Azuma Shoyo smirked.
Next second—
Bang!
He vanished from midair, reappearing on the street in less than a second.
Boom!
A deafening crash—like a meteor strike.
Azuma Shoyo slammed down amid the Deadpool horde.
"Shit! Meteor?"
"Plane?"
"Bird?"
"No! Superman!!"
Whoosh!
Eyes snapped to the Deadpool who'd blurted "Superman."
He clapped a hand over his mouth.
"I don't know! I don't know why I said that!"
He yelled, flailing.
But next second—
Boom!
A sky-piercing heat vision beam swept through, torching a swath of Deadpools to ash—deader than dead!
"You know too much!"
Azuma Shoyo ripped off his suit, revealing a black Kryptonian armor beneath.
A black cape snapped in the wind, crimson heat vision blazing from his eyes, scorching everything!
Deadpools from the Void—
Not a thousand, but hundreds.
More than the movie!
Now—
One blast of heat vision wiped out over a hundred variants.
The rest didn't flee—they howled, charging with cries of "Kill Superman!"
Slash!
A fearless Deadpool swung a blade at him.
It snapped.
Azuma Shoyo? Untouched.
Boom!
One punch turned the guy into a blood mist cloud.
Most variants lacked top-tier immortality. Even movie Deadpool couldn't survive that.
Unless it's comics—
Thanos' curse kept that Deadpool reviving, even from ashes, just to spite Death.
Total bullshit!
Azuma Shoyo mused on comic Deadpool, slaughtering the variants.
He lost count.
Ten straight minutes of carnage.
Finally—
The dense swarm was wiped out!
Then—
Ding!
[Congratulations, Host, for unlocking hidden achievement "Deadpool Slayer"! Reward: +1 Extraction Chance!]
The system chime lit up his eyes!
It worked!
He'd gambled on it—and scored a hidden achievement.
Sweet!
Worth the grind!
Azuma Shoyo grinned inwardly.
Meanwhile, underground in the subway—
Deadpool, Wolverine, and crew had taken down Paradox and his goons.
Paradox was under Deadpool's boot, getting grilled on shutting down the machine.
"Talk—how's this thing turn off?"
"You gonna speak?"
"Speak, damn it!"
"Fine! So tough, huh? Let's start with this leg."
In the subway, Deadpool pinned Paradox, smacking his butt with a scabbard.
Seeing the guy's stubbornness, Deadpool drew his katana, ready to get nasty.
Wolverine couldn't watch—shoved Deadpool aside.
"You're stepping on his mouth—how's he supposed to talk?"
Wolverine snapped.
On the ground, Paradox, spared, shouted, "I'll talk! I'll talk!!"
He feared losing both legs—
Maybe a third too.
He knew Deadpool's rep from TVA—too well!
Boom!
A rumble shook the surface.
"Up top's intense!"
The subway crew glanced up.
"Now! Right now! Shut this damn thing off!"
Wolverine yanked Paradox up, barking orders.
"I'll do it! Right away!"
Paradox had swaggered in TVA, where powers were nullified, backed by cleanup squads—acting untouchable.
Even boasted about torching a universe.
But here? Just a normie.
Facing mutants, a vampire Daywalker, and a martial arts pro—he wouldn't dare resist.
Boom!
Another surface blast dropped grit from the ceiling.
"Once this is off, let's check upstairs."
Gambit muttered. "Feels like those two might level the city."
He wasn't wrong.
On the surface—
The fight had hit fever pitch.
After Azuma Shoyo dusted hundreds of Deadpool variants, Cassandra stormed back.
The psycho chick wielded her matter control, hurling entire buildings at him.
A dozen skyscrapers—even Hulk'd be knocked out cold, reverting to Banner.
But Azuma Shoyo handled it like a breeze.
Incoming buildings? Sliced by heat vision or flung back with his own matter control!
One in the sky, one on the ground—tossing buildings like dodgeballs.
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