Chapter 1231: ?Savage Song and Dance Ensemble

Wade was eaten again.

This time the chicken cow monster used its full force to prey. The huge golden pointed beak carried a terrible wind, and its moving trajectory in the air even cut through the space, and strands of black lines representing the endless void were entwined on its beak.

Just like an ordinary chicken eating a red ant, the process of eating Deadpool is a peck and a swallow.

For a capable creature, life is so simple, boring, and boring.

After eating the red worms, it wandered around the hole again, making sure that there were no more red worms before returning to its cave to continue sleeping.

As for the injury behind it? This time has been self-healing, it was originally a skin injury.

In the grass not far away.

With the rustle of the leaves, the death knell retracted his head again, he turned and leaned against a big tree, took out a cigarette and started smoking.

"Fur, as expected, Wade's strength is still not enough, the moving speed is too slow, and unexpected situations may occur at critical moments, it is really..."

By the way, why do you always think Wade is here to cheat money? He took the money these two times and sent it online. Although the money is not much, he feels a loss.

He asked the two people behind him: "What do you think?"

Before Deadpool sneaked into the cave to make trouble, Su Ming went to the vomiting people to see if they could be rescued, because the plan needed to be implemented must require a wizard.

Fortunately, the two wizards are both people who often deal with the cost of casting spells, and they return to normal faster than others.

In addition, the black girl Zawadi has returned to normal, but she needs to take care of Ulysses, who is already somewhat insane, while the naturally black Namora is still vomiting and can only protect herself.

Monak was smoking his pipe to calm his mood. After hearing the question from the death knell, he knocked the pipe on his thigh:

"I think your cousin is here to torture you. You can see that he took your money, and instead made us lose the fighting power. This is not the level of killing the enemy by one thousand and losing eight hundred."

Casillas's face became paler, and the corners of his mouth hidden under his hood twitched, as if he had a bad impression of Wade, but he was fairly fair.

"Teacher, I think this matter must be strange."

Su Ming just asked casually, and didn't expect them to give any valuable advice, but fortunately he still has plan B.

"Who is going to see Xiaoqiang?"

He thought of the high priest of the Deadpool Cult, the old man named Xiaoqiang, who said that after Wade ‘descended’ from the monster’s intestines again, that guy was nowhere to be seen.

"He said that in order to celebrate the coming of the gods, he would go back to the village to prepare a new festival." Monak sighed helplessly. He didn't quite understand what these religious people thought.

Su Ming raised his chin to Casillas and instructed the students to do the work: "Go to him and ask him if the red paint he painted the statue before is still available, and if there is any, give it all."

Xiaoka left obediently. An hour later, he and the undead army with him brought a large number of barrels of bark, which were filled with red paint.

In the villages that worship Deadpool, ancestors and ancestors have the skills to make red and black pigments for generations. They don’t have other things, but some of the red pigments are, although they are not paints, this kind of stain made from plant sap, face the wind It can also stay bright for a long time.

"You look bad, are you okay?"

Su Ming found that Casillas's expression was a little strange, so he asked by the way while checking the paint.

"They are partying in the village, teacher, but the way of partying... vomit." Xiaoka retched, as if recalling some unacceptable scene.

The Supreme Master Deathstroke patted his arm and nodded understandingly: "They are people who believe in Deadpool. I can guess how they will celebrate. Thank you."

However, the preparations are ready, and the plan is to continue. The plan of the pioneer like Deadpool doesn't work, then the people will fight.

Su Ming has few other things now, that is, there are too many people. Even if the army of tens of thousands of wild people after the resurrection is sent one by one, it will be enough for chickens and monsters to eat.

Let them join hands in a line, extending from the cave to the trap, isn't it all right? At most a few hundred people would be lost. The only thing worth worrying about in this plan is whether the chickens and monsters have such a big appetite.

"Lift the paint bucket and pour it! Then pick up the candle on the ground to stick it on your head."

With an order, the undead under the control of the lamp ring walked out of hundreds, picked up the paint bucket on the ground and poured it on their heads, instantly turning into red... savages.

Su Ming also turned the god-killers into putty knives and helped them evenly spread the paint on the back or under the armpits to make sure everyone looked red. He put candles on their heads and fixed them with wax oil. Nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, he asked Monak and Xiaoka to go to the trap to stand by, and he controlled the undead to line up to the cave.

...

The chicken bull monster was awakened from sleep again, and this time, it saw a row of red bugs dancing in front of him.

These monkey-like creatures are holding hands, jumping around in place, first raising the knee, then raising the leg, moving a few steps horizontally, then raising the knee, and raising the leg again.

This was the most popular modern dance step on Broadway that year. When Howard participated in the technology expo, he took a group of dancers to perform.

It's just that this kind of dance is usually performed by beautiful blonde women wearing bunny girl clothes and fishnet stockings, rather than unshaven primitive people with only a piece of animal skin around their waist.

Thanks to the huge size of the chickens and monsters, the line of sight is looking down. If it is really replaced by the audience under the stands, seeing the clusters of mosaics under these savages and leopard skins, I am afraid that I will vomit long ago.

The undead were expressionless one by one ~www.NovelMTL.com~ but they danced skillfully, and under the control of the ring, their movements were completely uniform, as if they were a person, even the angle of the pedaling is exactly the same.

It's just that there is no musical accompaniment, only a weird dance in the dark, and there is a clicking sound when the joint exceeds its limit of motion.

But the undead have this benefit. Even if they are completely dislocated, the energy of the undead can still allow them to continue to act. As long as they don't destroy the soul fire in their heads, these guys are also immortal.

The chicken bull monster was obviously stunned. It looked at the weird dance in front of him. It was a little unclear. Therefore, in the past, there were primitive tribes who worshiped him as a god, but for a long time, the people of that tribe were eaten by him. Empty.

Unfortunately, if these savages and monkeys are just dancing, the chickens and monsters may still have the mood to watch for a while, but these expressionless people still have candles on their heads and their bodies are red. Then their instincts are activated much faster than their brains.

After eating the first person, the smell of blood and the secretion of hormones in the brain made it gradually forget the strangeness of things. It bit by bite and danced savages, step by step out of the cave where it lived.