Chapter 247: Ch.246 Entanglement

Chapter 247: Ch.246 Entanglement

Monarch's original plan wasn't wrong. He thought that since the opponent's defense was invisible, using an invisible magic attack for a sneak attack should work. However, Monarch didn't fully understand Mister Sinister's abilities.

Sinister had already read Monarch's mind through his telepathy, so how could the sneak attack possibly work? As soon as the invisible web of tentacles descended upon him, Sinister instantly used his telekinesis, smoothly sliding away like a ghost, completely evading the attack.

He still wore that eerie smile on his face, as if saying he had seen everything coming.

But all of this was within Su Ming's expectations. He knew Sinister had telepathic abilities, so how could he not prepare for it?

This was just the first step of his plan. The direction Sinister retreated was exactly as Su Ming had anticipated. By attacking from this angle, Su Ming had successfully forced Sinister away from the burning laboratory and into the darker part of the factory.

Su Ming had discovered Mister Sinister's weakness — despite being a mutant, he was still human.

The factory was now pitch black, and everyone had different ways of perceiving their surroundings.

Su Ming relied on the night vision built into his helmet; Deadpool used his wall-crawling skills; Doctor Halloway used a flashlight; Monarch and the Cloak of Levitation relied on magical senses, while Su Ming's symbiote relied on its sense of smell.

But what was Sinister relying on? He was relying on his telepathy.

In his telepathic vision, the doctor's mind appeared like any ordinary human's. If Sinister got close enough, he could control the doctor like a puppet. The sorcerer had a more resolute mind, but his thoughts were connected to many horrifying entities, making his mind a chaotic mess.

As for Su Ming's mental image, it appeared as a solid silver brain, impossible to read or comprehend.

Then there was the red-and-black clown, Deadpool, whose mind appeared as a pile of smelly dog poop, with an inexplicable sense of danger. Something told Sinister that if he tried to read Deadpool's mind, he would die instantly.

Using these different mental images, Sinister determined each person's position.

So, as long as Sinister couldn't approach the burning lab and had no light to rely on, he would continue using his telepathic abilities to fight.

This was the opening Su Ming had found.

"Wade? Are you dead? If not, make a noise!"

Su Ming moved carefully, using his symbiote to steady himself with each step, while wielding his giant sword to keep pushing Sinister back.

Deadpool's headless body, flung like a cannonball by the symbiote's strength, flew toward Sinister. With the short distance between them and the element of surprise, Deadpool's body tackled Sinister perfectly, catching him off guard.

A gush of blood sprayed from the neck wound, covering Sinister's face.

This was Su Ming's moment. If Deadpool didn't hold Sinister long enough, he would be thrown off, so Su Ming had to strike while Sinister was dazed.

Su Ming dropped Deadpool's head, handed his giant sword to the symbiote that extended from his chest armor. The black, liquid-like symbiote pulsed and flowed, sending the sword through its tendrils, aiming it directly at Sinister and Deadpool, impaling them both.

Then, using the symbiote, Su Ming launched himself into the fray, joining the pile-up with Sinister and Deadpool.

"Yeah! That's it! Gouge his eyes out! Kick his junk!" Deadpool's head, now lying on the floor, continued to cheer Su Ming on. But such injuries were pointless against someone with healing powers.

Instead, Su Ming chose to knee Sinister in the groin, squeezing his throat hard when his tongue flopped out.

Sinister struggled desperately, his telekinesis sending the three of them crashing around the roof, dislodging bricks and making the entire underground space tremble and shake.

Whenever Sinister fired a beam from his forehead, Su Ming would dodge. Whenever Sinister paused to catch his breath, Su Ming would headbutt him in retaliation.

All while Deadpool's headless body flailed about, its stench permeating the air.

It had become a battle of wills. Both Su Ming and Sinister had healing factors, and the symbiote, along with the Cloak of Levitation, kept them tightly bound together. There was no escape—this fight was going to be drawn out.

They fought from the ceiling to the ground, and from one side of the room to the other. In close combat, Su Ming's sheer strength gave him the upper hand.

Sinister's punches and kicks were blocked by Su Ming's armor, and while Su Ming endured Sinister's telekinesis with his X-metal bones, Su Ming's dagger was continually bleeding Sinister, alongside a constant barrage of low blows.

Mister Sinister, not being a warrior, had a far lower tolerance for pain compared to Su Ming. Even if the fight dragged on for days, Su Ming was determined to win.

"Place your bets! Slade wins, odds 1 to 0.02! Sinister wins, odds 1 to 30!" Deadpool's head had decided to open up a betting pool. His little eyes gleamed as he watched his own body flying around, covered in metal shards and debris. Chunks of flesh fell off here and there, prompting a bit of regret.

"Can I still put all this back together?"

Of course, neither of the two combatants paid any attention to Deadpool's thoughts. This was bound to be a long, drawn-out battle.