A few people crawled directly into the large adjacent room through the feed port used for transporting corpses. The surroundings were pitch black, but with the help of the night vision, Su Ming didn't see any enemies.
There was only a gigantic machine resembling a meat grinder, categorizing the transmitted corpses into basic proteins and minerals.
In other words, deboned meat stuffing.
There were many large barrels and trolleys on the side, presumably used to transport these materials.
Su Ming squinted his eyes, feeling a bad omen from this scene.
Raw materials, samples, failed products, sewers, coupled with mutants...
"Oh? There's a small door over there, let me take a look..."
Deadpool was also observing the surroundings, though he was looking for something interesting. A meat grinder was never cool, so he focused more on the walls, thinking that if there were posters from this era, they could be collectibles, right?
That's when he discovered a hidden small door on the wall, tightly integrated and almost indetectable except for the dust marks below revealing its presence.
While biting his finger and imitating Forrest Gump, Deadpool drew out his samurai sword and approached the small door.
The door was tight, so he inserted the sword into the door seam and pried it open with force.
"Oh, a sewer treasure? Hmm... Why doesn't that sound exciting... Whatever, haha, your grand Deadpool is here, set sail, lads!"
Deadpool then pulled a pirate hat from his pocket, placed it on his head with a strange laugh, and squeezed through the door seam.
Before Su Ming even noticed his motion, the door suddenly swung open with a heavy impact against the wall. Deadpool, like a fired cannonball, was instantaneously blown back, crashing through the wall and directly back to the first workshop where the previous battles took place.
"Attack!"
Su Ming immediately poured out ammunition into the small door, tossing grenades, while Monac quickly prepared and threw a black fireball magic inside.
After a violent explosion, black flames fiercely burned within the small door, yet a silhouette strolled out leisurely.
The figure was nearly 1.9 meters tall, dressed like a vampire emerging from a coffin, both elegant and vintage.
His high-collared cloak almost matched the magic floating cloak, except a few spider-like legs protruded from it, and it was black.
The flames avoided him, and he remained spotless, unharmed.
His face was deathly pale, with a red diamond mark, like the "diamond" from a deck of cards, glowing on his forehead.
Every bullet suspended in front of him as if glued, freezing in mid-air. When Holloway and Su Ming reloaded, all the bullets clattered to the ground.
The symbiote took this chance to cling over from the side, grabbed an energy gun and took a shot, yet the plasma-like energy was equally blocked by an invisible shield, then disappeared without a trace.
Su Ming holstered his pistol, signaling the mage and doctor to fall back, knowing this was an enemy he recognized and restrained even when teaming up with Deadpool.
This person, with a red spot on his forehead and a face as pale as if powdered, was named Nathaniel Essex, but he was better known by the codename Mr. Sinister or Mr. Omen.
He was a Victorian-era scientific madman, one of the greatest biologists of the United Kingdom over the centuries.
In 1859, Darwin published "The Origin of Species," proposing his famous Theory of Evolution. Nathaniel found Darwin's theory very similar to his, though his was more comprehensive and advanced, as he was already studying genetic and hereditary theories at that time.
He also published his paper, describing humanity's evolutionary direction and predicting the future birth of a massive number of mutants. Humanity would possess superpowers, flying and teleporting effortlessly, and the future would be an era of Superpower Users, with everyone possessing God-like abilities.
But it was important to know that the mid-19th century was a very superstitious and closed-minded time, where people still believed in the authority of the church, and the creation by God was the consensus in the Western world.
Darwin saying humans evolved from monkeys was scandalous, and the entire biological community harshly criticized his outlandish ideas, seeking his mistakes and gaps.
Then Nathaniel emerged with his claims that seemed more like a cult hypothesis, causing a societal uproar.
Cultist, madman, unclean demon—many labels were tossed his way, even the landlord refused to house him, and the police dared not help him.
Darwin was berated to no end, but Nathaniel had it worse. His research was interrupted, he was homeless, starving, and his wife fell ill and died.
She was repeating the word "sinister" (dangerous, sinister, ominous), lamenting life's dangers and coldness, before passing away in grief.
All of this drove Nathaniel mad; he renamed himself Mr. Sinister and began using his scientific knowledge to explore the world's hidden secrets.
You claim mutants are a fantasy and the Bible is the absolute law, so I'll go to places mentioned in both fantasy and the Bible to find mutants to show you!
He went to Egypt and successfully found the slumbering Apocalypse.
Not only a biologist, he was also a genius in physics and chemistry, and through a series of methods, he awakened Earth's first mutant, also the most powerful.
He recounted his experiences to Apocalypse, stating that he believed survival of the fittest was the natural order and that mutants would eventually rule the world, but foolish people shunned and bullied him, unwilling to face reality.
Apocalypse had slept for several thousand years and hadn't heard such pleasing words for a long time, wasn't it true? Mutants would rule the world, and he, Apocalypse, was the God of Mutants!
Mr. Sinister merely stated what he believed to be facts, but Apocalypse took it as stylish flattery, feeling flattered beyond measure.
In a good mood, right there, Apocalypse upgraded Mr. Sinister on the spot.
With a pointed finger, Apocalypse altered Sinister's genes, instantly making him an Omega Level mutant.
Ageless and undying, with massively increased power.
You say people don't understand you? Then I'll give you mind-reading ability to see what others think, always one step ahead.
You say people bullied you? Then I'll grant you superhuman strength and imbue you with all ancient martial arts, so you can shatter stones with a punch and travel mid-air with a step.
You say you faced starvation? Then I'll give you super healing so you can infinitely regenerate, no longer worrying about your meals.
You say you love science? Then I'll grant you telekinesis, energy emission, and other superpowers to help you in experiments.
Apocalypse was in a great mood and equally generous, cultivating Mr. Sinister as his number one follower, granting him almost all superpowers he could think of at the time.
Having struggled for decades, Mr. Sinister's golden moment suddenly arrived, and Apocalypse was like the mysterious grandfather from the pyramid, activating Mr. Sinister's potential in an instant.
Everyone knows what someone does when turning the tables on their oppressor; naturally, it's to settle old scores and seek revenge.