The man in sunglasses did not take the blade.
The whites of his eyes were rapidly being overtaken by blackness, and the teeth in his mouth were growing frantically like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, pushing through his gums in a bloody mess.
"Roar... Kill..."
The last shred of his sanity was completely devoured.
The man in sunglasses suddenly bounced up from the ground, his movements as agile as a cheetah.
He was no longer that overbearing manager, but a beast hungry for flesh and blood.
"That's more like it."
Deadpool clapped his hands in satisfaction.
"Welcome to the 'Deadpool Fan Club.' Although you look a bit ugly now, considering how enthusiastic you are, I'll waive your membership fee."
The zombie officer let out a hiss, but instead of attacking the weirdo in front of him, he turned and charged toward the guards who were still resisting.
It was instinct.
The instinct of being suppressed by a superior told him that the person in red before him was not to be trifled with.
But everyone else... was food.
"Captain! Captain, what's wrong with you!"
Several guards looked at the charging officer and subconsciously tried to support him.
"Don't go near him! He's changed!"
Splatter!
Before one guard could finish his sentence, his throat was torn open by the mutated, sharp claws of the man in sunglasses.
Blood gushed out, splashing all over the face of the person next to him.
"The Captain... he killed someone..."
Panic spread through the crowd like a plague.
This was simply impossible to fight.
Those who were bitten or scratched even if the skin was only slightly broken would fall to the ground twitching in less than half a minute, only to stand back up as new monsters.
Moreover, these newly transformed monsters were even stronger than the original zombies.
They retained some of their combat instincts from when they were alive and could even use simple weapons.
A wounded pirate lackey had just hacked down a zombie, only to have his former companion bite him on the neck the moment he turned around.
"Help! Mama!"
"Don't bite me! I'm your own brother!"
"Fire! Kill them all! No matter who it is!"
What had started as a local riot at the docks had now spiraled completely out of control, spreading rapidly toward the town center.
On the streets of Iron Fang Island, screams rose and fell one after another.
Shops were smashed, and goods were scattered all over the ground.
The pirates and merchants who were enjoying themselves moments ago had now become the best buffet for the zombies.
[Ding! Detected that Iron Fang Island has fallen into chaos: Astonishment Points +50!]
[Ding! Detected a large-scale infection occurring: Astonishment Points +80!]
[Ding! Detected extreme fear among Donquixote Family members: Astonishment Points +200!]
Mordred looked at the constantly ticking numbers, the corners of his mouth under the mask nearly splitting to his ears.
This was exactly what he wanted.
What was the fun in just killing a few pirates?
If you're going to play, play big.
Let this fire burn even brighter.
"Alright, boys."
Deadpool stood atop a pile of rubble, looking like a conductor leading a symphony.
He held his hands high, his two katanas gleaming in the firelight.
"Since everyone is full, isn't it time for some exercise to help with digestion?"
He pointed his blade directly at the most magnificent building in the center of the island the Auction House.
That was where the richest people on the island gathered, and it was also the most heavily defended place.
"Target that building up ahead that looks like a giant coffin! Whoever rushes in first gets a bucket of brains as a reward!"
"Roar !!!"
He was answered by the collective roar of hundreds of zombies.
The corpse tide, like a black flood, toppled walls, crushed roadblocks, and surged grandly toward the Auction House.
At the very front of that corpse tide, the three-meter-tall giant Buck was like a heavy tank.
He swung his massive bone claws, each sweep sending a large group of guards attempting to block him flying.
Bullets hitting his body could only cause a few sparks, failing to even scratch his skin.
"What the hell is this monster!"
On the roof of the Auction House, several guards holding heavy artillery were so scared they dropped their cigarettes.
"Fire! Open fire quickly!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Several shells whistled through the air and exploded within the corpse tide.
Countless severed limbs flew into the sky.
But in the next second, those zombies missing arms and legs crawled back up; some even crawled faster than before.
Buck even charged directly through the artillery fire.
A shell exploded on his chest, blowing away a large chunk of flesh and revealing the black skeleton beneath.
But he didn't even flinch.
The granulation at the wound site wriggled frantically, and before the next round of shelling could begin, it had already mostly healed.
"Monster... this is definitely a monster..."
The guards fell into despair.
They abandoned the cannons and turned to run.
But it was already too late.
Buck suddenly leaped up, crashing down heavily in front of the Auction House gates like a meteorite.
Boom!
The thick solid wood doors were smashed into fragments by his punch.
And on a nearby roof, Deadpool was sitting cross-legged, holding a bottle of red wine he had scavenged from somewhere, taking a large swig directly from the bottle.
"Tsk, this wine is a bit sour; it's definitely been watered down."
He tossed the wine bottle away in disgust, watching the good show about to unfold below.
He glanced at the system panel.
[Current Astonishment Points Balance: 3,500 points.]
The number was rising rapidly.
"System, give me a ten-pull to liven things up!"
Mordred shouted heroically in his mind.
Since things were already chaotic, he might as well add more spice.
[Lottery in progress...]
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Energy Potion x3 (Though it's just Red Bull with a different label, the effect is top-notch)]
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Common Grenade x10 (Large quantity, very satisfying)]
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Random Teleportation Talisman x1 (Range of 1,000 kilometers, don't expect to reach the heavens in one step)]
...A string of junk.
Mordred's face darkened slightly.
Until the final notification sounded.
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Special Summon Card Licker!]
[Source: Resident Evil World]
[Description: An agility-type hunter with extreme climbing abilities and an impressively long tongue. Though they have no eyes, their hearing is exceptionally sharp, making them the perfect assassins in the dark.]
Mordred's eyes lit up.
Finally, something useful had arrived.
With these, those guys hiding in high places taking potshots were going to be in trouble.
"Come out, cuties."
Deadpool snapped his fingers.
From the shadows behind him, three blood-red monsters with exposed brains and long limbs slowly crawled out.
They had no skin, their muscles were directly exposed to the air, and their sharp claws made an ear-piercing scraping sound against the roof tiles.
Hiss
One Licker flicked out its long tongue, like a venomous snake sensing the scent of prey in the air.
"Go, catch all those rats hiding on the rooftops for me."
Deadpool pointed toward several high vantage points around the Auction House.
The three Lickers instantly vanished from the spot.
They moved along the walls as if on level ground, their speed so fast they were mere red blurs.
A few seconds later, a shrill scream came from the watchtower on the left side of the Auction House.
Immediately after, a guard was wrapped around the neck by a long tongue and flung directly from a height of over ten meters.
Before he even hit the ground, he was caught by the wide-open mouths of the waiting zombies below.
"Ah!"
The screams became the perfect background music for this party.
"How wonderful."
Deadpool stood at the edge of the roof, opening his arms as if to embrace the firelight filling the sky.
"I hope this world enjoys this gift."