Moria laughed nonchalantly, extremely arrogant.

"Inexperienced guy, your knife can't cut my shadow into pieces."

Moriah yawned sleepily. In the shadows of the alley, he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Hey, roly-poly, Mr. Deadpool is going to get serious."

Wade turned the knife in his hand and slowly approached the Shadow Mage.

"what can you do?"

Francis dismissed it and looked at Wade sarcastically.

"Your self-healing ability is completely useless, and the fighting skills you are proud of are completely useless."

"Wade, I'm waiting to see what happens to you."

"I hope you won't disappoint me too much."

"Yeah?"

Wade suddenly rushed towards the Shadow Mage. Just when the Shadow Mage bent down and slapped Wade with his palm, he suddenly shrank into a ball and slipped directly between the Shadow Mage's feet.

Bypassing the Shadow Mage, Moria was right in front of Wade.

"Succeeded!"
Chapter completed!