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Francis's secret underground base, in front of the massive ice storage.He and Angel Dust had already been waiting there.
"Hehehe~" A familiar, eerie laugh sounded.
Moriah was holding a struggling black shadow in his hand, the shadow of Wade that he had captured earlier.
"With this shadow, I am one step closer to becoming the king who rules the world, Hogbak." Moriah's eyes gleamed with a mix of ambition and madness.
"The No. 900 that I worked so hard to create is about to be reborn. As long as we put this shadow in, it will become the strongest zombie in history and will definitely become our powerful fighting force." Hogbak's voice quivered with excitement.
Hogbak's chest swelled with pride at the thought of his masterpiece coming to life.
"The day when I become the king of the world's cemeteries is getting closer." Absalom's eyes sparkled with his own dreams. He imagined standing on a tombstone with an army of revived zombies behind him, a smile growing ever more exaggerated on his face.
"Is it possible to turn all the cute things in the world into zombies and make them submit to my dream kingdom?" Perona's eyes gleamed with excitement at the thought of a world filled with adorable zombie minions.
"No matter who it is, as long as we take their shadow, they will absolutely obey. With such powerful subordinates, no one can stop me in this fragile world!" Moriah's pupils reflected the struggling Wade as he laughed wildly.
"Let us go and wake it up now, Francis."
"It's already prepared." Francis smiled slightly and walked to the central control system, tapping a few keys. The door of the huge ice storage slowly rose, and a biting coolness swept over them.
"This is!" Hogbak suddenly stopped as soon as he stepped into the ice storage.
He looked at the frozen corpses around him, and a light flashed in his eyes.
The bodies were incredibly well-preserved.
It was clear these people had powerful abilities before they died, their physiques very developed. Some of the corpses even had the strength of zombie generals.
"These are all from my collection." Francis's smile widened, feeling a sense of camaraderie with Hogbak. He introduced the collection enthusiastically.
"This part is made up of cyborgs. They were all transformed by me. How do you feel about that?"
"I think you could consider adding animal tissue to their bodies or parts of them and then suturing them together." Hogbak observed the specimens carefully.
"The only drawback is that the stitched parts are prone to tearing or falling off under strain."
"That's okay. I think it can be remedied with current technology, but..." Francis was deep in thought.
"Hehehe~" Moriah interrupted their discussion with a laugh.
"Choose two materials at random and throw the shadow of the fearless man in there. Don't waste it!" Moriah ordered.
"Yes, Lord Moria." Hogbak nodded obediently.
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Francis led everyone to the super-large freezer where No. 900 was stored.
"Long time no see, No. 900!" Francis flipped a switch, illuminating the massive chamber.
A giant, 67 meters tall with a pointed horn on his head, lay before them.
It was immense, awe-inspiring.
Even though it wasn't the first time Francis had seen No. 900, he was still deeply impressed by the sheer power of the creation, his eyes filled with fanaticism.
Hammerhead's blood boiled at the sight.
If they could resurrect this behemoth, Hell's Kitchen would be nothing compared to its power. They could dominate all of New York.
No! It was a power unmatched in the entire world.
Kingpin would be nothing. Hammerhead was poised to become the new emperor of the Dark Empire!
...
Unlike the last time when Demon Oz combined with Straw Hat Luffy's shadow and caused chaos after resurrection, Moriah planned to avoid exposure before the zombie army's official attack. He wanted to ensure a foolproof plan, avoiding any repetition of past failures!
As long as he could control the initial chaos, he could make Demon Oz his most loyal subordinate.
"Hehehe~" Moriah's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Is Oz's food ready? If he's hungry, he'll get angry!"
Francis opened a freezer next to him, revealing a mountain of meat, enough to satiate the demon Oz after his awakening.
"Are the two swords I asked you to prepare ready?" Moriah turned his gaze to Hammerhead.
This time, Demon Oz would not be unarmed. His weapons were crafted by Hammerhead himself.
"Yes, they are ready," Hammerhead replied, his voice betraying the pain of their cost.
The two swords were over thirty meters long, made of special alloy, exorbitantly expensive.
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"The time for resurrection has come!" Moriah proclaimed.
"The one and only berserker in history, known as the Demon! Oz!"
Moriah stepped forward, placing Wade's struggling shadow in front of him.
"Behave yourself, I am your new master."
The shadow suddenly became still, all struggle disappearing.
"Now I will give you the voice and body to survive as a zombie. You must forget all your past relationships and become a warrior who obeys me."
The shadow nodded.
"The contract is established."
"Hehehe~"
"Come, wake up from your deep sleep!"
The shadow was cast onto the body of the demon Oz and gradually absorbed.
High-frequency vibrations shook the room.
The ice covering Oz began to crack.
The sound of a beating heart echoed.
A red light flashed in his eyes as the demon Oz opened his left eye.
"Meat!" he roared.
With a deafening roar, Oz, the Demon of Fortune, awakened!
No, he was now Deadpool Oz!
The legendary demon who had terrorized the world five hundred years ago, combined with the shadow of the crazy mercenary!
An incomparable combination!
It would be Moriah's craziest, most powerful creation!
End of this chapter