Viewers across the multiverse might not understand terms like "Dragon-level" or "Demon-level," but one thing was clear—
SCP-682 was far from done.
The tables had turned, and tension gripped the audience.
With Saitama temporarily out of the picture, SCP-682's attention shifted to Deadpool.
Expectations soared.
If Saitama was this strong, surely Deadpool would be even more impressive, right?
Wrong.
Deadpool's reaction defied all expectations.
No heroic stand. No epic monologue.
Instead—
He dropped to his knees in a dramatic slide.
"Whoa there, big guy!"
Deadpool raised his hands, backpedaling rapidly.
"Listen, I'm not with Egghead over there! I'm actually a huge advocate for animal rights!"
"I'm a certified member of PETA! We should be friends!"
When that didn't work, he switched to a solemn, mournful tone.
"Also, I strongly condemn humanity's oppression of your species—HEY HEY HEY! OKAY, NOT LISTENING, GOT IT!"
The multiverse collectively facepalmed.
Then—
SCP-682 struck.
WHOOSH!
A sonic boom.
The reptilian horror blitzed forward.
Deadpool, for once, dropped the jokes.
He assumed a classic boxing stance.
The audience leaned in.
Was this it? Was Deadpool about to pull off a miracle?
Then—
CHOMP.
SCP-682: "Friend. Tasty."
Audience: "..."
Deadpool's upper half dangled from SCP-682's jaws.
The chat went silent.
Suspended hearts finally stopped beating.
Then—
Outrage erupted.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!"
"ALL THAT HYPE FOR THIS?!"
"Deadpool: 'I got up, got one-shot, what else is new?'"
"GODDAMN IT, I KNEW HE WAS USELESS!"
The chat was a sea of disappointment.
But a few sharp-eyed viewers noticed something odd.
"Wait… he's still moving!"
Sure enough, on-screen—
Instead of dying, Deadpool shoved himself deeper down SCP-682's throat.
A muffled voice echoed:
"Can't break your armor? Fine. Let's see how your stomach handles me."
He'd planned this from the start.
The audience's hope sputtered back to life.
Was there still a chance?
Unknown Space – Chu Yun's Observation Room
Chu Yun watched the feed, amused.
"Did he really think SCP-682 is just a beast with good regeneration?"
Even in its base form, SCP-682's immortality, adaptive evolution, and sheer rage made it a nightmare to contain—even for the full-powered SCP Foundation.
In its original universe, the Foundation had tried everything to neutralize it:
20,200,500,000 RDS-220 hydrogen bombs in space → Reduced to 0.03ml of blood → It regrew to Saturn's size and ate multiple planets.
Universe-busting energy cannon → Reduced to atomic bonds → Regenerated from a single cell.
Destroying 77% of the observable multiverse → Triggered a ZK-Class "End of Reality" Scenario.
And yet—
SCP-682 always came back.
So no, Chu Yun never expected the agents to "win."
Not even Saitama.
Yet, he remained calm.
A smirk played on his lips.
"Time for the Mobile Task Forces to move."
The Multiverse Watches
All eyes were now on SCP-682—or rather, the Deadpool-shaped lump in its stomach.
Maybe its weakness was internal?
Hope flickered.
Seconds ticked by.
One.
Two.
Three...
But the screen showed only blood dripping from SCP-682's jaws.
No change.
Marvel Universe – S.H.I.E.L.D.
"I KNEW IT! I FREAKING KNEW IT!"
Natasha slammed her fist on the table.
"HE'S COMPLETELY USELESS!"
The others nodded, but Nick Fury's expression was dark.
No matter how much he readjusted his expectations, he had to admit—
He'd underestimated SCP-682.
"Near-immortal regeneration. Infinite evolution through consumption. Physical stats with no visible ceiling… And this is just one anomaly."
A grim thought settled in.
What if others were worse?
Similar realizations struck other universes:
Ghost Blows Out the Candle: Fatty Wang stopped joking.
The Outcast: The异人 (yìrén, superhumans) grew uneasy.
Naruto: Obito Uchiha stopped ignoring the screen.
Honkai: Star Rail: Herta abandoned her "anomaly = Curio" theory.
Super God Universe: Karl murmured, "Fascinating."
Back to the Fight
From inside SCP-682, Deadpool's voice echoed:
"Wow, it's really dark in here."
The audience groaned.
Somehow, he was still alive.
But at this point, no one cared.
Surviving being eaten was impressive, but not helpful.
Was he planning to digest SCP-682 from the inside?
As attention shifted back to Saitama—
Something unexpected happened.
CRACK.
A sound like carapace splitting.
Saitama's eyes narrowed.
Was it—?
BOOM!
SCP-682's entire armored shell shattered off.
It had evolved again.
Bigger. Faster. Stronger.
A new, perfected predator now stood before the multiverse.
Its gaze scorned all life.
Its stance promised annihilation.
One thought echoed across every universe:
WHAT THE HELL DID DEADPOOL JUST DO?!