The Death Knell

Su Ming turned his head and looked behind him. For the time being, he couldn't see any more cloned enemies coming. The structure of this underground facility was like a lollipop. The tunnel was treated as a thin stick, and the candy was the huge ball in front of him.

Compared with Dr. Mad’s complicated maze, Dessard’s trap design is not rough, but if he wants to shut him backhand, Su Ming can only enter the box as bait by himself.

"Don't talk about the urn, let's talk about it, do you have any ideas for this new fire pit?"

After amused with Bobo, the man still got serious.

"Are you asking what an orangutan has to do with the sun? Give me the red and blue uniform before, and I will find a pen to draw an S letter on my chest, and then you will try again?"

He couldn't see what Xiaofu apes could think, the artificial sun's light was really dazzling, and it wasn't for the apes.

"Hey, what use is it for me to bring you here? I drop the chain at the critical moment." Su Ming looked at him with disgusting eyes, pulled him a few times with his palm, and pushed him into the cloak: "You still have to rely on yourself at the critical moment. , It's really sad."

The orangutan wrapped in a cloak like a mummy took a deep breath: "Don't mess around. If the earth of this era is destroyed, the future earth will be wiped out by the law of cause and effect. Don't ignore so many human lives. "

However, the death knell seemed to have not heard his words. It just floated in the face of a huge ball of light. A total of ten colors of light on his body lit up in turn, and the lamp rings on his hands appeared one by one like tattoos.

Immediately afterwards, his body burned with a colorful glow, which was something called cosmic energy, which was not finished. When he took out the Great Sword of Night and combined the vibration of X metal with the godslayer ......

The sky and the earth changed color. The originally bright underground space suddenly turned into a dark universe. The new light shone coldly on the face of the orangutan like moonlight, and the beast stared blankly at the black that suddenly rose from the horizon. Sun.

The cold chill pierced his fur like a sharp sword, and he couldn't help but want to worship.

"Stop! Death Knell, let's talk!"

Just when Bobo thought that the death knell was going to perform a giant sword to cut watermelon, a loud shout came from behind the two.

The corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched lightly, and he was soon concealed by him, but instead turned around blankly.

Dessard appeared and stood there, obviously not very good-looking.

This is literally not good-looking, because his face is blue at this time, just like he saw in the memory of the superhuman brain by cloning it before.

"What is the right for a clone to talk to me?" Su Ming fluttered a sword at the opponent's space. The space shattered like a storm of ice crystals, swept the blue-faced Dessard: "Call Da Keside came here personally, and he and I were barely equal."

But compared to cloning Superman, Dessard obviously worked harder when he cloned himself.

At this moment, this guy took out a long-handled double-headed machete and moved it to the left and right in the turbulence of the space, and finally survived after losing a hand and half an ear.

"Calm down, death knell, I'm just a clone of the word, it doesn't make any sense for you to kill me, the original does not want to die with you, there is still room for relaxation."

The clone was half-kneeling on the ground, wheezing and wearing rough clothes, and the pain caused a lot of sweat on his blue forehead.

"Oh, let me die together? He looked at himself too highly and he also underestimated me. He planned well, cutting off contact, blocking time and space transmission, and taking a hostage from the earth... but he didn't expect to be taken by me. The backhand is also closed at this point, right?"

Su Ming regained his energy and vigor, and slowly fell to the ground, and the vision between heaven and earth faded instantly:

"Then I will detonate this bomb now and let him see if I will be killed before he dies, how about it?"

There was a mocking smile on his face when he spoke, as if the ball of light in front of him was just a toy, or that he didn't care at all.

"Don't you care about the humans who came with you?" The blue-faced clone who was spreading the word gritted his teeth. Although he is a clone, he also wants to live: "You detonate the fire pit, and all future humans on this earth Gotta die."

Hearing what he said, the one-eyed man stretched out his hand to touch the head of the orangutan, his smile increased.

"Your mother probably has studied me for a long time, or has studied the superheroes of Zhenglian, but he has forgotten one thing. He has not studied the human collective."

Su Ming touched the cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, and stood in place with his arms in his arms. The purpose of forcing Dessard to come out was achieved. Naturally, the next step was to chat and delay the time:

"Human beings have a very interesting characteristic, that is, emotions are limited by vision. When someone dies in front of them, people often feel a kind of sadness like a rabbit and a fox, but if the death happens elsewhere, it is not seeing and not being upset. On the earth, countless people die every second for various reasons. Have you ever seen human beings grieve for strangers they can’t see?"

The term "similar" is very broad, and it sounds close, but Su Ming would not drink juice in Hawaii, because the old man from Wakanda's family fell ill and felt sad.

If someone dies and feels sorry for themselves, this is enough to be sanctified right?

"So all of your players are pawns that you can give up. Do you choose to survive by yourself?"

The clone's small eyes stared at the death knell's face, as if trying to find a change in the expression on the human face.

But there was no change, the death knell still laughed easily, and even the smoke ring he spit out was a perfect ring.

"My subordinates are naturally willing to die for me, and they won't have any regrets. And the other strangers, just treat them as sacrifices for super time flow."

The man with a cigarette in one hand and a weapon in the other calmly told the truth:

"I can survive with the orangutan. If you count it, seven billion people exchange for a Dessad plus you clones. My losses are still within my tolerance, and I even made money. Also, you are a clone. If you come out of inferior products, don’t tell me anything like abandoning the child, unless you want to laugh at me and abandon the child."

Regarding the blue-faced Dessad seen from the memory of the cloned superhumans, UU read www.uukanshu. com Su Ming has always had a variety of conjectures, such as the visual ‘complementary color principle’, other peers in the parallel world, the performance after being controlled by the eclipse energy, and so on.

But now, it's not that complicated at all.

Just like the fragile Superman clone and the death knell of the low-intelligence clone, it is purely a bunch of inferior products that Water Company learned Luther's cloning technology, but did not learn it at home.

Darkside’s most trusted deputy originally had the same iron-gray face as the dark tyrant, which made them look like a family. It is probably the most proud face of Dessard. His aesthetics in the Apocalypse Here is a famous beautiful man.

But now that the cloned self clones are all blue skins, he will probably send all his other clones to the death knell next time, right?

Tired strategy? Still really want to talk? But there is no possibility of mutual trust, so is he also delaying time to find a way to escape?

This is easy...