The Death Knell

Transforming into Gnar is equivalent to losing weight. Deathstroke was not originally the type of superman with exaggerated muscles, but Gnar is really skinny, like a firewood stick.

Now that Su Ming has to get used to this body, or else his hands and feet will feel uncoordinated.

In the dark underground space, there is only the sound of strangling and eating, and the cloak is softly draped over the shoulders of the death knell. It is obviously a little envious, but these dark gods are all dead due to energy exhaustion, and there is nothing it likes to eat here.

"Give you some gems." Su Ming took out a handful of colored stones, pulled up the corner of the cloak, and wrapped it up: "By the way, although I have asked many times, you still can't remember yourself. Does it have anything to do with the Absolute God Race?"

The collar of the magic floating cloak swayed from side to side, and while it sucked the gems, it used its other horn to write on the back of the Supreme Mage.

It really doesn't remember, since it became conscious and started to remember, it has been in Kama Taj. At the earliest time, Master Gu Yi wore it a few times, but later it was a bit too much to wear a cloak because of the monk's robe. Cumbersome, she doesn't need it.

The cloak has been kept in the showcase at the Sanctuary in New York, where it is considered a non-staff security guard.

If you want to know if you have anything to do with the Absolute Protoss, it is more straightforward for Death Knell to ask Master Gu Yi, even if her previous statement was picked up when she was wandering around in the universe.

But the cloak felt that she was lying, because a magical relic as strong as herself was not a stone by the roadside, and could be picked up casually.

"It's a pity, if you are related to them, you can be the bait and get them to deal with the Transcendence God Race. At that time, the absolute idealism will meet the absolute materialism, and I can be a melon eater."

Well, Su Ming himself knew that this plan was not realistic, because the absolute Protoss was too absolute, and dualism was their code of conduct.

The vast majority of creatures in the material universe are not spellcasters. In their view, they are not spellcasters, they are materialists, and they are enemies.

If the two high-dimensional creatures haven't fought yet, it would be funny if the Protoss came out and wiped out all the non-spellcasters in the universe.

Therefore, let those autistic people who have cultivated into their brains continue to do magic research on their own one-third of an acre of land. The black-and-white dualists are the most troublesome kind of mental patients.

"Hey!"

At this time, strangulation has finished eating the dark **** at the foot, but unfortunately, no useful information has been obtained, and it is still very difficult to eat.

It's like eating paleontological fossils. You can eat them if you grind them, but you don't need to think about them if you want to get memory and thinking from them.

"It's right, Sheriff, we have dissected the body of the Celestial Group in the past. It stands to reason that there should be a component similar to the quantum core to store information, but there is no such machine in this machine, it should be dead for too long, Self disintegrated."

The adjutant also gave her investigation report at this time. All she saw was a pile of high-grade metal, and there was nothing to read.

"Well, I originally thought that if there is a living Dark God group, I can take advantage of it. If I need to deal with the first sky in the future, they can be considered a move." Su Ming took a cigarette and said with narrowed eyes: "But if you don't have it, don't force it. Let's find a chance to grab some high-dimensional technology that surpasses the Protoss this time. It should also make it easier to deal with the sky."

"Is there no dark **** alive under this planet?"

The adjutant asked again. She seemed to be a little lively there, and there were many voices talking.

"No, if there was, the planet would have been eaten long ago." Su Ming retracted the strangulation, and he moved his neck to float up: "It's just like the strangulation said, even if there is an egg, hatching is enough to destroy this The planet, let alone the gods who have survived to this day, so there are only more corpses in the depths."

The adjutant's side was quiet again, as if she was talking while walking: "Will the Sients be the creations of the dark gods?"

"There is a high probability, but it's not absolute, but it's all good, their life and death have nothing to do with me." Su Ming returned to the maintenance channel, found a place to sit down, and waited for the arrival of the **** team: "Although They look like human beings, but they are aliens after all, and it's enough to keep them alive for ten minutes."

However, the adjutant laughed at this time, and she once again made the kind of hi-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee laugh:

"Since you don't have to worry about the life and death of the native creatures, it's easy to handle. Sheriff, I have a better plan. You don't need to wait for the Tianshen team to arrive before fighting them. You have to do it yourself, which is tiring and troublesome."

Su Ming took out a bottle of wine and leaned against the wall of the underground maintenance passage, enjoying the peace brought by the darkness:

"Oh? This is the first time you have given me an idea. Although I want to try the feeling of killing the gods after the evolution of strangulation, your plan sounds like it will be more fun? Let's just say it, I will listen to it this time. yours, hehe."

The adjutant has now become a human, and Su Ming is very happy.

So, even though she had anticipated her plan and wanted to use that method, she still pretended not to know.

Let her say that she will do as she says, so that she will have a sense of psychological fulfillment.

Human beings, ah, always need to do something to build confidence. For example, people are always very happy on the day when wages are paid. In fact, this means that the value of work has been affirmed by the society, and money is simply a certificate of credit for social circulation.

People get paid, feel that their work is meaningful, realize that they can survive in society by their ability, and self-recognize, it's that simple.

In this situation, the adjutant needs to re-determine her own value. Therefore, Su Ming must at least make her feel that she is stronger than before after becoming a human being.

"Yes, Sheriff, it's like attracting a dog with a bone."

Strangulation kept the host secret, and the adjutant didn't know what Deathstroke was thinking, so she happily gave a plan, sending a lot of calculation formulas and the corresponding star map to the sheriff's mind.

To put it simply, it is currently known that the main team of the Celestial Group is coming to the Sient star. So, if the sheriff wants to lead the Celestial Group to deal with the Transcendence Protoss, he only needs to run away with this planet.

Even if the Sientrians die, it will not affect the value of this planet. The goal of the color gods is the black corpses underground.

They would follow the planet like smelling dogs until they got caught in a trap.

Some stupid dogs will be tricked away with ham and follow strangers to other people's houses, while the Tianshen team will act according to the pre-ordered program instructions.

She used to be AI herself, and the adjutant can now clearly feel the state called 'program paranoia', which she thinks can be exploited.

Rather than impersonating Gnar to make them feel fear and possibly fighting the OAA later, the dog abduction plan is obviously easier to execute and less risky.

"Oh! Good idea, you are so great, Adjutant, I love you to death." Su Ming stood up, his expression very satisfied, he praised the adjutant's idea: "Why didn't I think of it, alas, sure enough It's a hundred secrets, and you can't see more things on the planet, thanks to you!"

"hey-hey."

The adjutant's voice is obviously very happy. She feels that she is smarter than before. After becoming a human, at least her thinking is more flexible, especially this innovative spirit, but no Cybertronians have it.

Cybertron society has stopped developing for too long. The cosmic bridge technology was developed three billion years ago. After three billion years have passed, a new cosmic bridge has not been built. This is really sad. Technology is better than it is today.

Hearing that the adjutant was so happy, Su Ming also laughed, everyone was very happy.