The Death Knell

Su Ming put the suspended cloak back on his shoulders and looked at his teammates who were discussing the incident in low voices. Su Ming pursed his lips and thought for a moment, but in the end said nothing.

He probably guessed what was going on. If the expected situation occurred, the adjutant should have already launched a backup plan.

Taking advantage of Sepulchna's advantage as the hub between the two multiverses, it is actually not difficult to move things from one end of the scale to the other.

The adjutant can do this even if he does not rely on the various concepts he has mastered, just relying on the special energy of the 'transcendent realm' and the cosmic cube called the little guy.

But in this way, the balance at the macro level is broken, which may have some impact.

However, if expectations are correct, the first ones to arrive should be the Hands of Creation, not the Origin Judge. This is a more conventional process.

When watching cartoons in his previous life, Su Ming found it strange why the bad guys always sent them off one by one, starting with the weak ones, and then training the protagonist step by step. When the big boss finally came on stage, he found that he could not defeat the protagonist.

Thinking about it now, it seems that there is some truth in it. At least in the origin line, there should be a fixed procedure for dealing with unqualified multiverses.

First, the Hands of Creation recast it. If it doesn't work, it's the Origin Judge. If they still can't, it's the court itself.

If everything has to be handled by the Court of Origin, it can't do anything else. After all, there are countless multiverses in the system of super-time flow, and it is not omniscient and omnipotent.

At present, it seems that the nightmare dimension has not been greatly damaged or affected, which means that my prediction is basically correct, and it is the creative hands who take action.

They should have created a new multiverse system, preparing to replace or overwrite the original multiverse1.

The adjutant should have teleported away the entire Diversity 1 at the last moment according to the plan, and took the initiative to make room for the new Diversity, and all the original dimensions fell on the new Diversity like a 'free fall'.

In this way, the mission of the Hands of Creation has been completed. Even if they have to hunt down the extra universe of Multiversity 1, that is still the judge's business.

To determine if Multiversity 1 was destroyed, if not destroyed and restarted, then where did it go? This is what the opponents will do next, which should create a buffer period, which is the time Su Ming buys for himself.

"It's nothing. It must be some giant creature swimming under the ground." Su Ming made an excuse and explained to his teammates that Duan Duo 1 was fine anyway, and it didn't matter whether they knew the truth or not.

If you tell them something, these people will tend to think wildly. You must know that random thinking is one of the most forbidden behaviors when facing an ancient one.

The more he thought about it, the faster he went crazy. Su Ming didn't care. He was the host of the symbiote. As a last resort, he had to let Strangler eat his entire brain and wait for it to heal itself. This method was a 'hard reset'.

Others don't have this kind of insurance. If they hadn't thought about the possibility of using the Speed ​​Force and witchcraft, they shouldn't have brought them in, because the situation has become somewhat complicated now.

"Ah, I remember."

Zatanna patted her head and said to everyone seriously:

"I once saw an ancient book in the library at home, which recorded a giant creature called 'death worm'. They would travel underground at high speeds, as easily as piercing butter with a hot needle. It is said that the last time anyone saw this kind of monster was in the time of Atlantis.”

Okay, when she remembered this allusion, it just filled up the loopholes in Deathstroke's lies and saved the mercenary from having to explain himself.

"A giant worm?" Leopard Girl, who often eats worms in the rainforest, shook her head, her ears constantly changing directions: "It's such a crazy world. I never realized that our earth is so dangerous before."

"This is not the earth, at least not the main dimension." Diana patted her arm and encouraged her: "We are now in a dream, the dream of the ancients, and these evil gods have long left the sight of mankind and are no longer in sight. I don’t know how many years it’s been.”

After all, he is the leader of the Justice League Dark. Although he is not a spell caster, Xiao Dai does know some mysterious things.

"When we go back, let's not rush to compete. I want to find a beach and sunbathe." The leopard girl looked up at the sky. From the narrow alley, she could only see the body covered with blood vessels and tentacles. Sarcoid orbs.

But as soon as she blinked, the moon returned to its normal state, and now it just looked a little red.

"No problem, we can go to New Zealand or Argentina this season." Diana agreed immediately. She wanted to make her sisters think more about good things to enhance their faith and willpower.

"Let's go, leave here first and meet up with Luther." Su Ming issued a new order. No matter what the situation outside was like, focusing on the matters at hand first was still one of the safest choices.

Everyone nodded, and everyone started walking through the chaotic and dirty city on foot.

The narrow alleyway is curved and steep, and there are faint clicking sounds in the shadows, which makes people shudder. The walls are mostly made of flesh and blood. Even the exposed bricks are covered with dim graffiti and symbols left after weathering, as if It is a prophecy left by the prophets, but it is full of boundless confusion and madness.

The once gorgeous building is now abandoned, covered by the passage of time and the erosion of ruins. The broken windows are covered with spreading dark red pipes, like a dark bloodline, closely connecting the city with decay.

A mysterious pressure hangs over the city, UU Reading www.uukｎshu. com was gloomy but could not sense much malice. Su Ming silently led everyone onto the main road, or the most spacious meat carpet.

Just when I took a step, my feet always made a smooth and squeezing sound, which sounded a bit weird in the dark night.

"There's someone, Slade, just ahead at the 11 o'clock corner." The Leopard Girl stopped calling Deathstroke by her first name at some point. Her sense of smell was basically useless in this environment. , but extraordinary hearing is standard equipment for super soldiers.

Yes, Su Ming also heard it. In the black mist 200 meters ahead, where the road turned, under the shadow of a mushroom like a huge palm, a figure was humming.

It's not a serious song, but a bargeque song passed down by British pirates two centuries ago. It describes the detailed process of a certain crew member having **** with his old lover after returning from the sea.

And that's actually good news, because only humans like garbage songs like this.

(End of chapter)