The Death Knell

He stood on the rooftop of a skyscraper, and the sleepless city beneath his feet was brightly lit. He could see the neon lights in the night, dyeing the dense hot air from the manhole covers next to the road red.

It was an early spring night, and the bustling city was filled with smog. In the slightly cold wind, you could smell the smell of industrial exhaust gas and waste water.

What I see in my eyes is the accumulation of wealth, prestige, and power, which is a feast of feasting and debauchery.

But in that more distant dark place, in a place that is hard to see - maybe in a dark alley with trash cans piled up, maybe in a sewer where homeless people are hiding, maybe under an overpass where gangs gather.

Those randomly discarded guns and corpses, those weird laughs and screams in the dark, those black stains of dried blood...all the time they tell people who come here that there are boundless hidden things under the bright appearance of this city. Sin and madness, anyone who despises it will be mercilessly swallowed up.

This is where? Maybe someone can guess it just by listening quietly to the citizens' descriptions.

Residents of this city like to use the names of villains they are familiar with to describe this city.

Some people say it looks like Killer Crocodile, because it always engulfs people in the dark, leaving no bone or residue behind. It may only emit a splash or bubble, but no one cares.

Some people say that it is like a double-faced man, because of its ruthless choices, whether it is justice and evil, or order and chaos, it is rotating crazily all the time. Destiny is like a coin, constantly being tossed up and down again, making the human body unable to control itself. .

Some people say it is like a scarecrow, because no matter what kind of sweet dreams you have before, it will suddenly turn into a nightmare, and it will dig out people's deepest fears until it makes people crazy, drives them crazy, and finally wanders around the streets with saliva.

Some people say it looks like a clown, because of this city, it is simply crazy! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Of course, there is a high possibility that this citizen will be violent at the next moment, insert a pencil or a fork into the outsider's eyeball, then open his big ignorant eyes, stretch his neck and curiously inquire about the twitching corpse.

"Why so serious?"

...

As a visitor from another world, he didn't need to ask any of the residents. He only had to raise his head and look at the bright light beams in the night leaving bat-shaped spots on the clouds, and he knew where he was.

"Gotham..."

he murmured.

The next moment, a sudden heavy rain drowned his figure.

The gray rain with a faint sour smell covered everything that I had seen and heard before, covering up all the sins. I could only hear the sound of rushing and feel the coldness from my heart.

But the coldness didn't come from the rain. He was fully armed, and both his head and body were covered by sophisticated metal armor.

A full-covering mask and helmet, the whole body from the neck down is wrapped in fine mail, and the chest, shoulders, and limbs are covered with another layer of armor-like shoulder pads. All of this tells him that at this moment, He is no longer an ordinary person.

He was an ordinary person, living a simple life that was not worth mentioning.

He is said to be a night warehouse manager, but he is actually a security guard. He is not the kind of tall, strong, and intimidating person at first glance, but he is young and has some courage.

"What about the process? Why did I come here? I don't remember."

He stretched out his hand to hold his forehead, but the thick tactical gloves completely cut off the touch and temperature of the helmet.

Indeed, as a young man, he had seen things like time travel in various literary and artistic works.

In the novel, he has seen people who traveled through time when their computers exploded, people who choked on their food, people who were hit while trying to save others, and people who fell into the toilet when going to the toilet. But why did he do it?

He looked into the distance through the rain curtain, trying his best to shift his attention away from the bat symbol. He just stared aimlessly at the dark clouds on the horizon, trying to remember.

The neon lights on countless high-rise buildings became hazy in the rain and fog, and everything seemed so unreal.

He only remembered that he came home from get off work and responded to a call from a junior high school classmate to invite him to a wedding.

Then...played with the computer for a while? The worn-out laptop makes a tractor-like sound when the power is pressed.

Yes, he likes those fantasy worlds, which allow him to temporarily forget the monotonous life in reality.

There were no explosions or strange lights or sounds in my memory. I just felt that in a blink of an eye, I was here, standing on the rooftop of the Wayne Building, the tallest building in Gotham City, with the evening breeze blowing inexplicably.

He had been standing blankly in this damn place for five minutes. After gradually accepting this fact, he fell into a daze.

As for who he was, he knew it after he realized that he had traveled to the DC universe. He was bored on duty at night. He read a lot of novels and later became obsessed with American comics.

Because even a small security guard like him has heard other young people in the unit say that "Avengers 2 is good" or "Guardians of the Galaxy is interesting", and some female colleagues said "The King of Shields, Iron Man" Something like that.

He didn't understand it at first.

In order to have a common topic and build a good relationship with his colleagues, he first watched movies on a broken computer. He thought it was good. American blockbusters are exciting.

Later, he took advantage of the WIFI at work to read some comics. Although he was a novice who couldn't tell the difference between Marvel and DC at first, he read more and even memorized the names and names of hundreds of heroes and villains. abilities, and the important stories they are a part of.

Although I only read comics with Chinese versions, it was enough for me to chat with my colleagues.

At this time, his helmet only had a left side of vision. He lowered his head and looked at a small puddle that had formed under his feet. In the circles of ripples, he could just see his current appearance.

A black and yellow half metal helmet, shaped like a hockey mask. There are two slender cloth straps on the back of the head that are flying in the wind and rain, like Rambo's headband. The left eye on the mask is a piece of red. The diamond-shaped eyepiece and the right half of the mask are completely black without any gaps.

He became Deathstroke.

His real name is Slade Joseph Wilson, one of the greatest mercenaries and assassins in the DC universe, a master of strategy and tactics, a master of combat, and a master of all weapons.

He was originally a modified person of the U.S. military, with a brain development level of 90%, just a little worse than the heroine of "Super Body"; he also had physical fitness that exceeded the peak of human beings, and the self-healing ability that can heal most wounds.

Later, because the commander betrayed his friend, the friend was captured by the enemy. Although Deathstroke rescued his comrades and fought his way out of the siege, he inevitably fell out with the military, causing him to become a mercenary, relying on his super powers to do dirty work and make a living. eat.

The key is that he inherited everything about Deathstroke, except memory... Of course, at least physical memories such as English, driving, and using firearms, he learned it for free.

He was like an outsider, looking at himself shaking on the water from a third-party perspective. Everything he knew about Deathstroke now came from comics.

In fact, at first, he was quite happy when he found out that he had become a person with super powers.

It's great to become Deathstroke. With preparations and plans, and not fearing anyone, even against DC's own son like Batman, he has a winning rate of over 50%.

When he was a villain, he defeated Robin and the Teen Titans. In the recently cleared New 52 comics, he beat Wonder Woman in hand-to-hand combat without Kryptonite, and even escaped from Superman.

But after the initial excitement, he became stressed.

why?

Because Deathstroke is a mercenary and does things for money, no matter what. Therefore, no matter which world he is in, he has offended almost all the superheroes and super villains in the DC universe...helping Penguin deal with Two-Face, helping Two-Face deal with Black Mask, and helping Black Mask deal with Penguin, from time to time. You will also accept tasks to deal with various superheroes.

In Deathstroke's view, there is no difference between superheroes and super villains, only employers and targets. They are all human beings.

No matter who gives you a task, as long as you can make money.

"This is troublesome..."

His name before time travel was Su Ming, and the senior masters at the work unit called him Xiao Ming. Every time he was called that, he always felt that he had made many mistakes. For example, he didn't wash his hands before eating, didn't look at the traffic lights when crossing the road, was late for class, etc. Anyway, he was definitely the one who made the mistakes in the elementary school textbooks.

"First we have to determine which parallel universe of DC this is, and then determine the timeline and where the story is going." He sighed and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but the mask blocked him: "In the DC universe There are many worlds with Gotham and Batman. If it is a movie universe, the upper limit of the world's capabilities is not very high. In the recently released "Justice League" movie, Steppenwolf was beaten like a doll. But if it is a comic universe, no matter Whichever one it is, the danger will be greatly increased..."

"Earth 0, the main world of New 52 comics; Earth 3, the world where all heroes and villains have interchanged identities; Earth 10, the world ruled by NAZI; Earth 38, the initial world of DC comics..."

Su Ming wiped his mask, and the rainwater gathered at his feet like a stream. There was no other clothes in the armor. Now he felt very cold, and his whole body was soaked in water.

But he has never felt that his brain has such clear thinking. He can actually recall the comic world setting that he once only glanced at completely. Is this because of Deathstroke's super brain? But memory should be brought by one's own soul, right?

Now this body is filled with an explosive sense of power, which is also something I have never felt before. It seems that I am possessed by my soul. This is Deathstroke's original body.

The problem is that although Deathstroke has the ability to heal himself, his ability is not strong enough to restore broken limbs, so his right eye will always be blind.

When high-speed regeneration takes effect, it will consume a lot of his physical strength and even make him lose his mind.

Deathstroke is over fifty years old. His son and daughter have become superheroes and they want to kill him at any time. There is also an old immortal father who is a super villain with telekinesis who also wants to kill him.

Fortunately, he was strong enough that they couldn't kill him.

"I am a young man in his twenties, and now he is in his fifties... I finally have a family, but my relationship is not very good..."

Su Ming shook his head helplessly. Deathstroke's ability and intelligence were very strong, but his emotional intelligence was obviously lacking.

"By the way, why did he come here before? Did he receive any mission? He was fully armed, and he must be planning something."

Su Ming gave up and thought about it again. Although his body was now an enhanced one, his habit still made him want to find a place to hide from the rain. Not only because the rain in early spring was too cold, but also because Gotham's industrial pollution was too serious. This rain had A disgusting sour smell that he had never experienced before.

After leaving the edge of the building, he turned around and planned to leave. Although he was carrying a parachute bag, he still took the stairs. He had never paraglided before. It would be funny if he fell to his death.

‘The world-famous mercenary committed suicide by jumping off a building in Gotham City last night, suspected to be related to his emotional entanglement with Batman. ’

Su Ming had already imagined that if he fell to his death, this would be the front page of tomorrow's Gotham Daily. He didn't want to die yet, even if he had traveled through a dangerous world.

Not to mention, he is a pure straight man. Although he does not discriminate against the clown and the bat showing affection every day, he does not want to participate in it at all.