The Death Knell

The cloak was naturally very fast. When he returned to New York, the city was still sleeping, and Deathstroke took the Magic Prince straight to a manhole cover in a remote alley. The frightened rats and cockroaches quickly hid. Go back under the trash can.

"No, don't talk about going into the sewer again. I just finished soaking in the hot spring."

Monaco watched Su Ming lift the manhole cover and immediately refused.

After finally washing it clean, the hot spring can relax the pores. It is not a good thing to get into the sewer now. The stench will penetrate deep into the skin.

"No, we won't drill today." Su Ming shook his head and motioned for him to relax: "We're just waiting for someone."

"You said it, if you dare to drag me into the sewer, I will die for you." Monaco patted the sleeves of his suit and pulled the hem of the suit hard to cover his belly.

Su Ming sighed, and heavy breathing came from under the mask: "As for that, when did you still have mysophobia? You have raised so many rabbits, so many that you have to use magic to block your sense of smell."

"Don't worry about those details." Monaco returned Su Ming's previous words intact: "You said you were waiting for someone, where is the person?"

Su Ming tilted his head and motioned Monaco to look aside: "It's right next to us."

After being reminded by the death knell, Monaco saw two bugs on the side through the faint light of the street lamp, flying together as if hand in hand.

It's strange that even if the Magic Prince is well-informed, he can't tell whether it's the neon lights on the main street that color them, or whether there are real red and black bugs with long limbs.

"Okay, Dr. Pym, Ms. Janet, the circus performance time is over. Why don't you return to normal size and talk to us?" Su Ming clapped his hands as if watching some kind of performance, probably because of the Wasp. Dragging Ant-Man's hands to fly in the sky, his movements are a bit like a trapeze.

The kind where one person hangs upside down on a swing and the other does an alley-oop.

But no one responded, there was only a buzzing sound in the air.

Su Ming pouted. Could it be that these two people were fainted by the smell of sewers and couldn't think straight now?

But speaking of it, these two people were really insects. After wandering in the sewer for so long, a manhole was opened in the direction they were going, allowing them to see the dim light of the street lamp, and the two people flew out as expected.

To be honest, there are some problems with the biological design of the Wasp. Janet must shrink herself so that the two pairs of wings can grow, but she cannot use her wings in her normal body.

Until Pym's daughter became the second-generation Wasp, and the wings were integrated into the new uniform instead of implanted in the back, that was considered normal.

"You may not be familiar with me, but the man next to me is a World War II hero, Captain America's teammate, and the Prince of Magic. With his guarantee, you can rest assured."

Su Ming pointed to Monaco beside him and motioned for them to relax.

Monaco finally understood why Deathstroke didn't bring Xiao Wang. It turned out that he wanted to use him to brush his face.

Also, the invasion team has been disbanded, Namor is unknown at the bottom of the sea, Steve and Bucky are wandering, the Human Torch is borrowed by the British, and Holloway fakes his death and escapes.

Isn't it true that the only person who is still active on the surface now is the Magic Prince?

Even if Monaco sees through Deathstroke's plan, there is nothing he can do to dismantle him now. He can only hope that these two little bugs will not be tortured too hard by the Supreme Mage. Anyway, he is definitely not here to help them in vain.

So the Magic Prince adjusted his tie and showed the greasy smile of a middle-aged warm man: "Yes, I am the Magic Prince Monaco, hello."

In fact, Ant-Man and the Wasp were just stunned by Deathstroke, because the warrior in this urban legend called them by their real names.

Pym thought that his secret identity was kept secret before, but it turned out that Janet had known it for a long time, and now Deathstroke also obviously knew it. This made him think about how many people knew it, and he didn't react for a while.

It wasn't until Monaco spoke that Pim came back to his senses and pressed the button on the gloves with Janet, returning to normal human size, as if he suddenly appeared from mid-air.

"Uh, hello, um, my secret identity..."

"Miss Janet." Su Ming shook hands with Janet and patted the back of her hand: "I am deeply sorry for what happened to your father. He is a great scientist and a very good father. My condolences."

Not to mention it was okay, Janet started sobbing again as soon as she heard this, and Monaco, who was confused, followed suit and comforted her.

"Well, my secret identity..." Pim raised his hand to interrupt the communication between several people.

Deathstroke seemed not to hear his words at all, and kept holding Janet's hand: "He is a good man. I initially speculate that someone harmed him, so I am preparing to avenge him with Monaco."

"Really?"

Janet wiped her tears, and her heart was filled with emotion. After all, whether it was Deathstroke or the Magic Prince, these two people were definitely her elders. Each of the masked men who had participated in World War II was a more experienced senior.

Her father had never mentioned these two people. Her knowledge of them was limited to old newspapers, but now they took the initiative to help. This is what a veteran hero does.

"Ahem, about my secret identity..." Pim was still struggling in vain.

"Yes, I have been to the scene and found traces of something escaping into the sewer. It was green and sticky." Su Ming took her hand and shook it up and down, which is how you should comfort the family members of the deceased.

Janet took out a small handkerchief from somewhere and wiped her nose delicately: "We also know, so we have been looking for traces of the monster along the sewer, but unfortunately, we can't find it, wuwuwu... .”

"Secret identity..." Pim knelt down and drew circles on the ground with his fingers.

"Don't worry, the Magic Prince is one of the most powerful magic masters on earth. He will definitely have a way to help you find the murderer of your father, and I will guide you on how to get revenge." Su Ming smiled and patted Monaco on the shoulder. , his tone was full of pride.

Monaco's smile froze for a moment. Didn't he agree to deal with some God-Slayer? Why did he suddenly become a sewer monster?

But seeing Janet crying so miserably, he didn't raise any objections, but patted his chest and agreed to the matter.

Of course, I didn't forget to glare at Su Ming. He didn't pay the cost of co-authoring the spell, so he commanded people without any psychological burden.

"Huh, I thought the 'magic' in the Magic Prince's code name was an adjective, meaning wonderful and magical... Is there really magic?" Janet's attention was diverted, and she didn't notice it. Pim bent forward in frustration.

This is indeed the case in the old newspapers. Namor's face is always covered, and the government has been vague about the magical prince's abilities.

They cannot let the people know about the existence of the magical world, because the power beyond common sense will cause great changes in social classes, not only shake their rule, but also may cause delusion and chaos.

Therefore, although Monaco has a face in the photos in those news, he is either in the corner or on the edge, and his deeds are brushed aside.

Su Ming let go of her hand very kindly and led the two of them out of the alley: "Of course, the world is so big, you should go and see it. Do you know that I am also the Supreme Mage? Let me tell you a story Bar......"

Seeing his girlfriend leaving with two old heroes for some unknown reason, Pim felt like crying. He originally wanted to debut as a partner with Janet, but now they have died? And his secret identity, who knows? Who is hiding the secrets of the magical world?

He discovered that this world is really full of malice, darkness, too dark.