The Death Knell

Anti-vibration gold is just one of the most worthless secrets in the Savage Continent, at least to Su Ming. He has two weapons made of divine gold and n metal, as well as x metal and Olympus. Divine power enchantment does not require any anti-vibranium.

The Savage Continent itself is more valuable as a plane.

After a while of silence, Ulysses took the lead in picking up the mineral water brought by Deathstroke and boiling it, ready to make instant noodles.

"I won't leave. After coming here for so many years, it would be too embarrassing to go back empty-handed. I want to create the greatest archaeological discovery in human history."

Zawadi also picked up a roasted quail, tore off a leg and stuffed it into her mouth. She had not tasted the flavor of spices for a long time, and she even burst into tears and said vaguely:

"I won't leave either. As a warrior, there is no reason to retreat. Wakanda! Buddha loves me!"

The druid looked at the two of them with a puzzled look. He seemed to hate this place more than anyone else before, but now he doesn't want to leave when he has the chance. What's wrong with this? Got Stockholm Syndrome from being tortured by this plane?

But he looked at Makari, who had a hole in his chest, and at Namora, who was talking nonsense in the bar. He smiled and shook his head.

"Since everyone is not leaving, then I will also..."

"No, you have to leave." Deathstroke interrupted him, and the red one-eye on the mask flashed in the cave.

"???"

The Druid looked like a black question mark. Now that everyone has to work together to fight again, what does it mean if he leaves alone?

"You eat something first, and I'll ask Cloak to take you home to take a shower and sleep, and then you go to SHIELD to report to Howard. I got you a job as a SHIELD consultant, and you go keep an eye on them. , don’t let them play with mysterious things anymore. Recently I also heard that a manuscript of Sithorne’s grimoire "Dark Grasp" is circulating on the earth. Go check it out."

Su Ming didn't give him any time to hesitate, and he was immediately overwhelmed by a large number of orders.

"Why me?" Druid was a little innocent. He didn't like to be involved in politics.

Deathstroke had already prepared the answer, and now he came up with it at his fingertips: "You are a generous and decent person. You can represent the image of Kama Taj and cooperate with other forces. Naturally, you are the only one suitable."

The druid thought about other archmages that could be sent.

Hamill cherishes words like gold and looks like an iceberg, which is really not suitable for communication. Mordo, on the other hand, was wearing a black leather suit with a happy expression on his face, which was not very appropriate either. Monaco is simply not a member of Kamal Taj. Although he can usually help, it is always unreasonable to represent Kamal Taj externally.

Casillas and Wang are considered the best of the younger generation, at least better than Leonid, but they have not yet passed the exam for the title of archmage. Their strength may be enough, but they lack knowledge and have unstable personalities.

Therefore, Druid could not find any loopholes in Deathstroke's order, and he was really the most suitable candidate.

"I understand, Master, but my teammates..."

Druid looked at the good teammates he had gotten along with over the years and was still worried.

"Don't worry, I have a plan. Casillas will take your place and provide magic protection for this team. Besides, Monaco and I will be here for a while, and there will be no problems."

Su Ming waved to Xiaoka. Casillas raised his hand by the fire and took off his mask. He showed a shallow smile from the shadow under the hood and said hello to everyone.

The monster hunters felt as if the smell of snakes in the cave was stronger, but they still nodded in kind.

The druid had no problem. He picked up a can of rice pudding from the ground, sighed, and waved goodbye to everyone: "Everyone has heard that I have a new appointment, so I will go back and prepare now. Goodbye. friends."

Having been together day and night for a long time, Druid felt sad when facing the separation, so he decided that the long-term pain was better than the short-term pain. He left immediately to save himself from crying on the spot at his old age and humiliating Kama Taj. .

"Master Druid..."

Ulysses looked at him affectionately. These years of experience had made their friendship stronger. The corners of his mouth were squirming up and down like a caterpillar, and there was moisture in his eyes.

He wanted to give a touching farewell, something more heartfelt.

However, at the same time, the cloak behind the death knell rolled up the druid sideways like a burrito, and disappeared into the cave with a swish, and the strong wind brought by it made the bonfire dim for a while.

Three seconds later, the cloak returned, stretched in mid-air, and then moved back behind Deathstroke, but the Druid disappeared.

"Huh? What did you want to tell Druid just now? I can tell him."

Monaco raised his head and asked curiously. He was trying to use magic to wake up Namora, at least so that she could take a bath by herself.

His black magic is effective on souls and can awaken unconscious people. This is a necromancy spell that a pure white mage like a druid has not mastered.

The corner of Ulysses' mouth twitched. How could he still be in emotion after being interrupted by the death knell?

His only feeling now was recalling the fear of being dominated by the death knell. He was still weak and helpless, as if he were still the child shivering in his crib.

"No, it's okay..."

Su Ming distributed some more food to the two of them, nodded with satisfaction, and turned to ask the moustache mage: "How are the conditions of our wounded?"

"This Atlantis girl is just dehydrated. Wait for me to wake her up and let her figure it out on her own. As for that man, he is seriously injured and his healing speed is too slow. You see, there are wounds around him. Maggots."

Monaco is not a doctor. He can only talk about the current situation from the perspective of a mage. If Holloway was here, he might be able to perform an operation on the patient or something.

Su Ming pinched his chin and looked at Makari on the other side of the fire.

At a quick glance, his red tight-fitting uniform looks a bit like The Flash, except that the two small lightning bolts on Barry's hood are decorated on both sides of his head, which are earphones and walkie-talkies.

There are two small wings on Makari's hood, which are still above the forehead, located at the eyebrows. Who knows what they are used for.

Does it mean that one is elated?

By the way, Karma Taj has really never been a test subject of the Eternals. Should he be sent to the London Temple and handed over to Merlin for study?

"Is the injury so severe? Why not... amputate the limb from the neck down."

After making up his mind, Deathstroke began to talk nonsense again. Whether the injury of the person with self-healing ability was serious or not was just a matter of understanding what people with knowledge of the matter would say.

"Wait a minute! If you amputate the limb below the neck, wouldn't that person be dead?!"

Ulysses stretched out his hand like Alkan. He was really afraid that the cloak would instantly cut off Macari's head just like it had taken away the Druid.

Su Ming looked like an old man, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Hey, don't worry, I just said that there is no good way to deal with it here. It doesn't mean that it can't be cured by sending it to the outside world. You agree with me. Will he be sent out for treatment?"

Ulysses breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the black girl warrior Zawadi for advice.

She paused as she put the roasted quail in her mouth, thinking carefully. She knew that this kind of injury could be treated in Wakanda, and Kama Taj shouldn't be a problem.

So she nodded to the team leader: "I agree, Makari does need more professional help and care now."

Just like what Master Monaco said, Makali's chest is full of maggots, and staying here is irresponsible for his life.

"Then it's settled, please, Supreme Mage." Although Ulysses relied heavily on Macari as a human shield, he was not so stubborn that he forced his teammates to stay here for the treasure.

"You're welcome. You are Druid's teammates, and naturally you are also friends of Karma Taj." Su Ming sat cross-legged by the bonfire and threw the few pieces of smelly meat into the fire pit to burn: "Cloak, give me this The injured man went to the Sanctuary in London and told the Naughty Master, who asked him to 'work out the best treatment plan' for the gentleman."

The cloak that had eaten a staff on the Washington Bridge was now very energetic. It rolled up Macari again very obediently and flew away.

Namora also woke up at this time, and she said that she could bathe in fresh water instead of sea water to regain her strength.

So Su Ming handed the God Killer into the hands of the strangled tentacles and asked him to dig a large bath deep in the cave, and asked Monaco to use magic to turn some water out and fill the bath.

While she was taking a bath, several people were eating and waiting around the campfire. To be precise, three people were watching two starving ghosts eating.

But they ate so deliciously, the instant noodles and ham sausage tasted like top-notch delicacies. Even though the three of them had eaten pasta before setting off, they all felt a little hungry now.

Su Ming asked Xiaoka and Monaco to continue eating while he folded his arms and watched.

The original monster hunter team now only has three simple guys left. Although their strength has dropped greatly, they are more useful.

Deathstroke took over the command unceremoniously and explained part of his plan while they were eating and bathing.

"When we entered here, we recorded the spatial locations of regular entrances and exits. No matter what we find, we can transport it by building fixed portals there in the future. So this is a very meaningful operation. Even if this rainforest is destroyed Cutting and transporting the wood and selling it can also make a lot of money.”

Ulysses smiled bitterly. Was the Mage Supreme a former treasure hunter?

Noticing his expression, Su Ming continued: "Of course, this is just an analogy. If the trees from the Jurassic or Permian were really sold as timber, it would be a loss. My goal is something more valuable. Everything you want is available here and at your fingertips.”

He looked at Ulysses: "For example, gold and lost technology."

Then he looked at Zawadi: "For example, vibranium."

The two of them were stunned. Deathstroke said what they longed for most in one sentence. The question was, how did he know?

Su Ming observed their expressions and made sure they were interested before continuing his speech.

"Then let's negotiate a deal..."