The Death Knell

The fighting prowess displayed by Deathstroke and the others undoubtedly opened the eyes of the members of the Monster Hunter team.

Whether it is Deathstroke or Monaco, they are not on the same level as me at all. Are they really human beings?

The monsters in the rainforest retreated, and after the leader died, their fear once again made the beasts follow their instincts and choose to leave. Although the smell of blood in the camp was tempting, the obviously more powerful predators still stayed here, and they had no chance to separate. A cup of soup.

There are giant bee swarms and huge poisonous frogs in the wilderness. They should have known that black and yellow creatures are not easy to mess with. This warning color is synonymous with danger in natural evolution.

Now, the dead leaders have proven this once again. They have to go back to their lairs and choose the next leader.

Listening to the rustling sound getting further and further away, the little yellow dots in the forest were extinguished one by one. The black girl, princess, and explorer who had just ran to the shack were all stunned until they were awakened again by the sound of the death knell.

"Is there what you are looking for here?"

Ulysses shook his head. He had been rummaging through the suspected chief's big house for a long time. Except for some uniquely shaped bones and wood, he didn't see anything valuable.

There is no gold, no gems, this tribe has no concept of currency at all, and human flesh is probably the hard currency here.

"I found a small fossil. I don't know what kind of animal it is. It has archaeological value, but it may not be valuable."

Su Ming stretched out his hand: "Show it to me and Monaco."

"Give."

Ulysses took out the fossil from his backpack. It was a small skull fragment. It was not heavy and smelled quite bad.

"Monak, what do you think?" Su Ming asked the mage for his opinion.

Monaco also took out the pipe and slowly filled it with tobacco: "There is no magic fluctuation, no energy reaction, no curse or divine power, this is just an ordinary stone."

Su Ming had a similar point of view. This was not the totem he was looking for.

Also, a powerful item like the Ancient God Totem cannot exist in such a small tribe.

If he read it correctly, this was a dragon bone fossil. What kind of dragon it was, it would have to be analyzed by professionals.

He returned the fossil to Ulysses: "I can introduce you to the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York through the network. If you want to sell it, their price should be okay. Although they prefer oil paintings and sculptures, the dinosaur project has not been fully developed in recent years." It’s quite popular.”

"Thank you." Ulysses was in a good mood. After all, something worthy of being sent to a museum can be worth thousands of dollars at least.

The key is reputation. Being an explorer is very useful because it represents more sponsors and authority.

It finally opened. After coming to the wilderness for so many years and finding nothing, he opened it as soon as the death knell came. How could this be a childhood nightmare? What a blessing!

"But if you want to take those frozen dinosaur carcasses back and sell them, I'm afraid there will be some trouble later." Deathstroke reminded again.

"Forget it, the fossils are easy to explain, and there is no need for complete dinosaurs." Ulysses did not get carried away.

Su Ming nodded. This was a wise choice. Then he looked at Zawadi, who was breathing heavily next to Blood Stone. It could be seen from her dark little face that she probably wasn't very lucky either.

After all, she is a real African.

Sure enough, she just shrugged when she faced Deathstroke's gaze, sighed and inserted the spear into the ground. This tribe is still in the primitive Stone Age, and the stone tools here are relatively simple granite products. There are no traces of iron ore or copper, let alone vibranium.

Su Ming patted her shoulder as a comfort, then turned his eyes to Namora and then away.

Regardless of whether the girl asked, she found some small fragments from the savage's house, all of which were flowers and plants, which may be the origin of ancient medicine.

"It seems that except for Ulysses, no one has any satisfactory results, but it doesn't matter. The wilderness is very vast. There are thousands of tribes with different levels of civilization here. They will always find good things." Death Knell pinched After extinguishing the cigarette butt and putting it away, Strangler reappeared the lower half of his visor: "Let's go to the next tribe and pick a bigger one this time."

Although Ulysses was happy, after all, he only had to clean up the battlefield after the battle and it was so relaxing that he didn't have to work hard, but he still had some questions.

"But we don't know the way, how can we find the next tribe?"

Su Ming smiled and pointed at him with his hand, and slowly walked towards the open space in the tribe: "This is a good question. I once told you that we should enslave a tribe and let them find roads for us. This statement is still valid and routine. Your thinking makes you think that only the living can be enslaved, but from today on, remember... death is just the beginning."

He raised a fist, and one finger of the gauntlet gradually melted away, revealing a black ring.

As it emits a dark and mysterious black light, the cold and dead breath seems to instantly grab everyone's breath. This invisible energy permeates the surroundings, making the air become extremely heavy.

The savages on the ground who had been dismembered by the Deathstroke seemed to be controlled by invisible hands. Their corpses slowly floated up, and their body parts were assembled together.

Regardless of whether they lost their heads or were cut in half, they all returned to their original state with bursts of black light. Green flames flowed from their eyes, and they lined up neatly in front of everyone in silence.

Those flames melted away their eyes, but they were able to express emotions just like the eyes. Everyone could see that the souls of these savages were filled with confusion and fear.

Su Ming looked back at the people behind him. Xiao Ka had no expression on his face, Monaco covered his head with a look of helplessness, and the others were surprised and uncertain.

But this is the effect he wants. After all, there are many indescribable things in the wilderness. Instead of letting monster hunters and others be shocked and unable to move when they see them in the future, it is better to start adapting to them first.

"This is eternal slavery."

Ulysses woke up from his dream at this time, with a smile on his face, because the facts told him that his childhood nightmare was still a nightmare today, just like his dead father was still his father.

"Would it be too... cruel to let the undead work for us?" Namora seemed a little bit unbearable. It was one thing to kill others in battle, but even the enemy's corpse was left behind afterward. Don't let it go, she originally wanted to say evil.

Su Ming very calmly asked the savages to stand at attention and then answered her question: "Whether it's black magic or white magic, good magic is easy to use and cheap. My Kama Taj recognizes it." This principle will not affect key choices because of worldly vision."

Zawadi returned to normal the fastest again. Facing the scene of the resurrection of the dead, she was just surprised and recovered quickly.

After all, she comes from Wakanda, a country that believes in the existence of souls. They believe that the souls of the dead live with the Panther God on its savannah, so Deathstroke just dragged the souls of these savages back to their homeland. in the body.

It's not clear how to do it, but it's not incomprehensible.

Besides, Africa is also the origin of voodoo. Wakanda does not follow the magic route, which does not mean that their neighboring countries do not have powerful witch doctors, and voodoo corpses are not strange to her.

Namora actually just said that. As an Atlantean, she may have the deepest understanding of the law of the jungle among the team, because in the sea, just like in the wilderness, only the weak eat the strong.

Sharks will not stop eating you just because you are old and weak, not to mention that there are even more terrifying sea monsters and the dependents of the old rulers, all of whom live in the oceans of the earth.

So she was satisfied with the answer, and felt that although these savages were smelly and ugly, since Deathstroke thought they could still be used, let's use them.

Every natural cut was black. Looking at Namora who ran to stab the belly of the living corpse with a small wooden stick, Su Ming also sighed. He clapped his hands and used a ring to stop these savages who were standing still. Down.

With the black light ring as a means, it is not difficult to communicate between the dead and himself. He can speak English or Chinese to these living corpses, there is no difference.

"Who knows in which direction the other tribes closest to here are?"

The living corpses looked at him blankly without any expression. Su Ming patted his forehead. Well, these savages didn't understand what the tribe meant.

So he changed his words again: "Where are the animals like you?"

Sure enough, it worked this time. The savages raised their hands and pointed in different directions. They were in a mess. They still had their own blood and internal organs on them. The scene was like purgatory on earth.

"Which side is the closest?"

The apes finally pointed to the depths of the jungle, in the direction of the sunrise.

The sunrise and sunset in the wild continent are simulated by Nuvali technology and are not affected by the earth's extreme day and night. At this time, the time is approaching dusk, and the darkness in the rain forest is even deeper.

Su Ming thought for a while and said to the other people: "It's getting dark. Why don't you stay here for the night? I'll let these corpses be guarded."

"How can I sleep now? It hasn't been a few hours since I woke up." Monaco leaned on his cane and held a pipe in his mouth: "Although it is inappropriate for us humans to move at night, as long as there is With enough lighting, the beasts will only become more afraid of us.”

"Come on, I'm not sure whether the beasts here are afraid of fire." Although Su Ming agreed with the Magic Prince, he still wanted to challenge him: "If it's the same as that piranha flower, then there's something to play with. .”

A black line seemed to fall on Monaco's forehead: "Can't you just let go of that topic? I don't think the life spreaders are crazy enough to implant the genes of ancient giant moths into any animals here to make them phototaxis at night. Bar?"

"Then who can say for sure? You have to know that after they went crazy, they conducted fusion experiments with alien species. Have you ever heard of an alien moth that loves to eat human clothes and uses humans as its birth bed? ?”

Su Ming said serious jokes and walked into the rain forest with a few people and the zombie army behind him.

Monaco was even more helpless. He scratched his beard and said, "I have never heard of such a lecherous moth in so many dimensions. It's just a story made up by fancy magazines."

"Yes, humans can make things up, don't you think life spreaders can't think of it? Mental patients have very broad ideas."

Deathstroke drew out his machete and chopped down trees to clear the way, and answered lightly.

Monaco was stunned, and suddenly felt that what Deathstroke said made sense. No one really knew what the mind of a life diffuser would be like, so he expressed his heartfelt emotion.

"Damn it!"