The Death Knell

"Darkseid."

"Death knell."

Su Ming walked into the control room. He didn't look at the strange boxes above his head, and just walked straight in the direction of Darkseid.

The flames in the fire pit jumped and rolled, causing two black shadows to twist on the ground, like snakes crawling across.

The two greeted each other with the same hoarse and gloomy voice.

Even though he knew that the enemy had arrived, the cosmic tyrant still had no intention of turning around, as if he didn't care about anyone: "The death knell of a parallel world is very interesting. Maybe your name is not Slade?"

"The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter at all. You just need to know that I am here, and I am here to negotiate terms with you." Su Ming calmly approached with the giant sword, talking as he walked as if talking about everyday things.

"Ah, human sense of humor." Darkseid turned around with a faint smile on his gray cracked face: "I have fought against the Justice League many times, and humans can always make me laugh. Is it reliable for you to guess a god based on your lack of knowledge? No, that is just your wishful thinking."

"I'm different from them." Su Ming stopped and kept the distance between the two at about 20 meters. He inserted the night sword into the ground with his backhand. Qi knocked on his helmet: "I know everything you want."

Darkseid put his hands behind his back and spread his legs slightly: "I understand your hint, otherwise you would not be my guest and arrive at this place, just because you still have some value. Hand over your memory, exchange you and you The survival of my friends and going to the outside of the universe with me to survive the crisis is the best outcome that a smart person can foresee."

Su Ming also laughed. After passing through the voice changer, the sound sounded like the strange cry of a night owl in the middle of the night.

"Oh, the entire ghost universe belongs to you. If you weren't willing, I wouldn't be able to defeat Cyborg and the other three new gods, because everything in it, whether it is physical rules or time and space, is all under your control. Naturally, I I can guess that you are testing me. If I didn't show anything worthy of your attention, you wouldn't let the situation develop to this point, right?"

Darkseid had an expressionless face and nodded calmly. The energy in the fire pit rose up not far behind him like a giant dragon, illuminating the room in red:

"You are right, Deathstroke, the little trick you and Brainiac have is no secret in front of the Creator God of the Ghost Sector. But you are still useful, so I let you come in front of me, you Now that they have appeared, the three Zhenglian idiots who were transformed before are useless, so what if they are used to test you and then returned to you?"

Su Ming shook his head, sighed helplessly, and said quietly: "So I guess you don't care about the information I showed you, just because you think it will make me think that my plan will succeed. This leads me to negotiate terms with you. But in fact, what you need is not intelligence, not news from outside the multiverse. You have the confidence to face all unknowns. You just want my X metal."

Darkseid still had his hands behind his back, a trace of recognition flashed in his red eyes, but also a little disappointed: "Am I confident? Yes, I believe you are not my opponent. Do I need X metal? Yes, this kind of use I am very interested in making metals from the multiverse. But you are still wrong about something, that is your memories, your secrets, I want everything about you, this is never a multiple choice question."

"How will you know if you don't try? I won't surrender so easily." Su Ming pulled out the sword from the ground and held it in his hands.

"You are indeed not comparable to trash like Cyborg." Darkseid gave Cyborg a very low evaluation: "But just like you said, all the physical constants and all the technology here, including The super-time flow and space position are all determined by my thoughts. You can't resist the power of God. Sepulk, execute the space transfer protocol No. 31."

Darkseid didn't even make a move, he just said a word to the super energy network composed of strange boxes, and everything around him changed instantly.

It was no longer the control center shrouded in red light, no longer the cold and dark world of Sepurk. Within a few tenths of a second, everyone came to a place where birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

Here there are green trees, luxuriant grass, birds chirping and flying through the sky, and the stream not far away is tinkling.

Darkseid's heavy footsteps stepped on the green grass, leaving two deep depressions. He raised his head and looked at the sky. Sepulk hung in the distant sky like the sun.

The red Ω mark is reflected on each side of the giant star, and the energy of this polyhedron is being transmitted to every part of the ghost universe through a network-like structure.

"Spatial ability? It's really good." Su Ming just said lightly, without any surprise at the changes in the environment around him.

Since it has been guessed that Darkseid is the creator god in the ghost universe, Su Ming will not be surprised if he shows any abilities. On the contrary, Su Ming also knows that these abilities of Darkseid are actually through What technology achieves is even more relaxing.

"So what?" Darkseid is not in a hurry. As long as he is in this universe, he has endless time to play with Deathstroke: "Sepurk, activate the hyper-time flow and reverse the planet's one hundred thousand years."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything around him changed. The beautiful forest that everyone was in instantly turned into a piece of rubble floating in space.

"Hypertime flow, a layer in the Speed ​​Force plane, but this doesn't scare me either. I don't know if you have noticed, but I have the Flash in my team."

Su Ming tilted his head behind him, and Barry, who got the hint, took a step forward, stood side by side with Deathstroke, and patted his chest.

Darkseid shook his head, showing rare patience: "You don't think I can't see it, do you? All the people behind you are actually phantoms made of energy. I can feel the strangeness that belongs to you. Energy, so this can’t be hidden from me. I guess those people from the Justice League are still outside the ghost universe at this time, in that small space station.”

"Oh, I really can't hide it from you?"

Su Ming sighed, and Barry beside him disappeared like a phantom.

This is the cosmic energy application method he has mastered at Marvel. Creating some energy clones and changing their appearance is also a necessary condition for becoming the 'Lord of Shadow Stream'.

Darkseid raised his chin, and a pair of red eyes calmly scanned the location of the dissipated phantom, and then looked at the other phantoms standing behind Deathstroke.

Their expressions were very numb, and Deathstroke must have lost control of them at this time.

Before, they behaved very realistically. Whether it was speech, behavior, or personal habits, they were exactly the same as real people.

However, with such close contact, Darkseid immediately felt the flow of energy on their bodies and instantly distinguished the true from the false.

The energy of Death Knell in another world is very rare. Darkseid has never seen it before, but it is impossible for him to let all teammates present have the same energy, let alone an orangutan inside.

Then the answer is very simple, these are energy projections, and many people can do this.

But when facing him, there were still people who dared to pull out such little tricks, and even deceived him for a while, causing Darkseid to look at Deathstroke.

But it was just a glance. He still put his hands behind his back and continued the previous topic:

"Actually, I'm curious why my brother didn't come to face me in person, but asked you to come, so I have a guess, does he not want to come? Or can't come? Or...everything before Is it all your acting?"