The Death Knell

"So this is it...dark, my cousin is really too dark, but I like it, jie jie jie..."

While everyone looked at Damian like a madman, Wade kept talking to the wall beside him, as if he had obtained some information from the void. When he looked at Damian again, his eyes changed.

He squatted down on his own initiative, his eyes on the mask curved into a crescent shape: "Damian, right? I'm Wade Wilson, codenamed Deadpool, but you can just call me Uncle Wade, don't be nervous, don't Hearing the last name Wilson makes me nervous. The Batarangs with narcotics in your sleeves have no effect on me. Believe me, I have taken every brand of sleeping pills on the market."

"You are from another world, because your smell is so unique. As soon as you smell it, you will be able to tell by the smell just like you found rotten rotten eggs in a cake shop."

Although Damian was merciless, he was still calm compared to his teammates behind him, and he didn't even move to cover his nose.

"Is this DC's sense of humor? What? Is this a JoJo metaphor? Is that so..." Wade turned to ask a few questions to the non-existent audience, and then turned his head back. He took out a screaming chicken doll from his pocket and gave it to Damian: "The feeling when I see you... is like being hit by ripples in the brain! Is this right? I am another A cousin of Deathstroke, you can take this toy as a greeting gift, bye, uncle is going to the cafeteria to eat now."

Harley touched Damian's hair and whispered something to Deadpool. The two of them slipped away in another direction without waiting for Barry to come back.

Damian held the little yellow chicken made of rubber in his hand, and in his ears he could vaguely hear Harley and Deadpool talking in low tones, talking about hanging, being cut into pieces, drowning in their own blood, etc. , it doesn’t sound like the way ingredients are processed.

But Damian didn't want to go into details. Harley's presence here meant that the death knell was also there, the man who was probably his father...

He clenched his fists and screamed from the Screaming Chicken in his hand, then threw it to the 'Smash' behind him.

"You go to the cafeteria to eat, and I'm going to find the death knell from another world. His cousin seems to know me very well and is very close to me. This is wrong."

Emiko raised objections and looked into Damian's eyes: "We are going with you. We can't let you get along with Deathstroke alone. Even if Deathstroke in another world behaved like a good person before, he is Deathstroke after all. Maybe It’s laying out the ultimate dark plan that no one can understand.”

"I don't think it's possible." The daughter of the violent wolf with dark circles shook her head: "Deathstroke is a mercenary. If he receives money from the Justice League, he will do his best in the mission."

"We're not talking about other mercenaries but death knells. Death knells who will kill their employers if they don't like what they want."

Emiko's face was serious, but she actually had selfish motives, because her brother, that so-and-so, was now gone after being transformed by this death knell.

Billy Wu patted his belly, which was very elastic. He grinned: "Okay, if Deathstroke is really that bad, shouldn't Batman have noticed it already? Since the Justice League chose to cooperate with him, That means it’s okay, I trust Batman unconditionally, right? Damian?”

Spiral Bomb, this fat blue man who has been transformed by alien technology is a representative of great wisdom and foolishness. Although he is not very old, he is very mature in dealing with the world.

There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the Hall of Justice. Is it too long to say bad things about Deathstroke here?

The Batman of his own earth is no longer in the main universe, and the Batman of another world are actually not very trusted on Earth 0 after the metal incident. Everyone is secretly guarding against their sudden laughter.

Then just think about it and you can guess who is sitting in the main control room. Who else could it be but Deathstroke? It can’t be Neptune, right? That's really hilarious...

Anyway, Billy Wu chose not to offend anyone, he was just an innocent fat boy.

Damian stepped forward and walked along the path Harley and the others came from: "It's up to you, but don't interrupt when I'm talking to him. This is an order."

"It's here again, the captain's order."

Sui Zhan said sarcastically, like her biological father Baolang, she was also an old Onmyoji.

"Say less and we need to be united."

The djinn quickly pulled her hand, signaling to stop irritating Damian. Although he didn't care most of the time, what if this was the last straw that broke the camel's back and made him go crazy?

Suiya held the giant spirit's hand and nodded obediently, a suspicious blush flashed across his face.

.....................

The door to the main control room opened, and the back figure appeared in front of Damian. Except that there were no two pointed ears on the top of the head above the back of the chair, and the lights were not that dim, everything was almost like being in the Batcave. of reproduction.

Yes, there is a butler standing not far from the back.

Damian took a breath and walked slowly into the room, quietly watching Deathstroke answer the call for help and then deal with one thing after another.

The more he observed, the more specific Damian's guess became. It was so similar. Most of the time, this Deathstroke's ideas for dealing with problems were exactly the same as his own, but his tactics were more sophisticated.

Gazing across the screens, and then at the smiling butler standing upright next to him, Damian paid a little attention to the stranger. His etiquette and demeanor were more aristocratic than Alfred's, and he seemed unfathomable.

He discovered that with the appearance of the Death Knell this time, more and more strangers had entered Earth 0. What exactly happened?

Deathstroke definitely had a plan, but he couldn't see anything. And the relationship between myself and him, the more I think about it, the more suspicious it becomes.

There were more and more mysteries, and he frowned for a moment.

"Why are you here?" When Da Mi came back to his senses, Deathstroke was speaking with his back to him, and nothing could be heard in his tone.

"Not long ago, the violent wolf came to us. He wanted to snatch Shaozhi away. Luther gave him a small toy, which made us work hard to get it. This time, we came back to apply for some supplies and treat him."

Damian replied calmly, and at the same time took a few steps forward, stood next to the chair and looked at the monitor, which could display every corner of the earth and what every hero in the field was doing.

"Batman gave me the command of Zhenglian, so I agree to your application. However, after treatment, you will stay here to rest for one night before going out." Su Ming tapped a few buttons and switched the content displayed on the screen. .

"Why?" Damian disagreed with this arrangement. Others were working outside to help the earth, so it was impossible for him to rest.

"There is no reason, this is my decision." Deathstroke replied, turning to look at Damian, and then continued to work: "You have no right to ask why, and Batman will never answer why in the past."

"..." Damian turned and left: "I refuse, Teen Titans, let's go."

"I'm going to deal with matters in the magical world tonight, and the Legion of Destruction and Laughter may take the opportunity to attack, and it's not safe outside." Just when the door opened again and Damian was about to walk out, Deathstroke suddenly explained.

He still didn't look back, and his voice was very low. He didn't know who he was talking to.

Damian paused for a moment, an expression of relief flashed across his face. He seemed to understand something, and then he took the people away.

"I understand, please be safe."