The Death Knell

"Well, it looks like things have changed, Luther."

The three figures, all in tatters and still steaming, returned to the Divinity through the transmitted light beam. The mothership of Perpetua stayed in the aphotic zone somewhere in the Creation Galaxy, quietly. Not angry at all.

Luther, who was typing on the keyboard in front of the console, turned around, his smooth head glowing.

"It looks like you are all hurt?"

"We encountered a surprise attack by a magic army, a whole fucking army!" The yellow fur on Leopard Girl's body was a little burnt, and the red blood was stained on it, making the wounds look wet: "We are executing you The assigned task was to go to the parallel world to cause trouble for the incarnation of justice, but you didn’t mention that there would be an army of sorcerers following behind us.”

Her injuries didn't seem serious because she still had the strength to fight Luther.

"Oh." Luther responded, turned around and pressed a series of buttons on the console: "Cersei? We have to talk, Circe? Are you there?"

The answer is of course no, not even Luther's communication device can lock Circe's position, although it couldn't be done before. Circe would disrupt the signal through witchcraft, but not now.

As if talking to an air full of silver moonlight...

"No need to try, he's not Circe's." Sinestro's body was also in tatters, and the meticulously combed back hair in the past seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the thorns exploded randomly: "We encountered a dark and dangerous situation. The joint team of the Shadow Pact Team, the Victory Seven Warriors, the Shadow Bureau and some free men, and more than thirty spellcasters are chasing the three of us. We... it’s too difficult!”

Sinestro was speechless for a moment, and in the end he could only conclude that it was too difficult.

Originally, Leopard Girl's speed and Grodd's mind control were very effective against spell casters. However, the opponent's Black Alice was too strong. After completely copying their abilities, the other spell casters were Like beating up a drowned dog, he bombarded the three with all kinds of magic.

If Sinestro's ultraviolet light ring could not be imitated, and could also manifest a cannon fodder monster to cover the three people's escape, and Grodd's stasis power could still be used, I am afraid that the three people would have revealed their whereabouts at that time.

The most despicable one is Bobo, the orangutan detective. He hides behind a group of magicians and jumps up and down. The three of them come up with some counterattack plans but all are discovered. Moreover, I really don’t know how an orangutan can talk so much trash.

Luther stopped what he was doing. He closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then frowned: "So, our incompetent ally is finished? When did it happen?"

"I don't know. Although I know some knowledge about Loa and magic props, I am an archaeologist, not a magician."

The leopard girl's yellow eyes revealed a look of helplessness. She, who loves beauty, slowly licked the wound on the back of her hand.

"This is not good news." Luther turned and leaned on the workbench, holding his arms and talking to the three of them: "We have completely lost the position of mysticism. The death knell from another world has taken it. This will undoubtedly affect us. plan of."

The gorilla had the most wounds because he was the largest and slowest of the three, making him a target.

He was sitting in the corner, looking no different from the orangutans in the zoo. He said with some complaints: "You told us that the death knell's stance is like that of a hyena or a vulture. He only values ​​​​the benefits that can be obtained for nothing. Both of us Their interests still overlap, but what about now?"

The big bald man walked over and took out a small instrument to treat the orangutan: "Be calm, my hairy friend, look at this universe, the mark of destruction has risen, and we have achieved success. Maybe my assessment of the death knell is Something went wrong, but it was just a small problem, just another little rock in our way."

"I hope so, I have a bad premonition." Sinestro's mustache trembled, and he pulled out a sharp ice crystal from his belly: "I have told you a long time ago that the person who can master the seven-color light ring at the same time People are absolutely crazy, and crazy people are unpredictable.”

Luther originally had a reserved smile, like a nobleman, but when he heard the word madman, he couldn't help but think of clowns and laughter.

Both of these lunatics made Luther suffer because they acted with no logic at all, as if they were all based on their moods.

But when he thought about the news of the Joker's death in the intelligence and that the laughing virus had been cracked by himself, Luther raised his head again.

So what if you're crazy? In the end, it was me, Luther, who won.

"I'm not targeting you, Sinestro, but you need to understand that the power of emotion is useless in the face of absolute strength. Think of our great goddess, we only need to prepare the prelude before bringing Zhenglian to her In front of us, by that time, no matter whether they are angry, fearful, or still full of hope, they will be crushed by the Mother of Diversity without distinction."

Luther answered Sinestro confidently. Perpetua's strength was the only one he had ever seen in his life and was unparalleled.

Even though he thinks he is the smartest person on earth, in front of the goddess and facing the absolute strength, all his plans are vain.

"Then she needs a good pair of shoes." Leopard Girl retracted her tongue and said quickly: "I know the Justice League. They will not surrender or surrender, they will resist to the end..."

"I know." Luther smiled at her, and then looked at the lightless planet outside the window, with a look of nostalgia on his face: "They just refused to give up hope and the ridiculous way of transcendence, and tried to become a better version of themselves. '? Shit, creatures like humans will not evolve on their own initiative. They must be screened by external forces, and the great beings will arrange the direction for them. This is the road to destruction."

To be precise, it is not evolution, but atavism.

The Predators created by Perpetua were 'existently' split into Martians and Earthlings, and now Luther hopes that humans can change back. Returning to a race that was full of hunger at all times and had endless desire and ambition to develop, this was planned for a great future.

The leopard girl climbed up while holding on to the wall, her tail raised: "We have read your speech many times, and there is no need to memorize it again. I just want to know if I can get the reward I want after it is completed?" the goddess said I will be given a good place in the world that will be reborn after the destruction."

Luther stood up and threw the healing spray gun to Grodd for him to play with. He walked towards the large console: "Of course, in the new future, you will become the queen of the Amazons, and Diana will be you. Your exclusive toy, the new Prometheus, you can take out her intestines or heart and lungs whenever you want, and she will continue to heal herself and endure your endless torture."

The leopard girl licked her lips with satisfaction, and a smile appeared on the cat's face: "I just can't wait."

"What about you? Luther, Leopard can play with her old enemy like a mouse. I can be the only ring bearer and torture Hal Jordan. Grodd can control monsters and animals with his mind, including Barry. Alan...what about yourself? What is your wish?"

Sinestro had never heard of Luther's plans for his future, or what benefits he would gain from the future.

Luther turned around with his hands behind his back and pressed a few buttons on the console: "Me? My journey had just begun at that time. You still don't understand how vast the world outside of diversity is... .”