The Death Knell

After squeezing Star Man to death, Perpetua put his fist back in front of him and opened his palms to look at it.

There was a pool of blood among the stars in the palm of the hand, but compared to a large hand of tens of square meters, the remains looked like what a mosquito had left behind after it died, just a small red dot.

The goddess lowered her head and inhaled sharply through her nostrils, and the diffuse starlight twisted into an invisible object like noodles and penetrated her nostrils.

She immediately closed her eyes comfortably and leaned back on the chair behind her as if she had been hit by a huge force in the front.

After a moment, the burning eyes opened again: "Very good, the thief who stole my power is dead, but his smell is a bit smelly."

Luther smiled and nodded, with a sense of humility and guilt similar to that of a waiter in a small restaurant who provides expired food to guests:

"Mom, he is a hippie. These people always stink, because this is the smell after burning some kind of psychotropic drugs they like. I'm sorry to spoil your appetite. If you want to eat something else, I'll give it to you. You catch him."

"No need." Perpetua blew into the palm of her hand, and the remains of Star Man suddenly turned into powder and flew into the universe. She spread his ashes: "When I took back the energy, I also read I came across some collective memories and found a very interesting place.”

Luther came closer. Even though his head was not as high as the armrest of the throne, he still tried his best to reveal his head:

"Does mother find it interesting?"

"Yes, there is a little thing called Darkseid. He created a bridge that can connect two different multiverses..." The Mother of Diversity held her face and looked at Luther, wanting to hear Listen to what he has to say.

She has been locked in the Origin Wall for too many years. She doesn't know many creatures living in this universe. At this time, she needs someone who can provide answers.

Otherwise, why do you think Luther can stand here so well? Does it really make a difference whether there are four or three coffins under the throne?

The polymath has no love at all, let alone a favorite son. She only sees tools, and tools are only useful or not.

Luther was slightly startled. He recalled the time when he was observing the ghost universe, but was dissuaded by Brainiac.

At that time, he felt that Darkseid was not dead, while Brainiac firmly believed that Darkseid had evaporated like the other New Gods. At that time, due to the lack of effective detection methods, the intervention in the Ghost Universe was suspended.

Because the cause of the ghost universe was the explosion of Brainiac's home planet, Coru, which blasted out all the collectible planets he had stored in jars at once and crowded them into a small star area. The planets interacted and interfered with each other to form The death zone forms a ghost universe that cannot be exited.

Brainiac said there was nothing there, so Luther believed the words of the original owner. Or maybe he didn't study his teammates' property carefully in order to appear more generous.

That's right, Brainiac has repeatedly emphasized that the ghost universe is also his, and no one else is allowed to touch it.

But I didn't expect that now that he has become a throne, even his ghost universe actually belongs to Darkseid, which can be said to be a waste of money and manpower.

However, Luther immediately and respectfully answered his mother's question.

"If it's Darkseid, it's indeed possible to do this. I thought I couldn't see through him before. His planet, Apokolips, was once located in the realm of God outside Limbo. He is a multiverse-level existence. .”

Luther frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head:

"But he shouldn't be a hindrance to our plans. He can be persuaded to join us at the cost of permanently plunging some worlds into darkness."

"What if I said this guy named Darkseid was later defeated by Deathstroke?"

Perpetua leaned on the throne with interest, and all the brilliance in the universe did not affect the brightness of her red dress.

Luther stretched his neck a little, as if he suspected what he heard. After making sure that the goddess would not repeat it, he fell into silence. After a while, he tried to speak:

"It shouldn't be... No matter how strong Deathstroke is from another world, he can't be Darkseid's opponent. The new god is very strong in intelligence, not just a creature with brute force."

The goddess smiled indifferently and touched the armrest of the throne casually: "According to the memory read, Darkseid wanted [fo] to live, so he built Sepulke to escape. And Deathstroke defeated him, Even after occupying the place, Darkseid was not killed. He is still alive at this time. In other words, his plan did not fail."

"It seems that the existence of this so-called Sepurk has provided us with a better opportunity and can make your plan take a big step forward." Luther smiled.

No matter how strong Deathstroke is, he shouldn't be able to make any trouble against Perpetua.

The original plan was for him and the goddess to find a way to transcend the multiverse, but now they find that a 'bridge' is directly in front of them. Isn't it beautiful?

"That's true, but in this way, I am more interested in that person. His origin is unknown, and now he has connected to another universe first. An interesting insect."

It was not the first time that Perpetua heard the name of Death Knell from another world, but this was the first time that it made her face the other person's existence a little bit.

The bald Luther looked at the remaining starlight in front of him. Something flashed in his eyes, but he immediately suppressed it and said seriously: "But you are bound to win."

"certainly."

Perpetua gently closed her eyes. She seemed a little sleepy, so Luther teleported the two of them back to the Divinity with the throne. After taking a short rest there, they would change the original Plan to go directly to Sepulque.

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On the other hand, in the main control room of Sepulk at this time, Su Ming reunited with Gin and Mysterio, including the three monitor brothers. They had previously built another time and space portal on Sepulk.

This door is unusually huge, and is completely different from the two doors previously built in the Dome's warehouse.

But compared to the size of Sepurk, which is comparable to a star, the portal standing hundreds of meters high in the square is nothing.

"Three of you, are you ready?" Su Ming hugged his arms: "We are very pressed for time. I think the mysterious guest did not choose the wrong time."

"It doesn't matter if I'm wrong. I'm different from my brothers. I can bring you back." The Anti-Monitor replied grimly, his tone full of contempt for the two brothers.

The monitors and casters were not so sure, especially the world casters, who were still worried about the last failure. The blue giant scratched his bald head and said: "The last time Star Man's plan to send people back failed, Well, why do you still want to time travel?”

"Although I also want to answer you 'because I am Deathstroke', it shouldn't be fooled like this, right?"

Su Ming raised his black and yellow mask, but did not take out his weapon any further. Instead, he looked up at the door with a ring under the stars:

"The Star Man plan failed because the Legion of Destruction noticed what he was doing, not because there was anything wrong with his plan. Now we are located in Sepulk, between the two universes, and we are using the energy of the Omega Fire Pit to conduct a transcendental mission. In imaginary time travel, Luther couldn't guess how I was planning to entertain him. In fact, it would be best if he dared to go with Perpetua."

"Do the three of us also want to come together? But in this case, who will take care of the operation of the machines here?" The monitor looked at Deadpool who was chatting with Gin not far away, and then looked at the big sword floating in front of him. The mysterious guest is also floating cross-legged in the air. These people don't seem to understand technology.

"Start the machine."

Following Su Ming's order, the door that no one had touched suddenly began to charge, and a bright white vortex began to light up quickly in the circular frame, and gradually stabilized.

After seeing the success, he nodded to the three masters who looked a little surprised.

"As the old saying goes, I'm not Star Man. Do you think I won't have my own AI system? Please, everyone."