The Death Knell

The flight didn't take long, and soon, on the vast sea, the two began to gain altitude.

As the clouds were surpassed piece by piece, a huge creature suddenly appeared in front of the two people.

It was a huge flying object, or simply a ring-shaped city in the shape of a finger. Six huge columnar engines were separated, stably suspending it in the air.

Wanda opened her mouth and looked at the buildings in surprise. She had never thought that there would really be a city flying in the sky.

"Where is this?"

"The 'Ring', the headquarters of the Divine Spear Bureau, is a floating city created through magic and alien technology. Unfortunately, it is not magic, but another system." The hoarse voice of the death knell came from under the mask, and he floated quietly In the air, the cosmic energy glowed faintly on the body surface.

"Do we really want to go in?" Wanda was reluctant at first when she heard that she was looking for a politician, and now she was even more reluctant when she saw that he had such great power.

As a member of the Brotherhood, she has accepted Magneto's theory since she was a child. She has no good impression of any politicians or generals.

Su Ming flew her closer, looking for a hatch that could be entered: "It's okay, Lao Zheng is a nice person. He and I have been working together, and this time there are things that require his ability."

Just as he was talking, the gate to the runway where fighter planes entered and exited opened. Zheng Xian must have seen him coming.

So Wanda saw the Supreme Mage walking into the base in a familiar manner. Some people even greeted him familiarly on the road, and he smiled and answered words she didn't understand.

In fact, it is nothing more than greetings between acquaintances, such as "Have you eaten?" ’, ‘Want to sit in the room for a meeting? ’ and the like.

But Su Ming was here to do business, so he could only refuse their kindness.

After being received by the Dynasty team, the two were led to Zheng Xian's office. Old Zheng was still the same, a thin middle-aged man, but the material of his tunic suit had become a little better.

The furnishings in the office were almost the same as those in his office in the imperial capital. There was a cloth sofa covered with a lace sofa towel, a white porcelain teacup on the table, and two telephones, one red and one black. The ashtray was filled with cigarette butts. .

He was eating on the coffee table in the office. It wasn't anything delicious, just a plate of shredded potatoes and a bowl of rice.

"What brought you here?" Zheng Xian and Su Ming were already very familiar with each other, and he waved his hand to indicate that the 'Dynasty' could leave. He did not need protection when meeting the Supreme Mage: "You are not here to get a meal, are you? "

Su Ming pulled Wanda to sit on the sofa opposite, put a travel souvenir on the table and pushed it over: "Isn't this a gift for you, brother? Haha, forget about the potato shreds, I will treat you tonight, Magic City How about the hotel?"

"Okay, why don't you eat Beijing food when you go to Shanghai?" Zheng Xian put down his chopsticks with a smile and wiped his mouth casually. He looked at the European and American woman who was at a loss and understood something: "You're such a guest. Please tell me sincerely, what other things made you think of looking for me?"

Su Ming stopped being polite and went straight to get a thermos and a cup to make tea for himself: "There are really some things that I need your help with, and probably only you, as a student of Zhang Heng, can do it."

Zheng Xian leaned on the sofa and rubbed his hair: "The teacher has taught me a lot, but I can't think of anything that I can do that you can't, and the time stone can't do it, too?"

"The Time Stone is not something from outside the universe." Su Ming threw the jasmine tea bag into the cup and pulled the thin string to let it spin in the water: "But if you go up to the 'Star Picking Tower' to watch the stars at night , maybe we can count their arrival.”

Zheng Xian's expression suddenly became serious. He leaned forward and lowered his voice: "You know what my teacher used the Shendu Star Building, right?"

"Yes, he built a high-rise building in Dongdu to communicate with the mother of the 'Celestial Alien Species'. There, he tricked people into entering the sun. Later, he built another tower in Shendu to monitor the space. The Celestial God Group.”

Su Ming answered this question easily. After all, he and Zheng Xian solved the matter of the alien species of gods together, and even cheated the Holy Shield Brotherhood.

When Lao Zheng saw that he was so sure, the expression on his face became more solemn. He reached out to take out the cigarettes in his pocket, but Su Ming pushed his cigarette case over first.

Without seeing anyone else, he shook out one and lit it on fire. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. After a while, he asked:

"You mean a group of gods are coming to earth?"

Su Ming did not answer directly. He took out a cigarette and lit it. He waited for the tea bag in the teacup to brew and asked: "Don't say you didn't notice the white light incident a few months ago. What about the white light incident just a few hours ago?" Woolen cloth?"

"I thought it was you who did something again." Zheng Xian rolled his eyes. Anyway, in his understanding, no matter what great changes happened to the earth, it was all caused by Deathstroke: "Last month, in the little devil's Satsuma Bay There's a monster out there, and our satellites saw you there."

Su Ming shook his head and patted the cigarette ashes on his legs:

"I was there at the time, and I just went there thinking that Godzilla was born. When I arrived, I saw that it was a giant sea slug. I didn't care and let the masked heroes in Japan deal with it on their own."

"Go on, what is the relationship between White Light and the Celestial Group?"

Zheng Xian didn't interrupt anymore, because if the matter related to those things, it would definitely not be so easy to get through.

He rubbed his butt forward and sat on the edge of the sofa.

Su Ming held a cigarette in his mouth and gave some snacks to Wanda who seemed to be doing nothing next to him:

"This will start from the relationship between the White Light Incident, Star Mark, Night Mask, Constructor, Multiverse, Seventh Firmament, Color and Dark God Group. I'm afraid it's a long story... ..Don’t expect me to keep my story short, I really can’t explain it.”

Zheng Xian understood. As an old acquaintance, he understood immediately and showed a look like a dead fish:

"I understand, wait for me here... The reception hall is tonight, right? I beg you, this is the middle of the day. When you come in, you can tell the reason for dinner, right? It's dark, it's too dark... ..."

Su Ming smiled and activated the tactical retreat, leaning on the back of the sofa and waving his hands: "Hey, it's not me who wants to eat. Isn't this the time to bring this junior out to see the world? The little girl grew up eating hard food, so take her to eat something good. of."

"A mutant?" Zheng Xian glanced at Wanda's shiny red hair and knew that she was no ordinary person. Normal people would not have such wig-like crimson hair: "I will call some gods tonight. The mutants from the Spear Bureau will keep you company?”

"Find someone who can speak English well and be obedient. I have to make sure she is in a happy mood. This is our trump card."

Su Ming showed a "you know" look, picked up the teacup, cleared his throat, took a deep breath of the jasmine tea that cost 50 cents a pack, and told Zheng Xian about the past, a story long before the universe was formed. .