The Death Knell

Chapter 1841 The last one

After another attack, the headless god fell. The head dragged the metal pipes and flew out of the solar system during the impact, while the lifeless body became floating garbage in space.

Su Ming, who had black tentacles crawling all over his body, touched his face. The strangulation there replaced the original muscles, and the armor and body were repaired almost simultaneously.

There were two machines in front of him. Wade had already flown to the top of the blue god and was trying to break its scalp in the gap between the giant hands, so Su Ming went to deal with the orange one.

Regardless of whether it is the dark god group or the colorful god group, there are only a handful of people with dome-like heads like crucibles. Most of the gods have a cylindrical head with a circular platform above.

The true primitive group of gods can emit energy from any part of the body, and use their thoughts to decompose most of the materials around the body. Close combat is almost like seeking death.

But these replicas in the single universe before us lack these functions.

Decomposition rays can only be emitted from the eyes, and the various functions carried in their bodies are more like maintaining planetary laboratories in the universe.

Let's put it this way, the real group of gods, because of the need to fight the dark gods, each of them is a super weapon base. The weapons they possess include but are not limited to concepts and energy, modified rules and causality rates.

And these replica machines in the single universe are like gardeners who are sent to orchards. They are equipped with labor tool kits, including scissors, weeders, fertilizers, wires, pesticides and the like. .

It can be called the single-universe version of "I'll kill you 3000 times". Can it kill the enemy? Of course it works, but it's definitely not as useful as professional weapons.

As for those knock-off gods made by Eternal, they are high-imitation replica robots, and their strength is even lower, equivalent to a folding stool?

It's true that it can fight, and the folding stool can also be ranked on the weapons list, but times have changed, and the folding stool really cannot beat guns.

In comics, the Celestials often die and fall to the earth like dumplings. Those who die are the 'monkey version of the Celestials' created by Eternity. Not only are they smaller, they are also lighter. Carol You can even hold it up and play with it.

All in all, Wade chose to step on the head of the gods. This decision is no problem. Maybe he didn't think so much, but he often misses some things.

The deity group generally has six or eight pairs of eyes, but no matter what, the top of the head is a blind spot for vision.

These clones of gods were not professional warriors yet, and their attack methods were very limited. They just hit with their hands as if instinctively. As a result, Wade jumped around between his fingers and even twisted.

If you listen carefully, you can see that he is still talking to the non-existent audience, talking all kinds of rubbish.

Su Ming shook his head and faced the orange god again, who was about to get closer. It was missing one of its arms, and its weakness was amplified.

Without an arm, that half of the body cannot defend effectively. All he needs to do is attack from this angle and dismantle the head.

When the two groups of gods were taken care of and Su Ming and Wade slowly flew back to Wanda, she was still trying to cast a spell with a look of helplessness on her face.

A flesh bud grew on Wade's wrist, like a claw of a giant salamander, and it looked very pink. The muscles and most of the internal organs on Su Ming's body were all caused by strangulation, and his own self-healing speed could not keep up with such an intense battle.

"The last one is left, Judge Arisher, let's take a short rest?" Deadpool looked tired. He caressed his little hand and watched it grow up affectionately.

"No, we can't stop. What we are killing now is the administrator of the universe, and we are dragging him into an unoccupied room and killing him. If the police really find that the administrator is missing and start searching the rooms one by one, we will be in trouble."

Su Ming rejected his suggestion. Although the earth was around him, it was not the earth that Wade thought.

Wanda hugged the orange cat tightly in her arms. The red energy on her body attracted its quills, which exploded like a hair ball: "I contacted many demon gods, but they all refused to participate. Why?"

"No reason, maybe I just feel that the price you paid is not high enough. Maybe they have another goal. The devil can lure them for profit, but not every time." Su Ming calmly helped the orange cat smooth its fur, and looked at it from both sides. He rubbed the markings between his ears with his fingers: "Anyway, we still have Arishe. Let's take care of it. We can relax for a while afterwards."

"Is it stronger than the Eradicator?" Deadpool tilted his head and turned his fish tank around his neck. There was no airtightness at all: "Then why did you let the big tiger help kill the Eradicator before? Instead of a judge?”

"Because the weapon of the Eradicator cannot be in the hands of humans, the key to restarting the planet's ecosystem? Whoever takes it will be the target of public criticism. The Weishan Emperor family is not afraid of the great cause, but I don't want to deal with all kinds of careerists anymore, why not Let Hogs handle it.”

Wade nodded. He put his little hand into the fish tank and put it on his face, rubbing it gently: "I understand, let's pass the blame."

"It's a deal. After all, I have to kill ten people and send them to Emperor Weishan." Su Ming shook his head and looked at the crater on the moon: "You must know that the souls of dead people on earth will go to hell and return to hell. After being managed by the lords and then sent to death, I suspect that this is not a deal between Emperor Weishan and others at all, but that Hogs is greedy, and this is a food smuggling."

"Does he also eat people?" Wanda frowned.

"The appearance of a magical entity can change ever-changing. Why do you think he turned into a tiger? There are no predators like tigers on alien planets. He is still a demon after all. The soul is a mysterious manifestation of energy, although for him the amount is very small. Not much, but maybe it’s good as a snack? But I’m just guessing, I don’t have any evidence, and I don’t intend to go into details.”

Wanda understood, she didn't know what to say.

Deadpool didn't understand, and he didn't bother to listen.

The red and black mercenary was immersed in the long-awaited reunion with Xiao Zuo.

Although hearing the name of death made his eyes light up for a moment, after what happened to his daughter, he actually became quite distant from death.

The memory of those things is incomplete, but there is always a feeling that death seems to have lied to him.

So he remained silent.

Wanda looked at the Supreme Mage, then at Deadpool, who had his eyes closed and was intoxicated. She pinched the orange cat's ears and rubbed its belly: "Then what should I do next?"

"Let Qiuer spit out the judge, and then let Wade send you back to the correct time and space. I will deal with Arishe myself." After Su Ming finished speaking, he flew to the headless corpse of the Celestial Group floating beside him and leaned on it. Holding the giant sword and taking a rest, he said, "It's a bit too much time wasted. It will be very unsafe next time."

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