The Death Knell

"Do it?" Superboy-Prime flew to the side of the cloak silently, while the clay face behind him was stuck to the cliff like plasticine. Clark said: "Although I don't know why there is a Dionysus factor here. Lake, but I know what that metal is, and it will drive people irreversibly to madness. Once these people are fooled by the Joker, he will have a new legion of lunatics no less than the Laughing Bat."

Su Ming raised his mask. He really should have stopped this plan, but he still asked Superboy Supreme: "I was thinking about the color of the liquid. Most of the time, the Dionysian factor is green. I have also seen white pools. But why is it red here?”

Xiao Ke shrugged, he didn't know why.

After reading the comics, he knew that the clown's self-healing ability came from the Dionysian factor, that this liquid was actually a type of metal like mercury, and that it was related to an ancient secret.

But who in the right mind would care what color it turns into? The narrator said that a certain pool of liquid was, that is, why do you think so much about it? At most, it is just a replacement for comic coloring.

But Bobo is still calm, or he knows that he can't intervene in the battle, so he just uses his strengths and uses his smart mind to help analyze:

"There are two possibilities. One is that the clown is lying to them. The red pool is actually liquefied laughing gas. The second possibility is that the Dionysian factor shows different refractive index of light due to different concentrations."

Superboy flipped up his handsome long hair and showed a perfect toothy smile: "Little gorilla, have you seen the Dionysian Factor before?"

"I've seen it twice. Unlike the death knell, I've seen it in black and gold. And Jim has seen the Lazarus Pool. He said it was green, but no one can be sure about the bathing pool and the Dionysus factor. It’s just a relationship.”

Bobo feels very uncomfortable with Superboy-Prime smiling like this. This guy has terrible acting skills and loves to act too much.

It's like forcing you to watch a trashy idol drama. The acting of one of the lead actors is so embarrassing that no one else knows how to play the part.

"There is another possibility, that is, there is actually a pool of blood down here." Harley provided her opinion. She had no intention of participating in the war. She just sat honestly next to the orangutan: "Since it has the color of blood, It also has the ability of the Dionysus factor, but I think you'd better act quickly. Some people are already jumping off the ship. In fact, the existence of this ship is a different kind of dead end for people who can't fly. The clown doesn't give them a choice. room."

Su Ming nodded towards Superboy and confirmed what Harley said: "Yes, there may be explosives on the boat. If someone falls into the water accidentally, anyone will subconsciously take a few mouthfuls of the red liquid. This is the brightly lit and colorful boat. A trap."

Superboy raised his fists and clenched them in front of his chest, raised his chin diagonally upwards at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes glowed with hope and confidence, and he said loudly:

"Whatever traps and difficulties there are, I will punch them into pieces for the sake of the world and all mankind!"

Deathstroke stiffened for a moment, as if shuddering. He raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and a sigh came from under the black and yellow mask:

"Oh, okay, let's go. I'll throw the clown up later. Damian, is it okay to leave him to you?"

Damian shrugged and said it was no problem. The Joker is an old acquaintance, and Bobo also took out the night blade from his suit pocket: "Don't worry, if you ask me to fight Darkseid, there will definitely be no chance, but this kid Together with me, you can still guard an ordinary prisoner with confidence."

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The first person to hear the news was Mrs. Siwa, the master of the generation. She made the correct response in almost tens of thousands of seconds. When her back was turned against the swooping Superboy, she still dodged it with such agility that she seemed Like a loach.

Instead of grabbing Siwa, Superboy simply flew Black Adam over his head and threw him towards the cliff outside the lake, creating a large crater with a radius of tens of meters with a bang.

The man in black tights was embedded in the rock, with a dazed look on his face, and it seemed that he would not be able to recover for a while.

Su Ming's first target was the clown. He grabbed the clapping and laughing lunatic and threw it in the direction of the cloak. It would naturally catch it. Then he let the cloak wrap around the entire yacht and suddenly lifted it up.

Superboy's method of throwing people to the shore one by one is too stupid. Since everyone is on the boat, wouldn't it be more efficient to turn the boat into a cage and then pack them away?

Having ability but no brain is worse than having no ability and no brain, because it will make you look particularly stupid.

Deathstroke lifted the entire yacht to the shore of the lake in an instant. He used the green light ring in his backhand to cover the entire lake, and then threw the boat aside.

Strangler quickly retracted his body. Based on the analysis of the drop of water it tasted just now, Harley's guess was correct. It was true that there was Dionysus factor in the liquid, but it was more of the blood of some unknown creature.

It's very strange that this blood has no smell, and I don't know what kind of creature it comes from. It is now more like some kind of whole body that is still alive after being separated from the body.

These liquids have thoughts, and Strangler feels crazy. If it had an organ like a brain, it might also go crazy.

With a sound of wind, Ms. Siwa jumped in front of the death knell and raised her hand to hit him. More villains also used their own skills to form a faint encirclement.

Raising his hand to pat away the acupuncture point, and raising his leg to block the opponent's hidden leg move, Su Ming was still chatting with the woman: "You shouldn't get involved in this kind of thing."

Mrs. Siwa's attacks were like a continuous storm, and her force-removing skills were so good that she was almost immune to physical attacks. Her handsome face was expressionless, and she just replied calmly: "Death Knell from another world, I heard that you made a lot of money?"

Su Ming asked Zhuo Sha to deal with the others who came over, while he used Tai Chi to fight with Mrs. Siwa: "Fortunately, we are pursuing different things. What do you want? You can reach the level of a single universe with just martial arts." You should not be interested in Bacchus Gold."

"I am a contracted assassin, Deathstroke, just like you are a mercenary. Chaos will bring business." Mrs. Siwa changed her move into snake fist, and her arms wrapped around Su Ming's forearms like boneless ropes. She He suddenly used force to close the distance between the two parties, and put his forehead on his: "I want money. The earth was in chaos a few days ago. Luther gave everyone the ability to kill, which made me a little tight. "

"So you expected this. No matter who summoned so many people to come here to party, there will definitely be superheroes to stop it, so you plan to do a business hired by the victorious party." Su Ming smiled slightly and used Bajiquan Iron The way Shan Kao used his strength turned his shoulder, forcing the woman to let go of her hand: "How much do you want?"

Siwa smiled slightly and flew back to the ground. She pulled up her long black hair and fixed it behind her head with a hairpin: "Two million, you know the rules."

"It is true that she is an evergreen tree in the assassin world who is known as a goddess. She is so confident after seeing me and Superboy Supreme." Su Ming stood on the spot, with black tentacles behind his back flying all over the sky, strangulating with various firearms and surrounding people. The man was fighting fiercely: "I'm curious where your confidence comes from? Do you really think I can't kill you?"

"Of course you can, but I also know that your purpose of making money is not to use it on people like me?" Siwa confidently picked up the hem of one windbreaker and tucked it behind his waist, and made a Wing Chun move. Style: "Batman owes me, he owes a lot. I taught him the Turtle Breath Restoration Technique, I cured his spine, I let my daughter follow him... Are you sure you want to kill him?" Me? Destroy what a madman considers to be the best thing in his collection?"

Su Ming was amused by this joke. Siwa regarded Batman as a collection. If her martial arts skills had not been compromised, Batman would have died in her hands.

She is a very strange person. She works as an assassin, but she has thoughts similar to loyalty and honor. She regards Batman as an opponent, but not a mortal enemy.

The key is that Batman himself knows this, so he always feels that he owes Shiva. This favor eventually turns into a special connection. For a mentally ill person, the connection with others is fragile and sensitive. have to.

"The only thing he loves most is clowns, and you have lived in India for too long, and your English tastes like curry. Ms. Wu Shan, I think we should speak our native language. How about working together?"

Deathstroke suddenly started speaking Chinese, and after Siwa was stunned for a moment, he also smiled and stretched out his hand. The two hands clasped their fingers together and tapped their wrists, and they quickly negotiated silently according to the rules of the world. conditions.

The woman just turned around and became a member of Deathstroke's front line. The two of them started to fight back to back against the people who were sent by the strangulating tentacles.

"Luthor once paid me 20 million US dollars a week to be a personal trainer. Your price is a bit low in comparison, but you are a celestial expert. I kind of like your style, so you have to repay the favor. "

"Haha, I didn't hire you just to listen to cross talk. Let's see what you can do first, and then talk about grudges." Su Ming took out the golden weapon from his pocket, waved it in his hand and turned it around: " The one who kills gods is a stick with an eyebrow."