The Death Knell

The Sandman has a good relationship with death. He often takes away some of the souls he likes and puts them in his dream kingdom, while the Goth girl turns a blind eye to this.

After all, the Sandman didn't say he would resurrect them, or prevent them from entering reincarnation, but only temporarily loaned them to work in the dreamland. After tens of thousands of years, he might one day return these souls to death.

In addition to a large number of fantasy book characters in the Kingdom of Dreams, there are also many deceased writers or celebrities who were fished out of the black and white world of death.

The reincarnation journey of their souls was paused, and they lived in the story of the Land of Dreams in the special form of fictional bodies.

The previous generation of Sandman was relatively restrained, so they invited famous writers such as Shakespeare, Conan Doyle, and Edgar Allan Poe to come over to create stories.

But after Daniel became the Sandman, he, who was born as a human on Earth, started to mess around, introducing technological concepts into the Kingdom of Dreams, and also brought in celebrities such as Steve Jobs to play with modernization.

However, the mobile phone signal here is indeed very good, and Gabriel's half-death energy was clearly expressed through the receiver.

"I am Deathstroke, and I want to negotiate a deal with you." Su Ming looked at the crack in the sky with his mobile phone, and estimated the corresponding area in his mind.

There was a soft sound from Gabriel's side. The voice sounded like he was mocking himself or sobbing. He said, "There are three levels, 30, 100, and 200. You used Bobo's cell phone to call. It should be him." I’m a friend, so if the two of us can play with the orangutan, I’ll only pay 300.”

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Dr. Quinzel, who was very close to the death knell and listened to the call with his head tilted, obviously heard it and immediately looked at the orangutan with a strange look.

Bobo shook her head wildly, saying that things were not what she thought. It was true that she had Gabriel's phone number, but she never called ducks or played multiplayer games.

"Oh, you are one of the Seraphs, do you think you are being billed as a human being?" Su Ming sighed speechlessly. Although he expected that this former angel had fallen somewhat, he did not expect that he had begun to become professional.

Gabriel was very calm, or he was very calm: "You know the situation on Earth 0. Now ordinary people are busy with their lives. I need money to buy cigarettes and alcohol? To buy food and drink? To buy powder or pills that make people happy. .”

"Your body doesn't need to eat or drink, let alone be addicted to anything? Although you have lost your weapons and wings? Even if you have 1% of your combat power left, it is more than enough to destroy a city? Money should not be a goal for you. .”

Su Ming was a little curious. Gabriel had never been a weakling? He was able to spend a thousand years with Lucifer back then? But now he seems to be involved in the whirlpool of desire.

"Because I like it, I like to satisfy my appetite, I like the warmth of alcohol and nicotine, I like to be loved by the world? I like to love the world." Gabriel's voice became more stable and gradually became louder: "God is dead, I can only feel alive if I exist in the world like a human being. If you haven't experienced my past, don't point fingers at my life. Do you want to play or not? I have a guest here."

"Tsk? In this case, I want to buy Beelzebub's contact information from you..."

"50 US dollars? I'll send you an account number and send you a message after the transfer."

Before Su Ming finished speaking, the life-loving angel Gabriel was disconnected. Before hanging up, the mercenary vaguely heard suspicious applause coming from the other side of the phone.

Deathstroke slowly put down the phone and looked at the orangutan with curled lips: "Is this the pure angel you said? He even hung up on me. If it wasn't for how miserable he was, I really wanted to chop him into pieces and throw him into the pit. inside."

Bobo, who was wearing a green plaid suit, spread his hands: "I didn't expect him to be like this now. The last time I saw him, he had just fallen into heaven. He came to Jim's bar with Lucifer to drink and pick fools and wizards for fun. Then At that time I was just another customer, and my old buddy was still alive at that time..."

Thinking of the past, the orangutan lowered his head in despair. He hated himself for not having the strength, let alone the courage to die together with his friends.

When Jim stopped the Dark Knights alone, he ran away with the Justice League. Every time he thought about this, he wanted to slap himself in the face, and even felt so aggrieved that he shed tears.

The orangutan started to cry, but the death knell did not comfort him. The mercenary just pressed a few times on the phone and stretched out the screen: "Enter your credit card password. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

The little gorilla sniffed and stopped crying immediately: "Why do you want me to pay? You have to give me the cash."

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Compared to Gabriel, Beelzebub is much easier to deal with. At least this devil behaves like a normal person, speaking politely and softly.

And unlike the previous homeless man who didn't care about anything, he was aware of the existence of Death Knell in another world because he cared about current affairs.

I got the phone number and dialed it. When Su Ming introduced himself, he was very polite. He said that he often heard Maggie mention you. He was a good friend from hell. If Lucifer was at home, we could hang out together, etc. topic of.

After chatting for a long time, not even a serious word was said, and the battery of Xiao Fu Orang's mobile phone was about to run out.

"Beelzebub, we will discuss the dinner party next time we meet. I am contacting you this time because I want to negotiate a deal with you."

"Oh? Haha, this is a good thing. No devil will refuse the deal that comes to your door." Beelzebub's buzzing words sounded: "Do you need the power of hell? Probably not. If so, you will Go find wheat, um, let me guess, is there anything I need that you want to sell to me?"

"He is worthy of being the Prime Minister of Hell. His guess is right." Su Ming watched several faceless people fall out of the cracks and were torn apart by the orange lantern ghost before they landed. He shook his head with some distress: "I want Export a batch of ingredients to Hell, the price is easy to negotiate, and you will be responsible for the transportation."

The title Prime Minister of Hell is what Beelzebub dislikes the most. After all, he is the native of that dimension and one of the original Satans. Hell was also taken away from him by Lucifer after he brought people to heaven.

It is equivalent to acquiring his company, giving him some shares, and giving him the position of general manager.

"Ingredients? You should know what our recipes are, right?" The devil on the other end of the phone smiled heartily and made a slurping sound without any sign of anger: "If it is a high-quality sinful soul or a pure baby Or a virgin, I can give you a good price, and it’s not impossible to send an army of demons to serve you.”

"There's no need for the demon army. I don't want to raise a bunch of greedy parasites. So, I'm in front of the castle in Dreamland right now. How about you come over for an interview?"

Su Ming rejected this proposal. Ordinary people might be excited when they hear about the demon army. After all, the extraordinary army that never stops fighting is always tempting.

But agreeing is tantamount to being fooled. When the time comes, people come along your channel, but they don't listen to you at all. They go around burning, killing, looting and being sent back to hell. The blame will still be yours.

"Dreamland? In the absence of Sandman, I can send a clone there. I'm still at the bottom of the abyss, so it's not very convenient."

Beelzebub was cunning and cunning, and it was impossible to take any risks, especially the death knell that killed Perpetua at close range. He did not want to meet so directly.

However, after a round of calculations between the two, the deal was established in a tacit understanding.

About fifteen minutes later, a huge fly flew from the dense forest in the distance.