The Death Knell

At the beginning of the origin of all things, there was only a dark nothingness, until the nothingness released itself and spit out the first conceptual light, and the story unfolded from there.

Life began to flourish with an explosive eruption, and under the influence of time, matter, stories, and everything else, the multiverse was born.

Every existence has multiple possibilities and flourishes in endless time and space.

The rise and fall of civilizations, the vicissitudes of the world, Taixu is always changing.

With the re-emergence of Multiverse 1, greed and desire began to spread in the darkness. In the universe, countless intelligent creatures are thinking about a question, what exactly is precious?

This question may never have an answer, and it's clear that different species must value different things.

For humans, it may be life, the hope and indomitable spirit it brings, and the infinite possibilities.

Life can take root anywhere, and life can bloom at any time. As long as there is a place to stay, whether it is rivers, lakes, seas, or as small as a fingertip, life can always appear.

As long as reality requires it or the story has an opportunity.

And when life moves towards uncontrolled and endless prosperity, it will also evolve into various negative forms, similar to tumors and abnormalities.

............

Deathstroke took two women and an orangutan with him, and the destination of his trip was a multiverse that was devastated by too many deformed lives.

Passing the bridge of Sepulke, crossing the remains of the original wall of origin, and then crossing a void, the distance does not feel that far.

Because its remoteness far exceeds human cognition, it has become an idealistic experience like "If I don't go, the mountain will be there, but when the mountain comes, I will be there."

The bridge was completed, the sonic channel was online, and the unfamiliar Sky Blood layer was connected. However, the depleted Speed ​​Force began to flow into Sepulk with a massive amount of damaged data, which was the scream and wailing of a multiverse.

The adjutant's computing power suddenly ran out, and she had to put down her work of chatting with a few people, and began to concentrate on collecting and analyzing intelligence.

"Girls, and my animal companions, welcome to DC Multiverse 2, a multiverse corrupted by evil thoughts and growth."

Facing the pitch-black Wantianyi interface, Deathstroke turned off the projection in front of him and opened his arms.

He hugged his friends, because they were all shocked by the strange phenomena they could see here.

This multiverse is filled with deformed single universes of varying sizes, and these universes are chasing and devouring each other like bacteria or single-celled organisms.

Universes disappear every moment, and universes are born every moment. The place is as crowded as the Tokyo subway after get off work, and the cruelty is like a bloody battle in hell.

"Is it my illusion, or is there someone who has the same idea as me?" Bobo took out his pipe, and through the magnetic field isolation of the ghost universe, he looked at the selection interface of the multi-dimensional world in the sky: "I suddenly felt that Poppetu Ah seems to be doing pretty well.”

"Yeah, maybe she's not good enough at playing, hehe."

Harley quickly came to her senses. For her, the mental resistance brought by madness was very useful.

While others were still lamenting the cruelty of this diversity, she had already begun to associate it with the game Pac-Man, and thus found her own fun.

As a sorcerer and a daughter of the Three Palaces, Raven quickly came to her senses. After all, her father also had his own multiverse, and was even thinking about launching a gang war with Multiverse 1 all the time.

She is more curious about why Multiversity 2 looks like this. The single universe here seems to have come to life.

"Deathstroke, do you know what happened here in the past?"

The girl asked this question, knowing that the man under the black and yellow armor should have the answer.

"This is a long story." Su Ming thought for a while, but found that he didn't know how to talk to a few people, because the origin wall blocked and trapped Duanyuan 1, and naturally blocked a lot of information. Channel: "Maybe we should ask the Superman president of Earth 23 to come and accompany us. He should have done some research over the years and written it together with the State of the Union address."

In the story of "Heaven and Earth Ensemble", it was the black Superman and Captain Carrot from Earth 23 who led the team to repel the invasion of the "Evil Powers" and stopped the activation of the "Multiple Rubik's Cube".

At that time, Earth 7 had fallen and all life was extinct. However, because they were too weak, the 'Hand of the Void' gave up fighting them and led his men to withdraw from Earth 7.

Evil dignitaries, some indescribable alien monsters, are sometimes regarded as the incarnations of DC readers, but Su Ming doesn't feel like them because they are a bit stupid.

The boss above them is called the 'Hand of the Void'. The specific information is completely unknown. They only know that he can put the multiverse into his own mind with one hand, and matter and thought can be easily converted into each other.

Judging from the name, it may have something to do with the concept of nothingness, which means it has a very strong foundation.

He didn't invade Multiverse 1, not because he couldn't do it, but because he wasn't interested at the time.

"Is there a shorter way to put it? Honey?"

Harley came closer, and she used her twin ponytails to rub Su Ming's neck back and forth.

The man stopped the itchy massage prank, held her little head and replied: "Of course, we are on someone else's territory now, and the master of Multiverse 2 likes to raise voodoos. What we saw In fact, it is his army, an army full of evil thoughts."

Bobo unconsciously hid behind Deathstroke and hugged his thick thighs, as if he had found support.

He asked the man again: "Then he won't find us? But I feel like this place has little connection with magic. You see, things in this multiverse will only devour us."

"This is what I want to say. The one who sent those ice and snow monsters to invade our diversity was not the Hand of the Void himself. Otherwise, I would not have been able to bring so many people here. I would have to at least bring along one of Thinking Superman or Lucifer. .”

Deathstroke was not nervous. He even lit a cigarette and continued talking to the orangutan while puffing on smoke:

"My point of view is that there is another being who took away the souls from the Multiversity 2 that the evil powerful people could not use, and set up a 'filling assembly line' for elemental biological weapons in a hidden place here, and then put those souls The manufactured things are put into our diversity 1 to help him engage in certain activities.”

The killing and devouring here will never stop, and because of the 'corruption of evil thoughts', the existence of the soul has become no longer necessary.

The Void Hand's army is filled with zombies, undead, tentacle monsters, insect swarms and other monsters. Even if there are still humans surviving in the entire multidimensional 2, they are probably just lingering on like bereaved dogs.

To be honest, Su Ming doesn't like putting human souls into alien bodies. It just seems to increase weaknesses. Maybe pure elemental creatures are more useful.

"So we are in other people's homes, helping the unfriendly owners to catch thieves. We also have to avoid being regarded as thieves and prevent the thieves from calling "catch the thieves."

Bobo finally understood, and his clever monkey brain summed it up very well.

Deathstroke nodded, rewarded the orangutan with a bottle of wine with great approval and said:

"Absolutely. According to the rules of nearby production and convenient transportation, I think we should be able to find an industrial planet covered in ice and snow here. If we are lucky, we can kill the thief in someone else's house, and then we can act as new thieves and see if we can make money. Go back with whatever you want, at least you have to get some information."

"Sometimes mercenaries are like thieves, unwilling to leave empty-handed." The orangutan sighed, picked up the bottle and took a sip: "But that's it, for the sake of our diverse survival..."