The Death Knell

When it was discovered that the special agency had been deceived and sent its own troops to rush into the hotel room where the mysterious man lived, these outsiders were sitting around a table playing with some strange green building blocks.

The back of each building block is green and the front is white, with strange patterns painted on the white side, either short lines or circles.

These people were not panicked, except for a black man with excessive hair, everything seemed abnormal.

"It's finally here. I've been waiting so hard." The one-eyed man was sitting on top of the money he had obtained through fraud. It could be seen that none of the money had been touched.

Not only did he not show any panic, but he seemed to be expecting cruel revenge to come sooner.

Although various abnormal phenomena are displayed in front of the special team, the future of the city still depends on relics. Without relics, there is no soul; without soul, there is no energy.

At least that's what the prophet told everyone.

So when this powerful action team composed entirely of women arrived, and after a brief moment of astonishment, the older and somewhat fat team leader gave the order:

"Destroy them! They are the sinners of the city!"

This team is very interesting. They are equipped with high-tech firearms and power weapons powered by energy crystals. However, they are dressed more like Amazon female warriors, with classical-style armor that exposes strong arms and thighs.

This is a bit un-1950.

The soldiers were very elite. They broke into the front door and rappelled in from every window. The seven groups of troops broke in at the same time, and every second was accurate. The execution of this strategy made Deathstroke want to applaud them.

But his response to the opponent's firing was more direct.

"Strangulation."

Suddenly, the black sea seemed to rise suddenly from the carpet on the ground.

The death knell has been prepared.

The wave of symbiotes wrapped up all the enemies in the room, and then countless tentacles emerged from the viscous ocean, tearing them all into pieces.

Their last memories during their lifetime were probably the horrific scenes of those crazy tentacles trying to penetrate into their heads from their seven orifices.

The Kuroshio comes and goes quickly.

In less than ten seconds, the room returned to its original state, and even became a little cleaner.

"Hongzhong."

The death knell, still holding a cigarette in his mouth, played the cards in his hand and placed them on the green felt on the table, making a small sound.

"White board." Bobo sat down and played a meaningless card, but his expression didn't look so calm: "I said, do we still have to wait? At least share what information you have gained. ?”

The room was filled with smoke, the curtains were all drawn and the lights were dim. Only the light of a desk lamp could be seen around the small table where four people were sitting, illuminating everyone's chins.

"Huh, do you need to say more? It looks like they are just soldiers with no valuable memories." Her opponent, Hallie, played the wind card and continued to apply nail polish. She had begun to like this kind of retro-era dress. .

Even if her hair is permed into retro waves and she wears a baggy dress, it's enough that she is still beautiful and cute.

Because the enemy smashed all the windows, Raven still coughed twice after breathing fresh air. The smell of smoke in the room was so strong before that she could hardly breathe, but now she was finally free.

She also silently played a card, but as a simple teenager in the past, not only had she never played mahjong, but she was also not good at calculating the number of cards and people's hearts, so...

"Hu!" X3.

Seeing the scene of the three of them calculating the numbers, she felt a sense of sadness in her heart. She shouldn't have played with the adults.

But the days of waiting here are too boring. Even in Titan Tower, at least there is the game console that Cyborg left behind to play with.

But when you think of Cyborg, you remember that he lives and acts with the adults of the Justice League every day. That would probably be more boring, right?

After all, the Hall of Justice is a place for business. Batman and Martian Manhunter don't look like people who can play with others... except maybe the Joker. Everyone knows that Batman likes to play with the Joker the most. Game over.

Although he is always so serious, who knows what he is thinking in his heart?

Using the earned dungeon currency as game currency, Raven paid the three companies a few coins and the game started again.

Deathstroke looked at the shaking dice and said, "It's exactly like what Harley said. These first batch of enemies are all trash, and they don't have any important information in their heads. I need to wait for some more important people." Come to the door."

If the opponent's advance team is completely wiped out, the opponent will definitely make some adjustments and send stronger people.

It’s not certain how much stronger it will be, but the people who appear later will definitely know more than the previous characters. This behavior is called ‘sending in batches’.

Naturally, it would be better if the opponent's prophet who might turn into a ball of light doesn't want to add fuel to the fire like this and enters the venue in person immediately. Su Ming is waiting for him.

Bobo loaded new ammunition into his pipe, took it into his mouth and took a few puffs to light it. He squinted his eyes to avoid the smoke and said:

"If it doesn't show up, can we keep waiting?"

"Of course not. Didn't our gold pen also get sold?" Su Ming began to sort the Great Wall into piles and motioned to Harry to draw the cards first: "That's the backup plan. If the other party starts a spiritual seance ceremony, we can immediately If you rush over, you may lose your advantage and be ambushed."

"Doesn't that matter?" Detective Orangutan took a sip from the beer next to him. He suddenly realized that he didn't have to go out to solve the problem of heavy snow and cooling, and he didn't have to worry about the interruption of the drink supply at the Forgotten Bar.

Because this kind of beer with the Skywalker brand name written on the black and yellow sticker is quite delicious.

"It doesn't matter, we are in the dungeon. After all, the thief doesn't want to make the matter bigger, right? Although I don't know what plan the prophet is preparing, but if the matter gets bigger and is discovered by the Hand of the Void, we may not be in trouble, and all his past All preparations are in vain." Su Ming started to draw cards and gave Raven some mints to eat: "Under the premise of low-intensity fighting, I am very sure that I can save you."

The three of them started to build the Great Wall again, but before the new circle started, the raven suddenly shivered.

The girl raised her head and looked at the death knell. The big eyes under the shadow of the cloak blinked: "The soul we captured was touched. Someone used that pen to perform a soul summoning ritual. We found their location. In a deeper level Underground, this huge underground city and its underground cities.”

"Matryoshka doll? Hehe, I'm reminded of a cartoon scene about the multi-layered Iron Maiden."

Harley overturned the cards in front of her and took out her boots from under the table with a smile. She was finally able to fight. She was suffocating.

Su Ming thought for a while, stood up and installed small monitoring equipment in several places in the room. Then he led everyone out of the window and made the cloak optically invisible:

"Let's go over and take a look. The raven will show the way. Let's see if we can use some means to lure out the guy who has been hiding his head and tail."

"Yes, it would be best to kill him and let me knock other people's heads a few times to see if their brains are the same as those of people in our world." Harley immediately asked for some fun. She seemed to be extremely excited.

But this is normal. What is abnormal is this underground city. All the residents I have seen here so far are smiling very happily. It is simply like a ghost town.

In a society where most people are happy, this can be achieved, but 100% satisfaction? It’s another impossible ‘absolute’ reality.

There must be some means to control those people, what could it be?

In short, the transparent cloak led several people who had been wrapped and made invisible to the sewer entrance of this underground city...