The Death Knell

The Brother Eye of Earth 12 caused the Omnic Crisis, so it was dismantled, and with the retirement of Old Bat, there are no intelligent programs in the Hall of Justice now, let alone ubiquitous cameras.

And because the wall is made of a special material, Superman's clairvoyance does not work here, which was specifically requested by the old Batman.

"I'll open the door."

Da Dai stood up. She frowned and wanted to see who was so rude and made such a disgraceful move when receiving foreign guests.

Maybe it's Firestorm, that guy is still frizzy even after being decades old.

"Wait a minute, don't go there." Su Ming stood up to stop her, and at the same time drew out his weapon: "There is no living person outside the door, look."

He raised his hand to show the black light ring. At this time, the light ring was emitting a faint black light.

This is an automatic warning given by the light ring when undead creatures are active nearby, even if the undead poses no threat to the ring bearer. But the light ring is often like a clumsy program that only acts according to the established rules.

"You are actually a holder of the lamp ring." Dadai stopped in surprise: "The last time I went to help you fight against Barbatos, you were obviously very ordinary at that time."

"I'm still an ordinary person now." Su Ming shook his head with a smile, and walked toward the door with the golden scimitar in his hand: "I just know a little more."

The silver door reflects the unique light of metal. This alloy was moved by Superman from Andromeda to build the Hall of Justice. It is lighter and more beautiful than Superman Gold, and can also block perspective.

But the strength was obviously not enough. At this time, under the violent impact outside the door, the door leaf and door frame trembled slightly.

Su Ming stood by the door and pressed the button to open the door. A fist with evil wind from outside the door hit him in the face.

"naughty."

His attack came first, because as we all know, legs are longer than arms. When the opponent punched, he raised his leg and kicked the living corpse outside the door with one kick.

The monster was inlaid on the wall opposite the corridor, as if it were a painting. A large amount of black liquid flowed down the wall from behind its body like a waterfall.

This should be a superhero. The uniform is a bit unfamiliar and I can’t tell who he is.

But it can be seen that his face has completely rotted away. In the impact just now, both eyeballs were knocked out of their sockets. Now only the optic nerves are left like threads, holding the two rotten balls from falling to the ground.

"Strangle, hold him down." Su Ming glanced at the living corpse, turned to the conference room and asked: "Do you have a zombie man or similar undead superhero on earth? If not, I will take action?" "

"Let me go! Brain! I want your brain!" The zombie was still talking, even drooling.

Superman suddenly appeared behind Deathstroke. He looked at the figure in front of him who was pinned to the wall by countless black tentacles and was still struggling. The muscles on his face kept twitching, and he struggled to squeeze out a few words through his teeth:

"It's 'wildfire', or it was..."

"Oh, you can just say no." Su Ming interrupted Clark's remembrance, expressionlessly let Strangler bite the zombie's head into pieces, and threw the headless body on the ground: "Just think of him when he was alive before. Things will only affect your next judgment. What you need now is reason, not anger."

Superman was silent, knowing that what Deathstroke said in this parallel world was correct.

But even if you understand it in your heart, you can't control your feelings.

Clark Kent, man of steel and heart of gold, always has the most simple and beautiful feelings and vision for his friends.

Wildfire was once a member of the Titans, and he was like a nephew to Zhenglian. He later joined the Justice League as a replacement, but now that he has ended up like this, how can Superman not have emotional fluctuations?

Su Ming took Superman back to the conference room and closed the door again.

The zombie knocking on the door outside has hung up. If there is no noise in a short period of time, it will not attract other similar people.

The battle just now showed that the opponent's two eyes were just decorations. These zombies should hunt through sound or smell. It was most likely sound, because Bobo had a loud voice when he was talking.

It's normal for a bar owner to have a loud voice, not to mention being a former circus performer.

As for the situation of the wildfire, it was slightly different from Su Ming's past memory.

Su Ming had watched DCnU cartoons in his previous life, and there was also the character Wildfire in it. He was an elemental creature from the 30th century. He had no physical body at all. He had to wear a special fully enclosed space suit style uniform to move around. His voice sounded different from others. It sounded like I was at the bottom of a well.

His uniform is all red, with a huge yellow five-pointed star on his chest. When I first saw it, I thought he was a national hero, but it turned out that he was not, but a fire in the future nuclear winter.

As a result, the appearance of this zombie now, not to mention that the uniform is completely blue, and it also has a body that can be infected by viruses, is very similar to the version of Wildfire on Earth-496 before the Crisis on Infinite Earths. The weak one exploded. version of.

When I suddenly encountered this kind of third-line hero who had changed his clothes, I really didn't think about it at the first time.

The useful and useless information was all turned around in his mind. When he turned around and looked behind him, he realized that Superman had been hugged by Dadai at some point, and the heroine's slap like a cattail fan was still gently Patting Superman on the back, as if to comfort him.

"If I were replaced by Superman, I would probably vomit blood, right?" Bobo, who was sitting cross-legged on the table, took out his pipe to fill himself with tobacco. When Deathstroke said there was something going on outside the door, he immediately lay down on the round table. , then got up: "So? What happened outside?"

"Zombie crisis, maybe it's the hero's death disaster version?" Su Ming said something that Bobo couldn't understand, and sat back in his seat: "It's just a guess, because there is a virus this time, and we are in Martha What you see on the other side of the earth is different.”

Harley looked at Black Alice sitting next to her. Lori had been quiet since arriving here. Although the girl was dressed like a punk, she was very smart and knew that she still had to let Deathstroke do the talking in a strange environment.

But for Harley, who always felt like she was home wherever she went, it was a little boring. The little lunatic grabbed one of Bobo's legs on the table, imitating the movements of the carrion monsters in zombie movies preying on survivors, and then He asked with a smile:

"Is it the kind of virus that can infect normal people and cause them to die apart, and even have to kill their friends in tears, making the living people more terrifying than the dead in the end of the world?"

The orangutan kicked his legs angrily and got rid of the woman's hand with long nails: "It's almost the same, but didn't our Earth 0 also have zombies? It's not to the level of the Deathstroke TV series you mentioned."

"Ah, you're right. I also encountered a zombie siege in New York. Those perverted zombies wanted to snatch the cat litter I stored on the attic! I used wood and rolling stones to fight them off, and persisted until the Justice Society rushed out. Come on, my little bees haven’t come to our earth yet.”

"Why cat litter? Also, where did you get the defense materials in your small building?" Bobo felt that there were too many flaws and didn't know how to complain.

Harley lowered her voice and whispered in the little gorilla's ear: "Have you never been curious about what it feels like to poop in the cat litter box? Don't you want to try it?"

"...No, normal people wouldn't think so, right?"

While speaking, Bobo's eyes turned into dead fish shapes.

Xiao Dai on the side rubbed her brow, listening to the conversation between Bobo and Harley drifting away, she sighed, and turned to look at Death Knell who took out a cigarette and lit it.

"Do you think... this is a trap?"