The Death Knell

These zombies who entered the Hall of Justice were ordinary people. They did not show any extraordinary abilities, or it was useless to show them. They were strangled and pressed to death in the chaos.

No fear of viruses, high-speed regeneration, extremely powerful and fast, symbiotes are very suitable for dealing with zombies. After all, their weak point is their brains.

Strangler has a lot of experience with how to bite other creatures' heads off, enough to probably write a book about it.

So while the symbiote was working, Su Ming was still very leisurely. He greeted a few people to leave the elevator, and then asked Lori to use thermal vision to weld the elevator room to prevent the Dark Zhenglian headquarters from suffering.

Then he led a few people towards the main entrance of the Hall of Justice, as calmly as if they were just walking in the workshop of a slaughterhouse.

"Maybe Batman's secret tunnel has been dug. These zombies look like nearby residents." He picked up Bobo to prevent the orangutan from walking barefoot on zombie flesh: "It's really harmful. Retire It still won’t stop.”

“I can’t blame him.” Detective Orangutan held his pipe in his mouth and watched with a troubled expression as Strangler crushed all the zombies on the road into pulp: “After all, places like the Hall of Justice always need some backup evacuation passages. "

Evacuation routes, commonly known as 'a way to sneak in unnoticed to facilitate surveillance of teammates', Batman needs this.

"Then do you think Batman will come? He should have noticed the changes in the Hall of Justice, right?" Harley walked beside Xiao Dai with a hammer on her shoulder. She was still cheerful and didn't know what she was thinking.

"You can't come. The old Bat from Earth 12 is too ambitious and weak. Otherwise, Gotham wouldn't have turned into a city of clowns. He is so old that he can't even defend his own city."

Su Ming denied Harley's conjecture and guessed that she just wanted to have fun watching Batman's Alzheimer's disease, and did not expect the bat to come out to save the world:

"Fortunately, look, that Wonder Woman is still fine."

The group of people had already walked along the corridor to the restaurant, passed through the restaurant, and arrived at the foyer of the main entrance of the Hall of Justice, where there were rows of models of hero uniforms, where a battle was taking place.

The large Diana closed the main door and opened the energy defense barrier, but was surrounded by zombies suddenly pouring out from behind. She had to find a wall to lean against to reduce the enemy area. It seemed dangerous.

But the sword in her hand was swung so that no water could splash into her, and she stood as erect as a rock on the seashore. From time to time she let out a war cry, indicating that she still had some strength left.

"For the glory of Olympus!"

“Amazon will never retreat!”

"Hold the line! Sisters!"

Well, the last sentence was shouted by Xiao Dai next to her. Without warning, she rushed out waving her weapon, wanting to fight side by side with her sisters.

"Alas..." Su Ming sighed and asked Strangler to extend his tentacles further, while he slowly walked over with Bobo in his arms: "Why don't you mention Olympus again? How long have you been mentioning that thing? Don’t you think it’s unlucky?”

"Shh, when dealing with people in the parallel world, you still have to respect their living habits." Bobo whispered in Deathstroke's ear: "This Diana seems to regard the belief in the gods as a spiritual pillar. If you tell the truth On the contrary, it’s not good.”

"No matter what, people should indeed have the right to choose to dream."

Su Ming calmly let the strangulation clear the place. The black tentacles were like a sea of ​​snakes, and wherever they passed, they were submerged by the tide of corpses.

The zombie virus destroyed most of the memories of these corpses, and all Su Ming could feel was their desire for brains and flesh.

As soon as Xiao Dai rushed to Da Dai, he found that there was no enemy to fight, and he immediately looked over with some complaints.

Ordinary zombies were no threat to her. She originally wanted to chop some more to feel better, but instead they were cared for like flowers in a greenhouse. She was inevitably a little disappointed.

In fact, for Su Ming, it wasn't that Xiao Dai didn't have enough fighting power or any other problem. The key was that the zombies were too dirty.

Not to mention the rotting flesh and flesh, the foul-smelling black blood, there was also a lot of excrement caused by the rotten intestines, half-digested food, and brains chewed by others, all on the body.

He didn't want his woman to be covered in blood, and Dai wasn't able to clean herself at the atomic level like strangulation.

Look at that big Dai. He looks like he was fished out of a pool of blood. The cloak on his body weighs several kilograms. He must have absorbed the blood full of viruses. The red cloak has turned black. The cloak is gone.

"Hey!"

Sensing the host's compliment, Strangler was happy again. Little bean sprouts popped out from the other shoulder of Deathstroke. It was so clean!

Licking hands...

Bean Sprout first branched out two thinner tentacles and spread them across its waist, and then started to lick its paws like a kitten, even though it wasn't its paws that were the prey.

"Goddess of Peace, are you okay?"

Su Ming ignored the resentful look in his own Diana's eyes and greeted the outsiders first.

Da Dai checked his arms and legs, and then nodded: "Gods bless me, I was not injured. Those corpses suddenly poured out of the Hall of Justice. What happened?"

"It's not clear yet, but it is currently speculated that the retired Batman should have left a lot of backdoors here that you don't know about." Bobo sat on the shoulders of Deathstroke, saying like a ventriloquist puppet and Su Ming came to the same conclusion: "Either the zombies found the door by mistake, or the ghost opened a secret passage when leaving."

The goddess of peace frowned, and veins popped up on the back of her hand holding the sword:

"Damn it, if I find this traitor, I will definitely kill him."

"We have some clues about finding the traitor. We will give you the answer soon, but what is important now is what are you going to do next? If you are right, you and the Man-Bat are the only two people left alive in the Hall of Justice."

Su Ming stretched out a hand, used the light ring to project a three-dimensional image of the Hall of Justice in his mind, and clicked on the location of the man-bat.

"The loss should not be big." Da Dai breathed a sigh of relief. She took off her cloak and threw it aside, revealing her broad and strong back like a grizzly bear: "The heavy snow made many people go home to take care of their families. The one on duty On the contrary, there were only a few people, which avoided heavy casualties."

Not everyone is as decisive in killing as she is. Many people may not be able to take action when they see their teammates or family members who they spend time with turn into zombies. This phenomenon will definitely occur in a circle of good people like superheroes.

"But if you look at it from another aspect, each of you is now separated, and then blocked in your own home by zombies, giving others the opportunity to defeat them one by one. If that traitor really has some kind of relationship with Darkseid, If you trade, now you simply cannot organize the force to deal with multiverse-level threats."

The single eye on Deathstroke's mask glowed with a faint red light. He said a less ideal result, and then looked at the reaction of the goddess of peace.

As expected, the large-sized Wonder Woman took a few anxious steps back and forth. She has never been a thinking character in the Justice League, and now the fall of the Hall of Justice is even more unexpected.

The plan previously agreed upon with Superman, which was to bring many superheroes and their families here, may not be feasible.

Even if we can kill all the zombies in the hall and block every entrance, those virus-laden corpses, dirty blood, and possible insects are all potential sources of infection, and this place is no longer safe.

"Do you have any good ideas?" Dadai finally turned his attention to Deathstroke from another world: "The old Deathstroke on our earth was also a master tactician no less than Batman before he retired. He had many What a troublesome idea."

"Haha, I don't have any ideas, but I want to negotiate a deal with you." Su Ming was waiting for her here, and took out the contract with a flip of his hand: "I have an army that is very good at purifying alien pollution, and there are some others. Good things can be used to deal with zombies. In exchange, I want some of the things sealed in your Fortress of Solitude..."