The Death Knell

Arlington National Cemetery has 220,000 pits. Fortunately, it has been more than half a month since the black light crisis broke out. Therefore, although most of the cemeteries below have fake corpses, the lamp corpses still lingering in the cemetery are not too much.

Those who died relatively recently and could still feel that they had surviving relatives left to eat meat.

And many of those left behind are dead corpses who have been dead for a hundred and eighty years and have nowhere to go and no living relatives or friends.

The alien wolf swooped down and killed everyone. They were both mercenaries, and his combat efficiency as a scavenger was much higher than that of his little cousin, and he didn't have to worry about infection.

Ordinary lamp corpses are just receptors for swear words to the violent wolf.

This guy was not only powerful, but also had a loud voice. Su Ming could hear him laughing and swearing at hundreds of meters in the air. There were many idiosyncratic slangs and swear words at his fingertips.

As expected of an alien, he uses a London accent and is better at English than the Americans themselves. Some small words are even too dirty for Su Ming to understand, so he has to rely on Bobo to translate them.

But that's just a casual thing. The serious thing is to search for any traces of the first generation of white pigeons among the remaining tens of thousands of living corpses. Of course, if you can attract someone from the Black Lantern Zhenglian, that's fine, you can attract Mo Cun or Emperor is better.

Bai Ge's uniform is actually quite eye-catching. The white and light blue clothes are like a natural target.

"Is that George Washington?"

Su Ming, who was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, pointed at a bald guy below. The guy was still wearing a perm and was being disemboweled by the wolf's latte hook.

Hearing this, Bobo narrowed his eyes and stared at the area carefully to distinguish: "It seems so. The founding father of the United States is alive, but now he is dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Washington's head below was also crushed.

"It seems that America will never be great again." Su Ming said a joke that everyone knows.

The man on Earth 0 who claimed to make the Empire great again was killed by Luther in the White House.

Until his death, he still held a Coke bottle in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, with the screen on his Twitter profile.

The orangutan detective senses the baggage and gives a sideways funny smile, because America has never been great.

"Have you found the target?" But he quickly restrained himself and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand: "The zombies all look the same. I'm a little face blind."

"Donald was buried here as a white dove, so rather than looking for someone, we are looking for a uniform." Su Ming left the flying carpet, floating in the air and looking down in all directions: "But so far, the game Pulke hasn't given me a clear goal yet."

"Where is the specific location of his cemetery? In which blocks and buildings does he live?" Bobo turned to ask Bai Ge beside him. This cemetery covers an area of ​​2.2 square kilometers and is very spacious. It must be divided into zones, right?

"over there."

The white pigeons they protect can fly. She has also flown here with the war eagle, so she is very familiar with the perspective in the sky. She only slightly identified the bumpy ground and found the direction based on the remaining roads. .

The green turf on the ground is full of scars, like a green version of Dalmatian, but not every grave has been opened. Some graves are still intact due to various reasons.

The Wolf's voice was so loud that he perfectly attracted the attention of the Lantern Corpses, so that when Deathstroke and his team landed in front of Donald's grave, there were no figures wandering around at all.

As expected, Donald's grave has also been cracked. There is a big hole at the head of the grave. If you look down, you can see that the coffin boards have been broken from the inside, and there are still some finger bones pressing on the dry soil around the hole. traces left behind.

"He's gone. It seems he left on a rainy day." Diana held up her sword and shield and looked around warily: "We need the help of magic."

There were some funerary items inside the coffin, which were not too valuable trinkets. There was a snow globe, a baseball glove, and a bomber jacket, all of which were obviously things that Donald liked during his lifetime.

But after waking up as a black lantern corpse, he had obviously abandoned those hobbies he had during his lifetime. He should only be left with a hatred for the living and a desire for the flesh and blood of his brothers.

However, these items that have an emotional connection with their owners are useful for tracing. Some magic can be used to cast spells on personal items to find their owners, and even cast curses across long distances.

Wonder Woman, as the leader of the Dark Alliance, although she can't cast spells herself, she still knows a little bit about it.

The problem now is that I don't know if there is a type of spell in the shadow magic that Rory copied from Eve that can achieve this.

Unfortunately, Black Alice closed her eyes and held it in for a while. Finally, she exhaled with a puff of her mouth, shook her head and said:

"No, shadow magic can't do it. I may be able to recreate the scene of the lamp corpse leaving the tomb, but to find someone based on items, you should find Madam Xanadu or Dr. Fate."

"Or Constantine." Bobo added, that scumbag's hell magic can also be used, the devil is always very good at finding people.

Barry thought for a while and raised his hand: "How about I go to every state in the United States? You can also find it in a stupid way, but because you may have to drill into the sewers of every city, give me an hour. ?”

"There are none on the ground." Su Ming knocked on his helmet and pointed to the position of the eyepiece: "Sepulk has scanned the United States during this time period, and there are no traces of the first generation White Pigeon on the ground."

"I actually wanted to ask just now. According to the timeline we are in now, there should be no such thing as Sepurk. How did you make it observe this 'current' time point from the future of the parallel world? ?”

The orangutan scratched its head and blinked, but it couldn't help its curiosity as a detective.

Su Ming shrugged, squatted down and took out the funerary objects in the coffin, and replied at the same time:

"Because I am the Supreme Mage, and Sepulk is now in the void outside of multidimensionality. Theoretically speaking, the speed force plane is a lower dimension that can be observed. Of course, some weapons captured from Perpetua were also used. science and technology."

In fact, the technology obtained by Strangled was transferred to the adjutant for implementation.

"But that's still technology. It has nothing to do with your identity as the Supreme Mage!" The orangutan finally complained, with a look of despair on his face.

But in his mind, the assessment of Deathstroke's strength has been raised to a higher level. Has this man now begun to monitor all time streams? And he looks very skilled

Could he be able to interfere with the flow of time in another universe called Marvel? Or is it that the two pluralistic beings are being secretly homogenized and transformed by him?

Suddenly a hypothesis came into the orangutan's mind.