The Death Knell

Just like what Bobo said, everyone didn't even see the death knell move, they only saw the disaster dissipating like starlight.

But it wasn't over yet. Deathstroke just jumped to the end of the music and performed the curtain call, and then he turned back to a normal person.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, especially Baolang. He looked doubtful about life. He was rubbing his eyes desperately. He looked at Deathstroke walking over and said:

"You are such a damn talent, you can actually dance? How do you control the other person through dancing?"

Su Ming, who had transformed back into black and yellow armor, looked at the people leaving the flying carpet one by one. Feng Qingyun calmly lit a cigarette and smiled slightly: "Isn't this normal? As a mercenary, he will receive any kind of mission. , isn’t it normal that I can dance? You can’t, right?”

"Who, who said I can't do it anymore?! Damn it, as the only macho guy, I can only dance..."

Baolang suddenly became anxious and said, "Can mercenaries dance and dance?" The number one mercenary in the universe has four ways to jump and so on, his face turned red, which made everyone laugh, and the air was filled with joy.

Su Ming waved his hand, looked at the Hal people flying in the sky with bruises and swollen faces, and explained:

"Firong has a strong curiosity, and he also wants to pretend that he still has feelings. This situation should be familiar to Harley."

The little lunatic ran over and touched his butt, and said with a satisfied smile:

"I know that this is emotional cognitive disorder. This kind of patient is actually quite common. They have normal thinking ability, but they are afraid that others will find out that they are sick. When you cry in front of him, then in order to pretend, he He will cry with you; when you smile at him, he will also smile at you just to pretend."

"Isn't this just imitation? As the first Lantern, Firong has no emotions, which is quite sad."

Bobo was a little confused. Although he understood human psychology as a detective, he had not seen as many perverted patients as Harley.

"It's not entirely imitation. They will calculate logically, what attitude they should use to deal with the attitudes of others. They have almost lost their common sense, and only calculations and reasoning are left."

The little lunatic took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and put them on, turning into a doctor's serious face:

"Of course, the Justice League should be more familiar with this because there's another bad guy in the universe who also has this disease."

"You mean Brainiac?" Barry raised his hand to answer the question. For some reason, he was still rocking after the music stopped.

Harley nodded towards him happily, her eyes were like looking at another good student:

"Yes, Brainiac is a typical example of lack of emotion. The bad things he did, such as shrinking other people's planets and putting them in jars, observing people's social status and psychological changes in microscopic forms, etc., are all In order to allow myself to have feelings.”

"It's just that Brainiac is born with deficiencies. After all, he is an AI robot. The disaster is caused by the imprisonment of the day after tomorrow. He is the real psychopath." Diana also understood. She nodded slowly. After all, Brainiac is also an old acquaintance.

At this time, Su Ming nodded and gave the final addition:

"Yes, when he attacked me at first, it was just a beast-like stress response. Then his attitude seemed that if I was mean to him, he would be mean to me; if I showed that I wanted to communicate, then he would want to communicate. So I showed him something that he couldn't understand at all, arousing his curiosity, and then I took the opportunity to get close to him and let him respond to me with a singing and dancing attitude."

"Then you danced hand in hand with him, effectively occupying all his limbs. At this time, you let the strangulating tentacles hold the black diamond and stab him from behind."

Bobo added the final details, his observational skills always strong.

Su Ming smiled and rubbed the orangutan's head, saying that he was right: "That's it, there are many key details in my intelligence. First of all, on our Earth 0, the little blue people once extracted the genes of the evil spirits to create three generations of lanterns. , did Hal tell you?"

"Yes, Stuart also said it." Diana looked at Hal who stumbled in the air: "So you know that the evildoer has biological characteristics."

"Yes, that's it. Moreover, the scourge of Earth 0 was once killed by the Black Death Emperor, which means that he has a soul, and this can also be used." Deathstroke shrugged, saying that the problem was actually that simple. .

Fu Rong's fighting power is not weak, and he also has time and space capabilities. The colorful light can even distort reality, and each of his clones can be resurrected again and again.

If it were a head-to-head confrontation, this battle would be another protracted battle in the super-time flow.

Su Ming didn't have time to waste with him.

Then taking advantage of the opponent's psychological weakness, coupled with his biological characteristics, and knowing that he has almost no magic resistance, the tactical choice will naturally be clear.

"But you still haven't explained why it's dancing?" Xiao Dai's eyes narrowed, and he curled his lips as if he was speechless: "If you want to make him curious, there are many ways you can use it, and you can come up with many things that he doesn't know. Of the things I’ve seen, why is it dance? Or rumba?”

The Supreme Mage just blinked at her, smiled and waved to Hal and others who landed not far away, and whispered: "Because I know you want to see it too."

"What? I, I didn't!" Diana gritted her teeth and emphasized in a low voice.

"If you really don't want to watch it, you can completely stop the colonel and the others from dancing on the spaceship." Su Ming seemed to see through her guilty conscience and took her hand and squeezed: "But you didn't, even though you acted like You didn’t care, but in fact you still let them finish dancing, and you didn’t leave at the same time, right?”

"That's what Harley wants to see." Xiao Dai threw the pot to Harley with a guilty conscience.

"Okay, just think it's for her." Su Ming showed a panicked expression and walked towards the scarred Hal: "Hal! Are you okay? What happened?"

He acted as if he didn't know anything, pretending to be sincerely concerned, and even inadvertently revealed his nine light rings.

At this time, the greatest lantern had to be supported by his girlfriend even when he was walking. He was still supporting his lower back with his own hands, looking in pain, grinning and high-fiving Deathstroke:

"I can't die. It's almost like being hit by the subway when I'm not wearing the Lantern Corps uniform. Hey, my ribs and lumbar spine are probably broken, but I can still hold on."

"What an amazing willpower!" Su Ming gave a thumbs up and patted Sinestro, who was also seriously injured: "You are all good, so what are your plans next?"

Hal looked at the main lantern furnace aside, stood up unsteadily, and gasped: "Use the white light to purify the surrounding black light atmosphere, and then inject the light of dawn into the main lantern furnace to save the life of the ion shark!"

Su Ming nodded with understanding: "Good plan, where are the others in the lantern troupe?"

"Only a few of us came here first. There are still many lantern corpses on the planet. They will maintain their battle line to prevent anyone from disturbing us." Sinestro pointed to the sky in the distance, where various lights came and went, and it was still very lively.

The only people present now are Hal, Carol, Sinestro, Kyle, and Soranik.

"That's good... By the way, Hal, do you have a headache after being resurrected? Did you get hit in the head during the battle just now?"

Deathstroke suddenly asked about something unrelated.