The Death Knell

It was originally a good thing, but at the same time, everything around him faded away in an instant, the lights above his head disappeared, and the wall in front of him turned into lines and gradually faded away, leaving only the starry sky shining brightly. of infinite universe.

Mr. President, who had been chatting with reporters in the lecture hall before, came to the front of the death knell at some point, with only a half-smile on his black face:

"Oh, dear Deathstroke, you really make me sad. You played the multi-crisis game very well this time, and I was going to give you some rewards, but you are actually planning to drive me away again."

Su Ming spread his hands and stood in front of Lao Li. His voice sounded innocent:

"I am doing this for your own good, Pharaoh. You have been away from home for a long time. It is time to go back and see your brothers and sisters."

"Hehehehe, is this a human joke?"

The president floated in the starry sky, his suit twisted and squirmed, turning into a pharaoh's robe woven with linen and gold threads, and a two-color crown of gold and blue appeared on his head.

His face turned into a void, with only two light spots emitting star-like light. These were his eyes.

After discovering the true identity of the Black Pharaoh, he continued:

"I have no flesh and blood at all. I am a crazy concept, the desire in people's hearts, a magnificent dream of the universe, and a door beyond your imagination. Are you sure you want to give up the chance of your own sublimation? The truth of all this is clearly at your fingertips. and."

"The truth?" Deathstroke's voice came out from behind the mask. He sounded emotionless.

"Yes, the truth, in words you humans can understand, is about dreams and reality. From our perspective, it is insignificant dust." The Black Pharaoh stood in the starry sky with his hands behind his back, tilting his head and looking towards Lao Li, who called, had no intention of stopping him.

But just like that, the stars also moved with the flow of his eyes, and dense noises like bubbles coming out of mud sounded in the universe.

"I'm probably not far from going crazy when I pursue the truth you say, so thank you for your kindness, but I still prefer to be a human being." Deathstroke shook his head, and he also crossed his arms and looked at the place where there seemed to be no Far from the edge: "After all, the truth may always be in my hands. For example, in this universe, you are actually limited, right?"

The Black Pharaoh had no face at this time, but he still had a pair of small red eyes, which stared at the death knell, as if to see through the secret in the latter's heart.

"Oh? Why do you think so?" Pharaoh seemed to be a little interested. He put his hand on his chin: "I am omniscient, at least as far as the five dimensions that humans can see, that is true."

"According to my experience, people who say they are omniscient and omnipotent generally cannot do these things." Su Ming also smiled. He looked at Lao Li walking around holding a phone and chatting: "Because in the setting of the Marvel Universe , there is no omniscient and omnipotent person in the true sense. Maybe you once were outside, but now you have entered this limited box, you are not. Even TOAA is not omniscient. As long as I ask it who is the real God, It doesn’t answer the question.”

The Black Pharaoh thought for a moment and tried to answer this question, but he could only open his black mouth but could not make a sound.

There are many trinity entities in the Marvel Universe, including the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Jehovah, the Messiah, the Creator God, and TOAA, but none of them are God (The GOD).

In the setting, there is no God in the Marvel universe, but God is everywhere. This is a contradiction, and there is no right answer.

"It really surprises me. I didn't realize there was such a restriction before." Pharaoh was even happier now. For him, finding something he couldn't do was more satisfying than having everything go as he wished.

The long and endless life span made him bored, but now, he felt the joy brought by ignorance, which was a blind and joyful pleasure.

"Are you happy? In fact, you have another restriction. As ancient aliens, you cannot kill any important characters in Marvel stories with your own hands. In other words, you cannot kill Spider-Man, Captain America, or Even if you kill many people with roles and popularity, you can’t kill me naturally.”

When Deathstroke said this, he simply took off his mask, took out a cigarette and started smoking, completely unprepared.

"So the last time you slashed me with your sword, it was actually a test? To see if I would fight back?"

The Black Pharaoh was even happier. He smiled and rubbed his hands together like a big black fly.

"Not only that, from the first time we met on an alien planet, plus that sword blow not long ago, generally speaking, I have offended you twice."

The smiling Su Ming held a cigarette in his mouth and nodded, the smoke covering his face:

"According to the mythological records that I have learned, the Black Pharaoh is not a kind saint who cannot fight back or retaliate. So, do you not want to kill me? Or can't you kill me?"

"What do you think?" Black Pharaoh sighed, but soon smiled again.

"I guess it's the latter. Marvel in the Cancerous Universe is an example. To you, he is just a small existence like me, but you did not strengthen or obliterate him. The ancient ones only lured him to fall. Into madness. As one of the few sane avatars of the gods, if the actions of other ancients are meaningless and blind, you are not. Everything you do is for the crazy drama of the story."

Deathstroke calmly gave his analysis, even though the evil god's face was almost close to his cigarette butt, he had no intention of dodge.

"Actually, I just want to give you a gift." The black man shook his head. He didn't say anything more, but changed back to the appearance of Mr. President: "Okay, I know knowledge may make you crazy, but in that case, Wouldn’t it be more fun?”

"You keep saying you want to play, but you don't play with Wade. Generally speaking, I don't believe what others say, I only watch what they do." The Supreme Mage was unmoved, although gathering information has always been his hobby. , but it also depends on where the information comes from.

The knowledge given by the ancients is like a condom stained with HIV. The more you use it, the more it will push people to destruction.

"Well, that's a shame, but when the stars align, we'll be back..."

The black president raised his hand to say goodbye. After saying these words, he suddenly disappeared.

The surrounding illusions were also dispelled at the same time. Deathstroke and Lao Li returned to the corridor of the white house, with soft carpets under their feet and various unconscious staff beside them.

The old man slowly put away his phone and shook his head:

"Thanks to my acquaintance with August Derleth when I was young, I temporarily allowed him to withdraw the authorization to use Naia's character... Really, you should be more careful in the future, as the Supreme Mage You must be responsible for the timeline and stop mixing these alien god system things into your story on Earth. I won’t help you a second time.”

"He was the one who caught up with me, and I'm a very good citizen." Deathstroke also handed the old man a cigarette. After all, cartoonists, how can any cartoonist not smoke?

The old man took the cigarette and walked out. He didn't even have time to say goodbye. He was leaving and felt tired.

"Why don't you stay and have lunch together, Mr. Li?" Su Ming asked to stay. He still had many things he wanted to ask the old man.

But the old man put on the postman hat again and ran away, as fast as the Flash, and left a sentence on the spot: "You know what an Easter egg is, if I become a permanent character, the story will be ruined! Give up your time Come on, let everything take its course, bye!"

Seeing the person disappear before his eyes, Deathstroke laughed:

"It's impossible to let nature take its course, Adjutant, Plan C, send a black president's android over."