The Death Knell

Chapter 3275 Soul Tracking

The Scarecrow is so violent that it can hardly hear any words, it is driven by pain, and Charlie's screams want it to incinerate all souls in front of it.

Its wish is to prevent Charlie from being harmed, and it even wants to go back in time and prevent Charlie from suffering that misfortune.

But it can't do it, because among the many personalities, there are personalities that are even more powerful than it.

They were created by that event, and going back in time to stop the rape would be to kill them all.

Charlie has the personality of a speedster, a more powerful sorcerer personality, and even a girl version of God, an old god who "bleeds pus and blood from non-existent wounds all over his body" and so on.

They all want that case to happen because they have vested interests.

Wanting to protect Charlie but not being able to do so, the pain comes from the lack of strength, and this pain keeps the Scarecrow in a perpetual state of rage, commonly known as madness.

As soon as it comes out, it will kill everyone. No matter whether they are innocent or not, they will be regarded as enemies by it. Even the food delivery person accidentally stabbed her when signing the Crazy Express Pen, and the scarecrow came out. Burn the young man to ashes.

Being stabbed into the body, pain, being injured and bleeding, are all its triggers. When the Crazy Jane personality encounters these, it will immediately replace Jane to bear it all.

"You don't want to make a deal? That means you don't understand people."

Facing the burning branch that it stretched out, which was the scarecrow's claws, Su Ming still had time to chat with Eagle Girl:

"Don't be nervous, Kendra. I really like making friends. There are many people with low intelligence in the demon race, but they also know what it means to make friends with force."

"..."

Eagle Girl rolled her eyes. If the solution is to be solved by violence, then suppression is enough. What do you mean by using force to make friends?

"Godslayer, baseball bat."

The scarecrow is about four meters tall including the cross. It needs to bend down to reach the ceiling of the sewer. However, with the cross behind it, it cannot lean back, so if it bends forward, it means that the top of its head will be facing directly. ahead.

This pose is so on point, and the pumpkin head is great.

So Su Ming jumped up and hit it hard with a baseball bat. Because the devil was thick-skinned and would not really die in the non-hell dimension, he used a little strength.

With just one blow to the head, he drove the tall demon into the concrete ground in front of him, and a deep cross-shaped well appeared.

It seemed that it still refused to admit defeat. After a few seconds, it spurted out flames from the deep well. It wanted to jump out and continue fighting, but the death knell guarding the wellhead knocked it down again with a stick.

Crowbar, big wrench, claw hammer, hockey stick, polo stick, toilet shovel...

The weapon in Deathstroke's hand that seemed to be made of light kept deforming, driving the devil into the abyss again and again. The sound of the knocking was like thunder, spreading far and wide along the sewer.

Kendra no longer bothered to cover her nose. She had covered her ears and hid far away. Whenever the death knell struck the groundhog, her neck would subconsciously shrink, as if she could feel it. It hurts.

"I'm willing to negotiate terms with you to give you face. Even Lucifer can't refuse me. I'll fight!" The death knell once again beat the jumping demon back to the ground. Its hands were fixed on the cross, and it had no feet. Can go straight up and down like a rocket: "Are you convinced? Do you still want to kill me?!"

It's useless to ask. The scarecrow can't speak. It doesn't have any way to express emotions except shooting fire from the pumpkin head's mouth.

After knocking for five minutes, Su Ming fished the scarecrow out of the pit and grabbed its chest, which was burning with the flames of hell:

"Now I want to negotiate a condition with you. If you are willing, just nod. If not, I can beat you all day long."

The burning pumpkin head moved. Its head seemed to have grown in size after a series of blows. Even though the flames seemed much smaller, it could still be seen that it was nodding, and the frequency of nodding was quite fast.

Deathstroke then let go of his hand, threw it aside, took out a white paper from his pocket to draft the contract, and cursed: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be fined. Devils can't die in other dimensions, but that doesn't mean how you feel." If you don’t have to suffer, if you cooperate with our Justice League’s work earlier, wouldn’t you not have to suffer this pain?”

"Well, let's not mention the Justice League at this time, right?" Barry came over speechlessly, his expression also painful: "If this gets out, everyone will think that we use force to bully others."

"The other person you are talking about is actually not a human being, but a demon." Deathstroke rolled his eyes at Xiao Flash speechlessly: "You can ask Zatanna or Constantine later what the consequences will be if you sympathize with a demon."

"Constantine hasn't come back yet, I heard." The Flash was speechless and could only change the topic. He also looked at the demon lying obediently aside and shook his head, saying that he had tried his best, but There's no way to call it Deathstroke.

If you want to blame, you can only blame demons as they are not human beings and have no human rights.

"He can't die even if the whole world dies. There is no need to save him. Whoever goes will take the blame. He will not hesitate to fill hell with reinforcements in order to escape."

Su Ming quickly signed his name in cursive script on the white paper, as if he was more proficient in business than the devil. Then he threw the contract in triplicate to the scarecrow:

"Press your fingerprints, and you can use your ability to track living souls to help us find the chief. When I return to the main dimension, I will sacrifice a chicken's soul to you."

The scarecrow lay on the ground, the mud burning around it, but the paper Deathstroke threw to it was still intact.

It hesitated for a while, expressed that it was not enough, and wrote in the mud with a dead branch finger, saying that it wanted the priest's soul.

The God Killer in Su Ming's hand turned into a melon rounder this time. He urged angrily: "The priest will go to heaven as an angel in the morning. Don't bargain. It's just the soul of a chicken. Just do this job if you can." , If you can’t do it, replace it with someone else.”

There are many personalities in Charlie that can track souls, including several demon and angel personalities, not to mention ghost and ghost personalities, which are more specialized in souls.

The expression on the scarecrow's pumpkin face seemed to show a little grievance, but the melon rounder was obviously the nemesis of all melons. It didn't dare to risk making any more requests, so it could only press the burning handprint.

It has no fingerprints. The scarecrow's arms are branches driven by mysterious forces. Where can there be such a thing as fingerprints?

However, the contract still came into effect, and Emperor Weishan's holy seal instantly appeared on the paper as he pressed his fingerprint.

The contract that the notary needed to keep began to burn automatically and turned into a plume of smoke. Perhaps this shows that the dimension of consciousness may be the easiest place for magic to intervene.

The Supreme Mage then put away the weapon and his contract with satisfaction, turned his head and hooked his fingers at Xiao Shen:

"Okay, Barry, give that boot to our new demon friend and see if he can find the Chief's toenail scraps."

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