The Death Knell

Su Ming took off his cloak, pulled a few people down to the bottom of the sea, and then headed straight for the underwater city that could be seen.

Although it looks like just a coin slot from the sea, when you get down, you can see that the seawater in the ruins of the city has been drained. It's more like an invisible bowl holding up the sea, and marine life is swimming above everyone's heads. move.

"It's quite beautiful." Donna said, and she scratched her face: "It feels different from what I can see when I swim."

Bobo didn't care about the scenery. He was observing the city. After rolling his dark eyes several times, he shook his head:

"No, this city is a hodgepodge. This house looks like a Greek temple, that house looks like a pyramid, the statues are Nordic style, and there are dozens of other civilized architectural styles. I can't judge He at all. Where was Carter's door placed?"

"It doesn't matter, just because we can't find it, it's a good thing that Merlin is walking in front of us." Diana was also observing the building, but she was more optimistic: "As long as we move fast enough to catch up with him and don't give him a chance to open the door That’s good.”

"I don't think Merlin wants to open the door. He most likely wants to dismantle the door on the dilapidated house and move it back to his home to install it." Su Ming was also observing the distribution of the buildings, but this was just a city ruins, there was nothing there. Distribution at all?

After hearing this statement, Diana thought about it for a moment and nodded in approval. After all, she believed in Deathstroke more than her own judgment.

Su Ming simply let the flying carpet land at the damaged city gate. Merlin floated on the seabed mud without leaving any footprints, but his decent behavior of pushing away the seawater was definitely a mistake.

British men, except for those scumbags like Constantine, most of the time they are very particular about respectability.

The clothes should fit well and the hair should not be messed up. Even if you are on the battlefield, you still have to drink afternoon tea when it is time.

For example, if Merlin dives, Strangler may not be able to smell the scent he leaves behind, but in the air, the symbiote's sense of smell is very good.

Merlin had been to that used bookstore not long ago, killed a man, and ripped out the female knight's heart. He must have the smell of blood on his body.

Apart from anything else, if you take out someone's heart, the amount of bleeding will definitely be huge. Strangler smelled that woman's blood in the Batcave, so he just needs to find the same smell in this city.

"Hey."

The black bean sprouts were spinning on Deathstroke's other shoulder like a radar. The strangle expression was a bit strange. The other party's scent was intermittent in the air, as if the guy named Merlin was constantly flashing through space.

It takes more time to identify, and the bottom of the sea smells so bad, worse than the sewers.

"The mud at the bottom of the sea is like this, you just get used to it." Su Ming touched the bean sprouts and carried the orangutan forward: "But there seems to be something else in this city. I feel like there is a creature staring at me. , don’t smell the wrong smell.”

"I also feel like I'm being watched."

Xiao Dai turned his head and looked around, but the lighting conditions on the seabed were very poor and he couldn't see anything suspicious within a short distance.

"Slade, you said this is Hecate's home, so will she leave anything to look after?" Donna and Diana formed a two-person formation, and asked Deathstroke while moving forward cautiously. The girl flexed her wrists. Turning his sword: "For example, the golem that all magicians like?"

"A battle doll made of clay? That's such an old tradition. I still miss it a little bit."

Bobo took up the conversation, and he also drew out his night blade. Although it didn't have much fighting power, it could at least look good. He explained to Deathstroke:

"I haven't seen clay dolls or movable armor for a long time since some mages used clay golems to make sex dolls in the past few decades, which caused some, er, 'chicken-and-egg' accidents."

Regarding their statement, Su Ming just asked Strangler to extend his tentacles to cover the entire city, trying his best to capture the smell of blood and follow them. He said:

"It doesn't matter, just show them off when you encounter other ghosts. The key target of the mission is Merlin. I guess he wants to take down the door, but I don't know how he is going to do it, so it's best to give him enough time."

"Hey!"

At this time, Strangler smelled the clue, and the black bean sprout immediately turned into the shape of an arrow, pointing out the direction to the host.

It can be said that the first step was a bit beyond expectations, because the place that Strangler pointed out was not a temple or a pyramid, nor a pile of broken stone ruins, but a well.

It just looks a bit eerie and wet, as if it's the kind of ancient well that Sadako will crawl out of in the next second.

This well is located among a pile of statue remains. Not far away is the shattered statue of Hecate. Although she fell to the ground and was broken into several sections, and even her head was stuck in the mud at the bottom of the sea, the gentle figure The smile still looks clear.

The white stone is marble. In addition to the statue of Hecate, there are also many stone statues of birds and animals. But their common feature is that they have not withstood the tempering of time and have become garbage by now.

"Are you really going to stay underground? Great." The orangutan took out his pipe and took a puff. His demeanor became much more relaxed, because everyone knew that the underground was Deathstroke's domain, and he was always good at tunnel combat.

The wellhead is complete, and these silly, thick things are more durable than works of art. However, the closer you get to the wellhead, the more you feel an eerie coolness. This feeling makes Bobo's black hair stand up. , just like when you encounter a ghost in Shadow Crown Mansion.

He quickly looked at the darkness behind everyone to make sure there was nothing white floating by, then he felt relieved.

"Don't worry, this is the bottom of the sea, there are no ghosts, and the black light ring will not react." Su Ming seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and casually helped the orangutan to smooth its hair: "But it is certain that there are magic traps, hold tight. Let’s not let go.”

"The orangutan knows that I don't want to die yet. Really, if I had known I should not have gotten involved in this matter." The orangutan took a few deep breaths and nodded to show that he was ready, but he was still complaining: "I was just I wanted to help Rory see the scene of the murder, but who knew that in an hour he would be running to the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, preparing to confront the most powerful sorcerer in history?"

"What he calls the strongest sorcerer is only in the d universe. Don't forget, I am the supreme mage in another universe." Su Ming sat on the edge of the well, crossed his legs and swayed a few times: "If in my On Earth 40k, many of the 'supposedly strongest' mages would tremble all over just looking at me, and some of them would lose control of their urination and defecation."

"Tsk! Then they must all have cerebral thrombosis." Xiaofu orang answered with a smile, he was still as good as before.

While chatting and laughing, the four of them entered the well one by one, with their cloaks carrying them. The well seemed to be another world, and everyone's vision fell into deeper darkness.

The magic floating cloak descended very quickly. If anyone with good eyesight watched, they would find that several people had turned into a black light.

However, dozens of seconds later, everyone was still descending and still had not reached the bottom.

You must know that even if the cloak flies casually, it will take dozens of seconds to fly from the earth to Andromeda, but now everyone is still in this well, which is obviously wrong.

"Slade, what should we do?"

Bobo was already lying down, smoking calmly while waiting for Su Ming to think of a solution. Although he had been dealing with magic for decades, he had never encountered such a situation.