The Death Knell

As long as the tactics are appropriate and the division of labor between those who execute them is in place, no battle should last too long.

If a battle requires several days or nights, and the battle is overwhelming, it means that the tactics are not chosen correctly.

Just like now, with the super speed provided by the vehicle Wally, Su Ming hit Merlin's head in a single charge with the help of Strangler until it vaporized and was eaten. Then Diana and Donna attacked from behind. Because he was afraid that he was still alive, he chopped the body into pieces that looked like steaks.

How should I put it, this is overkill. It seems that they didn't realize that anger and worry drove them to do this, but they were happy as long as they were happy, so Su Ming also helped chop the stuffing.

"Duoduoduo..."

After a series of dense sounds, there was only a pile of fat and thin bones left in front of the eyes. The faces of the two women were covered with blood, but after they calmed down, they both had a smile of victory on their faces.

Donna kicked the pile of meat, picked out the scarf made of black feathers as a trophy, and jumped up happily:

"We won! Sister, we defeated Merlin."

After all, this name represents the top power in the magic world. Compared with him, Donna is just a junior, so this victory feels a bit glorious.

But she also knew that the biggest contribution should be the weapon of Deathstroke. The strange light and X metal merged with each other. At a moment just now, she seemed to have seen the black sun, which was the thing that killed Merlin.

Touching her sister's back, Diana appeared calmer and calmer. She wiped the blood on her face with her backhand and looked at Deathstroke for advice: "Slade, did we really kill him?"

"Maybe, at least the one in front of me has been done, but if it is really related to the time flow, I can't say." Su Ming jumped off the armrest of the chair and pointed to the sky for everyone to see: "The snow stopped, everyone stood up stable."

Not only did the snowflakes stop, but cracks appeared in the sky, and then like a broken mirror, the snow-covered plain fell to pieces.

Back, everyone came out of the sub-layer pocket space like a matryoshka doll, and returned to the palace constructed by Hecate. Not far away is the golden round door. It is still the same here, but there is no more space outside the palace door. There are no more screams and neighs of monsters.

"I feel like it's done." Bobo happily took out his pipe and walked towards the golden door: "I want to see what's different about this door."

Wally, on the other hand, seemed to be under a heavy burden. He stepped down from the suspended throne and immediately fell to his knees on the ground. The moment Deathstroke drew his sword, Merlin had millions of options to dodge, all relying on Moby. Wushu comprehensively analyzed these possibilities and found a flight route that he could never avoid.

Cooperating with the Speed ​​Force to seal this road, causing the two sides to collide, causing Deathstroke to blow the enemy's head off, it was all calculated.

Wally also put in a lot of effort.

But for him, who was sitting in a chair, the load on his mind was too great. Now he had a splitting headache, and the front of his eyes went black. It was all about his willpower that he could not faint.

In fact, Deathstroke should have been dealt with by Barry. After all, stasis should be useful to Merlin. There is no need to bring out the chair at all. This is too fatal.

Su Ming came over, took Wally's arm to lift him up, and took out a few pieces of chocolate to replenish Wally's energy:

"Are you okay Wally? You saved our Earth."

Hearing this, the man in the blue lightning uniform's eyes lit up, and he suddenly seemed to feel less uncomfortable. He cheered up and asked:

"Really? Did I help everyone?"

"Yes, my friend, you are a hero, and your Lightning family are all good." Deathstroke hooked his neck and patted the chest with the lightning symbol: "If it weren't for you, I might have used a backup plan. That would be more troublesome.”

"Is there any backup plan?" Donna shook the flesh and blood on the sword and asked curiously.

"Of course there is a backup plan. For example, I can use the topsy-turvy ball to fight him head-on. But Darkseid doesn't know where he is hiding yet. Using the topsy-turvy ball now may be exploited." Su Ming leaned Wally against the wall on one side. He turned around and went to check Merlin's body: "Speaking of it, this is a knight's battle. They charge each other, and life and death only depend on the two horses riding each other. If you think about it carefully, it feels a bit romantic."

Donna put away her sword and shield, and rubbed her little face to relieve the numbness caused by the low temperature:

"I would rather live a good life than be romantic."

On the other hand, another person who was listening to Deathstroke had a different perspective. Not only did Wally not realize that he was the horse, he was happily eating the chocolate and nodding his head.

After he was released from prison, he still had some psychological barriers. He always felt that he was a murderer, but today he was recognized by Deathstroke and was considered a hero. He was extremely happy.

Su Ming was also very happy to see him so happy. After all, he liked to make people smile.

"Adjutant, send our little hero home."

As soon as the light flashed, Wally and the Mobius chair disappeared. This was not a ruthless act of burning bridges, but I just hoped that Wally could go home and have a good rest. It was really not the behavior of a scumbag who just threw it away after use.

After dismissing the lightning, Su Mingcai squatted next to the pile of meat, checked the coat that Merlin had taken off, and reached into his pockets.

After all, he is a magician, and each of his pockets is a small space with many things piled inside.

Some jewelry, probably antiques, were given to Donna and Bobo to sell for money.

The weapon Merlin used had the inscription of the Knight of Mirror Lake on the sword. He probably snatched it from Ainara and gave it to Diana, who was better at dealing with female warriors.

There are some magic props that I can’t quite understand, so give the Magic Floating Cloak as a snack. It’s doing well today, so I’ll give it a snack.

There are also various magic materials and documents. Su Ming keeps these things and throws them back to the experts for study.

"Um?"

However, while packing up the information, Deathstroke found a book that was obviously too new. The other information was either a parchment or a deerskin book, but it was a thick manuscript written on paper.

After opening it and taking a quick look, Su Ming closed it with a snap, because he knew what it was just by seeing the author's signature on the title page of the book.

I can see it, but others can't, or even mention it.

The Old Ones are basically extinct in the DC universe because their stories are no longer circulated and no one knows about their existence, so they will not be summoned.

Once the knowledge in this book is leaked, it will be the most difficult crisis. It is more convenient for such things to be kept by the Supreme Mage.

"Slade, look at this, is it the Alchemy Stone?" Donna was also helping to pick out her pockets. She didn't pay attention to Deathstroke's reading and was busy working.

At this time, she opened her little fist. In the palm of her hand, there was a golden round ball. It looked a bit like the fitness balls used by old men in Su Ming's previous life to practice hand strength.

It's just that there is only one, the material is stone, and it is numb, and it looks like a golden walnut.

However, before Su Ming could say anything, the golden ball seemed to be attracted by something, and instantly broke through the air, and embedded itself on the golden round door with a 'ding' sound.

The golden vines on the door seemed to come alive. They squirmed around the small ball and dragged it into the door. Then the door began to emit a bright light and the door creaked.

"Bobo, come back quickly!"

Su Ming threw out his cloak and rolled back to the orangutan who was inspecting the door. He looked at the golden door warily, because from the door that was only opened a crack, a strange and strange atmosphere full of chaos came out.