The Death Knell

The meat ball has no mouth or eyes, and looks a bit like a giant heart, except that it is also like a chocolate fountain, with red blood flowing out from the top.

The last time Su Ming saw this kind of meat ball was in the cancerous universe. However, although they looked very similar to the same kind of flesh and blood growths, the meat ball in front of him did not give people any disgusting feeling. Instead, it only felt friendly, just like It is a part of your own body.

It is pure, contains no impurities, and contains no threats.

Human flesh and blood is originally pure, but different souls and thoughts turn them into different colors, and the red of all living beings is just the most natural primary color.

Its breath is full of wildness and chaos, because life is often an uncontrolled impulse, but what it says next second has reason.

"Deathstroke, this is our first communication. We want to thank you on behalf of all flesh and blood."

The heart was beating, and the sound sounded directly in Su Ming's body, like a yes-man in his stomach, with echoes.

The Red of the Gods claims to be 'us', which may really be a plural number, because its voice is like billions of voices superimposed together. It sounds like men, women, old, young, and even animals. Chirping sounds, but their meanings can also be understood and understood.

This is a very strange feeling. Even if you are just floating in a small red closed environment, you can feel that you are interconnected with countless flesh and blood lives.

"Are you talking about the Blackness of Decay thing? You're welcome. I just happened to meet it." Su Ming looked at the huge meat ball and found that it was not a material existence. The heart was just a thing that could be understood by humans. Intuitive image.

"Maybe you don't realize it, but your actions still maintain the order of the life cycle. Our consciousness is disordered and chaotic, but we must abide by certain rules."

The complex multiple voices sounded again. It seemed to have no emotion and its tone was dry, but for some reason, people could feel its joy.

It is a kind of feeling that arises from the bottom of the heart, like the pleasure felt by biological instinct.

"Death told me that circulation is very important, and I can understand it." Su Ming said the name of the Gothic girl and waved his hand carelessly: "But let's not talk about the black and white world for the time being. I am contacting you today because I want to I want you to help me find a few people.”

Hearing the name of Death, the Red of All Beings paused for a moment. Its authority is far inferior to that of the Endless Family, because it can only manage flesh and blood creatures, while Death is the master of all souls.

"Are you looking for Darkseid? Then there is nothing we can do. He is a new god and has already exceeded the control of our Life Parliament."

"No, Darkseid can't even find me for the time being, and naturally you can't either. What I want you to help me find is a person named Simon Santo, or a little Japanese named Nakano."

With a thought, Su Ming used cosmic energy to project the appearance of the two of them, holding them in the palm of his hand like an advertising product.

He also entered this space with consciousness and had no entity. However, the energy of the universe does not rely on material existence. It is a power that can be mastered by the soul.

"Virtual portraits have no meaning to us, Death Knell. All living beings are red in our eyes. We need more intuitive things to help you, such as their smell, their pulse frequency, and the traces of their souls."

The Red of All Beings answered in a complicated voice. It treated all souls with flesh and blood equally, and there was no difference between humans and animals, so it confidently admitted that it was face blind.

"That's it, it's easy to say. If you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. I'll go to the Saint Industrial Building later and go to the chairman's office to scrape off some dandruff and hair." Su Ming had his next goal. Ready to evacuate, just strangulate to disconnect the tentacles from the black orchid.

"Please wait a moment, Deathstroke, are you willing to be our spokesperson?" Red of All Beings invited. After all, Deathstroke is obviously much more powerful than Animal Man and Black Orchid.

Whether a spokesperson is strong or not is crucial for several concepts in the Parliament of Life that both cooperate and struggle with each other.

But when faced with the invitation, Su Ming just shook his head:

"Thank you for your kindness, but I am only interested in human beings. As for beasts, aliens, and deformed monsters, I just want to kill them, eat their meat, and sleep on their skins. I really don't care. It is in line with your philosophy. When it comes to choosing a spokesperson, it is recommended that you only choose the right one, not the expensive one."

After saying that, Deathstroke nodded towards the huge meat ball, showed a smile, and then disappeared into the blood-red space with a pop.

"What did the Red of All Living Things talk to you about?" Bobo climbed onto Deathstroke's shoulder curiously. Although Deathstroke only froze for a moment in the outside world, he knew that soul communication can often transmit a huge amount of information in a short time: "Swamp Monster used to be distracted for a while, and then he would tell me that it was the green of all things that conveyed his will to him."

"Haha, he lied." Poison Ivy, who was leaning next to Harley, directly intervened. She waved her hands with disdain: "The green of all things can only convey simple thoughts such as happiness or sadness, like the swamp monster. , he went to South America to massacre logging teams, and he went to sea to blow up other people's ships transporting timber. It was all his own will, and it was just an excuse for the greenness of all things."

Black Orchid also nodded. As someone who had been controlled by Witch Moment and personally attacked the Tree Council, she only felt the sadness coming from her heart at that time and nothing else.

The trees cannot speak to plead for mercy or give orders.

"Either the swamp monster is lying, or he is schizophrenic, and there is a green personality in his head that he thinks is giving him orders." Black Orchid said this, which also confirmed Poison Ivy's statement.

"Oh! It's getting more and more interesting!" Harley's eyes widened, her eyes rolled crazily in her sockets, and she couldn't help but smile.

But when she thought about Swamp Monster's death, her face suddenly changed, and she became regretful and sad because she lost a psychological guinea pig.

Bobo has nothing to do with the ladies. Although he is an orangutan, he is also a gentleman. In addition, it is always bad to talk about the deceased behind his back, so he can only look at the death knell helplessly, hoping that he can answer the question just now and let him Don't make the situation so embarrassing.

"I didn't say anything important. I just asked it to help me find someone. Its request is similar to that of a police dog, so we have to go to the Saint Industrial Building. I hope that the efficiency of the Gotham bosses will not be too high. , the building hasn’t been blown up yet.”

As he was talking, Su Ming turned his gaze to the city center in the distance. The dense rain curtain obscured the clarity of his vision, but it did not cover the violent explosion fire in the next moment.

Not far from Wayne Tower, a building lit up like a beacon, and then collapsed instantly. Instead, rising from the ground was dark red billowing smoke and fire.

"Ah, it seems too late." Bobo closed his mouth in embarrassment.