The Death Knell

Does Brutus really not know about Darkseid's existence? Or are you pretending to be confused? Was he fighting for his own countrymen?

Su Ming didn't care.

DC Universe Diversity 1 has been laid out by me for a long time, and I want to use it for my own purposes through subtlety. It is impossible to let other people's nails drive in. There is nothing to talk about when there is a conflict of positions.

In fact, if Brutus had spoken nicely from the beginning and not chosen to invade but to come for help, maybe the Justice League would really accept him and these doomsday natives, or at least find them a helper in the Dark Multiverse. place to live.

It's a pity that this guy with horns went the wrong way. Although this is a good thing for Su Ming, it would be more difficult to deal with people who hide their malice behind a smiling face, and it would be better to have a head-on conflict.

While thinking, he turned into a black and yellow afterimage, colliding with the opponent's figure burning with black fire.

Time seemed to slow down around the two of them. Because the speed was too fast, the surrounding environment seemed to have stopped. The sea of ​​blood on the ground also exploded into the air due to the shock wave from both sides' kicks.

Red droplets were suspended in the air like pearls. The golden light brought by the giant sword passed by, and many blood drops were cut in half, glowing strangely under the light.

Brutus had a ferocious expression, as he should have when facing the enemy who killed the entire clan, while Deathstroke could not see any expression. There was only the one-eyed black and yellow helmet on his face, and the red light in the eyepiece was strong.

The two separated at the touch of a button in mid-air, and both returned to their original places. At this time, the sonic boom that lagged far behind the actions of both parties sounded, echoing in the limited hall.

Su Ming took off his helmet and even took out a cigarette from his pocket to hold it in his mouth. Strangler lit it for him with a lighter, looking calm and relaxed.

But Brutus was different. After landing, the high-tech axes in his hands were all broken from the center of the ax face, and one of the horns on his head slowly cracked and then fell, falling to the ground. It bounced a few times.

At this time, the rain of blood that had just been stirred up fell again.

"What's your point in relying on the sharpness of your weapon?!"

The tauren dropped his broken axe, and seemed even more angry. Not only were all the members of the tribe dead, but now even the weapons were destroyed in the moment of the fight, leaving only incompetent rage.

"If you weren't in good physical condition and could hide quickly enough, that sword attack just now wouldn't have just cut off your horns." Su Ming took a puff of cigarette, smiled and moved his wrist: "Do you have any last words to say? But? Don’t keep your fellow citizens waiting.”

That being said, this minotaur's strength is really good, not inferior to Superman at all. Even if he doesn't have any martial arts skills, he can just rely on his fighting instinct to dodge the sword that can cut through the space, which is indeed a bit of a skill.

"..."

The opponent's aura is getting stronger and stronger, and his livid face even shows signs of turning red, as if he is holding back some big move.

But in the next moment, he disappeared, and a red wormhole-shaped door flashed in front of everyone.

This guy ran away again.

"Ah, he ran away." Harley was a little disappointed. The enemy slipped away before she could get a hold of her. She grabbed Su Ming's arm and shook it wildly: "Why did you let him go?"

"Oh? Did you see it?" The man touched her head, took the weapon and walked towards the door where Brutus came out before, explaining: "If I wanted to kill him, I would have used the light ring just now. He and the force must be able to kill him with one strike, but if we kill him here, it will be difficult to find the person behind him, so why not let him run thirty-nine meters first."

"Thirty-nine meters?" Cindy was a little confused. She followed the man into the blood pool, picked up the horn that the man had dropped, and rubbed the blood on her body.

This horn is red and has a special coral-like luster. It seems that she plans to take it back to someone to make a decoration.

Su Ming shook his head and smiled at his counterpart: "Just saying it casually, don't worry about the details. I'm even more curious now. If this guy really doesn't know who Darkseid is, what about the person behind him named Zubado? Does anyone know?”

"I've never even heard of the name you mentioned, don't ask me." Cindy put away the corner and patted her pocket with satisfaction: "It seems like you left some mark on him? "

"Well, I was the one fighting him at that moment, but Strangler wasn't idle either. It stuck a carved toothpick on the sole of the silly big guy's shoe."

It was the kind of toothpick engraved with various spider patterns, so Brutus ran away, but not completely. He just ran from one corner of the web bag to the other.

Fortunately, judging from his habit of running away every time he fought against each other, this guy is not as naive as he seems. Su Ming deliberately gave him a chance to run away when he spoke. If he really got the upper hand and insisted on running away, Seeking death here would be a bad thing.

A gorilla head appeared at the doorway far behind him, but he just glanced at the battlefield, decided not to wade into the red water, and immediately retreated.

However, Harley seemed to have forgotten the depression of being escaped by Brutus just now. She raised the sledgehammer above her head like an umbrella, and started "Singin' in the Rain" in the plasma, kicking the sewage everywhere, and even pulling the poison. Teng Nu danced with her, took the time to turn to Su Ming and said:

"Slade, let's not go see the bald man. I want to play in the water with Xiaohong."

Su Ming waved his hand to signal her to do whatever she wanted, and then he and Cindy opened the door that Brutus walked out of before and came to a new room.

There is a ring-shaped portal in this room. In addition, there are a large number of technological equipment. Densely packed cables and power generation devices are randomly placed on the ground. The level of this wiring is probably beyond the scope of the electrician major of Tianchao Technical School. That kind of thing.

As the blood from outside the door flowed into the room, some of these instruments and equipment had a short circuit. Sparks were emitting and bursts of burnt white smoke were rising.

In front of the portal, there was a bald man who was eagerly 'coiling' the device, like he was throwing himself on the ring, rubbing it up and down, left and right, probably trying to activate it to escape.

"It's no use, Dr. Santo, or whatever your real name is."

Su Ming didn't need a sword to deal with this kind of person. He replaced the shotgun he hadn't used for a long time and loaded it with a click:

"The transmission mechanism of your device has been cracked by my AI. It is not impossible to block a transmission channel with the same frequency. Stop struggling, face me, and smile."

The sweaty bald man stiffened for a moment. He stayed in place like a toy monkey that had lost its battery. Then he turned his head one after another like a puppet whose joints were short of oil:

"You are not Deathstroke. He can't catch me. Who are you?"