The Death Knell

"North Central Positronics Industrial Group."

Su Ming looked at the light sign on the tallest tower in the city, pinched the cigarette in his hand and looked at the city. The technology here is much more advanced than that of Lourdes, but the essence of social class exploitation has not changed. It is nothing more than slave workers replaced by Just a company dog.

"There's nothing worth seeing, and I can't tell which people on the street are alive and which are androids. They all have strange expressions."

Mi Ke obviously doesn't like this place. This city is called North Central Positronic Industrial Group. There is no other name. The city is the company and the company is the city. It is a perfect integration.

It is also a city built in mid-air. The original skeleton looks like a blast furnace for oil refining, but there is not so much steam. The main colors of the city are also colorful. The neon light technology seems to have been preserved.

"It's okay. Let's buy some souvenirs in the city and leave." Deathstroke led the mysterious guest on the not-so-wide street, surrounded by dense crowds of people: "This can barely be regarded as a cyberpunk world. There may be interesting video games. Woolen cloth."

"Are you going to give it to Spider-Man?" Mysterio immediately made an association. Whether it was the original 40K Peter Parker or the recently immigrated Little Black Spider, they were both at an age that liked to play games.

"Yes, cultivating a group of Spider-Man often has many benefits. Spider-Man is one of the demons that I have the closest relationship with today. It and Spider-Man have a mutual influence on each other. In addition, in times of crisis, Spider-Man can also be used as a sacrifice. God, in exchange for BUFF in all aspects."

Su Ming saw a store and walked over with Mysterio. At least he could ask where they could buy video games.

This is a very ordinary store. From the front, it looks like a place selling spare parts. The cloak that turned into a denim bandana immediately secretly made signs and wrote on the neck of the Supreme Mage. He was the only living member of the shop owner's family, and the others were not. 'Soul' fake.

Unlike Killer, that bear has a bionic soul, but the mass-produced bionic man here obviously does not have that configuration.

Despite this, these bionic people are not something that ordinary people can distinguish. For example, the shop owner himself knows nothing. He still smiles when receiving customers, probably because he is very satisfied with his family.

Even though this small shop is about the same size as the five-pit public toilet that Su Ming saw in his previous life, and the shop owner's family is crowded into this pigeon cage, it is obvious that he has the illusion of being happy enough due to various high-level operations.

Neither Su Ming nor Liana told him the truth.

You can't say that your wife and three children are all bionics. You have been deceived by the company and lost your pants in this life, right?

After buying a small electric screwdriver, Deathstroke smiled, patted his denim vest, and asked him:

"Boss, do you know where I can buy video games?"

"I don't deserve to be called boss. It's not good to be heard. As for the video games you mentioned, I haven't heard this word for a long time." The boss squatted behind the counter. The lack of space in the store made his posture very constrained. Qu, but he still smiled: "That's something only rich bosses can play. I suggest you walk towards the company tower. The closer you get to the tower, the more rich people there are."

"Okay, thank you." Su Ming waved the goods in his hand, slapped a few U.S. dollars on the counter, and turned around to open the door of the store: "I wish you good business."

"Have a nice trip too, gunslinger."

After answering, the shop owner happily picked up the money on the counter and gave it to his 'wife' behind him.

Deathstroke didn't say anything, just walked away. The situation in this small store was not an exception, but almost everyone in the city was being manipulated by the company in this way.

When technology is used for evil, the effect is almost the same as magic, and the threshold for entry is even lower.

"It's so troublesome. It's so hard to find a place that sells game consoles." Mysterio took off his hat and scratched his head, complaining a little impatiently: "Why don't I find some tentacle monsters for Miles to play with when I get back? He might think it's cool."

"It's not impossible, but I also want to go into the company's tower to get some research and development information on killing the enemy." At this point, Su Ming suddenly stopped because he saw a group of people wearing green cloaks. , was leading a few children into a dark alley.

The mysterious guest immediately entered the state. She stared at the place where those people disappeared and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to follow?"

"These people are the subordinates of the 'Blood King'. They are called 'wolves'. Every few years, they will go to various worlds to find smart children with psychic powers, abduct them, and bring them back to the lightning-struck place in the end of the world. ’s lair.”

When Deathstroke answered, he had already followed him, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far away, and at the same time explained to the student:

"After reading their memories, we have a road map to the Thunder Land. We are not far from the Dark Tower, so we don't have to go through the wrong door on the way."

"Understood, there are no cameras or police in this city. When they get to a deserted place, we can take action." Mysterio understood. After all, she also knew what strangulation was capable of.

As the name suggests, the Thunder Land is a hell in the lightning. There will be continuous lightning bombarding the ground all year round. It is a scorched earth full of death and extinction.

The Blood King is a bonus from the previous Merlin's Domino game. He is not a monarch who wants to dominate, but an anti-social madman. His biggest wish is to destroy the Dark Tower, destroy the multiverse, and then let everyone and him They are all dead together.

The wolves collect imaginative children for the Blood King, test their psychic potential, cultivate them patiently for a period of time, and then put the children on the electric chair to stimulate them to use their minds to open the door before they die.

The idea of ​​capturing children for experiments came from his chief adviser. The black mage swore that the Dark Tower had limits, and that if too many parallel worlds were connected at the same time, it would collapse.

The Blood King believed it and actually did it.

But Su Ming knew that this counselor was Merlin's clone, so it was true that he could open the door, but it was false that the Dark Tower would fall because of it.

The Blood King worked hard for countless reincarnations, and fell against the protagonist Roland again and again, but in the end it was just the fun of the Shadow of Creation.

But when it comes to ending the cycle, Su Ming has experience.

The master and apprentice quietly followed the group of cloaked men. Considering that the streets were filled with all kinds of low-level company employees, no matter how they ran, they would not be conspicuous.

Soon they were joined by the group of people. These people walked in circles in the alleys for a distance, even the drunks blocking the way didn't bother to pay attention. They were obviously very familiar with the city and were in a hurry. Where to go.

The colorful city lights are beautiful, but the alleys are always dark. This is a suitable area for killing people and stealing goods, but for the sake of safety, Su Ming waited until they reached the most remote and uninhabited place before taking action.

A group of soldiers who have been trained with cold weapons are not serious enemies and can only be dealt with with guns.

He and Mysterio both took out their revolvers, quietly approached from behind the group of people, and then fired in the back as if they were black guns. After a crisp sound like exploding beans, all the wolves kicked their legs and fell to the ground in pain.

Mysterio used magic to gather the panicked children. Although the dark tentacles formed by shadow magic obviously frightened them more, under these conditions, it was good to survive.

Su Ming let Hangsha taste these wolves, read their still active brain memories, and participate in the revolving door before their death, as a guest actor or something.

Ten seconds later, as each empty head fell to the ground, Su Ming nodded towards the students:

"I know, let's set off now, and we can catch up on some interesting things."