The Death Knell

In fact, Su Ming has always been in contact with wizards. Grindelwald and Dumbledore themselves are members of the Sky Council. Professor Snape is the main producer of Elixirs. Professor McGonagall occasionally comes to Karma Taj. Teaching transfiguration classes, it’s just that there’s not much time when everyone gets together.

Today, we have a party at the origin of time. No matter how long we play, time is stagnant compared to all the multidimensional things Su Ming knows so far. This is just an opportunity.

Deathstroke smiled and watched the wizards go upstairs. Although some of them didn't know how to use the elevator, Hermione should have no problem taking them.

He was sitting on a small flower bed at the entrance of an elevator with his monkey on his back. He was watching the crowds coming and going, and there was a lot of people everywhere. Instead, he was quiet amidst the commotion, and he didn't act like the organizer of today's wedding at all. He was just leisurely. smoking a cigarette.

"I'm a little curious about which worlds you've been to in the past." Bobo was also smoking a cigarette, one person and one orangutan blowing out smoke like a chimney: "They all seem to respect you."

"Huh, maybe I helped them realize their wishes while realizing my own goals, right?" Su Ming shook his head with a smile, watching a large group of Tony Starks walking through the corridor while arguing: "Although this caused Their universe is completely controlled by me, but at least they prefer this life."

"Well, it's as dark as ever." Bobo the gorilla sighed and spread his paws: "Whenever the Justice League thinks you are a good person, you will do something that breaks the bottom line of kindness."

"The bottom line exists just to be broken through. This is the way to transcend, the reverse transcendence. Besides, I'm not the only one who does this. Believe me, I have been very restrained, otherwise I would have put Batman and Cat together long ago. The girlfriend told the latter about her partner's deception."

"When did you find out?" Bobo smoked and changed from sitting to squatting.

"I was suspicious when Batman said he couldn't find Catwoman. Later, the Joker's disappearance proved my suspicion. This was one of Bat's plans." Su Ming tilted his head and rubbed Bobo's little body and asked. Said: "Harley and Constantine have also discovered it a long time ago, and I suspect Green Arrow and Martian Manhunter have also guessed something. What about you? When did you discover it?"

"A little later than you, when I made sure that the money was not in the hands of the joker and the clown." The orangutan smiled and replied. He was also a detective after all: "The clown thought he had instigated Catwoman and asked her to disappear with Bruce's money. , and then he hid in the dark to observe how Batman would react..."

"Batman and Catwoman, who had planned for a long time, played a trick. The former showed pain whenever he appeared, while the latter hid in a place only Batman knew, with money." Deathstroke took over the words and looked at the person passing by. A group of Iron Man nodded and smiled.

"You can't hide this plan from the clown for long, he will always find out." Bobo sighed, and he took out the small wine bottle in his arms and took a sip for himself.

"Batman knows this and doesn't want to deceive the Joker for long. He just needs a little time. After dealing with Darkseid's crisis, he will be free to continue playing their past games with the Joker."

Deathstroke could see clearly that some of the many Iron Men were holding their own Peppers, some were bringing other women like Maya Hanson, and some were holding hands with a Captain America.

"Women are born actors, Slade. The more beautiful they are, the more deceitful they are." The orangutan seemed to be suddenly possessed by the soul of a Greek philosopher, and said a thought-provoking emotion: "Especially the beautiful women in Gotham."

"I suspect you are hinting at me, Stinky Bobo." Harley, who was following a group of Iron Man, suddenly appeared, grabbed the orangutan's face and pulled it: "By the way, Honey, the spider you raised just now They almost killed the bat, did you see that?"

"99% of Spider-Man don't kill people. They come from different parallel universes, but they are all my people. At least they won't kill people without my order." Su Ming looked at Batman with his arms folded and shook his head: " If you want to talk about Damian, now is not the time."

"No, I don't need to." Batman turned and walked towards the elevator without any change in his expression: "He is imitating you, Deathstroke, a way of life that is more suitable for the world outside Gotham. This is a good thing."

"So you're not actually angry." Bobo said, looking at the bat's pointed ears. This was a bit beyond his expectation.

"I need Damian to think that I am angry and that he has fallen out with me." Batman turned around in the elevator car, nodded to the few people and the ape, closed the elevator door, and with a ding , he moved towards the top of the tower.

After hearing this statement, Harley reacted immediately. After all, she was a psychiatrist, and Batman was one of the important research subjects.

"Understood, Bruce is very angry about this, his son is lost. But Batman is very relieved, just like an eagle will throw its eaglets off a cliff when they want to learn to fly. He wants little Robin, Notice it’s Robin, not Damian, who is talking about finding his own way to survive.”

Poison Ivy, who was hugged by Harley, also had her own opinion. She played with a small flower in her palm: "But I always feel that Batman is not optimistic about the prospects of our war with Darkseid. He seems to be giving his last words, Or...take care of yourself in advance?"

"The devil knows what he thinks, he is Batman." Bobo shook his head repeatedly and got rid of Harley's clutches: "Crazy woman, why don't you go upstairs? Xiao Dai and Gin are both upstairs."

"Oh, I like the hostess party at the Villain's House, and of course I can't be left out, hehehe..." Harley licked her red lips with her tongue, twitched her eyebrows at Su Ming, and said Giggling: "I thought of a new joke to share with them. It's about three monks who ran out of water. See you soon, honey bee."

Another elevator was found, and Harley, who was holding Poison Ivy, walked away happily. She was laughing as she walked, as if she had thought of something funny.

As soon as Harley left, Bobo's pressure suddenly disappeared. He exhaled in relief and noticed that Cindy was leading several strangers to other elevators on the other side.

After these people disappeared from sight, Deathstroke returned to his original appearance.

It was another incomprehensible behavior, but the orangutan didn't bother to ask, because Deathstroke always had a reason for doing things.

"Hi, Slade, good afternoon." Bald Luther strolled over with his female secretary. He also brought a bottle of good wine as a gift: "I thought you were supposed to be at the gate, but I didn't expect you were. Perform face-changing stunts here.”

"Because this is fun, please come upstairs, Lex, you will see a lot of familiar people." Deathstroke smiled and patted the bald man on the shoulder, indicating to him to help himself: "You can treat this place like home."

"Good to know." Luther smiled, turned and walked into another elevator.

He glanced at Death who was entering another elevator a hundred meters away. He didn't say anything, but showed an expression of understanding.

Su Ming then began to chat politely with almost everyone who passed by, including various superheroes who had moved to different parallel universes, some of Deadpool's friends, acquaintances from other worlds, etc.

"So I prefer funerals because the guests don't have as much to say."

He was so busy that he took the time to say this to the orangutan.

Bobo sat cross-legged on the shoulders of the death knell again, acting like a mascot. After hearing this, he puffed out a cigarette and said: "As a living person, you are really a sweet trouble. Wait, what's the expression on your face?" Seriously, have you really held a funeral for yourself?"