The Death Knell

"Bravo, Slade, wonderful performance." Lucifer slowly clapped with his legs crossed, with a malicious smile on his face, the fire of hell burning in his eyes: "Even I have never I have seen hundreds of thousands of people vomiting together, this is very exciting."

The King of Hell did not vomit, even though all the demons he brought vomited except for the wheat, including Beelzebub, the King of Flies.

But Lucifer himself was still safe and sound, and could even continue to talk to Deathstroke while smoking elegantly at the adjacent round table.

As the first light in the world and the aggregation of all the evil in this world, nausea is naturally Lucifer's strike zone. He even likes all kinds of gameplay that ordinary people cannot bear. The more disgusting, the more interesting it is.

Obviously, he also admires the background music of Bajie carrying his wife on his back, and his head is still following the rhythm bit by bit.

"Thanks for the compliment, former Satanic Majesty, but you'd better lift your feet. The tsunami of vomit is coming. You don't want your Italian handmade leather shoes to be soaked in water." Su Ming smiled and floated up. He has the force. Able to lift up chairs and chairs for people at the table who need help.

Calling it a tsunami is a bit exaggerated, but the torrent mixed with the vomit of hundreds of thousands of people surged over and was enough to cover a person's calf.

There is a saying in China that 'a person can drown with just a drop of spit'. Su Ming guessed that this phenomenon is probably a simple explanation now.

"Oh, thank you." Lucifer crossed his legs elegantly on the chair, with a wicked smile on his face: "But I'm curious, how will it end if you make your cousin's wedding like this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, vomit flowed past the feet of the two of them, sweeping over them with a sour smell and heat wave.

The red and green things that everyone ate before are all suspended in different levels of the liquid according to their different densities, either rotating or floating and flowing into the distance.

This feeling is actually quite familiar. Su Ming still remembers the large-groove flush toilets in elementary school in his previous life. When you were squatting there, the water would rush in, and all the stalls in front of you would be flushed. The thing in the pit rushes to you.

It's just that there are no ditches now, and the direction of the water flow is more disordered and endless.

There are also similarities. As a person with excellent eyesight, Deathstroke saw everything, including who had eaten steamed buns for breakfast before he came here, and there were two shrimps in the yellow liquid that flowed over.

"This is Tva, located in the Marvel Universe. This is my territory." Su Ming was still talking to Lucifer calmly, and glanced at Diana and Barry who were retching: "Here, time is related to reality, I Just wait a moment and then"

Just as he said, after about a minute, people gradually stopped vomiting, some because they had vomited all the stomach acid, and some because they passed out.

The most unlucky person should be Iron Man in the 40K universe. Tony was prepared before coming here. The moment the tragedy happened, he wore a 'Disco' suit, which was the 'Anti-Deathstroke' suit.

The armor automatically injected him with a sedative to combat mental damage. Originally, he could hold on.

Unfortunately, in order to join in the fun, he sat at a table and chatted with other 'immigrant Tonys' from different parallel universes, and those Tonys were not prepared.

When the two people around him vomited on him, and even after the thick liquid covered his face, he still vomited.

Generally speaking, there were not many people who could bear it without vomiting, and most of them were at Deathstroke's table, including a few women, plus Superboy-Prime, Damian, Eternity and Infinity, Death and Thanos, and others.

There were very few other people who did not vomit. For example, Professor That's it.

There are also a few people who are familiar with Wade, such as the 40K bug, the taxi driver Adu, and his good friend Cable.

In addition, there is Mr. Stan Lee who appears today as a supermarket cashier, but he is now standing on a chair, as if he was trapped on a rock in the sea.

Poor Cindy did not escape the disaster. Originally, her willpower should have been able to withstand it, but her task was to 'impersonate' Deathstroke as a relative and friend to attend the wedding. She sat in the front row, closest to the wedding stage and the couple. The newlyweds' round table.

When Captain America, several people from Wakanda, and the Inhuman royal family all vomited at the same table, Cindy couldn't help but feel stomach acid rolling, and finally collapsed.

However, dealing with Wade is a step-by-step process, and you will get used to it in the future. Today, the main sound was Wade's mouth and tongue, which sounded like he was flushing the toilet. It was really not suitable for novices to try.

"That's almost it. That's all I need." After briefly scanning the scene, Su Ming raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The time gem on his chest glowed brightly, and all the filth around him disappeared instantly, as if nothing had happened. Except for those who were vomiting, they could still feel the stickiness at the corners of their mouths and the stench in their noses. all good.

"Supreme Mage, use your power with caution." Across the round table, 'Infinite', who was wearing a hood to hide her true appearance, raised her head. There was no expression on her yellow and black face: "Although the grafting timeline sometimes seems It is a solution to the problem, but it is not something that humans can use casually.”

Just like what she said, the operation of Death Knell is very simple. Use the time stone and Tva's ability to cut and paste from another parallel timeline to a brand new venue where "no one comes to the wedding".

Replacing the current one with that one is easier to use than a new magic. As for the energy consumed, it is all left by Kang the Conqueror anyway.

Speaking of which, Deadpool was getting married today, and Su Ming didn't send an invitation to Kang, and she felt a little apologetic.

"I don't like hearing this anymore." Lucifer at the next table heard what the woman said. He tilted his head and looked at the concept of the universe in front of him with a smile, but what he said was very rude: "Humans can do whatever they want. The concept of the universe exists to help the universe operate normally, and you have no right to point fingers at humans."

What is Satan doing? At that time, resistance was what he was best at. Lucifer was not only the evil in this world, but his fall from heaven was the first resistance of life against the ruthless order in the world.

When someone mentions any rules or restrictions in front of him, he will always object.

"Maybe you are right, but we will take a look." Infinite glanced at Lucifer, as if he had discovered something, and just answered briefly.

"I'm glad that we have reached a consensus. Slade, you are very easy to talk about as the embodiment of the concept in the multiverse." The former Satan was obviously very happy. He liked such a strange existence, so he said to Infinity: " Beauty, what do you think of me? Do you want to date me tonight?"

Su Ming smiled, and asked the adjutant to call the android waiters to rearrange the guests, such as providing tissues for wiping their mouths, and then said to Satan:

"You may be suitable. Don't wait any longer. If you can go, go now."