The Death Knell

"I can answer this. He may not know it himself, but I know it."

After hearing her cousin's question, Harley immediately jumped out with a smile. While she was eating the brains, she and Xiao Dai were also eating their second ice cream after the barbecue:

"I talked with Wolfman about the color matching of Deathstroke's armor. Yellow represents light, which is the path of angels; black represents darkness, which is the path to purgatory. Slade carries these two colors at the same time, which represents that he will live forever in the world. In hell, neither good people nor bad people will bear everything alone forever, but the good thing is that they control their own destiny."

"Well, it sounds very reasonable." Deadpool nodded repeatedly and rubbed his chin with his fingers: "But there is another question, who is this Wolfman? Does his cousin have a dedicated scholar to study behaviors and deeds? ?"

The little lunatic's head shook rapidly. She first looked around mysteriously, and found that there was nothing but Seth's blood in her skull. Then she whispered to her cousin:

"Mafu Wolfman, as soon as you go to the DC editorial department, you will know that he has created a lot of Gotham characters. He knows them all. I can't go into details here."

Normal people would generally think that Harley was sick when they heard her words, but Deadpool and Gwen, who had always been so worried about it, nodded repeatedly. They said they understood and had a new understanding of Harley's ability. Even admired.

"I understand, but I think the red and black colors look better." Deadpool changed the topic. He was not the kind of person who particularly liked to get to the bottom of things. .

"Pink and white are also good." Waiter Gwen grabbed her tights and pushed up the ammunition bag behind her shoulders.

"I used to like the combination of red and black, which has a more comedic effect." Harley smiled and patted her belly, and turned around to show her current private clothes, a small jacket and hot shorts: "But then my preference changed. Now, I like red and blue, and of course it’s best if there are sparkling rhinestones on the clothes.”

"Then you should like Spider-Man." Polaris scratched her head. In fact, she liked the green one, but she couldn't imagine what it would be like to be friends with the Hulk.

Just when everyone was chatting about the color matching of their uniforms, and Xiao Dai couldn't help but want to join in, Deathstroke turned around:

"Okay, I've finished eating, but I didn't get any valuable information. Let's go out first. We'll hide this snake corpse first. After Sithorn is dealt with, let the adjutant take it away and deal with it."

Everyone had no objection. After all, Deathstroke's command was implicit. Everyone looked for a way and decided to follow the optic nerve and the shortest way out of the eye socket.

Transforming back into black and yellow armor, Deathstroke cut open the eyeball with a sword and led everyone back to the ruins.

At this time, the first-generation demons not far away were all looking at Seth's body, as if waiting for something. Even though none of them looked human, surprise and fear could be seen on their different faces.

Even the God Eater was in a daze, stretching his neck and looking here, forgetting to strangle the enemy in his arms.

"Stop looking! God Eater, don't forget our contract!" Deathstroke shouted over there, helplessly dragging the snake's head and motioning to Xiao Dai to get the snake's tail.

Anyway, put the body in a plate first, use some Pym particles to shrink it, and find a place to hide it.

Deathstroke's shout brought the God Eater and the enemies back to their senses. It was like a drop of sulfuric acid in the calm, and the scene immediately became heated, and the battle resumed.

Some of the first generation demons continued to besiege the God Eater, and the God Eater also began to kill and devour their bodies again, but there was also a small group of demons coming towards Deathstroke and others.

There were only a few hundred, and Su Ming was not used to them. He threw away the snake head in his hand and led his men to launch a counterattack.

The black sun began to lower from the sky toward the battlefield, and the pale prominences sped up their twisting frequency.

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Having a physical body of flesh and blood is easy to deal with, but among the many first-generation demons, there are still a few elements that have become spirits, and pure physical attacks are very bad.

Because the God Killer in Deathstroke's hand is a conceptual weapon, he can deal with this kind of enemy, but Diana's Vulcan Sword is a little difficult. Probably only Wanda's magic is the best choice.

But she doesn't dare to consume her spiritual power casually now, because she doesn't know where Sithorn is hidden yet.

"Wade!"

"I'm here, I'm here, but wait a moment. I'll stab this monster to death first, in slow motion!"

Faced with his cousin's call, Deadpool quickly inserted the sword in his hand into an enemy's anus and stirred it wildly. Amid the screams, the blood wet him completely like a fountain, but he looked like a shampoo commercial. He closed his eyes and rubbed his hairless head in ecstasy.

It was really in slow motion. The jetting and landing of the water column were slowed down, and the mucus washed over his face. It was very reasonable.

"Stop playing around, go kill the wind element demon over there." Deathstroke pointed to the back of the crowd, where the monster Squirrel Girl was holding was not easy to deal with: "I think you should be able to deal with it, it's best to hurry up."

"It's not a big problem. I've seen a demon with the same ability as a hair dryer beside Black Heart before, a wind demon." Deadpool gestured with his thumbs, pulled out the carbon-sodium steel swords from the enemy's body, and shook the shit and shit on them. Xue: "Leave it to me! But I want to ask for a song, "Everything Follows the Wind" by Leslie Cheung. When I'm killing people, I can't get excited without BGM."

"Whatever you want, just don't overdo it." Deathstroke's sword caused the black sun in the sky to drop its heat, and the pale flames cut all the demons in front of him in two: "Polaris, use your ability to create a giant mechanical hand and kill this snake. Plate it and I want to pack it up and take it away.”

Lorna, who was standing next to Wanda to protect her sister, immediately raised her hand and used her power to gather metal elements from the ruins to form a new alloy. Then she coiled up the huge snake corpse like making ramen, splashing a large amount of smoke and dust.

"Xiao Dai, Doreen, come close to me. Harley, Gwen, you take Wanda first into the sewers. The cloak will protect you." Deathstroke's orders always come very quickly. He can kill all the demons here, but there is no need. Just let the God Eater handle it.

Seth's body has been obtained, and it's time to prepare for the strategic shift.

Strangulation has advantages in group battles. The larger the battlefield, the greater the space it can play, especially since there are all kinds of food here, it is like walking into a cafeteria.

The black wave took over the position left vacant due to tactical adjustments. Its tentacles integrated offense and defense, and worked seamlessly with the host.

With its help, Su Ming could easily fight against dozens of giant demons at the same time. The opponents couldn't even touch him.

About ten seconds later, Polaris completed her work. Deathstroke took out a test tube from his pocket and threw it at the snake corpse. The huge corpse suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He touched the ground, seemed to pick up something and stuffed it into his pocket. Then he let the strangulation roll up all his people, jumped into the open sewer shaft, and landed on the prepared cloak.

"Walk."

In the dark tunnel, the cloak was like a rail train, instantly taking everyone to a quiet and peaceful place more than ten kilometers away.

"Hehe, we seem to have forgotten our cousin." Harley looked at everyone on the flying carpet and pointed out that Deathstroke had left behind his little cousin.

But Su Ming just shook his head calmly, let the cloak land first, everyone took a rest, and explained:

"This is the first step of the plan. Wade can't die anyway. Isn't it normal for the mercenaries to be cut off and act as bait?"