The Death Knell

Being looked at by Miss Colorado with cute eyes, Su Ming didn't refuse. After all, warriors are used to stand in front.

Although many people want to call him Supreme Mage when they see him, he will not lose himself in the calls of handsome boys. Instead, he has a clear positioning from beginning to end.

He is a warrior, not a spellcaster at all. It is true that he is called a master, but he is a master of tactics and weapons.

He flew over lightly and followed the bust, while everyone followed behind him.

After observing it first, Su Ming found that this 'halfling' had normal breathing and heartbeat, and the temperature of his skin was the same as that of ordinary people. There were faint ripples where it was in contact with the ground.

It's like the faint ripples that appear around someone's body when they soak in a pool.

Then, he stretched out a hand and waved it in front of the halfling's face to see if the subject of the investigation would react to the obstruction of vision.

The answer is no. Maybe in the eyes of the other party, our group of people are invisible.

Su Ming thought for a moment, then followed the other person across the road and onto the sidewalk. Then he reached out and touched the target's head.

Now there was a reaction. The halfling stopped moving, with a puzzled look on his face. He raised a hand from the ground and touched the top of his head. Then he started to look left and right, looking for who had just hit him on the head. .

"Oh? It's interesting. Let me try it too."

As he said that, the boisterous Bobo also came over. The orangutan's black-furred claws quickly stretched out and pulled out a handful of the halfling's hair.

It can be seen that the pain caused the subject to grit his teeth, but no sound was heard from him, as if the two parties were on different levels.

"Darkness, you are too dark." Alberta complained this time. She shook her head and sighed: "He is already a little bald, and you pulled out his hair because you wanted to make him lose hope in life and lead to suicide. ?"

"You don't understand this, look at it." Bobo held the small bunch of hair and shook it with his hand: "I only know that we can have material interaction with him, but we cannot have reciprocal information interaction. , do you know what this means?"

"It means we are standing on a higher level." Rabbit raised his hand to answer. He answered what he could see with his eyes. Everyone is indeed 'higher' than this halfling.

Showing a thumbs up, Bobo gave the rabbit a thumbs up, lowered his head and took a sip from his pipe, smacked his lips and looked at the death knell:

"That's right, so, Slade, do you want to try further?"

Of course I have to give it a try. I finally saw a ‘living person’ in this strange world, a rare test subject. How could I let him escape?

Su Ming didn't know what others thought, but to him, it was completely acceptable if a stranger died in order to achieve his own goals.

Even the deceased will be verbally posthumously awarded the title of 'Martyr of the Earth' by the Supreme Mage, which means that this is a necessary sacrifice for the earth and mankind.

So he didn't hesitate, reached out and grabbed the shoulder of the halfling who was gradually sliding away, and then pulled up hard.

The other party was not pulled up. Instead, everyone's feet were empty. It was like the ground collapsed. Everyone fell down one level and landed on the new road.

But this is not over yet. The strange man in Deathstroke's hands still has most of his body under the ground, as if he is tempting Deathstroke to pull again.

However, Su Ming smiled at this moment, took his hand away, put down the experimental materials and left.

"I already understand what is going on in this world. This is the most common type of world in the super-time stream, which is the 'dream that has never been done'.

This seemed to be a layered reality, which reminded Su Ming of his previous operation when he went to play Morty Elf. At that time, he used layers of dreams to cultivate the top pet Morty in exchange for Rui. Gram's weapon processing skills.

The only difference is that at that time, the death knell deceived Morty in a dream to go up layer by layer, and finally showed his body in the material world, changing from "conception" to "reality".

But now the environment here is tempting everyone downwards, from 'real existence' to nihilistic 'thoughts'.

To put it simply, it is dimensionality reduction.

If they really fall into the trap, everyone may be completely lost in the hyper-time flow, and thus "removed" from the real-life story of the DC universe.

It was not a coincidence that the hypnotized Barry came here, but someone used him to set a trap.

The mastermind behind the scenes seemed to be a smart man. Did he even predict when and where Deathstroke would block Barry? It was like he had a glimpse of some destiny.

Sometimes, once the trap is discovered, there is no threat. Even mice can safely remove the cheese from the clip, let alone humans.

The solution is also simple.

"I asked you to run 39 meters first. Now that we're here, you don't think you can escape unscathed if you do something in front of me, do you?"

The lightsaber popped out of Deathstroke's palm, and he slashed the halfling away with one sword, cutting him in half like cutting a watermelon. His internal organs and brain looked like they were mixed in the spurting of arterial blood. Fountain filled with garbage.

But the cracked bald man did not die because of this. He just gradually faded, transforming from a real existence into an invisible thing, a faint gray shadow.

He quickly turned around and sneered at the person who slashed him with his split face:

"Our contest has just begun, Deathstroke, you have no chance of winning, because... Darkseid is always there!"

After shouting the slogan, he disappeared, and the sticky plasma that he originally sprayed also disappeared in front of everyone, as if it had never existed.

"I knew there was a ghost." Alberta took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a puff of it in ecstasy: "If I don't touch this perverted thing, it means that I have already noticed that something is wrong."

This is nonsense. She is just talking about random topics to calm her mood.

From the moment they met until now, this woman has drank three bottles of cheap liquor. Whether she can see clearly now is another matter for Deathstroke.

She has a good drinking capacity, but her body is only at the level of an ordinary human being. She will faint even if she drinks too much. It's just that the more drunk she becomes, the more excited she becomes.

"It's not that we gained nothing, at least we know who the enemy is." Detective Orangutan took another puff of his pipe and looked at the road where the enemy disappeared: "The only question is, how did Darkseid enter? Super time flow? And...how does he plan to play it?"

When Darkseid was mentioned, everyone fell silent except for Jesse, who had never seen the new god of Apokolips, and Deathstroke, who was still calm.

The so-called real Darkseid has made a comeback again, which means that there are too many questions.