The Death Knell

Previously, the machine head left a death message next to Said's body and framed it for Deathstroke. Isn't this just putting a dung basin on his head.

But that was just a metaphor. What Su Ming was playing now was real. He directly found an African elephant that produced a huge amount of excrement and taught the machine head a lesson.

If it weren't for protecting animals, Deathstroke would have wanted the adjutant to catch a blue whale, which would have been so satisfying.

"OK, look who's here, oh, it's Nito, guess who we won't invite to the party? Some guy covered in stinky shit, hahaha!"

After snapping his fingers, Su Ming asked the adjutant to send the elephant back so that it wouldn't be affected during the battle. Then Su Ming began to bully the machine head in an American style.

This guy had been punched by Superboy before, and now the armor on his torso and legs were shattered. However, two gloves, two boots, and a helmet were still there, which looked a bit nondescript.

Su Ming had seen people dressed in a similar way before. They only wore large pants and a vest, but also put on rain boots, rubber gloves and industrial masks, and they were busy mopping and cleaning the house with chemicals.

This kind of person is usually a murderer. He is cleaning up the dismemberment site after killing his wife. The current shape of the machine head is similar, except that the green water flowing on his body is not detergent.

"Damn Deathstroke! How dare you insult me ​​like this? I'm a god!"

The machine head floating in the air with its hands in a 'little fairy' posture roared. He obviously didn't like the feeling of being tricked. His long-term disfigurement made him sensitive and inferior. This kind of person is the most Easily irritated.

He is a scientist, and his most powerful weapon is actually his mind. To make him angry is actually to abolish this weapon.

"As I expected, Darkseid transformed you into a new god..." Su Ming flicked the ashes from his cigarette, and the lightsaber in his hand finally took on the shape of a scimitar: "Okay. , since you say you are a god, let us see your new abilities, and stop playing with your toy suits."

Since he survived a punch from Superboy before, Su Ming had probably expected that his physical condition had changed. Later, he saw that some of the skin on his torso was as smooth as a baby, which further confirmed his suspicion.

He really went for plastic surgery. If the reward Darkseid paid him was only good looks and good skin, it would be a bit too cheap.

Knowing that he had spilled the beans and that the machine head was no longer installed, he retracted his hands, but they were still floating in the air, with no need for the gloves at all.

Then he threw off the remaining battle clothes on his legs, pulled off the remaining shit-stained T-shirt on his body, and took off his helmet...

"So handsome! Although I'm a little face-blind when it comes to men, I still think he's so handsome. He even had his height increased!" The orangutan's eyes widened in surprise. He was obviously surprised by Darkseid's skills.

At this time, Nito seemed to be at least 1.9 meters tall. His body was smooth without any trace of muscle. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His facial features were three-dimensional and soft. His long blond hair looked like an angel. He was simply following the road. It was done to look like a Westerner.

"Oh, that's it, average level." Arbela was very calm. She continued to smoke and drink in the back row of the team: "Because of Darkseid's dark attributes, the new image of the machine head is extremely pale, and the lips are still black and purple. Yes, not handsome at all."

She lives in Los Angeles and has seen too many angels in the past. The so-called new gods are still worse in appearance than God's creations because they lack a sense of naturalness.

The machine head feels like an artificial product that just came off the assembly line. Although it is also made of flesh and blood, artificial humans are always different from natural beauty.

"Yes, pale skin, bloodless lips, and an exaggeratedly pointed chin are all too vulgar. The "Twilight" style is long out of date now."

Jesse, who had been dazed since the elephant appeared, came to her senses now. She shook her head with the same regret and looked at the floating machine head talking to the witch:

"Now my female classmates all like sunshine boys, those with big muscles and mermaid lines. It would be better if they are members of the school football team and have violent tendencies."

Young girls like bad boys, and Jesse often doesn't fit in with his peers because he is too normal.

The Machine Head, who originally showed his true face, was quite confident and felt that his new look would shock these people.

But obviously, humans are generally indifferent to his appearance. Whether it is Deathstroke or Superman, even the young girls over there don't like his appearance. The only one who reacts as expected is an orangutan...

He was immediately hit hard.

I betrayed everything and gave everything in exchange for such a handsome face and delicate skin. Why do these people say this? !

"Look! Take a good look at my face! Why don't you observe its beauty seriously?! Do you know how important this is to me?! I don't lack anything except a handsome appearance! I have it! With this face, I can finally marry Big Chili!"

Is that so?

After listening to these nonsense, Su Ming understood this guy's thoughts. Nito suddenly became concerned about his appearance. It turned out that he wanted to take a perfect wedding photo.

Perfectionism really kills people, and so does poor intelligence work.

Isn't it all the disfigurement caused by burns and a series of sequelae? In fact, as long as he doesn't have skin cancer, a problem of this magnitude can be cured easily.

Whether it's Batman's final machine, Doctor Midnight or Mr. Excellence, they can be done for him in a short time.

Batman was no less burned by the psychopaths like Firefly who played with fire. The heroes of the Justice League and almost everyone's old enemies also liked to play with fire, not to mention the magicians who dealt with hell. Burns are commonplace.

If it's just for a face, there is no need to rely on Darkseid at all, so Su Ming believes that apart from the reasons stated by himself, the machine head is most likely greedy for the new power that Darkseid is trying to get his hands on, right?

That is...the Great Darkness.

Inferiority made him go to extremes. He wanted to gain power and become the strongest man on Earth 8.

But, it’s no use, there are American soldiers here. No matter how powerful Machine Head becomes, they are still 50-50 against him...

"It's a pity that you are destined to be absent from the wedding with Dajiao." Su Ming moved his wrist, and the corridor filled with the groans of zombies suddenly fell silent. He raised his lightsaber: "But don't worry, we are the same It will make her happy, haha."