The Death Knell

The plan could never keep up with the changes, and everyone's landing time was greatly advanced, because when he saw the skull fortress appearing on the horizon, Su Ming also saw Darkseid's army.

It is really a huge army. They are attacking the castle on the cliff from various angles. However, the castle seems to be protected by an energy barrier. At this time, no enemy can break into it.

Fort Whick was originally built on an isolated peak outside the mountains. There is only a narrow and steep path leading to the main entrance. In any world, this kind of terrain is a model of easy to defend and difficult to attack.

But the sky is full of demonoids and floating mobile troops, and there are jet bow warriors and massive war dogs on the ground. This makes the attack three-dimensional and seemingly never-ending.

Under the dark sky, various energy beams lit up everyone's eyes. Everyone knew what this fatal beauty meant.

Even if we haven't seen the leading general or Darkseid's clone yet, with this massive army, a magic castle will definitely not be able to defend it for long.

Su Ming squatted behind a tree, pulled out a piece of grass and held it in his mouth to observe the battlefield.

About five or six days have passed since Zha Kang left Etania. During this period, Whikburg may have been under attack, and Darkseid, for some reason, was not in a hurry to attack with all his troops. He had his men surround it and bombard it indiscriminately.

Do you want to persuade someone to surrender? Or are you afraid of breaking something?

"How to act? Man." Leopard Girl shook her ears, got close to Deathstroke, and asked the mercenary questions while looking at Luther at the same time.

"Wait for a while and see how the instructions I left to the green robot are executed." Su Ming retracted behind the tree. At this time, everyone was in a small forest at the foot of the mountain, about two kilometers away from the battlefield.

"I don't know what the white spherical aperture that covers the castle is, but it should be some kind of energy shield, right?" The Sea Lord was somewhat knowledgeable. He squatted down and said, "Look at how it flashes. , I feel like it might not last long.”

Just like what he said, there should be multiple mages in Whik Castle. They called on Etania's original power to form a defensive barrier to hold on under the gunfire.

Orm knows something about the mysterious side. Although he is not a spell caster, he knows that although magic is good, it is not omnipotent, at least it cannot last forever.

Not to mention whether the spirit can support it, even the physical strength of a living person cannot bear it.

Darkseid's troops have all undergone physical modifications to a greater or lesser extent, and have been brainwashed by the Anti-Life Equation. They are tireless, not afraid of life and death, and are dedicated to serving their master.

They don't need to rest at all. Even if they die from exhaustion, they will die for Darkseid, which is extremely glorious.

"Pay attention to the cliff under the castle, and then compare the height of the entire mountain range." 'Barbarian Rambo', who was leaning against the big tree, didn't care whether the fishman brother had such good eyesight or not, he just pointed over there with his backhand, and started Narrating his own reasoning: "About five thousand meters of the surrounding mountains were shaved off by various attacks..."

Damian, who was dressed as a court jester, answered immediately and completed it:

"The rock under the castle is like an apple that has been chewed, and only the 'pillar' in the middle is left. By calculating the average height of the mountain that can be chipped away by bombing per unit time, we can deduce how long they have been holding on."

"It was just a few days after the war started. Although the appearance of Fort Whick looks rustic and gloomy, it is one of the strongest fortresses in the world. It contains the energy of the entire universe, and it will not be able to survive for even a few minutes. Hold on. As for the flashing of the protective barrier, you didn’t notice that it appears frequently. This is actually a signal for help.”

Deathstroke smiled and touched Damian's head to encourage him, and then told the sea lord what he had discovered.

Although the flashing frequency was not the familiar SOS, it was regular, which meant that the people in the city were trying to convey information to someone.

People who are truly forced into a desperate situation with no way out will only be filled with despair. How can they have the mind to play such a chore as passing on information?

Among a hundred murders, it would be a miracle if even one left a message of death.

"So that's it." The Sea Lord suddenly realized that he seemed to have learned something, and he nodded repeatedly with deep admiration for the death knell: "Then wait, let's wait, hehe."

Brainiac has no emotions, and his actions rely on strict calculations, so there is naturally no reason for delay.

It just depends on the speed of the Hand of Nothingness. At least Su Ming thinks that guy should be in a hurry to find Darkseid, right?

Just as I was thinking about it, what was supposed to come came.

A large blood-red hole suddenly opened in the sky covered with dark clouds, and a meat tube like an intestine hung down from it, spurting out blood-like mucus. At the same time, it also spurted out various monsters.

The pipe was twisting wildly like a snake, and the monsters that were transported were scattered everywhere like a goddess scattering flowers.

This is the army tactic of the Hand of Nothingness. As long as I don’t know where the main attack direction is, it’s even less likely that the enemy will know!

Of course, there is no point in formulating a more specific strategy. You can't expect the evil powerful people to have the IQ to implement any precise tactics, right? The meaning of their existence is only to spread distortion and nihility. Although they have strong individual strength, they are still all consumables in essence.

"It's really... seeing this scene, I suddenly wanted to recite a poem." Su Ming looked at the thick flesh and blood pipes with emotion, as well as the various deformed monsters with almost no similarities: " It’s like shit when it’s gathered together, it’s like shit when it’s scattered.”

"..."

Luther, who didn't show his face, was speechless. He didn't know why Deathstroke always liked to tell vulgar jokes about shit and piss. Anyway, he couldn't find the point of the joke.

"Don't be so serious, man." Su Ming stood up and patted him on the shoulder, looking across the battlefield to the gray skull castle again: "The battlefield has been disrupted. It's time for us to take action. Cross the battlefield and sneak into the castle. .”

"How can we not be discovered?" The gorilla asked the question. He was the largest, and he had almost no chance of sneaking.

Now the evil dignitaries and the Apokolips Legion on the battlefield are completely mixed together. There are explosions and slime spraying everywhere. On one side are irrational monsters, on the other side are fanatical believers, but there is no safe passage.

"Don't panic, we have a mage." Su Ming looked at the two puffs of smoke floating behind everyone, and coughed: "Ahem! That handsome guy who still wants his mother to live, can he do something useful? Let's be more careful. You should be able to use fog as a smoke bomb, right?"

Of course, in the Kingdom of Dreams, besides dreams, there is the most misty mist.

The Sandman didn't even reveal his true form, he just threw a handful of Sands of Time and blew it towards the battlefield with a squeaking sound.

Tiny crystal particles rolled and changed in the air, turning into a dream mist that both existed and did not exist, spreading to the already chaotic battlefield.

As a result, the New Gods who had been raided were even more in trouble. They already relied on eyesight, and the evil nobles seemed to fit in well with dreams. Most of them had no eyes, or were covered with eyes. At this time Like a fish in water.

"Strangle, do it under the cover of fog, and open a way for us to come out."

No matter how the deformed flesh and blood were doing, Deathstroke thought, and black tentacles surged out of him like a tide, joining the battle through the thick fog. (To be continued)