The Death Knell

Isilia is also a balanced world with super high technology and powerful magic.

However, villages and towns often still have a medieval magical style. The wooden fence of the small village in front of you is surrounded by irregular wooden houses with beautiful red roofs.

There are also walls covered with moss and creepers.

There wasn't even a guard standing guard at the entrance of the town. The group of people entered the town smoothly with the big cat who was obviously not normal.

What everyone saw next was the ideal medieval life. Both sides of the dirt path were lined with shops with bright windows, selling all kinds of interesting little things.

Deathstroke's nose was not wrong,

The one closest to the gate is a bakery.

At this time, the slightly obese shop owner was sweating profusely.

Scoop the fragrant bread out of the oven.

When he saw a heavily armed stranger appearing in the town, he was not afraid. Instead, he greeted him warmly:

"Travelers from afar, come and try my celebration bread! It's baked with the finest flour from the Bright Moon Kingdom! If it's not fragrant or sweet, it's free!"

While shouting words to solicit business, he placed a few large loaves on a wooden shovel in the shop window covered with checkered cloth. Under the yellow light in the window, the surface of the bread was reflected by butter, which was indeed Very tempting.

However, no one in the team took action. Before entering the village, Deathstroke reminded them to be vigilant. No one dared not take his words seriously.

If this is a dystopian world, then a village that looks like a fairyland will appear here. Is it like the biscuit hut created by the witch in the forest in a fairy tale, just waiting for a fool brother and sister to enter?

Su Ming just smiled and declined at the bakery owner.

Then he turned his attention elsewhere.

The town has a simple structure. The street entering the village leads directly to the square in the center of the town, where music is playing.

At the same time, many residents take the square as the center,

Dancing happily.

Their dance is somewhat similar to tap dancing, except that they have more upper body movements. They laugh while dancing, and everyone is very happy.

The street lamps on both sides were decorated with flowers, and the loess path was sprinkled with water. There was no dust at all. The owners of every shop on the roadside were very enthusiastic. When the outsiders like Deathstroke passed by, they all had different advertisements. Words to promote your products.

"Alert cleared."

Just before Luther became more suspicious and couldn't help but lead people to destroy the town, Deathstroke put away his heavy machine gun and issued a new order.

"Do you know this place?"

"Well, although the original plan was to go to Thay Mor to find the Smiling Swan Bar, which is one of the meeting points of the rebels. As long as you prove your identity, you can contact Princess Alola."

Standing at the edge of the square, Su Ming tore the gold cake into small pieces of equal size with his bare hands, and asked Strangler to throw a piece to each of the team members, indicating that they could play.

Of course the villains would not refuse, and even Cyborg accepted his share after a brief hesitation.

Look at the direction he's going,

He probably went to buy bread. He probably wanted to eat something to strengthen his belief that he was a human being.

Su Ming couldn't bear how pitiful he was, and decided to 'help' Victor when the time came.

But not now. He turned to Luther and continued to explain:

"We came here by accident. This is Brigis Village. I thought about it carefully and realized that it was not such a coincidence. This means that someone wants to see me."

Bald Luther refused Deathstroke's gold because he had no plans to play.

He just lacks a sense of humor and has workaholic tendencies.

He used the portable computer on his armor to scan the town again, and ordered Yamozo to maintain alert status. He looked up at Deathstroke's one eye:

"I don't understand what you mean, please explain in detail."

"Well, if you want to hear it."

Su Ming said this, but actually he walked towards the street bar with Damian in his arms, seemingly preparing to find a place to quench his thirst.

This bar has a spring door similar to the style of a small town in the American West. After pushing it, it will swing back and forth like butterfly wings. There is also a carnival in the bar, which is similar to the situation in the square outside. There are even more people dancing here, wooden The long floorboards had been stepped on so that their edges were raised.

People were dancing on the dance floor, and there were only a few people around the bar. Su Ming took Luther, Yamo Zhuo, and Damian, who was hugging the shrunken cat, towards there and sat on the bar stools covered with brown and red cowhide. down.

The man raised his hand and placed four gold coins on the bar, which he had rubbed just now.

"Bartender, two glasses of wine and two glasses of milk."

The bartender looked at the customers dancing on the dance floor with a smile, but the movements of his hands were not slow. He took out the drinks without any intention of charging and pushed them in front of a few people:

"I invite you for the first round. I am the bartender and owner of the Smiling Swan Bar. Welcome to Bridges Village, strangers. Today happens to be our annual celebration day. Everyone is partying."

Deathstroke did not refuse the wine brewed by local methods. After putting the milk in front of Yamo Zhuo in front of the cat, he raised his glass and smiled at the bartender:

"Then thank you for your hospitality, kind sir, and I wish you good health."

"Haha, I also wish you good health, a foreigner."

After saying that, the fat boss moved to the other end of the bar because someone needed beer, a lot of beer.

"This makes me a little confused, Slade." Luther held the wine glass on the bar without drinking. His tone showed a little impatient, but he still spoke calmly and at a low volume: "You said before, The Smiling Swan Bar is in Seamore Village, but why does Bridges Village also have a bar with this name? Don't tell me this is a medieval-style liquor chain."

A lot of unfamiliar place names, conflicting clues, and strange villages that conflict with the world background made Luther nervous, and he even began to wonder if this was some kind of plan of Deathstroke.

"Haha, it's a passable joke, but your imagination is still a bit lacking, Lex."

Su Ming, who was drinking, almost laughed out loud. Luther's serious joking was so funny. He wiped his mouth and patted his bald head on the back:

"This is a world with super magic, my great scientist, you have to dare to think more."

After saying that, he looked at the bald man with encouraging eyes, indicating that he would try to use his imagination again.

"I'm not the Riddler or Batman. I don't like guessing games. If it wasn't you but someone else who made such a joke to me, I would just kill him." Luther was tortured to the point of losing his temper and rolled his eyes. Standing at the bar: "The desire for knowledge is an inevitable weakness of all scientists, but it's not interesting if you always take advantage of my weakness to play games."

"Okay, okay, look at you, why are you so impatient?"

Shaking his head slightly, Su Ming raised his wine glass, clinked it with Luther's glass, and directly announced the answer:

"Siamor Village was called Bridges Village 500 years ago. We are already here, but we have entered a special time and space."

"What the hell?" Luther is annoyed by magic and has no logic at all.

"Haha, welcome to the fantasy world, my Mr. Billionaire, isn't it interesting?"

Seeing the bald man, Deathstroke refused to drink, so he simply cheered with the big cat.

The cat, which had shrunk and settled in Damian's arms, skillfully curled up its glass of milk with its tail, bumped it with the death knell with a smile, drank it all in one gulp, and made a pleasant sound:

"Meow!"