The Death Knell

Hordak was placed in front of the fireplace, where the big cat had been lying down not long ago. His hands were tied with a pair of magic handcuffs, and he was still unconscious.

It's just that these handcuffs are made of pink plush. When the big cat breathes, the soft hairs sway back and forth, with a crackling and weak electric current. This makes Su Ming couldn't help but glance at the good witch. This old lady is quite good at it. Just for fun...

"Ahem, we caught Hordak, unexpectedly." A suspicious blush flashed across the good witch's round old face. She coughed and avoided Deathstroke's strange sight: "Then, what should we do next? What? Lock him up?"

She is a good old lady. As a kind witch who represents justice, she will never kill anyone.

No matter how bad the enemy is, how many innocent people they have killed in the past, or how many unjust things they have done, she will always choose to forgive.

"It's useless. Whether we lock him up or simply kill him, the Hods will send a new governor." Luther strolled back alone, while the Legion of Destruction was left outside to clean up: " I think Deathstroke’s plan is similar to mine, which is to negotiate with this guy, which is far better than switching to a completely unfamiliar opponent.”

Luther had long seen that Deathstroke was familiar with all the universes he passed along the way. As long as he could name a character, he must have some knowledge.

When a real mercenary does something, he will only kill if he sees benefits. For this monster with no scalp and his white skull exposed in front of him, it is obviously more beneficial to Deathstroke to be alive.

Why do you say that? Because as soon as Bald Luther entered the door, he discovered that Princess Shirley looked at the captive on the ground with a complicated look. It was a strange emotion of hatred and gratitude mixed together, which made her expression change.

There is a personal relationship between them, so the princess is used to restrain Hordak, and Hordak is also used to restrain the princess?

Deathstroke's level of interference does not seem like he wants to take over the entire universe, but more like he has taken a liking to this planet and plans to do business here, right?

But now that he is a partner with Deathstroke and has his own share of the business, of course he has to help out.

"Meow, whatever you want is fine. You humans are always troubled by some inexplicable things." The big cat shook its fur, pushed Hordak's head away from the fireplace, and lay back on the warm bed. position.

"Sister Witch, do you have a vegetable cellar at home? Lend it to me. Shirley and I need to have a private chat with Hordak." Su Ming picked up the planet governor on the ground and carried him on his shoulders: "Big cat, Can you feel where the cats' dreams are underground? I need your help with something."

"Meow, those magical cats? Do you want them to hang out with you?"

The big cat didn't even raise its head, it just lay there with its eyes narrowed and warming itself up to the fire. It just shook its tail:

"It's easy. I just give them a dream. After tonight, when they wake up from the dream, you will be their good friend. But if you ask me, magic is not important to cats at all. We obviously only need Just be able to act cute."

It looked particularly cute when it said this. It was obviously a cat, but it also looked old-fashioned and could see through the world of mortals.

Su Ming couldn't help but stroke it a few times and gave it a box of canned fish.

.............................

About half an hour later, Deathstroke hooked Hordak's neck and flew out of the cellar as if the two brothers were on good terms. Only Ciri who followed behind still looked like her three views had been subverted.

At first, Hordak, who had just woken up, was still very tough, but after Deathstroke exposed his "strong disguise" and lit him a cigarette called a cigar, his adoptive father dropped all his defenses and talked about it. The process of conditions is exaggeratedly smooth...

Asked her to describe the communication process between the two in detail, she couldn't tell, because there were too many things discussed, and almost anything could be used for trade, and Hordak's plan was really very different from Deathstroke's guess in advance.

But there was one word that summed up everything she saw and heard: dark, too dark.

But there was also news that made her feel good.

That is, Hordak had no intention of targeting her at all. On the contrary, he was very gentle to her when there were no outsiders. In the governor's self-report, whether it was suppressing the rebels or squeezing the people of Ihiliya, Those were King Hod's orders.

In the past, he had no choice, but now, he wants to be a good person.

Looking at it this way, it seems that there is no reason for the uprising, because Deathstroke has already negotiated with Hordak.

Deathstroke will help kill King Hod and support Hordak to ascend the throne. Then Hordak will hand over the entire single universe where Isilia lives to Alola to inherit, because she is the only daughter.

Hordak's situation is similar to that of Cyborg. An explosion in the past left him with only his head as his own, and the other parts of his body are all mechanical. Even if he wants to have a child, there is no chance.

When he dies, the entire multi-dimensional kingdom will be handed over to Alola. By then, it will be the era of Queen Ciri.

"That's too far. Your mechanical body is in good condition. You can live for eighteen hundred years." As Su Ming spoke, he reached out and patted the red bat logo on the chest of Hordak's armor: "I am a human being. My friends all know that I like bats the most. You and your daughter can discuss the little things about the dozen or so single universes. I just need free trade."

The Legion of Destruction in the room was silent, while Leopard Girl was trying her best to hold back her laughter. If Deathstroke really liked bats, would it be a twisted love similar to that of the Joker, right?

"Well, yes, you're right."

Hordak would only nod, with a smile on his pale face. He might not have smiled more than he did today in his entire life.

"Okay, you go back to the Territory of Fear and wait for my news. Are you sure that your eldest brother went to the universe, the ancestral vacation palace of your old Huo family? The coordinates are this, right?" Deathstroke patted Hordak on the shoulder and confirmed again. Check the target information.

"Well, yes, you're right."

The Planet Governor nodded and took another sip from his cigar.

"That's no problem, Lex. It's not long since nightfall. You can stay here and continue the celebration. I'll take Damian for a while." Su Ming let go of the prisoner and signaled that he was free. Do you want to go home or not? You can chat with your adopted daughter if you want.

"Don't play for too long, the Sandman is still waiting for us." Luther was very calm. When he heard about the vacation palace, he knew that he had no part in it.

Deathstroke often disappeared in the past, and it was said that he was on vacation, so Luther knew that the mercenary also had a hobby of vacationing.

"Lex, my friend, you still don't understand. You can have dreams at any time, and the so-called waiting is not worth mentioning at all, because like death, it is something that humans cannot avoid even if they want to... ..Don’t take his statement too seriously. If you believe him, you might as well believe our big cat.”

Deathstroke reached out and picked up Damian, and flew away from the room after saying a few words, leaving only the big cat's 'meow meow' laugh after being praised.

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