The Death Knell

Now that he had landed on the ground, Su Ming was too lazy to take off again. He just hung around Hell's Kitchen for a while, waiting for the enemy to come and kill him.

To be honest, he really likes the atmosphere of Hell's Kitchen. Looking at the eyes behind the doors and windows of the buildings on the street, he feels like he is back in Gotham. The people here are very simple and talk nice, especially the black people. Brothers always like to say a rap that contains a lot of horse content when shooting, which is very inspiring.

Let’s choose this place as the battlefield.

Squirrel Girl was indifferent to who the enemy was. She followed the death knell and kept cracking melon seeds. The pair of front teeth seemed to be used up. The melon seed peels could even form a line in the air, and her cheeks were visible to the naked eye. The ground swelled.

Franklin is not the kind of child who talks too much. He just waits calmly. Whenever stray bullets or building debris fly toward the three of them, he will volley them into flowers. This action is full of poetry.

In his ideal state, the earth should be beautiful, with sunshine and flowers everywhere, and people would not need to kill each other.

But no matter how powerful the superpower is, it is impossible to control everyone's hearts.

"Do you like flowers?" Deathstroke walked beside him. The boy's head only reached his waist, which was the best height to put his hands on.

"Yes." The boy nodded. He created a water lily in his hand and blew its white petals: "In the Cancerous Universe, I only heard that there were such things as plants on the earth, but now I can create them. This makes me happy.”

"Let's arrange Earth 40K-3 like this. You can create a dream world on it, such as letting people live in big trees, and the world is full of flowers. I'm very curious about how such a society can develop. What will it become?"

Deathstroke generously gave the boy an earth to play with, since he could still restart it if it broke, so it didn't matter.

"There is a high probability that the Druyin sect will be born, and then it will start to evolve into an extreme cult, attract the ancients, and make everything a mess."

But the boy was very pessimistic. He raised his head and said his calculation results:

"As long as there are selfish desires in people's hearts, the ideal utopia will not be possible. If I use my ability to change the selfish characteristics of human beings, then they will no longer be considered human beings. I cannot leave the earth to the hands of aliens. Even if I created this race."

"Wow, did I go to college and become out of touch with society?" Squirrel Girl swung her tail and poked her head out from behind the two of them. She looked at the boy curiously: "Nowadays, the topic for elementary school students is to create the world. Are you a living thing? Are you God? But I heard that God is a girl."

What she was talking about was the lyrics.

"There has never been a God, or everyone can be God. To live in a universe like ours today, thinking is the key." Franklin tapped his temples with his fingers and showed an innocent smile: "Don't say That’s all, when we eliminate the Transcendent Protoss, many of the past threats will no longer exist.”

Not understanding what the boy was saying, Doreen dropped all the seeds in her hand, and she began to doubt her own IQ.

In fact, this has nothing to do with IQ, it is simply a gap in intelligence. Xiaofu was born in a cancerous universe, and the things he dealt with at first were various ancients and their tribes. A lot of knowledge was obtained from those indescribable beings.

"I don't understand what you are talking about, but I seem to have seen the enemy." Squirrel Girl pointed to the sky in the distance, where there was a small black spot that was growing rapidly.

She used her palms to build a shelter over her eyes and squinted hard to see, but she didn't have super eyesight, so she could only let the two men judge.

It was indeed Gnar who came, and the black spot was a big ball of symbiote.

Obviously, Wanda destroyed the planet Klinta, but allowed the small symbiotes to land on the earth, so Gnar fell into the "mud" of many symbiotes, and reshaped his body on the earth, assembling the His mount.

To most people, symbiotes are living beings with independent minds and wills, and different personalities.

But to Gnar, the symbiotes are tools, plasticine that can be created from their own shadow at will, or different symbiotes can be melted together.

It’s just hard to understand why the new mount is a ball? It doesn't comply with aerodynamics if this thing flies in the atmosphere.

You can't see where Gnar is, so he should be inside the black ball. But having said that, this ball is quite big, about seven or eight kilometers in diameter, and while flying close to the ground, it will also absorb some of the ground. The sporadic symbionts went up and continued to grow in size.

Ordinary skyscrapers were smashed into pieces by it like small biscuits. Just flying over people's heads would roll off people's scalps, which was very oppressive.

"Doreen, knock it off."

Seeing how cool and arrogant Nal's new mount was, Su Ming just chuckled and gave orders to the little fat girl next to him.

Squirrel Girl didn't think too much. She dug into her pocket, took out a big chestnut, weighed it in her hand a few times, made a shot-put throwing motion, and then began to spin wildly on the spot.

She seemed to be transformed into a spinning top with two pointed ends and a thick middle. She was worthy of having the biggest butt among the Marvel heroines. With a storm-like rotation, she threw the fruit in her hand.

A brown-red light and shadow shot out instantly, with a faint aroma of roasted chestnuts, penetrating the huge black ball.

The originally arrogant ball symbiote was severely damaged in an instant. After a scream rang out from the sky and the earth, it tilted its body and fell to the ground with a sound of breaking through the air, splashing a lot of smoke and ruins.

Even though he was still several kilometers away, Su Ming could feel a shock under his feet, but in response, he just shook his head slightly.

There is no doubt about Gnar's combat prowess. As the first warrior in the Marvel Universe and a psychopath born at the beginning of the universe, he is definitely a top fighter.

But Deathstroke knew his details so well that he didn't take action himself, but let Squirrel Girl do it.

Why could a chestnut take down a giant symbiote, and possibly even injure Gnar inside it? If he really wanted to ask the reason, Su Ming couldn't tell, because Doreen's ability was unreasonable.

There is a rule that can be summarized, that is, the funnier Squirrel Girl acts, the more destructive she is. If she shows up with the supermarket groceries she just bought, she will be invincible.

Turning his head to look at Doreen who was flexing her arms, Su Ming smiled and nodded to her. The dizzy girl swayed and nodded again and again with a silly smile.

Looking at it this way, she looks a bit like some comedians in Su Ming's previous life. She has a body like Jia Ling, a head like Pan Zi, and a face like Shen Teng.

Not to mention other things, the hardware alone makes her a perfect comedian, and she also has cute animal ears and a stuffed tail.

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