The Death Knell

If Gnar had come decades earlier, perhaps Strangler really wouldn't have been able to escape being controlled, because its life level wasn't high enough at that time.

But after Strangler devoured Perpetua, Seth, and Darkseid, it is now enough to even go to a certain universe to be the Creator God, and it has far surpassed Gnar's level.

Su Ming was able to create the world a long time ago, but he was just too lazy to do it. After all, there were so many ready-made worlds to take, so why bother manipulating the rules and causing trouble?

They are both warriors, but Gnar is too old. He is far behind the times. They are also people with dark concepts. He is far behind Deathstroke.

After all, we are only developing in one universe. How can it be faster to search in different universes? Even if we plunder the same, we still have to pick the places where there is plenty of money and water.

The difference in intelligence resulted in completely different styles of conduct between the two, which resulted in different development speeds. The old-timers would eventually be photographed dead on the beach.

However, he was pretty good. Su Ming's kick only proved that Nal didn't have a certain organ, and the lime spread by the strangulation did not affect Nal's vision.

His red eyeballs were like monitors that could refresh themselves. Lime was already bubbling in his eyes, but in the next moment, the two eyeballs were replaced with new ones.

Even so, it was inevitable to be kicked away by a huge force. He took several steps back in the air to stabilize his body. The white petals on the ground were picked up by the strong wind and flew into the sky.

Two dark figures, the sky filled with white flowers, looked at each other, looking for each other's weaknesses.

After one attack failed to achieve any success and instead suffered a counterattack, Gnar's attitude seemed to have corrected a lot. His smile faded. He hooked his hand from his own shadow and landed a spear-like weapon. In the palm of your hand.

"You, as a low-level creature, are very good." He said this and got into a fighting posture, as if he planned to fight Deathstroke for 300 rounds.

Speaking of which, he still had a sense of honor as a warrior. He did not attack immediately, but gave his opponent time to take out his weapons.

However, although what he saw was a vision, this person was actually Deathstroke.

Deathstroke has never had a warrior's sense of honor. What he likes most is the superhero tactic of bullying those who are in power. Moreover, when he can use his brain, he uses his brain first.

So when Gnar thought the robot was going to pull out a weapon, the robot pulled out paper money.

The cosmic energy ignited the paper money, and when it was thrown into the sky, the flames flew like butterflies.

"Huhu! Come out to pick up the guests!"

The mirror space instantly expanded, cutting the three Deathstrokes, Gnar, and the surrounding area directly out of the main dimension. Except for the beautiful grid-shaped street gardens below that were preserved, the other scenery was replaced by endless starry sky.

The figures of the three giants emerged from the darkness, standing behind the man. At this time, the fake Vision stopped pretending. He showed his cards, and the metal body began to twist and change color. The next second, he was covered with black and yellow armor, and the red goggles lit up. rise.

Hoggs was very interesting. He not only came alone, but also brought O Shutu and Agamotto. He was obviously well prepared.

It's just that he looks a little angry now, his big round golden eyes like bells are staring at the death knell, and his beard is standing up:

"You're just here to receive guests. Don't think that I don't understand human idioms."

"But you are not a tiger in essence, you are an alien god with an unknown identity." Deathstroke immediately came up with fallacies to cover up his bad jokes: "And I have always respected you all, you know, I will give you some advice later. Are you going to get hundreds of tons of roast duck to eat?"

"Hmph, you can tell me, if you are tired of roast duck, give me roast goose." Hogs cast his eyes on Nar, and when he saw the other person's appearance as if facing a formidable enemy, he said with a crooked mouth: "Alright? Yes, didn't we agree that we would deal with the Absolute Gods that might appear? Why did it change to Gnar? This kind of miscellaneous fish needs my action? "

"According to theory, there is no need. Even if I fight him one-on-one, he will definitely die within five minutes." Su Ming retreated to give up his position, and fell back to Squirrel Girl and Xiao Fu, raising his head and using his brain ax Communication: "But those who want to catch a living may have to waste some time. Besides, you are here anyway, and being idle is also idle."

"Humans like to use this kind of rhetoric. They can say whatever they want." Tiger rolled his eyes, but also raised the corners of his mouth: "However, this situation is more appropriate now. Since Sithorn and the others were beaten by you last time, After I was killed, I have been very idle these days, how about doing some activities?"

"Well, feel free to move around, but don't beat him to death. I have plans for his next step." Su Ming made a gesture of invitation.

Hogs rushed towards the enemy without hesitation, and Gnar began to resist desperately, but obviously, he still couldn't compare with the Outer God. He fell into a disadvantage as soon as they fought, and almost every second was a close call.

The Goddess of the East Star and the big bald man did not come up. They shrunk in size and landed on the sidelines to press Hogs. They looked like they were not surprised.

Hogs had no other hobbies other than smoking, drinking and fighting. Under normal circumstances, if Emperor Weishan wanted to start a war with others, Tiger would be the first to fight.

Ao Shutu turned imaginary into reality, like a fairy coming out of a dream, came to the death knell, and even took out a bag of spicy strips out of thin air to enjoy.

She has a faint fragrance like orchid and musk, and looks elegant and dignified. Her small feather-like eyelashes are fluttering, and her white face is extremely beautiful.

Birds are often very beautiful, and she is no exception. At least compared to her, Agamotto is more like an ancient god evolved from a beast.

"Are you ready for a war with the Transcendent Gods?"

She asked Deathstroke, but she didn't look over at all. Instead, she looked at the battlefield of Hogs as if watching a show.

The big tiger was slapping the enemy. After slapping Hoggs, he would also curse, "Your name is Nal." Use it' and so on.

The specific words are different, but to Deathstroke's ears, that's what it means.

The big tiger seemed to be humiliating the intruder, as is the way a cat plays. It likes to play with its prey and pull it away with its paws.

"I have long sent the constructor into the transcendent dimension to cause trouble, and now it's time to go and see the results." Su Ming answered the goddess's question and presented her with a bottle of orange soda: "But after all, the opponent is a transcendent. I’m not 100 percent sure.”

"Well, go ahead and do it. If you need help, just speak. We will always support our supreme mage." Ao Shutu accepted the soda. She also used cosmic energy to shape a straw and drank the drink happily.

The food of birds is either bugs or fruits, and fruits were O Shutu's favorite.

After becoming a demon, she didn't need to eat anything, but now she ate for the same reason as Deathstroke, for taste and enjoyment, not to gain energy.

Deathstroke immediately served cereal snacks such as popcorn and alcoholic peanuts, and looked at the incarnation of the goddess who was half a head shorter than himself:

"Thank you for your kindness, my goddess. I can, but I hope it won't be used. At present, my information on transcending dimensions is very limited. I still need to see the specific situation and analyze it in detail."

"I'm afraid they are too abstract and there is no concrete image for you to analyze, so what should you do?" Starlight flashed in the goddess's eyes. She did not smile, but in the eyes of others, the goddess always wore a decent smile.

Deathstroke lit a cigarette and squinted his eyes: "Same, use abstract power to deal with them and let them die concretely."