The Death Knell

A dark god set has the same data as a color god set in all aspects. They are just traitors with program errors, not inferior products.

Of course, if not painting can be considered inferior, then they do have this problem.

But the material used to make the giant statue, which is tens of thousands of meters tall, is extremely hard, and it takes a little time to strangle and eat it.

If it hadn't swallowed up the Black Sword, it wouldn't have had the ability to bite the metal of the gods before. The Black Sword is not good for other things, but it is a special killing tool and has the attribute of special attack against the gods. In the past, Gnar held it, Cutting through Tenjingumi is like cutting through butter with a hot knife.

Having said that, if the black sword was held not by Geer but by Gnar, it might not be so easy to lose to Strangler.

This is the case with symbionts. Whether they are strong or not is one thing, but whether the host is strong or not is another matter.

"Kacha Kacha"

The strangulation had become huge, forming a huge black film covering the corpse, which was chewing like nuts. At this moment, Su Ming took out a small bag containing the God of Symbiote from his belt. Ball, let him also look at the current situation.

Nal sat in the transparent colorful ball, and had no energy to knock around. Su Ming didn't know what it felt like to be thrown into the space bag, but if the surroundings were pitch black, it should be the environment Nal liked.

"Here, look, do you recognize this Dark God?"

Deathstroke held the small ball and put it on one of his shoulders, so that Gnar could also see the scene of strangulation and eating from his own perspective.

There was a sharp sound like fingernails scratching a blackboard in the darkness, which gave people goosebumps, but Gnar probably couldn't hear the movement from the outside world, nor could he hear Deathstroke's tender conversation.

He was very excited just seeing the symbiote, jumping around in the ball desperately, as if he was venting his anger.

Because swallowing the gods is Black Sword's specialty, no other symbiote can do this, and the one in front of him can only do it, which only means that Black Sword is eaten by it.

As a warrior, Gnar has a deep relationship with his weapons, as it should be.

Su Ming could understand this very well, because he would also be very angry if someone else broke his Night Sword or God Killer.

However, the angrier Nal becomes, the happier Su Ming becomes. As an ordinary person with a low moral level, he always likes to base his happiness on the pain of others.

For no other reason, DC is here.

"Judging from your reaction, you probably don't recognize the Dark God anymore, that's right."

Regardless of whether others could hear it or not, Su Ming squatted on the spot and smoked, looking down at the hole in the rock formation left by strangulation and eating the body parts of the Celestial God Group, and continued to speak:

"The Dark God Group was beaten by the Color Gods during the Second Firmament period and they hid nowhere. You are not as senior as the Shadow King. You were born in the Seventh Firmament stage, so naturally you don't know them."

Gnar can speak English, so if he really wants to communicate, he should be able to understand Deathstroke's mouth movements, so it doesn't matter if he can't hear, Deathstroke speaks for him to 'see'.

The Dark Gods Group and the Color Gods Group have basically the same attributes in all aspects. The reason why they lost back then was simply because there was no ‘special machine’ like OAA among them.

There is a huge difference in ability levels, so the quantity is meaningless.

Nall inside the ball had a big mouth, a ferocious expression, and seemed to be roaring, but Su Ming couldn't hear anything, so it didn't matter.

He just looked at Gnar carefully, and then the robe and red skin on his body began to twist and deform, and he turned into Gnar's appearance, and even his smile became as crazy.

Fake Nar stood up, pinched the cigarette butt and put it away, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and pinched his chin to make it a little sharper:

"It's okay if you don't know the Celestials, as long as they know you. I will use your face to kill a few Celestials later, and then lead more Celestials to a place. After entering that place, I will start acting , and finally make a deal with you and OAA, and then you will be free."

Obviously, Gnar had already understood Deathstroke's mouth shape at this time, or he had been watching it all along, but only gave feedback at this time.

He shouted silently again, and Su Ming could tell that his mouth was scolding him for being despicable.

You have to hide your head and tail when you are a warrior, you have to fight in front of other people's faces, you don't respect martial ethics or honor, you have to deal with disgusting robots like the Celestials, and so on.

In short, he is insulting the death knell with simple concepts, but this only brings happy air.

Su Ming laughed on the spot. He became the fake Gnar and drew a red dragon emblem on his chest. He flipped his long white hair and put away the Gnar ball, leaving only one sentence:

"Times have changed. You can't even say bad words. You are such a stick."

After putting away the Gnar ball, Su Ming took out the blue ball containing the Shadow King, and then took him to visit the scene where the symbiote was eating.

The Shadow King was obviously stunned after seeing the light again. He remembered that the First Sky caught him and then threw him to a human, but why was he now trapped in the hands of Gnar.

But in view of the alliance between the two parties, the black Michelin tire man knocked on the inner wall of the ball with his fist. When Nal looked at him, he quickly pointed at himself, as if he wanted Nal to release him.

I saw a look of helplessness on Nall's face. He sighed, and his mouth obviously slowed down and said:

"I finally escaped and rescued you specially, but I can't break this little ball. Please be patient. I already know where to open it. Please bear with me any longer."

After saying that, he pretended to take out a black sword from the shadow behind him, and slashed and chopped the small ball where the Shadow King was stored. The result was just as he said, the blue ball was still unscathed. , but the Shadow King was caused to bleed from his orifices due to the space shock.

The black tire man waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he believed it and stopped playing cricket.

He also made lip-syncs inside the ball, saying that since Gnar already had a plan, he would wait a little longer, and now he would continue to sleep for a while.

Being stripped away from the original shadow by the First Firmament caused very serious injuries, so much damage on a conceptual level that he could no longer be called the Shadow King because now the shadow had nothing to do with him.

"That's it. I understand, partner, if you bear with me a little longer, I will soon find a chance to rescue you." Nar replied with a serious face, solemnly making a promise: "But now I found a The Celestial God Group, you know, I will kill the Celestial God Group when I see it, otherwise I won’t be happy and you can wait a little longer.”

After saying that, regardless of the Shadow King's expression, he stuffed the blue ball into his pocket with his backhand.

The arrangements have been completed, and now we are waiting for the gods to arrive. Well, at least one of the founders of this round must be able to escape home and report to the OAA. I hope they still remember the fear brought by the Nar Belt.