The Death Knell

?It became like a super long soft sword, shaking it with your hand, and it also fluctuated up and down like a tape measure.

It still has a sharp double-sided edge, but it has the toughness to be bent.

This is what Su Ming wants. He made the God Killer look like this. Soft weapons naturally have their uses.

He dragged the long golden soft sword, quietly circled around the root of one of the wings, and then connected the sharp-edged weapons end to end.

He pulled lightly and found that it was secure.

"Cloak, fly!"

The magic floating cloak took him flying outwards. Taking advantage of the speed of flight, he and Strangler grabbed the weapons in their hands and pulled hard...

The blood erupted like a volcano!

In front of the God of Death, Donna, who was carrying Bobo and constantly dodging attacks, suddenly heard a scream from behind her.

Turning around, you can see a huge black wing flying out like a fallen leaf in the wind.

The wings were so huge that the sand dunes below were suddenly covered with a thick feather quilt. However, when the quilt fell to the ground, the sky was filled with smoke and dust, and the ground shook.

The God of Death staggered in the air and adjusted the other five wings to stabilize his flying form.

But at the base of the previously severed wing, black blood kept pouring out, carrying a pungent fishy smell.

"Well, this monster didn't grow up drinking asphalt, right?"

Su Ming took the opportunity to fall back behind the monster. He secretly put a 'rope' on the second wing while still complaining in his mind.

Why does the blood of these things smell so fishy after they grow to huge sizes?

But complaining is one thing. The movements in his hands were not slow at all. While the monster was looking for enemies inexplicably and before it could react, Su Ming successfully pulled off another wing.

It's like a killer strangling the target's neck with a piano wire. The one with the barcode behind the bald head can strangle the target's trachea, while the death knell can strangle the target's head off.

Extraordinary power represents more possibilities.

Su Ming nodded with satisfaction and watched another wing fall to the ground. Barry on the ground seemed to complain that he had ruined his working environment.

The Flash paused and looked into the air with resentful eyes.

He was working hard to move bricks, and the death knell was making trouble in the sky, causing the enemies to lose their hair and causing black blood to fall everywhere like rain.

He has one more job and is responsible for wiping off the blood stains on these buildings. After all, these are the amusement rides of the future.

Su Ming shrugged towards the ground. He didn't care so much and let Barry figure out his own solution.

Now there is no need to pull out all six of the opponent's wings. As long as five are pulled out, the God of Death will definitely not be able to fly.

The Crow Reaper is not Sephiroth, and this is not Final Fantasy.

However, after two consecutive times, no matter how slow the reaction of Death was, he still discovered the reason why his wings fell off.

There was a silent little flying insect on its back, holding a golden thread and squeezing it one after another, and it lost two wings.

Because the opponent's target was too small and his movements were fast, he searched everywhere but couldn't find it at first.

Seeing the six orange searchlight-like eyes of the Crow Death looking at him, Su Ming knew that he had been discovered.

Since the stealth has been discovered, there is no other way, so just attack forcefully.

"cloak!"

The magic floating cloak understood it, and it took Su Ming and began to shuttle between the wings of the god of death, around the base of the wings, playing hide and seek among the dense feathers.

The crow Death had been created not long ago, but for the first time in his life, he hated his thick black feathers.

After the little bug got in, it could be said that it disappeared almost immediately!

Of course, Strangler immediately turned the host's armor into completely black, blending into the surrounding environment.

It imitated Batman last time and was very familiar with it.

So not long after, the God of Death let out another scream, and another wing flew away from it.

It began to roll in the air like crazy, and in order to avoid being hit by the irregular movements or getting entangled in feathers, the cloak led Su Ming out first and pulled some distance away.

So Donna and Bobo saw a Deathstroke getting into the enemy's wings, and a Batman getting out...

Donna: "???"

Bobo: "???"

What kind of trick is this? Play relay race in the enemy's wings? And isn’t Batman a paraplegic?

Su Ming had no time to explain to them because the scythe of death swung towards him.

He dodged sideways, and the huge black light scythe passed in front of him. It felt like a subway train passed in front of his nose.

There is no roar, just high speeds that chill the skin.

In fact, if he were Hecate, he would definitely make the Death God very small and invisible to the naked eye.

If you want to kill people through Death, then play the game "Death is Coming". I'm sure many people will die without knowing where the enemy is.

And now this giant monster has an advantage against monsters of the same size.

But when it comes to small targets like humans... apart from scaring people a little, it really doesn't do any good.

The last time Su Ming got into Barbatos's belly and cut his internal organs, the tactic was very effective, but it was just a little more disgusting.

So this time he chose a cleaner tactic.

Of course, being covered in black blood is also unavoidable.

But since he got Strangler, he no longer has to clean his armor. Whether it's meat or internal organs, Strangler will always eat it cleanly.

"You can't just cut me down, let's take a rest!"

Holding the soft sword transformed from the God Killer in one hand, he pulled out the Night Sword from behind with his backhand, and touched the finger of the God of Death.

The fingers of Death are also like bird claws, but the color is also black, and each finger is thicker than an oil can on an oil tanker truck.

But even if he couldn't cut off his fingers, he still wanted to teach him a lesson. Su Ming directly used his sword to chop off a piece of his curved nails.

"Ouch!!! Damn mortal!"

"Haha, you are probably the shortest-lived god in history."

Su Ming didn't say much. The cloak took him to swoop directly over the desert, raising a large amount of yellow sand and blocking the sight of the God of Death.

This guy only has the name of the God of Death, but he has no soul in his hands, and Hecate has no extra power to give him. It can be said that this is the weakest stage for a newborn god.

In view of the hostile stance of both parties, Su Ming absolutely must eradicate the root cause.

He shuttled through the yellow sand, and his cloak took him around to the back of Death again.

With screams, he once again achieved his tactical goal, and the God of Death could only keep squirming like a bug on the sand dunes.

His weight was too heavy, and the bird's claws could not disperse the weight pressure, so he sank deeply into the sand dune. The more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

All the places where he could stay, such as pyramids or obelisks, had been demolished by Barry.

The magic of the field failed, and he was now a crow on the ground worse than a chicken.

Su Ming watched coldly for a while. Batman's uniform took off from him, and he turned his head and shouted to the side.

"Barry? Have you done it over there?"

"Yeah, but I'm so tired. Can I have a meal first?" Barry almost spit out his tongue. Fast speed doesn't mean unlimited physical strength.

"Oh, go and come back soon... okay?" Su Ming nodded, saying that he could wait for a few tenths of a second.

"Okay, but I feel like I'm going to lose my hair when I eat pizza all the time... Is this how you imitated Batman last time? I heard you found a new way to calm down Gotham?"

The Flash came back in a flash, wiping his mouth next to Su Ming.

"It's a pity that Batman doesn't plan to promote my method... But it doesn't matter. Have you seen those wings? Contact Colonel Sanders later and ask him to make some big grilled wings for you."

Su Ming patted Barry on the shoulder and signaled that it was time to get to know this god with some Speed ​​Force.

Barry rolled his eyes, shook his head, and put Su Ming on his shoulders helplessly.

Who dares to eat such wings with black water flowing out of them? !