The Death Knell

Everyone first returned to the white dimension from the pitch-black void, and then returned from the white world to the town that transcended the domain incarnation.

At this time, the Eradicators were like zombies, lying on the fallen Transcendent one by one and licking fiercely. They knew clearly that they were extracting residual energy, but for a moment it felt like a biological crisis.

At this time, the feeling of the transcendent realm is different. If it was a good place with bright eyes and spring flowers blooming before, it is what an ideal high-end white community in the United States should look like.

Now, it is a lifeless, chaotic and dilapidated place like a slum for African Americans. Even the sunshine is gone?

Looking up, Su Ming found that the white clouds that originally covered the sky were gone. Previously, the light emitted by these clouds illuminated the Transcendent Realm, but now, there were no clouds, and only countless stars in the dark sky illuminated the place.

In other words, it has now entered eternal night.

But it doesn't have much to do with Su Ming. Anyway, he grabbed this place just to use it as a control prop, an overpass that can open up unknown areas. He didn't want to live here.

As the Supreme Mage, of course he has to live on the earth. In countless worlds, there is a "geocentric" environment. The earth is the center of the universe, because without the earth, there would be no story.

There was a bit of a burnt smell in the air, but it was okay, but Su Ming still touched his Cosmic Cube and said:

"Get some wind."

A gust of breeze blew, and several fire spots in the town suddenly burned more intensely. But at the same time, the wind also brought dry air in the desert, which made people feel refreshed.

"I don't know if the Original Transcendent is dead, but I'm quite optimistic about that kid." Deadpool grabbed his chin and jumped off the flying carpet. He pulled the nose of the mask a few times. He probably had another nosebleed: " If he dies, can we borrow a meal in his name today?"

"If you want to have a banquet, go to TVA. I've ordered a flowing water banquet for you for a month." Su Ming looked at the town and pointed Wanda to look for the original transcendent. The latter's fingertips glowed red, and then Shake his head.

The original Transcendent also died in a suicide initiated by the CCU. Currently, the little Cosmic Cube of Deathstroke has become the only remaining Transcendent in the realm of transcendence.

Of course, in the main dimension, there are also the Skrulls' Cosmic Cube 'Landform Shaper' and so on. If Deathstroke wants to 'plant' a new Cosmic Cube, then he only needs to open an opening somewhere in the Transcendent Realm, so that Its energy flows to a certain planet in the three-dimensional world, and it can be harvested in a few thousand years.

"Forget about the running water table." Deadpool raised his pants in pain, and he retched: "Those sisters from Gin are all barbecue fanatics. I ate the table noodles for two weeks, and all three meals a day were barbecue. , you see there are blisters in my mouth, so I had to order takeout."

This is talking about the group of resurrected Valkyries. They usually have nothing serious to do. Deadpool happened to be getting married, so Gin called her sisters to help.

They also have good intentions. You must know that the women of Asgard only cook for their father, brother and husband. Even when they go out to fight in a team, they each bake their own food. They are willing to bake meat for Wade's wedding banquet, but it is all because of the death knell. On the face of.

It's just that I've been dead for a long time, and now I can't stop grilling meat. Maybe it's because I roasted a little too much, so I gave it to Deadpool slowly in batches.

How many people want to eat but cannot.

"Let's not talk about that, Deathstroke, what will Doom do next?" Doctor Doom stood behind Franklin, his hand naturally placed on the boy's head, and he leaned against his lap: "If the Color Celestial Group is coming, Are we going to start a war here?”

It's not that this place is not good. After all, if you face the original gods, you definitely can't go back to the third dimension to solve the problem, which will cause the sky to break.

But after all, there are still too many unknowns here. Humans have no intelligence advantage here, let alone much leeway.

"This is our home court now, and the little guy now has the highest authority." A golden lightsaber popped out of Su Ming's hand, and he closed the black and yellow gauntlets to hold it tightly: "I have already made arrangements, adjutant, to start the second round of Plan A. Bar."

"Okay, Sheriff."

The adjutant just answered, and then he didn't know what to do, and he was mysterious.

Su Ming nodded towards Doom, holding the lightsaber and said to the celestial destroyers: "Just let the Eradicators eat a little bit of the corpses of the Transcendent Gods. Stop destroying the houses. Every universe in these houses now belongs to me."

"But people who live in those universes don't know you at all." Deadpool leaned against a street light pole and scratched his crotch, complaining.

"It doesn't matter, I will use methods they will never understand to control their future. The Transcendence Gods don't have the ability to time, but I do." Deathstroke raised his chin, signaling the Celestial Destroyer to quickly give the order. The Eradicators ate energy without any fuss. Moderation is much scarier than the passage of locusts.

In the past, the inflatable gods were able to suppress them, but now the gods who have returned to the almighty universe level are naturally more intimidating. I didn’t see what he said or did. I just looked at the town and saw those zombie-like machine bald heads. He threw away the metal corpse in his hand and stood on the street waiting for orders.

The Celestial Destroyer did not let them leave. After all, these cannon fodder were needed to deal with the colored dogs.

Even though they are all only multiverse level, there are so many of them that they can always come in handy.

Anyway, even if they are not consumed on the battlefield, this greedy race must be sealed for the second time, otherwise there will be endless troubles. It is better to use them in exchange for victory according to Deathstroke's plan.

"Your world is really quite colorful." Death put away her umbrella. She looked at the dark night sky, as if she was very adaptable to this environment: "Then are you sure about the next battle? It sounds like this god group , is it more worthy of vigilance than surpassing the Gods?"

"Haha, you are Death. You can definitely tell that I will not die today." Deathstroke lit a cigarette and distributed snacks and drinks to his teammates. Everyone returned to the small community park and sat down.

Either sit on a bench or sit on a swing, which is quite relaxing.

"Hey, that's not necessarily true. What if I saw it but didn't tell you?"

Death blinked, and she sat on the swing, swinging high and low.

Su Ming also laughed, and he shook his head: "If that were the case, it wouldn't be you. Besides, I'm different from the superheroes you know. I would leave my cousin behind at any time and run away on my own."

"Giggle..." Death smiled even more happily. She only felt that Death Knell was complicated.

This person always says that he is afraid of death, but he takes the greatest risk every time he takes action. Is this the contradiction of human nature?

But looking at the team that Deathstroke is leading now, Deathstroke doesn’t think there are superheroes in it. Should this be called the ‘Anti-Heroes League’?

Then everyone stopped talking about business and started a new round of chatting. It took a few minutes for the Nuvali warship to jump back to the sky above the town. However, it blocked even the remaining light, leaving only a patch of light. Pitch black.

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