The Death Knell

Originally, Su Ming planned to take them to see the launch of the spaceship today, but now it seems that they won't be able to sleep until night.

So Su Ming could only take Xiao Dai and Gin Jiu to watch the show, mainly to see the performance of Luo Ji and the others.

When he came to the kitchen, he asked the cloak to boil the milk, and the strangulation to make the noodles and fry the fried dough sticks. Su Ming was responsible for frying the eggs, and asked the adjutant to play country music to create an early morning atmosphere.

Soon, breakfast was ready.

Su Ming ate one portion for himself and Zhuangsha, and gave Cloak a gem as dry food. Then he carried two portions of breakfast to the backyard.

The two women had been fighting all night, and now that it was raining outside, they were still fighting.

They had obviously said that they should hold back some energy and exercise, but now both of them were injured, the wounds on their bodies were washed white by the rain, their hair was stuck to their faces, and they didn't know how much blood and sweat they had shed.

However, their fighting movements did not slow down at all, and sparks were still flying when they struck each other.

Diana's strength and martial arts are better, and her endurance is stronger; Gin is a master of magic and martial arts. With the combination of illusion magic and appropriate tactics, they are evenly matched.

Seeing this scene, Su Ming had only one thought, and that was - the sword and shield really had no future, so the giant sword would be the solution.

The two of them had been scraping all night long, and each other's shields were scratched clean. They didn't know what the point of fighting like this was. It might as well be women's wrestling.

"Ladies, it's daybreak." The death knell called at the back door of the villa and raised the food in his hand: "Come back to take a shower and eat, and then we have to go to the supermarket."

Hearing his greeting, the two women put down their weapons. They smiled at each other, hugged each other, and then walked hand in hand towards the house.

"Your combat skills seem to have improved again, sister. It seems that you have practiced a lot." Diana praised Gin's martial arts. Many of Valkyrie's moves have the shadow of Deathstroke. For example, the heroine never expected that Gin would use tease. Tricks like vaginal foot.

It's a bit inconsistent with the style of the Warner Protoss, but the so-called style is actually just a disguised form of restraint. Anyone who can really fight knows the importance of improvisation.

"It's okay, haha, your experience in dealing with magic attacks has also improved a lot." Gin put his arm around Diana's shoulders and affectionately helped her brush the hair away from her face: "Maybe I won't be able to beat you next time You, sister, it’s useless for me to be so much older than you, alas.”

Gin is exactly 400 years old this year, which is indeed young for the fairy palace, but compared with Xiao Dai, he is several times older than the latter.

The monster amusement park prepared by Su Ming was originally a birthday gift for Gin, and he didn't lack the toys himself. It was just so that she, who usually stayed behind in the 40k universe, could see outside creatures.

In fact, with the existence of an adjutant, Gin can definitely follow Deathstroke everywhere, but she seems to prefer to stay at home and wait for the man to come back. It should be a matter of customs.

"It's nothing, sisters, we can make progress together in the future." Diana held Gin's hand. She was radiant at this time, and it was obvious that sufficient exercise had made her mood better: "Let's take a bath together now. , and then I'll bandage your wound."

"Well, help each other." Gin liked Diana very much. To be precise, she liked this style of communication with swords. When passing by the death knell at the back door, she smiled and took both breakfasts and used her hips to Bu pushed the man aside: "We are washing and eating at the same time, bring it to you! Haha!"

After snatching the breakfast, she glanced at Diana and signaled the latter to follow. Then the two of them ran into the house with a smile and went upstairs laughing.

Looking at the string of muddy footprints they left on the floor, Su Ming could only ask his adjutant to start the sweeping robot, but he was very happy:

"It seems that although Diana always said she was unwilling to leave Earth 0 and come to 40k Earth to play, she quite liked it after she came here."

"Yes, Sheriff, according to the analysis of her hormone levels, she is currently in a good mood." The adjutant's projection appeared and solemnly released various data and tables: "Compared to Miss Quinn's estrogen and In the case of excessive adrenaline secretion, Miss Prince's mental state is more stable."

"You don't need to tell me the known information again. I don't know that Little Sugar Bean is mentally ill?" Su Ming used the Force to grab the slow sweeping robot and wiped the wooden floor under his feet like a blackboard: "By the way, let's inform Teacher Yao. She has been protecting mankind for so long. She should see people take a new step today."

"Understood, Sheriff, the invitation has been conveyed, and the deputy is temporarily offline."

She snickered, and then the projection turned into a line of light and disappeared at the back door of the villa.

Maybe Gu Yi was waiting for Deathstroke's invitation. Karma Taj also had an Internet connection. She must have watched the press conference yesterday, so after the adjutant conveyed the invitation, the next second, a golden teleportation light flashed around Deathstroke. Door aperture.

The bald mage, who specially put on some light makeup, walked out with a faint smile.

She had not worn the golden robe since she stepped down as the Supreme Mage, but she wore it again today. She even put on a new pair of white cloth shoes, obviously prepared.

"Slade, you did a good job. Everything seems to be going well so far, and there is no other voice from the magical community about this."

She was very satisfied with Deathstroke's work, although she also admitted that choosing Deathstroke as his successor was a gamble. But many things before had already proven that she had won. Today's incident was just another victory.

"Haha, if you weren't in charge of the earth, teacher, I don't know how many magicians would stab me in the back." Deathstroke smiled and held the teacher's arm, closed the back door of the house and walked inside, leaving the sweeping robot behind. : "Teacher, have you had breakfast? Stir the fried dough sticks that were freshly fried in the morning."

In the past, most of the humans who could freely enter and exit the universe were spell casters.

This means that only they can easily obtain more unique resources, whether for their own use or for trading with other forces, this is an exclusive business.

How far you can go and what kind of treasure you can get all depends on your own ability.

But now Deathstroke, as the Supreme Mage, has taken the technological route and wants to send ordinary people into the universe to divide the vested interests of spellcasters. This is not the level of being secretly pointed out. There are probably some people who want to kill him. .

For example, the Dark Elf Chamber of Commerce and the Goblin forces have been doing business for many years.

But the ancient master is sitting in Kama Taj, and other spell casters can't say anything.

After all, Deathstroke has really not killed many mages since she took office, but Ancient One, who has guarded the earth for eight hundred years, is different. She has killed countless spellcasters.

In terms of actual combat power, Deathstroke has definitely surpassed her, but in terms of deterrence against mages, Gu Yi is still stronger.

"Oh? Then I have to try it. I haven't thought that people in the United States can eat symbiote fried dough sticks. Where did it learn it?"

The former Supreme Mage, respected and feared by spellcasters, no outsider could see that she was more like an ordinary woman who cared about breakfast.

Her expression became very curious. Although she had long known that Strangler was different from other symbiotes in that it was not afraid of fire at all, she never thought that it could fry fried dough sticks. In Chinese terms, it was really a spirit.

"Who knows, it's not me anyway. Maybe it ate the master chef of some hotel when it was eating randomly."

Telling unreliable jokes, Su Ming led the master into the restaurant and served the prepared breakfast:

"Please use it, teacher. We will set off after Gin and Diana take a shower. Next, we have to use your mirror space magic."

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