The Death Knell

Behind the door is a city, a city built on white clouds. Different large clouds are layered on top of each other, which also causes the buildings above them to show the style of a mountain city with different heights.

Having said that, Olympus seems to be imitating this kind of architecture. The temples in the sanctuary are built on the mountains, perhaps to create the image of a city in the clouds.

However, how can Olympus compare with heaven? It's not even as good as Kamal Taj there.

The terraced city is nice, and the clouds are quite white, but unlike what Gabriel said, so far, everyone has only reached ruins of dilapidated buildings, and it doesn't look like a paradise at all.

Some people in white robes were crawling on the streets. They looked very weak, really like dogs.

There is also a door at the other end of the city. From time to time, some people or dogs will get in through there, and then they will fall into a daze and be robbed by the old residents who have been waiting for a long time.

It was a real rip off.

Originally, when these new people or new dogs entered heaven, they would still be covered with a piece of white cloth. They probably went through some automatic ceremony, such as the process of God issuing a set of white cloth robes.

But the old residents will even take the cloth off the dogs. This is really a good place to enjoy.

By the way, the hard currency here is cloth?

It's right to think so, they have nothing but this.

In biblical stories, good people will ascend to heaven, and from then on they will live with truly good people, be cared for by angels, have enough food and clothing, and live forever.

But now that the angels are all crazy, the souls of good people naturally have no choice but to rely on their own efforts.

Human nature will never stand the test.

Su Ming knows that the spread of faith must be different from the truth, and false propaganda is attractive. But if true believers of the Cross see what the fifth heaven looks like now, they will probably be completely disillusioned, right?

"Well...if the buildings weren't all on the clouds, it would look similar to Afghanistan."

Donna looked around the city, also looking a little confused.

The previous seventh day was okay. Although the splendid city fortress after entering the main entrance was a little dilapidated, at least there was no serious damage to the buildings. The Garden of Eden was a bit polluted and lacked maintenance, but at least there were many plants in it.

And what about here? Even the bark of the tree had been chewed off, and there was no place for everyone to hide. The bare tree trunks on the side were full of teeth marks.

"Ah, you're talking about "Call of Duty", right? I've played it too, and it looks a bit similar."

Shazam touched his chin. The boy's shoulders were wider than Deathstroke's, but it was obvious that he was still far from the day of taking responsibility.

His mind is filled with video games, and he even regards the execution of tasks as a game breakthrough, which makes him seem to never be serious.

But it doesn't matter, Deathstroke's team doesn't need anyone who is too serious.

Wally has the Speed ​​Force, Donna has connections in Olympus, and Shazam has the potential to be a human punching bag, which is enough.

Su Ming never expected to accomplish anything big by relying on superheroes, he just needed to use some of their abilities occasionally.

"Something's wrong, it shouldn't be like this." Gabriel looked a little sad, and the automatic rifle he was holding dropped: "Over there, it turns out there is a small waterfall where people can have fun under the rainbow; and there is There used to be a big fruit tree by the side, and the fruits on it could feed everyone; and..."

As he spoke, hallucinations seemed to appear in front of his eyes, as if the things described reappeared.

"Hey, man, don't tell me there's this or that, there's nothing left where you pointed."

Bobo jumped from Deathstroke's shoulder to Gabriel's, patted the other man's head, smoked his pipe and sighed:

"I don't know how long it has been since you left heaven, but obviously, everything here is dying without the body of God sitting there."

Where are the small waterfalls and fruit trees? There is just a deserted city and a group of zombie-like souls.

How should I put it? Everything here is shrouded in an atmosphere of decadence. In comparison, the Kingdom of Death that I visited not long ago is more energetic and humane than here.

"Bo, heaven does not necessarily represent kindness, but it definitely represents order." Su Ming lit a cigarette and checked to see if there were any enemies nearby. He talked to Bobo: "Say, Could it be that our opponent this time represents the forces of chaos? Is it the sequelae of killing the Lord of Order?"

"Well... it probably has nothing to do with you. The power of the Lord of Order cannot affect Heaven, and you didn't kill it. How can one kill a concept?"

Bobo jumped back, and he still felt most at ease next to Deathstroke.

"Haha, let's continue. I have already observed that there are no pinkeye patrols here. They seem to have been completely forgotten. Let's spread out and look for dogs. The souls here are ordinary people and can be dealt with easily." Su Ming changed the topic and returned to the mission.

“What are the characteristics of the dog you are looking for?”

Gabriel knew that he was the main force in finding the dog. After all, the person brought by the death knell probably didn't have any research on the soul.

The reason why everyone is allowed to spread out and do things is to create a sense of equality for themselves. They get paid to do things, but are assigned tasks like other heroes for the sake of righteousness. This is equality.

But it feels really good. At least since I became a duck, few people have treated me this way.

It's funny, even though he knew what kind of person Deathstroke was, Gabriel actually saw the brilliance of humanity in this mercenary.

So he enthusiastically asked about the dog's characteristics and wanted to complete the task as soon as possible.

"I don't know. I don't know the coat color, age, or breed. I only know that it died after being injected with nano clay-faced plasma robots. Those robots took over its body and could transform into the appearance of Little Krypton."

Fortunately, at least the way of death is known, I believe the angels will find a way.

Gabriel nodded slowly. He thoughtfully held the automatic rifle and went to work. You can see that he walked to a high platform. After opening his wings, many dog ​​souls immediately surrounded him. It seemed that What are you talking to him about?

Sure enough, it was a clever idea. Dogs can communicate with each other, so he asked other dogs for answers.

Maybe just like people in the afterlife, who must ask how they died when meeting others, do dogs also have this habit?

Then as long as you combine the cause of death given by the death knell, you can lock the target you want to find.

Although Gabriel is now a drug addict with memory loss, he still has all the abilities of a Seraph, and he is much smarter than the average person.

To be honest, if Deathstroke were to deal with soul matters, especially communicating with dogs, he would definitely not be able to do it so smoothly.

Because he is a cat party member.

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