The Death Knell

"There was someone in the basement of that house just now."

Damian typed what he wanted to say on his cell phone, wearing a pair of lead gloves and covering the phone with his palm to show his father.

The death knell flying in front of the team slowed down, allowing Strangler to connect everyone's body with his tentacles, so that everyone could communicate with their thoughts. He replied silently:

"I know that there is another person's scent in the basement, and Hangzhao smelled it, but that person had no intention of coming out to meet the guests. His breathing rhythm was very gentle, and he seemed to be sleeping."

"It's a normal thing, right? Kryptonians can also sleep during the day." Bobo covered his belly, obviously trying to tighten it to make the belly less ugly: "But not all Clark's distant relatives will be on this planet. Relative, right? We met a farmer on the road, both of them are from the Al family?"

He seemed a little suspicious that this was not a coincidence, but some kind of arrangement.

Everyone is here to deal with Rao, and this guy is known as the God of Krypton. The word God makes people allergic, because he can always arrange something.

"Don't think too much. The El family does account for a high proportion of the population of Krypton. This family has produced countless speakers in history. In human terms, it is equivalent to the president of the planet. Think again. Think of the Habsburg family of mankind, they have not yet ruled the earth, and their bloodline has spread everywhere; think of the Jews, if you think about it carefully, they are all descendants of Judah."

When people from a small family marry into a big family, the offspring will often bear the surname of the big family. This is a very realistic choice. The main thing is to have a resounding name, and you will gain advantages in terms of connections and resources.

Why was Clark the only baby given away when Krypton exploded?

On the one hand, except for Clark's father Jor-El, most Kryptonians do not believe that the "Round Table" wants to destroy Krypton, so they are not prepared. On the other hand, it is because their family lacks knowledge and their family does not have a strong enough escape cabin to escape from the space vibration and gravitational disorder caused by the planet explosion.

What is baby Clark capable of? There was nothing, and he could escape purely because of his father.

There used to be a lot of people from the El family on old Krypton, and out of a hundred people, seven or eight people with the surname Al could be picked out, so meeting a Ty El on the road was worth noting, but it was not enough to warrant vigilance.

"I always feel like someone is spying on us." Donna expressed her opinion. She turned her head and looked around, but she couldn't see anyone on the ground below.

She was so confused that she could only tell Deathstroke about it.

"I had a feeling of being spied on a long time ago, and now is no exception." Su Ming answered him calmly, and then shook his head: "There are no clues yet, just wait and see what happens. If I want you to evacuate, obey the order immediately. ,Understand?"

"Yes." Damian was the first to agree, and the others nodded.

The short discussion ended here, and the group had arrived at the outer ring of Kandor City.

This is a multi-layer overpass system. The ring road is built in an intricate shape around the edge of the city. Judging from the solidity of the design, it should also have some defensive capabilities.

Su Ming landed. In order to avoid being too high-profile, he needed to enter the city from the ground.

"We go to the council hall and find Van Zee, and we can basically find out what happened on New Krypton. In fact, it would be easier to get the information if Strangler eats the natives here, but who said this is Clark's figure? Where is the cabinet? I better not break his toys."

Deathstroke moved his ankles and ran quickly, while using the force to pull his teammates forward, except Wally.

As for how to find the Parliament Building, it's very simple. You don't need a map, just go to the city center. The development model of Candor City is very similar to Contrasia's New London, which is radial with a point as the center of the circle.

"What you said sounds like Superman is suffering from Batman's disease." Bobo complained. He didn't say much because he was still holding his breath and tightening his abdomen. Others looked mighty and cool in tights, so he put them on It only looks vulgar, so it makes you feel particularly inferior.

In fact, he forgot that now everyone communicates through the physical link of the strangle, and he can breathe normally while conveying his thoughts.

Batman almost killed two fake Deathstrokes before. After the Justice League took over from him, they continued to investigate the murders in the police station.

Thanks to Ron's psychic ability, they obtained information from the brains of the two fake Deathstrokes, and soon they matched the information sent by Deathstroke from another world, so their team also searched Gotham. With traces of 'my Lord'.

Mainly dealing with the 'last 52 coalition forces', those lunatics infected by laughter.

A few were caught, and Superman was responsible for temporarily imprisoning them in the phantom zone, but everyone only had the smell of sour rain on their faces and no smiles.

The opponent's endless methods and inhumane tactics make the heroes of justice feel numb.

For example, there is a crazy "Jigsaw" who transplanted many people's organs into himself and used equipment to ensure the survival of those people.

But there is a switch in his brain. As long as he dies or has a thought, the organ providers will also die due to equipment overload.

This kind of mental illness is a brand new version of Superman that they have never played before. Even Green Arrow has no good solution for a while. Life without Batman is so difficult, and there are too many freaks in Gotham.

But Oliver is still smart. He thought of using colorless and odorless anesthetic gas to put the puzzle pieces from the Laughing Universe into sleep, giving Superman and Ron a chance to take action.

Return the intact organs to Zhao, and make new organs for Jigsaw to ensure that he does not die.

It is too difficult to ensure that both criminals and victims do not die. Oliver finally understands why Deathstroke from another world is unwilling to act with Superman, because he is really tied up and the non-killing doctrine is really too troublesome.

"Bah." Guy Gardner spat at the drain on the street and kept wiping the blood on his face and body. When he was carrying the victim just now, someone accidentally bled heavily, which covered his head and face. : "These lunatics are monsters created by the Laughing Bat. They are simply not human beings and should be completely eliminated."

As a Green Lantern and a hero from the U.S. military, Guy is also a member of the Slayer faction. After finding that the blood on his face couldn't be wiped clean, he simply took out a cigar from his lantern ring and smoked it, whispering Green Arrow complained.

The Green Lanterns have a good relationship with Green Arrow, so maybe there really is a Green Club, but they didn't notify Luthor anyway.

"Oh, stop talking, Guy, listen to Superman. You don't want to have him whisper in your ears, do you?"

Oliver returned a helpless look, his golden beard twitched a few times, and the corners of his mouth were twitching:

"Once you kill someone in front of Superman, he will talk to you so much that you just want to kill yourself to apologize. No need to thank me for reminding you, because I have experienced it several times in the past. Life is worse than death."

"Damn God, okay, tell me, how many more enemies do we have? When will this thing end?"

Guy bit off the butt of the cigar, spit it to the side, and poured water from his ears carelessly.

But neither Green Arrow nor Canary answered his question. The former couple raised their heads at this time, not looking at the fireworks over Gotham, but looking at a comet that seemed to have crashed through the dark clouds. Hit the city...