The Death Knell

There is a coffin underground in the castle of the Kingdom of Dreams. Inside the coffin is the dead 'Dream of Dreams'. Su Ming can't tell what it is exactly.

It might be some discarded garbage manuscripts, it might be the body of the previous Sandman Morpheus, or it might be a nightmare. The last time he came to the castle as a guest, Su Ming saw the coffin, which was locked with countless thick iron chains. It was still shaking.

But what is inside has little to do with Su Ming. Anyway, his goal is the Sands of Time.

This thing is really easy to use. Even if it is simply used as a murderous poison, the effect is outstanding.

Mr. Butler agreed to the terms of the transaction, but he did it secretly. People who didn't know it thought he was selling drugs. He just exchanged the sand at home for some tea. What's the matter?

With this in mind, Su Ming dipped his fingers into the plastic bag and dipped a little sample into his mouth, tasted it, and nodded with satisfaction:

"Very good, top quality goods, Grade A, here, what you want."

Handing over the money and delivering the goods, Deathstroke pushed a silver suitcase to the butler.

As a result, the butler was dumbfounded. He knew that Deathstroke from another world was known for his weird behavior, but this behavior could easily be associated with drug trafficking.

He quickly picked up the tea box and closed the castle door, as if he was afraid that the death knell would take advantage of him.

Su Ming didn't mind the old housekeeper leaving without saying goodbye. He collected the Sands of Time and turned around to leave.

After all, the goal has been achieved. Now the survivors are sleeping in an eternal dream. While the Sandman is not at home, he has obtained some inventory of the Sand of Time. This trip has been fruitful.

"Adjutant, send us to Gotham. How is Harley's team doing?"

"They are looking for traces of Doomsday Blues, but there are currently no results." The adjutant's projection emerged, and while preparing the transmission program, he chatted elegantly with the Sheriff: "Currently, there are about four hundred people in the last 52nd Legion on Earth 0. in different locations, causing widespread chaos, and the time until the battle will be completely ended is still unknown.”

As soon as the blue light flashed, everyone returned to the dark city. The ever-condensing dark clouds were still splashing sour rainwater, and there were actually fireworks set off above the city.

Everyone was standing on the roof of the Wayne Building. At their feet was the president's office, which Bruce didn't usually use. Next to him was the huge light box with the group's trademark. The heat emitted caused the rain to evaporate a light mist on its surface.

To the east near the coastline, the battle between Black Adam and Judgment Day is still going on, and it looks pretty good.

Black Adam knows magic and has a red artificial kryptonite in his hand that can restrain Judgment Day, so he should be a sure winner.

Wade and his team were located near the south pier of the city. It seemed that they were not going well in the process of tracking the doomsday blues, but the group of people seemed to be quite high. He was even singing on the road shoulder to shoulder with some of his murderous buddies, like It's like going on an outing.

"Actually, I don't recommend that they deal with Doomsday Blues. He's a crazy Constantine. It's better to let Zha Kang himself deal with it, but it seems that Harley is quite interested in peek-a-boo."

Su Ming looked at a lot of screens projected by the adjutant. Not only in Gotham City, but also in other cities around the world, such as Paris and London, the situation was not very optimistic.

Most of the powerful superheroes have stayed in the United States, and the foreign superheroes in the Justice League community are generally third- to eighteenth-tier heroes.

Originally, the task of deploying troops should be directed by the Hall of Justice, specifically done by Batman or Ron.

But now, no one seems to care about it.

"Why is that Phosphate Man yellow?"

After frowning for a few times, Su Ming pointed at the alien villains who were causing havoc in Paris and asked the adjutant what he thought of this discoloration.

"According to chromatographic measurements, he should not be called Phosphate Man, but Sulfide Man. At present, we don't know his specific background and abilities, but he has shown severe toxicity and strong radiation. If it cannot be handled properly, I expect that People in the five arrondissements of central Paris may face a serious crisis in medical resources in the future."

The silver-haired girl patted the hem of her skirt and replied with a smile.

Deathstroke watched the scene of the sulfide man climbing the iron tower for a while, and shrugged: "Well, it's none of my business. If any of you want to help, just go. What I want to know more is, where is Batman now?"

Wally made a gesture, indicating that he was going to help in France, and then disappeared in the lightning.

He just doesn't want to see villains doing bad things in the city. It's okay if he doesn't know about it. Once he sees it, it's difficult to make him indifferent.

However, the Speed ​​Force doesn't seem to have much resistance to radiation and toxins, so I hope he performs well.

"Batman's situation is more complicated. All our surveillance and listening devices in the Batcave have been destroyed. He is now in there with the Red Hood. He doesn't know what he is doing, but when he went home before, he stumbled while walking. "

The adjutant replayed a short segment of the satellite surveillance, but only a short segment because dark clouds blocked the view after a few seconds.

"Forget it, let's inform Wade and ask him to pack the head and bring it to me if he kills the target enemy. Let's go to the Batcave first to see Batman's condition. He's like a time bomb now."

Taking off the cloak behind him, Deathstroke motioned for everyone to get in the car. The distance was not far, so there was no need to use teleportation.

"Yes, just thinking that he might turn into another Laughing Bat makes the skin on my back become tight." Bobo sat on the shoulder of Deathstroke, smoking a pipe and exhaling mist, and he stretched out his fur His paws caught a few drops of rain: "I hope things haven't gotten that bad. Justice League can't live without Batman."

"Your situation is very troublesome."

Jason helped Batman get off the motorcycle and walked into the Batcave with difficulty. He accidentally met his adoptive father while working in the city.

Originally, he didn't want to deal with the bat, but when he saw the latter looking like he might fall down at any time and struggling to move forward, the red hood, who had become a mercenary, couldn't help but soften his heart.

As a result, Batman naturally gave him the order to take him back to the Batcave.

Jason had had enough, both of himself and of Batman.

But no matter what, his body was still very honest, as if he was used to receiving orders from this man. He still brought him back here, drove the motorcycle into the secret passage with ease, and performed a series of safety verifications very skillfully.

He found that the key that Batman had given him before had not been changed, and he could still enter here smoothly. He was inevitably a little happy, but his face was still expressionless, and he just coldly reminded Bat that his condition required immediate treatment.

Instead of using the ultimate machine, go to a professional doctor, such as the Midnight Strange Doctor.

But this suggestion seemed to anger Batman. He pushed away Jason who was carrying him and walked toward the cave alone, bypassing the platform where the Batmobile was parked, and wandering through the equipment area where props were assembled. After knocking on a wall a few times, a secret door suddenly appeared on the dark rock wall.

He stumbled into the newly emerged cave:

"I know what I have to do, don't bother me."

After saying that, he took another step and disappeared into the darkness.