The Death Knell

It is said that in different worlds, people always call strangers differently.

Some places call them adventurers, and some places call each other professions. For example, Azeroth seems to prefer to call others warriors. Thinking back on this, Su Ming feels that the world where people used to always call them 'handsome boys' seems to have gone too far. long time.

Although I returned to my rental house before, everything outside the house was fake. So would I still have a chance to go back and take a look at my real hometown?

But then I thought about it, and I realized that my previous life was very simple. Apart from the rental house, it was the warehouse and security room in the factory. The relationship between colleagues was just a very ordinary acquaintance relationship. I can’t say how close it was, maybe not. I still miss the orphanage where I stayed when I was a child.

There are some memories and other emotions, but if you really have to do something for it, it's not to that extent. It's just that if you find the corresponding world one day, just secretly donate more money to it.

The jackal diviner didn't know that his words made the Supreme Mage think so much, because the thinking process in Deathstroke's mind was not reflected in the external time.

"Let's not talk about helping for the moment. I have to think about your mission. Now I have something else to ask you." Ignoring Seg's pitiful dog eyes, Su Ming was stunned but couldn't find it in the small tent. For the second chair, I could only let the cloak turn into a chair and sit on it for the time being: "When did the people from the Dark Moon Circus disappear and how did they disappear? Tell me and don't hide any details."

Having said that, seeing that Seg was still a little shocked, he casually pushed a box of chocolate frogs from the table.

Hermione's eyes were on the Jackal. Judging from his appearance, she didn't have much fondness for this species, because even though this guy was wearing a robe, he still looked too sloppy.

Dirty and disorderly hair, body odor like sheep's odor, excess saliva flowing out of the corner of the mouth when speaking, and those small green eyes.

In particular, the messy teeth in the other person's mouth were what she couldn't bear the most. As the daughter of two dentists, she didn't like creatures with problematic oral environments. What's more, there were quilts embedded in the gaps between these sharp teeth. The shredded meat turned white with saliva.

Even if it was an ordinary puppy like this, she would want to capture the dog and force him to have his teeth straightened, let alone a talking jackal, which was even more unpleasant to the eyes.

That's right, she is a member of the Cat Party.

But Seg's attention was not on her. When he heard that the warrior wanted to inquire about the details, the jackal immediately became energetic. Although he usually gave people prophecies in a spirited manner, he could also speak well. He wanted to I want everyone at the Darkmoon Circus to come back safely.

As for asking about the disappearance process, he originally planned to talk about it. After all, the matter he wanted to ask for was related to this.

"I am considered to be the most knowledgeable among our clan. I know about the Burning Legion and have seen the invasion of natural disasters. But this time, it was different. I had never seen that kind of scene. I was so frightened that I quickly lay down on the ground. , hid under the table, and when my friends were taken away, I didn’t dare to do anything but watch.”

Instead of getting the chocolate, he put a pair of paws on the crystal ball on the table and kept rubbing its smooth surface. It seemed that only in this way could he feel calm and safe.

But even so, the canine still showed a guilty look on his face. In fact, he had some fighting power and could release fireballs and ice arrows, but those enemies...

Just looking at him made him feel cold all over his body. He couldn't even think of fighting, so he could only hide under the table and tremble.

"I see, because you were on all fours at the time, you were 'judged' to be a dog wearing clothes." Su Ming touched his chin, took back the chocolate on the table, and gave it to his student: "You are not missing. I believe the reason, so I’ve ruled out the possibility of you being with the bad guys for the time being. I’m not sure whether your memory has been manipulated yet, but you can go on.”

Yes, even though he said he believed in this jackal, Deathstroke did not have the habit of trusting others casually. He might not be as suspicious as Batman, but he was not a saint like Superman who would believe anyone he saw.

At present, according to the investigation of Strangulation, it can be known that only animals still exist on the entire Dark Moon Island. The only remaining intelligent creature, could it be a ghost?

But regardless of what he was thinking, Deathstroke still had a gentle smile on his face. He lit a cigarette for himself, took a slow drag, raised his hand, and signaled Seg to continue his story.

The jackal nodded. He continued to hold his crystal ball and looked through the small door of the tent in the direction of the sea:

"The sky opened, and countless hands fell down. Those hands were very big, almost like small elephants. They quickly grabbed everyone, dragged them into the sky, and disappeared in an instant. This is me Everything I saw, I swear I'm not lying, no matter which god I swear to."

Perhaps he felt that his statement was a bit unbelievable. He was eager to prove that he was telling the truth, and he was anxious to enhance his credibility by swearing. Although the jackal did not actually have a god, he could even follow the death knell to believe Something.

"Professor, it sounds like he is a weirdo, but..."

Hermione, who was looking forward to it, whispered into his ear and whispered with a warm breath, indicating that the details might not be right.

Similarly, Su Ming did not rush to make a judgment. The jackal only said it was a big hand, but the size of the palms he described was wrong. The strange hands should not attack the natives. Another point is the difference in speed. .

In different worlds, I have fought several rounds with those deformed pale monsters. The opponent's speed started at the speed of light when attacking, and their reaction speed was even faster. But just now Sage said that he 'saw' the sky split. Someone showed up and kidnapped everyone?

The suspicious Deathstroke didn't think a gnoll could have that level of dynamic vision.

You must know that Aphra has the blessing of technological goggles. When Deathstroke fought against the strange hand, she didn't see anything. To her, the battle only happened in an instant.

Could it be that Seg, this jackal mage, is actually a person with super powers or super vision? Or the Speed ​​Force?

Just think about it, it has no practical significance. Although this jackal has the title of 'Dark Moon Prophet', which sounds pretty cool, but this title was given to him by the circus...

To sum up, there are still two possibilities left.

One of them is that another group of forces, after noticing the fight between Deathstroke and the masters of the Strange Hands, sent their own men disguised as Strange Hands to take advantage of the opportunity to sow discord or fish in troubled waters.

Another possibility is that Seg's memory has been manipulated, and the people behind the monsters deliberately made him think that he had 'seen' those things. Then if Deathstroke gets information from the jackal, he may fall into a trap.

Either way, it seems the game has begun.