The Death Knell

Several people walked down the decayed and deformed dark stairs to the basement, as if they were walking into the stomach of something, because the fishy smell coming from below was even worse countless times.

I don’t know what’s under the ground, but since Deathstroke said Luther was hiding at this point in space, it must be right.

So no one put forward any other opinions and just followed step by step.

The Leopard Girl has returned to her human form, and it's hard to say how much combat power she has left. Therefore, in addition to Xiao Zha, Diana has one more person to protect.

The key is that Minerva doesn't appreciate it very much. She always feels that she doesn't need protection and looks like she doesn't want to rely on Xiao Dai.

Soon enough, just when everyone walked down the short stairs and arrived at the basement, the surrounding environment suddenly became clear. Everyone was standing outside a dilapidated gas station, with an endless black desert behind them. Every grain of sand is black.

The decoration style of the gas station is like that of the 1930s. It has been abandoned for a long time and is already somewhat mottled and dilapidated.

But the key problem is that the corruption of the ancients cannot be seen here, so it can be said that this place is surprisingly 'clean'.

"Wait a minute, Slade, why is there a gas station in the basement of the store?" Flash turned around, stood on tiptoes and looked into the distance. Naturally, he also saw the black desert and the road that seemed to go straight to the sky. : "The space here is too big. Has physics been scrapped?"

"No, we passed through the stairs of the store and entered another level of dreamland. This level is considered an affiliated dreamland of the nightmare dimension. It doesn't look particularly dangerous. I don't know how Luther found this place."

Su Ming was also feeling this dimension. To be precise, he was feeling whether Naija was following. He answered Barry's question while watching the red tumbleweed the size of a football field rolling past like a tire in the distance.

This is a dream within a dream, which is one of the simplest explanation methods. As for the question in the second half of Xiaofang's sentence, there is no need to answer it, because most dreams do not talk about the laws of physics.

In such an environment, the most important thing is imagination, but because of the existence of the ancients, imagination has become poisonous.

"Lex!" The air quality improved, and Leopard Girl regained her energy. She put a small speaker around her mouth with both hands and shouted into the gas station: "Come out, we are here to save you. And we are all real."

She wanted to tell some secrets that she and Luther only knew to prove her identity, but when she thought about it carefully, she found that she knew almost nothing about the bald man.

What is known is that Luther loses his hair, is rich, and is a powerful scientist. Other than that, he doesn't know any personal secrets about him.

Even apart from her experience with the Legion of Destruction, she had collaborated with Luther many times before, but the two were not friends and could only be regarded as colleagues.

There was no sound from the dilapidated gas station, just dead silence.

"Don't move around here." Deathstroke pointed to the ground under his feet, which was a good asphalt road: "I went in and took out the bald head. He seems to be asleep."

"Are you asleep? Are you asleep in your dream?" Diana felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say what it was.

"It's okay, don't think too much." Deathstroke signaled her to protect the caster with his eyes: "It's not unusual to dream about sleeping. I can feel him breathing."

After saying that, he flew directly into the gas station and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Clean. Although the supermarket attached to the gas station is dilapidated, it is indeed very clean. There are no super-large grape-like abscesses or sarcomas on the floor. There are no flesh and blood growths, and there are no tentacles crawling everywhere.

Dust and garbage are common things in human society, so naturally they won't be a big problem.

Su Ming landed in front of the counter, and based on his own perception, he walked towards a collapsed shelf. Within a few steps, he found a shining bald head. He was hiding under it and sleeping soundly.

After thinking about it, Deathstroke walked over and tapped the head with his fingers, as if picking a watermelon.

But as soon as his hand came up, his expression changed, because the voice came out hollow, as if there was no brain in his head.

"Hey."

Strangler has the most say in this aspect. It has eaten countless brains and can tell the brain capacity of a creature just by listening to the sound. But the Luther in front of him has most of his body here and still maintains normal physiology. The state is that the brain is missing.

The skull showed no signs of being opened, and the skin was intact.

"Hmm, interesting. Are you taking brains from the air?" Deathstroke dragged Luther, who was wearing green armor, out from under the shelf and checked the other person's nostrils: "There is no bleeding in the nostrils, at least it means it is not the mummification method used in Egypt." The heart is still functioning normally, which is a bit counterintuitive, but it’s not surprising to see it in a dream.”

"Huh." The symbiote expressed regret. If Luther's brain was eaten by others, it would be better for him to take advantage of it.

"I suspect that this may be another joke of Naija." As soon as Deathstroke raised his hand, the Force made Luther float beside him: "Originally, I wanted to stop work early and go out to deal with the origin matter, but now I was killed by the outer god It’s really troublesome to get entangled.”

"Hey!"

Strangler had an idea, which was to move Luther's body back first, find a place to freeze time and save it, and then the host would deal with the Origin Judge and the Tribunal. After they were dealt with, he would come back and play with Naija slowly.

Today’s team is not particularly suitable for dealing with Naija, so at least it needs to bring little Franklin or Deadpool, right? If that doesn't work, Batman can make do.

"Yes, yes, there is one thing missing from this body." Su Ming walked out with his bald body, while talking to Black Bean Sprout: "Before we came in, First Dream said that Luther had something in his hand. 'Prop', that's why he was targeted, but I don't see that thing now, whatever it is."

Today Luthor only has a suit of armor, which is definitely not this thing. The anti-Superman armor is very valuable to Luthor, but not to others.

Other than that, he only had clothes and pants on him, not even a set of keys, which was very pitiful.

"Huh?" What the symbiote means is, is that thing important?

"I don't know if it's important. The key is that I'm very curious." Su Ming laughed out loud. He touched Douya's head and walked into the sunshine again: "I don't know what that thing is. It can send people directly to When it comes to nightmares, I feel a little itchy in my heart.”

"嘤" strangulation understands, and the host can clearly understand the dangers of curiosity, so this is not a big problem.