The Death Knell

"By the way, Deathstroke told me that when the time comes, I will naturally know it. So I know so many things every day, how can I tell which time is the right time?"

In the pitch-black night, Gotham City was eerily quiet today. There were no neon lights, only dim street lights that turned on automatically on time.

A girl wearing a pink and white tights was squatting carelessly under a street lamp, sticking out her tongue and quickly licking an ice cream, while talking to the audience outside the fourth wall.

Maybe some people don’t know that Gwen is actually a good ice cream maker. In her hometown of Universe, she once worked in a fast food restaurant for a while. Her special technique can put more ice cream in the cone, making it more comfortable. The bottom tip of the cone is also filled.

Today, people are either falling into nightmares or praising darkness, so she generously walked into a fast food restaurant and bought it for zero yuan. After making herself fried chicken and French fries, she packed an ice cream before leaving.

She originally thought that the so-called opportunity would come soon, but it turned out that she had to wait until night. When she was tired from walking, she squatted on the roadside, admiring the street scene with no people at all, and eating ice to pass the time.

Speaking of which, she had never seen Gotham like this before. It was too quiet, as if the whole city was worshiping around the light pillar of the Bat Lantern. The scene was too serious.

She doesn't like seriousness, and she still feels that Marvel's relaxed style is better, at least giving people time to breathe.

""

The audience seemed to say something, making the girl nod her head.

"I see, I get it. Speaking of which, it will be more difficult to draw for this issue, right? When it comes to depicting a dream with pictures, I think Neil Gaiman is the only one who can do it best." Gwen stuffed the cone into the cone after a few seconds. In his mouth, a lump bulged in his throat, and he put it into his stomach with a rumbling sound: "Every time the bitch Deadpool says we are living in a movie, but I am right, we are living in a comic."

""The non-existent bystanders seemed to have some additional opinions.

"Haha, I don't believe it. It's impossible for a beautiful girl like her to be wrong. Even if she is wrong, seeing as how cute I am, then I am right."

Waiter Gwen proudly puffed up her small chest. Even though her front and back were almost as flat, she still did this:

"Okay, if nothing else, I know the time has come. Now it's time for me to take action. First, find a messenger."

After that, she stood up from the curb and turned her head left and right. Maybe it was the right time, and she happened to see a wax-melting nightmare coming out of an alley not far away.

It was a guy with a purple body that looked like a giant centipede walking upright, which was a bit disgusting.

But who is Waiter Gwen? She is a new-age teenager who surfs the Internet intensively all year round. What disgusting things have she never seen? She could watch the entire episode of "The Human Centipede" without blinking an eye, and she dared to hiccup when faced with Deadpool's rotten face. How could she be frightened by such a nightmare?

So her first impression of this guy reminded her of "Resident Evil 4", where it was almost like this when parasites exploded from the villagers' necks.

It's just that the centipede is larger and wider, and the centipede is covered with human hands and feet, which makes it look a little bit curious.

"Boo~hoo!"

With a roll of her eyes, Lady Gwen put her fingers into her mouth and whistled at the nightmare not far away. When the other party turned its centipede body to look at her, she showed a happy smile and waved quickly to the other party.

This, on the contrary, made the Sleepless Knight unable to deal with it. Firstly, it was the first time he saw a living person awake in the city. Secondly, this living person actually took the initiative to greet him over?

Isn’t his current image terrible? Can't people feel fear? So, am I a failure as a nightmare?

Nightmares are meant to scare creatures who see them!

It was stunned for a moment, and then simultaneously extended its index fingers with dozens of arms on its body, pointing at its centipede-like head, as if to verify whether the girl was really calling it.

"Yes, don't doubt it, it's you, come here quickly, buddy." Waiter Gwen not only called the Sleepless Knight over, she also took the initiative to walk towards the enemy, with an excited look on her face: "It means I can find a living person. Wow, phew, I’m so tired, why are you ignoring me? I have something good to tell you.”

"Ouch!!!" The nightmare seemed to feel a kind of humiliation. It roared towards Gwen, and at the same time, the arms also waved, and the weapons made of purple wax oil gradually solidified in these hands.

Probably eighteen kinds of traditional European and American weapons, such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, chainsaws and morning stars.

"That's it? Do you rely on these things to scare people?" Waiter Gwen tilted her head. Although the nightmare in front of her was four times taller than her, she sounded as if she was a giant: "Times have changed, brother, you were born Isn’t this the Middle Ages of mankind? Who still uses these guys now? Look at it, I’ll show you my big baby.”

As he spoke, Waiter Gwen reached into his trouser pocket, magically pulled out a M202 quad rocket launcher, lifted the firing cover, and pulled the trigger toward the fast food restaurant nearby.

Four rockets with long flame tails came out one after another, smashed through the beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows and rushed into the back kitchen of the store, completely destroying the previous evidence that Gwen had secretly fried chicken legs and French fries.

A strong explosion rushed out of the store with all kinds of debris and smoke, and a huge fireball rose into the sky. In just the blink of an eye, Gwen completed a great deed that was difficult to accomplish with the sword in Nightmare's hand.

This is the power of technology.

"Cang!" The weapon in Centipede Nightmare's hand fell to the ground. It looked at its own weapon and then at the smoke-filled store not far away, as if it was beginning to doubt the existence of its own nightmare.

"Haha, did you see it? This is called a scary weapon. Your current costume is equivalent to holding a toothpick in each hand and saying that you are going to go out and kill people. Others will only laugh when they see you, man."

Throwing away the used bazooka, Gwen patted the non-existent dust on her hands, walked up to Nightmare with her head held high, reached out to hook the other person's human body shoulder, and looked at the burning restaurant with it:

"Now let me ask you, if people saw me and you at the same time, would they be afraid of you or me?"

"What the hell are you?" Sleepless Knight asked as if he was talking in his sleep. His body melted slightly, perhaps because his belief was shaken: "In the dream when I was born, people were very afraid of centipedes. Seeing me will scream, why aren’t you afraid of me?”

"Because I'm also a nightmare, little fool." Waiter Gwen laughed, and the lie came out very naturally. She pointed to her uniform: "I told you, times have changed now, you see. Am I so human that even you can’t tell me apart?”

"Huh? Ah! Yes, you do look like a human being. So you are also a member of the Sleepless Knights? No wonder." In view of the fact that all nightmares can transform, many knights who enter the real level also change their appearance, so when they meet on the street It's normal to encounter other nightmares that you don't recognize.

To be honest, the Sleepless Centipede Knight was relieved. It turned out to be his nightmare, so it would be fine.

"Yes, I have become very similar, right? Well, I am very knowledgeable about human beings. Look at my skin. This is the most popular saying of 'the pinker you dress, the harder you hit people'. What humans are most afraid of now is It’s this pink, don’t say I didn’t teach you.”

Waiter Gwen began to be seductive again. Although what she said was not directly related to the task assigned to her by Deathstroke, it would be fun.

The Sleepless Knight, whose body is human-shaped, and whose neck is replaced by a giant centipede more than ten meters high, believed it after hearing what she said, and actually turned himself pink, which made him very irritated.