The Death Knell

Countless black tentacles are like tiny black worms. They flow out from Deathstroke's armor. At a glance, it really looks like a person's body is covered with black hair, which is somewhat scary.

But only in this way can the strangulation search method be the most detailed. As a pragmatist, Su Ming actually doesn't care much about his appearance, not even as much as his cousin.

Don't look at Wade's face, which is so rotten. It looks like a peeled donkey dung ball mixed with minced meat and then fried in a pan until it bubbles.

But every day when Deadpool wakes up from bed, he has to go to the bathroom to look in the mirror for a long time, practice his speech, grinning at the mirror, telling jokes, and constantly complimenting himself on how handsome he looks.

Su Ming never looks in the mirror unless necessary, because it is meaningless to the symbiote host, and he can look whatever he wants.

"Jingle-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding"

While he was strangulating and turning half of the town in charge of the host into looking like the set of a horror movie, Deathstroke sat leisurely at the dining table and started playing with the music box he was going to give to Ron.

This model is a bit old, not electric, but the kind that needs to be wound, but the sound is very good, and the crisp music echoes in the empty room, which really has some flavor.

I don’t know if there were any survivors in this town when Lucifer saved it. There was a high probability that there were no survivors. Even if there were, ordinary people would probably go crazy on the spot if they saw a battle of that level with the naked eye.

Not to mention anything else, ordinary people may fall into madness when they see the ancient ones because they cannot understand their existence and power, let alone the CAAT at a higher level, even if what comes is just a crown phantom, in a three-dimensional universe. embodiment.

Putting the toy man in a tutu on the mirror of the music box and watching the magnet drive it to slowly rotate, Su Ming quietly held his chin and admired it with peace of mind.

Art is always moving. "Swan Lake Overture" is really a classic song.

When they returned to the meeting place, Su Ming had arrived earlier. When he handed all his finds to Elaine for identification, he saw Satan walking gracefully, like a princess, slowly moving from the half he was responsible for searching. Walk out of the town.

There were obviously no bystanders around, but he still maintained his posture perfectly, and the angle of his chin slightly raised looked beautiful.

To be precise, that seems to be the limit of so-called beauty in human imagination. People have different aesthetics and different sexual preferences, but Lucifer's divinity puts him in the perfect category in everyone's eyes.

This is the ability to attack humans. Anyway, in the eyes of Bobo or Cat, a devil is a devil.

It's a pity that Deathstroke is not a master of aesthetics. He also doesn't have much demand for beautiful things, but prefers dark and ugly things, which he finds very funny.

"Did His Majesty Satan find anything?" He asked Lucifer from a distance.

When the words came out, Lucifer was still a hundred meters away, but when he answered the question, he had already returned to the two of them in an instant:

"Yes, look, oh, you shouldn't be able to see it either."

Lucifer handed out a ball of 'air', but judging from what he meant, it was obvious that there was something in his palm:

"Also, don't call me Satan. I retired from that position a long time ago. Now Satan is wheat. Besides, my dear niece wants to hire me back to work in heaven. Maybe it won't be long before you have to call me For the Archangel, haha!"

After that, he fluttered the black wings behind him, showing off like a peacock, making the scene even more beautiful.

"Come on, don't I know you yet?" Su Ming, who was laughing, took the thing handed over by the devil, played with it in his hand, and after confirming that it was also a 'non-existent triangle', he continued: "Elaine maybe I plan to re-employ you, but is your personality really able to withstand the boring life in heaven? I guess you never thought of agreeing."

As I said before, Old Man God's paradise is extremely boring. The souls living in it wander aimlessly every day, waiting for the day to enter the angel reincarnation pool and become God's tool.

As the eldest son of God and the deputy king of heaven, Lucifer still had privileges compared to other angels, but the so-called privileges only meant that he could overlook the human world and wander around the Garden of Eden twice in his free time.

It didn't take long for him to get tired of it, and it was only later that he fell into heaven.

Nowadays, everyone has seen Elaine's paradise, which is just a large wheat field with apple trees, and some strange creatures, which are playmates she made up by herself.

When Lucifer was in the human world, he played adult games and had eaten a lot of meat. Do you expect him to go to heaven and play house with Elaine's animal friends? Enjoy tea parties every day?

forget it.

The best option for him is that he continues to open his nightclub in Los Angeles, and then Elaine goes to school in the city and stays at his place at night. This is an ideal situation for any force.

"You're right, Deathstroke." Elaine's mobile phone was placed on her lap, and she was rubbing the invisible discovery in her hand: "Uncle, he has already refused. He still likes to stay in the world. In fact, I will have more. Spend more time on earth than in heaven."

She is generally satisfied with her new paradise, but the game of hosting a house wine seems a bit outdated. She is now a high school student and should no longer play with dolls.

Mobile games are more fun, and in Lucifer’s nightclub, the Internet speed is very fast, and accommodation, meals and Internet access are all free of charge.

"From my standpoint, I think your choice is right." Deathstroke nodded and sat down on the bench. He raised his head and looked at the dark sky: "If we are separated from human society, I don't know why people are distressed. , that would be equivalent to following the old man's old path, he has never returned to the sheepfold since he ascended to heaven."

"Don't worry, I'm not him. He has been eliminated by the times, hasn't he?"

Elaine handed the things in her hand back and asked Deathstroke to put them away. Her little face became serious and she talked about business:

"I support your judgment. This is part of the clues left by CAAT. Now we need to take away the part of the concept that belongs to my uncle. The rest will be restored to the power of CAAT."

"Then let's get started." Su Ming motioned to Lucifer to get started. The piece of material in his hand could be used for experiments. He had actually found many similar triangles in the town through strangled searches. It wouldn't count to consume some now. event.

"It can't be here." Lucifer was not in a hurry to get started. He tossed the thing in his hand: "In order to prevent CAAT from sensing us, we need to go to a remote world that can be sacrificed and can be cut at any time. This requires you. Provide the route, Deathstroke.”

"It's easy to tell. I know a lot about this kind of universe. What style do you like? Is it a radioactive wasteland where humans are exterminated? Or a war world where only undead creatures and demons exist?"

It turned out that Lucifer was reluctant to part with his nightclub universe. That was okay. Su Ming had a lot of spare parts in his hands. Not every story in the universe was attractive, and not every world was worth occupying. During the long journey of exploration, He had passed through many universes that didn't make much sense.

To be more precise, if stories constitute different universes, then among the stories, there will obviously be more mediocrity.