The Death Knell

In Western culture, dragons usually represent mysterious and powerful creatures. Their symbolic meaning changes with time, place and specific cultural background, but most of the time it is not a positive image.

Dragons are often portrayed as evil and destructive beings, especially black dragons, who are often seen as the spokesperson of evil forces.

But now the dragon made of black mist seems to have gone a step further in this regard. In addition to being evil, it also has a spine-chilling sense of mystery.

Its shape does not resemble any earthly thing, as if it is the product of nightmare and fantasy. When it dives, the scales that flow like smoke appear and disappear in the dense fog, as if it is wandering between reality and fantasy. Walk.

It was dark, and a large amount of black smoke shrouded it from the sky. Its invisible body moved silently through the fog, full of a terrifying beauty.

The four viewers on the ground could only vaguely capture its outline, like a gust of wind. It didn't even flap its wings, and the way it flew was somewhat incomprehensible.

It's not your typical dragon that fights superheroes. It doesn't have hard bones, claws that can tear apart enemies, or fire that burns everything.

But what it possesses is a power that transcends the physical body. It is itself a dark mystery, an existence that far exceeds the boundaries of human cognition.

Fortunately, not everyone is unable to recognize it. For some mental patients, the advantage of broad thinking can be put into good use at this time.

"Its mood is very unstable." Harley took out her gold-rimmed glasses from somewhere, put them on her face and turned into a calm doctor: "It's like a frightened thug. After I calm down, I will destroy everything around me to vent my anger."

No matter how the black mist dragon flies, whether it is running around in the sky, or whether its speed reaches super-light speed, these are not important to Harley.

Because the thought bubble was there, she looked up at the sky and saw that a quarter of her field of vision was occupied by black bubbles, which was difficult to see.

At this time, Anti-Everything is countering its own fear, and destruction is its method. As for the people it wants to kill on this planet, it doesn't matter, just kill them casually. Harley is not familiar with the people here anyway.

Although after leaving Gotham, Little Sugar Bean wanted to be a superhero and wanted to join the Justice League as a non-staff member. But this doesn't mean that she will change her personality and make sacrifices for strangers. Don't even think about it.

She has never been very interested in people who are not fun and things that are not fun.

On the contrary, this Black Mist Dragon looks quite interesting. I have never seen this kind of thing before, and it seems that it does not exist in the Kingdom of Dreams. It looks quite cool.

Besides, with Batman present, it's not her turn to carry the line, right?

"Well, the old man in the live broadcast room told me that a 'refugee' blew himself up just now. It didn't hit my cousin, but it hit him instead. He was probably frightened."

First he scratched his butt, and then used his fingers to pick his nose. As Deadpool said this, he could only see more and more black smoke in the sky, and the visibility was getting worse and worse. The dragon could hardly be seen:

"But let's not talk about its attack methods, let's talk about its defense power. This thing can counter all means that attack it. It is like a super turtle shell. The three of us are all AD, and no one can damage the equipment. What's going on? beat?"

In fact, it is useless even if there is a mage present, as everything else is immune to magic.

Fortunately, the counterattack is a little crazy now. It was diving just now, but it didn't know what it saw on the way, and suddenly started to take it out on the artificial satellite on the side.

But the strongest person present was Pal%ai, who was standing aside with a soft and cute expression on her face. As one of the trinity in the new sky, her strength was actually not bad.

If the other two are still there, when they activate the power of love together, they can almost compete with Lucifer. At least keeping 0% Los is not a big problem.

Unfortunately, one of the other two sages died, and they traveled back in time, leaving her, who was least good at fighting, to look after the house.

"Do you have any plans? I can provide energy." Although she was not good at fighting, she still stood up and took the initiative to talk to Batman: "I use the concept of 'love', which comes from the legacy of TOAA. It’s a form of creative power, and you can assign tasks to me while you’re thinking about your plans.”

She is a good person, gentle and kind, and also very smart. Among the three, she can tell at a glance that it is Batman who makes the decision.

Well, anyone with eyes can actually tell it, because at this time, Deadpool was twirling his fingers and talking to the air beside him; while Harley simply lowered her head and peeled off the candy wrapper of a lollipop, like It's as if it's afraid of tearing.

No matter how you look at these two people, they are not what leaders should look like.

"A more advanced emotional spectrum. No need." Batman didn't turn his head, still looking at the sky: "But I need to borrow your tide fly."

Yes, even if Pal is a good person, Batman still can't trust her. The darkness will not put all its hopes on a stranger, not to mention that this stranger looked like an alien not long ago.

He can't even trust Superman.

You must know that this is a friendship of more than 20 years, and Clark can be said to be the ultimate good person in every aspect, but he still cannot completely trust the bat, it is so dark.

Man-made deformed creatures like tide flies have little combat effectiveness, but their advantage is that they are very fast. For them, a distance of millions of light years can be reached in the blink of an eye.

"Okay." Pal%ai didn't have any objections and directly waved to the two remaining tide flies: "You can give the order directly in words."

Batman never seemed to know what politeness meant, or he never said polite words. He took out two walkie-talkie-like devices from his pocket, and then stuffed them into the twisted tentacles of the 'Shit Block' Inside, let the tide fly hold it.

"You go to the North Pole, you go to the South Pole."

The order was that simple. He asked the two tide flies to go to the two poles of 0% Los. He himself took out another device and held it in his hand to watch the small screen on it.

"What is this? It looks a bit like Dragon Ball Radar?" Deadpool came over curiously. He knew that Batman always had a plan, but would a person be curious about such a novel bat gadget?

It's a pity that Batman is not his cousin, and he doesn't even have the slightest desire to answer this kind of question.

After watching the two tide flies on the small screen arrive at the predetermined location, he pressed the big red button on the remote control in his hand, and then said:

"We are safe for now."