The Death Knell

"So Deathstroke moved Multiverse 1 into the 40K universe and formed such a deformed universe structure. It was also his plan, right?"

Lucifer looked at the intertwined scenery of light and darkness for a while, lowered his head and asked Xiao Fu.

Precisely because Diversity 1 is so important, it now seems to have become the talisman of the 40K universe. Whether it is Taixu, Origin, God, or even Lucifer himself, they all took action because they were involved in it, and they inevitably faced CAAT.

If Diversity 1 had not moved over, then 40K Universe would probably have to rely on itself to fight against the enemy, and would lose a lot of help.

"It should be in his plan, but this is actually mutual aid." Xiao Fu raised his head, his hair like watermelon rind not messy at all: "If the one who was attacked first was Yuan Yuan 1, then if you didn't move, wouldn't it be Have we also lost the support from our side?”

Xiao Fu actually knows a lot about Uncle Slade. After all, the person who can rescue him from the cancerous universe, the person who escapes safely from under the noses of countless ancients, must have already surpassed the abilities of gods.

At the same time, he doesn't think the 40K universe's combat effectiveness will be low. Just the existence of himself and Wanda is enough to accomplish many things.

"Haha, that's right, so this is a matter of mutual benefit, which is what the Deathstroke Plan is like. You know clearly that he is calculating, but after you figure it out, you can't say anything, because he did It’s the right choice.”

It doesn’t really matter whether the 40K universe has blocked the knife for Diversity 1, or whether the relationship between the two needs to be reversed. What is important is that everyone now has the same position and is on the same front.

Deathstroke's calculation was very good. God, Taixu, and Origin could not leave the current world and go outside to take action, so he simply moved the venue here.

Thinking of this, Lucifer felt that he was slightly wet. Deathstroke was becoming more and more worthy of love. He didn't think it was a bad thing to be plotted against by humans at all, but was quite happy about it.

"But it's good for mankind, as far as the results are concerned, so no matter what the truth is, it doesn't matter whether he planned all of this." Franklin smiled, and he looked at the CAAT who was frozen in place in front of him, and started to go further. calculation.

Now he saw it, even though it was just a lower-level clone, he still saw the shape of the tentacle.

"Well, how long do you think we can hold it?" Lucifer agreed with the boy's words. He smiled crookedly and changed the subject.

"If it never comes, and our side never gets tired, then my current analysis data shows that we can entangle it until the infinite future."

Jarhead Boy replied, giving a matter-of-fact answer.

"So what do we do next?" At the same time, in the dark temple located in the ninth sky, Deadpool finally found Batman hiding in the corner under the faint red light.

He asked speechlessly, because the room was so big, covering thousands of square meters, with sofas and chairs, but Batman was huddled in a dark corner, with his back against the wall and almost hanging upside down from the ceiling.

Is this a form of persecution paranoia? Do you feel safe only when your back is against the wall?

"The task of stalling the anti-everything has been completed." Harley didn't wait for Batman to answer. She smiled and stretched out a finger, shaking it a few times in front of her cousin's eyes: "Then we must either find a way to kill it completely, or I’m trying to find a way to contact Little Bee here and ask him what to do next.”

"." The Dark Knight didn't speak. Only his two eyepieces could be seen in the darkness, and he seemed to be giving Harley an approving look.

"Contact my cousin, right? I suddenly thought of a way. This is the ninth firmament, which is also the scope of the Marvel Universe, so I can use this." As he spoke, Deadpool stuffed his hands into his pants. , dug hard into his crotch a few times, and took out something that looked like a black date: "Dang Dang! Plot continuity gem!"

Ah, suddenly he found that the gem was a little dirty. He reached out and took off the skin flakes and black hair on the gem. After polishing it some, he repositioned himself and repeated: "Dang Dang! There should be light at this time." Awesome special effects.”

Laughing to death, there is no such thing as this gem. There is never any special effect when it is activated. Not to mention the light and shadow effects, there are not even the most rudimentary special effects. It is very real and grounded.

"You are so funny when you hold the magical props, haha!" Harley started to applaud, and she smiled so much that her molars were exposed: "Is this imitating Doraemon? Then you should wear blue and white, and You need to gain some weight.”

"No, I'm actually playing Shizuka."

Deadpool raised his orchid finger and smiled charmingly, and at the same time winked at his sister-in-law. After making the latter laugh and lie on the ground, he cleared his throat again and looked at the two people not far away who began to turn down the corners of their mouths again. Batman said:

"Ahem, this belt of mine is a time travel device. Originally, it couldn't travel for too long and could easily tear the egg. But if I use it in conjunction with gems, then the teleportation to my cousin will be successful. And it seems very reasonable.”

Science and magic are all imaginary. Only the unexplainable ability to make your wishes come true is really strong.

What do you mean by not explaining combos? It's so smooth. Isn't it reasonable to jump out of the fourth wall through it, and then use it as a springboard to jump to my cousin?

If that doesn't work, you can also go to Waiter Gwen and let the female college student being kept by her cousin use her superpowers again.

Compared with the Dark Knight, who always doesn't explain things, Deadpool, who was born in the Marvel universe, thinks that he is not that dark, but he doesn't know how to explain the mechanism of this thing.

"As for why I didn't use this method to get to Slade at the beginning? The answer is very simple, that is, I forgot, hey, don't accuse me, are you going to discriminate against cancer patients? Damn, you really do Do you blame me? I didn’t choose the character myself. Why are you so loud? If you don’t accept it, go to the property management. You even bully the disabled. It’s so dark, hehe!”

Seeing someone start talking to the air again, Batman remained silent, but the corners of his mouth were flattened, and he looked at Deadpool with lifeless eyes. The meaning was simple, so that the latter could start performing.

However, Deadpool is a psychotic type that Batman has never seen before. This stern look was regarded as a kind of expectation, so Wade started to dance with the gem on the spot and sang a mysterious song loudly. Ballad:

"Give me a bubble! I want a bubble! It's time for a bubble!"