The Death Knell

Su Ming stood not far away with his arms folded. The Vulcan Sword had been picked up long ago and carried behind his back. The sand blown up by the breeze hit his armor, making a rustling sound.

He took his helmet and put it on again. Some data appeared on the eyepiece inside the helmet. He tried to find a new car. The situation of both of them was not very good now and they had to go into Midtown to take a rest.

This kind of half-prepared battle is not what he likes.

He first walked over to Barry who was looking at the corpse in a daze, patted him on the shoulder, and then bent down and pulled the bat gold ore out of the Red Death's chest.

"Let's go, there are others in the Dark Knights who need to be dealt with."

Barry stood up unsteadily: "Actually, even if Bliss does not become drowned, there will be drowned people in other dark universes. There are still seven people in the Dark Knights, right?"

The body of the Red Death gradually turned into electricity and dissipated into the air, leaving only a human-shaped depression that was gradually filled with yellow sand.

He ushered in the final fate of all speedsters and returned to the Speed ​​Force.

"Yes, the Laughing Bat just needs to create a similar one for everyone in the Justice League. This is his game, so the Dark Knights must be seven people." Su Ming wiped the blood on the ore and re- Putting it away carefully, it was the only weapon he could use at the moment.

Barry sighed, a rare look of sadness appeared on his face. He understood that even if a few people saved Earth Minus 11, another dark Earth would be unlucky because of it, and everything seemed meaningless.

Despair, depression, this is the main tone of the multiverse, and it never depends on one person's will.

But in order to save more worlds, the battle must continue.

"What's your next plan?"

"I need some food to heal myself. Your speed force is exhausted. We have to take a short rest. Then we will deal with those Nightmare Batman and assemble the Justice League to deal with Barbatos."

"We need information. Now half of the earth is in flames of war. Barbatos has summoned monsters from the dark." Barry said what he knew. Things had begun to deteriorate before he left. The situation of the Justice League was unknown.

"I know." Su Ming turned and walked towards the car to see if Bliss's Batmobile could still be repaired: "But there is no danger in Midtown for the time being. The Laughing Bat and the Destroyer are currently following Barbatos. Around you, in Gotham.”

Barry nodded. Now Deathstroke also needs to continue fighting to survive. His position has not changed, and he is willing to continue fighting side by side.

"Okay, I'll go take a look at the car."

Bliss's Batmobile and the Red Death's Batmobile collided together before. Apparently the speed force didn't turn them into comets and hit the earth, but they just stalled at the same time. Maybe the repairs can still be used.

Barry dismantled the cosmic treadmill on the Batmobile, rerouted the wiring, and removed parts from the Red Death Vehicle to replace the broken ones. About ten minutes later, the Batmobile started up again.

"Okay, Slade, let's go into the city." Barry sat in the cockpit and shouted to Su Ming, who was smoking not far away.

Su Ming threw away the cigarette butt, put on his helmet, walked to the Batmobile and climbed up. Instead of entering the cab, he grabbed a groove and rode on the car like a horse: "You don't mean to let Shall I sit on your lap? Drive."

The car started moving again, without the speed force black hole causing trouble, and soon entered the middle city.

There were damaged cars and buildings on both sides of the road, and some mummy-like corpses fell on the roadside. They were victims of the speed force storm. They lost their time and died directly.

Even Barry, who usually talks a lot, is not in the mood to talk now, but fortunately, as the vehicles continue to penetrate deeper into the city, there are fewer and fewer damaged places, and occasionally some people can be seen hiding in the dark corners of the buildings or in their own homes, revealing that Passing some bunkers or gaps in curtains, peeking out.

The Dark Spire was not built in Midtown because the Dark Knights left Midtown in charge of the Red Death, who originally planned to destroy it with the Speed ​​Force Storm.

"Turn left, turn left at the next intersection." Su Ming knocked on the glass.

"..."

Although he didn't know why, Barry did as he was told and took the next left turn.

This is a very ordinary street. The roadside is littered with things left behind by people fleeing. An ice cream truck has knocked down a fire hydrant, and water is still flowing out.

After continuing for less than 500 meters, Su Ming knocked on the glass of the cab to signal to stop.

He first jumped off the roof of the car and rubbed his chest, feeling a little stuffy. Then he walked into the alley next to him and pushed aside a pile of garbage blocking the road. A trap door appeared on the ground with a rusted padlock on it.

Su Ming took out his gun and hit the target with a shot, and the brass-colored lock spun and flew out. He opened the door and walked in naturally.

"Where is this?" Barry appeared next to him.

"Huh...a secret stronghold of mine..." Su Ming groped on the wall and turned on the light. This was not a simple basement, but a safe house: "To be precise, , is Slade’s stronghold in this world.”

"Hmm...I can understand that there is a Batcave under Vayne's mansion, but why are the Deathstroke safehouses in your different worlds in the same place?"

Su Ming turned around and closed the door, and then walked into the room. There was not only enough food here, but also enough weapons and equipment.

"This is not a coincidence, but a calculation." Su Ming took off his helmet and uniform, found some painkilling spray and sprayed it on the injured area: "My own hiding spot is nearby, but I don't know about your world. Where the death knell will be hidden, but our thinking mode is the same. As long as all the surrounding buildings are included in the calculation and various factors are taken into consideration, such as concealment, transportation convenience, underground area, etc., we can naturally calculate it."

"Okay, I guess you can be considered half a master, so can everything here be eaten?" Barry also pulled off his hood and took a breath.

Su Ming shrugged. These things didn't belong to him: "Of course, you can eat whatever you want. You can take whatever you like."

"Oh, you are so generous." Barry immediately appeared on the chair, opened a can of luncheon meat and ate it. For the convenience of storage, the food here is basically military canned food. There is only Spam luncheon meat and beans. Canned two options.

The icon's uniform was not damaged, but the paint was peeled off. After checking it, Su Ming put it on again, then opened the cabinet next to it and began to replenish thermal weapons.

He took out grenades, rocket launchers, automatic rifles, and grenade launchers.

Although these things cannot directly cause harm to the Dark Knight and monsters, they still have their effect.

It wasn't until he was fully armed that he wandered to the chair opposite Barry and sat down. He took a deep breath, opened a can of meat, and ate it quietly.