The Death Knell

"These dead bodies are gone, but it can still be seen from the fragments of clothes that they are probably mage apprentices."

Su Ming turned the God Killer back into a scimitar, picked up a piece of blood-stained rag on the ground, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it. These were ordinary linen, and formal mages basically wore silk. In addition, the blood stains on the rags have not completely dried, indicating that the massacre occurred not long ago.

On the other hand, this is good news, because the apprentices' combat effectiveness is not very high. If they can't handle things, it doesn't mean that Su Ming can't handle them either.

But with Gu Yi's character, it was impossible to watch her apprentice die so simply, but she was obviously powerless to stop it. Why?

Holloway shook his head and looked up at the stairs leading up, which were also stained with blood: "What to do next? This place is much scarier than the witch's cabin I saw in fairy tales."

"You haven't caught up with the good times. In fact, Master Gu Yi is still very refreshing." Su Ming shrugged, dropped the rag and made a cold joke.

Of course, the bald head looks refreshing, but Holloway needs to meet Gu Yi to understand this joke.

The temple seemed very quiet, there was no sound of fighting, but it was this silence that made people feel very bad.

If we followed the style of a general horror movie, everyone would have to split up to look for survivors or clues. However, Su Ming has always been a staunch resister of splitting up the troops. If he still split up to investigate in this situation, he is really not far from being buried in the grave.

The temple is a three-story building with a basement. If the sewers are drilled down, it will be the old winery from the Su Ming prohibition period.

In the comics, the basement is the prison and boiler room, the attic is Doctor Strange's living room, and the rooms on the middle floors are basically guest rooms or showrooms.

There are also a lot of space folding fields, or passages to alien planets, and plane rifts, and it is completely unclear where they are going.

The structure in reality is completely unknown, but there should be everything that should be there.

Now is the time when Gu Yi is in charge. Su Ming, the resident mage in the New York Temple, has never been heard of. Gu Yi only comes here once in a while. Most of the time there is only one archmage and a bunch of magic apprentices.

The plan was to find the stationed mages and ask them to send him to Karma Taj to meet the Ancient One. After all, Su Ming had been their neighbor for so many years. He didn't expect that this would be the case now.

"Let's go to the library on the second floor first, which is the teleportation hub and the reception room, and see if we can find any clues... The most important thing is, follow me."

Su Ming still remembered that when he came to the temple last time, he saw many mural-like portals in the reception room. Maybe someone would escape there?

The doctor nodded. He also felt that it would be better for the two of them to act together, at least they would not be driven crazy by the too quiet environment and become suspicious.

The two of them walked up the stairs. These wooden stairs were also silent at all, but the blood on them would make a sound of treading water when they stepped on it.

The space here has obviously been expanded by magic. The inside of the building is much larger than what is seen from the outside, but the scene in the reception room and the front hall are similar. The surroundings are messy, covered with bloodstains, and there are also no bodies.

But here, Su Ming found clues. He found that the magic items originally displayed here were still there, which showed that the intruders did not come to plunder magic items.

Then the probability that the intruder might be a mage is greatly reduced. As long as it is not an inexplicable magic, Su Ming himself is still somewhat sure.

The most conspicuous display case was smashed, and the magic floating cloak fell to the side, pressed by some broken glass and rotten wood.

Su Ming walked over and picked up the cloak.

This thing, like Su Ming's God Killer, has self-thinking. Although it behaves more docile than a weapon, it shouldn't be like this - it hangs softly in Su Ming's hand, like a red bath towel.

"Cloak, cloak, you can't die. Tell me, who killed the mages?"

The cloak is just a piece of cloth now, how can it be possible to answer him? Even in its normal state, it cannot speak.

Dr. Holloway narrowed his eyes, a little suspicious of Deathstroke's mental state. Talking to a cloak was not something a normal person would do, right?

Why not continue to look for other clues?

He walked to Su Ming and said in a low voice: "It passed away, so sorry."

Su Ming rolled his eyes. It has never been angry, okay?

I just wanted to see what was going on with the magic floating cloak and tell it a joke to see if it could react, but now I felt like I was mentally ill.

Su Ming waved his hand, signaling him to be alert to the surroundings. He wanted to see what was going on with the magic floating cloak. In its current state, it seems to have lost its energy support and turned into an ordinary item.

Su Ming himself did not know magic, but repairing something and making it work again was nothing more than a process of trying all the methods he could think of.

There is no magic, but there are many items with energy on him.

First try the Godslayer. It contains the power of Vulcan. Vulcan is the god of forging. He has created tens of thousands of magic items. There are probably hundreds of magic cloaks and sheets. Godslayer also has Self-aware, maybe they can communicate?

He turned the God Killer into a stick, wrapped it in his cloak and rubbed it up and down quickly. You could see tiny electric sparks exploding from the cloak.

There was no other reaction, and even the killing thoughts coming from the Godslayer were exactly the same as before.

Well, divine power doesn't seem to work, conscious communication is ruled out, and frictional electrification is also ruled out.

Then let's try X metal next. This kind of original material in the DC world contains extremely powerful energy. Maybe a huge amount of energy can restart it?

He picked a bright spot from the Night Sword and placed it on the cloak. The material that was originally a metal particle immediately melted away, wrapping the cloak and emitting a burst of bright light.

The silver glare looked warm and bright, making people feel better in the mixed gray world, but soon the light disappeared, and the x metal turned back into a metal particle, staying on the cloak.

It can't be said that it was useless. X Metal repaired some of the frayed corners of the cloak and made it a lot cleaner at the same time.

But now it is still an ordinary cloak, okay, I will charge Master Gu Yi a laundry fee later.

Put away the x-metal again. This thing is very precious. If this is correct, not even the Justice League has any left.

Su Ming reached for the carrying equipment behind his waist. He planned to use the black light battery to try it. This cloak was a dead thing. Maybe it would react to the black light?

But as he was fumbling around in the bag, he first encountered some small balls.

Those gems that Dr. Manhattan gave him back then have still not been found to have any use. The only known information now is that they are polymers of some kind of energy.

After a long period of research to no avail, he simply put it in his uniform's carrying equipment, together with the black light battery that was usually not in use.

But if I touch it at this time, it may be the will of God.

He took out one, tossed it in his hand, looked at the cloak in his other hand, and thought about it.

Then he put his hands together directly.