The Death Knell

Following Deathstroke's instructions, Barry kept modifying the data on the computer. His hands were very fast, and he could complete the improvements immediately as soon as Su Ming said something.

With this level, in fact, if he majored in advertising design, he would definitely make more money than studying physics in the laboratory and working part-time as a forensic expert.

He completes client requests almost instantly with absolutely zero wait.

As he continued to operate, the image of the indescribable monster projected in the hall became more and more specific.

When Su Ming saw that everyone except Arbela and him were vomiting due to the sharp drop in sanity, he knew that his goal was achieved.

Now the image of this 'enhanced little cousin' will really turn into a nightmare for people.

"I didn't expect him to be so scary after taking off his uniform. I was a little disgusted."

Su Ming also took off his helmet to smoke. He needed to calm down.

Even though the current image was just a figment of his imagination, he recalled Wade's image, described it to Barry, and then added a lot of Cthulhu characteristics through artistic processing.

But I have to say that Deadpool's foundation is very good, and without much effort, they got a real ancient evil god.

What kind of ghost thing is this? Even Su Ming himself can't describe the existence in front of him in words.

The real indescribable thing is like this. What it brings to people is not fear, but nausea and nausea. Compared with it, Beelzebub, the devil of hell, is nothing.

Barry vomited out the pizza for dinner. Compared to everyone else, he had time to walk out of the door quickly and vomit the stuff into the big pit where the seal was born.

"Is this your cousin? Every year when Thanksgiving is approaching, remember to remind me not to go near your house."

Barry wiped his mouth and blocked his eyes from looking at the things in the room.

"Then you can rest assured, I don't have a home." Su Ming raised his eyebrows at Barry and smiled to show that his worries were unnecessary.

"Hey, man, you don't have to live such a miserable life. If you want, you can come and live with me in the Hall of Justice. The room I've been assigned is very big."

Barry's sympathy suddenly overflowed. He hated seeing others homeless the most.

"Aside from various treadmills, you don't even have a TV."

Su Ming didn't feel miserable because he was alone. After all, it was like this in his previous life and he had long been used to it.

"You can watch Superman's TV and he won't mind. Of course, the most luxurious TV is Batman's, but I don't think he will let you into his room." Barry was still chattering about the topic of persuasion. .

Su Ming patted him on the shoulder and thanked him for his kindness: "No need, the rooms in your Justice Hall are just staff dormitories. Now that I have money, I can buy a house anywhere. Or do you plan to stay in Justice after you get married?" Hall? Trust me, Batman wouldn't let your wife into the lives of superheroes."

Seeing that Barry was deep in thought because of this topic, Su Ming walked towards Alberta on the other side. She was still enjoying the cigarette and the wine as if she was not affected in any way.

And next to her, Donna and Zatanna were already vomiting gall.

"You can actually hold back from vomiting. I wonder what you have experienced in hell before."

"When you drink enough, you can avoid seeing a lot of things you don't want to see. This is more useful than any protective spell." Alberta shrugged and easily put the cigarette in Su Ming's mouth: " Why do many places call wine magic water? Because it has the power to protect the soul."

Feeling the slightly wet touch on the cigarette butt, Su Ming shook his head: "I am a more scientific person. What you call protection, I generally call it anesthesia."

"Whatever you say, the world seen by sorcerers is different from that of you. If you have the opportunity to try astral projection, the world you see will be more beautiful than that seen by drug addicts. Be colorful.”

Alberta smiled and shook her head. It was indeed very difficult to explain the world of magic to a layman, after all, the other party couldn't even see it.

But Su Ming is an exception.

He knows what astral projection is. Marvel also has similar magic. The magic that allows the soul to leave the body in the "Doctor Strange" movie is astral projection. It is the signature spell used by the Ancient One to roam the universe.

It’s just that domestic audiences generally call it ‘out-of-body experience’ or ‘external incarnation’.

In that state, the caster can see the creatures in the magical dimension, which are indeed like an alien zoo, not only colorful, but also full of weird shapes.

Many wizards have the habit of drinking alcohol because they have seen too many weird things.

"Actually, I've seen the magic dimension..." Su Ming took a long puff and finished the cigarette. He dropped the cigarette butt and put on his helmet: "Bobo, pack up the vomit and garbage. The rest of you can hide it." Now, just leave Zatanna and me to face Hecate."

The black hair on the orangutan's face looked even darker: "Why do you ask me to clean up the vomit? After you and the Flash created such a monster."

Su Ming rolled his eyes. He didn't expect Bobo to ask him such a simple question, where is your reserve as a famous detective?

"Because you are a bar owner, isn't cleaning up vomit what you are best at?"

Bobo grinned hard and slapped himself hard on the head.

Damn it, what Deathstroke said made sense, but he was speechless!

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Hecate didn't arrive very fast, and Su Ming was a little confused as to whether this guy had gone somewhere before.

After arranging everything, he and Zatanna waited for a long time before Hecate arrived belatedly.

When the Witch Mother appeared in the void, Su Ming knew where she had gone.

She took advantage of the chaos to go to hell and regained the power of Dawn and Black Orchid. At this time, she was several times stronger than when she was in Shangri-La.

"Why didn't anyone tell me that her strength increases not through addition but through multiplication?"

Su Ming whispered to Zatanna beside him. In a place with only torch lighting, their shadows originally looked very faint.

But after Hecate appeared, the purple spiritual light burning like a flame illuminated everything around her. Not to mention the shadows, even the surrounding air became solid.

Compared to Su Ming's fearlessness, Zatanna, as a spell caster, cannot be so calm. She deeply understands the terror of the Witch Mother and what the magic power that can burn the air represents.

She wasn't sure whether their previous plan was feasible.

At this time, Hecate did not grow huge, but was just a little taller than ordinary people. She wore a March headdress made of gold, and also wore a dark purple bed sheet.

She looked at the two of them and the ancient magic circle that was trampled under their feet.

A ferocious smile appeared on her wrinkled old woman's face.