The Death Knell

Chapter 4810 Incomprehensible communication

Of the three women outside the door, only Kara understood the conversation between the two skeletons. Harley and Diana did not, but they were greatly shocked.

Because if what this skull says is true, he is actually the savior of the earth on this line. Blank may control people's bodies, but the skull takes away people's souls. Is this considered a rivalry?

It's just that his current condition looks a bit miserable, with only one head left...

"Who do you think the skull is?"

In the dark corridor, the light from the crack of the door slightly illuminated Diana's face. She mouthed silently and asked the smart Harley.

The little lunatic rolled his eyes, then stretched out his fingers with diamond-encrusted nail polish and wrote a name on Diana's palm:

"Lex Luthor."

Yes, except for the smartest scientists on the planet, Harley can't think of anyone else who can survive the crisis of this unlucky timeline and bite off a piece of meat on quantum, a concept controlled by Manhattan and blank space. Come.

Although she used to live in Gotham, because of Batman, she also knows some information about Manhattan. The blue weirdo is the technological version of God.

So besides Luther, who is qualified to use technology to compete with a god?

Although Harley is not very fond of Luther and wants to laugh when she sees the bald head, she can also look at his technology and brains objectively. The gap between genius scientists and ordinary scientists is greater than the difference between humans and ants. big.

Although the bald man also has character weaknesses, he has absolute say in the field of technology.

Feeling Harley's long nails writing on her palm, Wonder Woman withdrew her hand feeling a little itchy, but then nodded, agreeing with Harley's judgment that the skull in the jar was indeed very round, in line with her idea of ​​a bald head. impression.

So if the skull is Luther's, who is the skeleton in the tuxedo? Is it really Batman?

It can be seen that the skull that is considered to be Luther's tone is very equal when communicating with him. You must know how proud Luther is. The characters he despises are almost like dust in his eyes. Then He wouldn't pay attention at all, let alone talk like this incessantly.

The three women fell silent again and continued to pay attention to the developments in the room.

The tuxedo skeleton was writing again, and the skull nodded after seeing it, and then shook his head:

"It's not that I can fight against Blank now, but she ignored me. Haha, maybe in her eyes I'm just a bug, and a bug that can't go anywhere... You're here You should have seen by now that this timeline is still created and controlled by quantum, and I don’t know how many similar timelines there are.”

After his words fell, the three people outside the door all turned pale. Yes, now everyone thought of a question. Rorschach's mask led everyone to this timeline, but this does not mean that Blank has only this in his hand. A timeline.

You must know that guys like Savage Wanda Savage have multiple timelines in their hands and countless peers from different times. This is almost a guarantee of immortality.

Now Diana is a little anxious. When will Deathstroke come back? I can't bear the current situation alone!

However, the tuxedo skeleton did not panic. He still stood there relaxedly and continued to write in the notebook. The brown light from the transparent water pipe shone on him, making his shadow become very long on the ground.

After reading the words in the notebook, my skull calmed down:

"Yes, you are right. There is indeed someone who makes wishes come true. This is why New York City is different from other cities. You can find that person. Although I have not found it for more than sixty years, I believe you. Can."

This time the Tuxedo Skeleton didn't write. He bent down and grabbed Milkman Superman on the ground, pointed at him, and then at himself. Then he grabbed the black cloth bag on the side and took out a handful of powdered medicine. Apply it to Superman's face as if you were applying paint to a wall.

I don't know if the medicine was too strong or if he had been unconscious for a long enough time. After sneezing, Milkman woke up and immediately found himself in a strange place.

"This is where?"

He covered the back of his head and asked questions with confusion on his face, but instead of waiting for a verbal answer, he felt the power of kryptonite again.

The originally dark room suddenly lit up with light when he woke up. The walls, floor, and ceiling all lit up with a dazzling green light. If someone knowledgeable looked at it now, they would find that the surfaces of these things were all paved. A layer of artificial kryptonite is an improved version.

Perhaps the properties of kryptonite are only shown when electricity is applied. It is usually an ordinary building material. Anyway, it is high-tech. This is enough to show that this skull is Luther. Who else would use kryptonite to pave the floor?

"ah!"

Superman's entire body instantly turned a miserable green, and he curled up on the floor like a prawn, rolling in pain. The kryptonite radiation made his whole body uncomfortable, let alone struggling.

Diana outside the door immediately supported Kara and backed away. This scene was too unfriendly to the Kryptonians, but the two skeletons in the room had no intention of further persecuting Superman. The spacious room was now filled with green light, and they seemed to be Watch Superman's reaction.

After a while, Luther turned off the new kryptonite in the room and spoke, a string of bubbles coming out of his mouth:

"Your medicinal powder is indeed interesting. I have seen it before. It can actually pull the soul of the receptionist of my company back into the body. Not only can I not affect her now, but I can't even blank it. This is what you are going to use. To deal with blank things?”

The tuxedo skeleton shook his head, and extended a finger to shake it from side to side, indicating that it was not just this, but also had other preparations.

The skull stopped asking, and there was a brief silence between the two parties. Only Superman's screams continued to echo in the spacious room. However, with a muffled sound, the tuxedo skeleton knocked Superman unconscious with his fist, and the latter took him with him. With an expression of relief, he passed out again, and everyone's ears were clear.

Then the skeleton took out two handfuls from the medicine powder bag, sprinkled it in front of the big jar and let the skull handle it. Then he picked up Superman and the black cloth bag again, and pointed to the wall on the other side.

"Haha, interesting."

Luther's skull chuckled, but a crack soon opened in the wall on that side, revealing another secret elevator. The clothed skeleton waved goodbye to him and ran away in a flash. .

After about ten seconds, the skull seemed to have thought about something, and then he said in an electronically synthesized voice:

"Friends from the Justice League outside the door, come in, he's gone. If you want to chase him, don't be in a daze."

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