The Death Knell

The food came quickly. Su Ming had nothing else but instant noodles and instant hot pot.

Hela didn't need food, so she noticed that Deathstroke was a little absent-minded while eating.

Although he still kept talking and communicating with a few people, he should be thinking about other things.

"What are you thinking about?" She folded her arms and leaned on the sofa. Not far away, Gin stared at her like a criminal, and she didn't care at all.

Su Ming sucked the noodles into his mouth, feeling the wound on his chest like countless ants biting and walking over it as he chewed the food.

"Nothing, I'm going to find Attilan next. Which of you wants to leave and who will follow?"

At this time, the lights in the office have been turned on. The orange lights make everything look warm, and the furniture glows with a faint light.

Parham was the first to say that he could transform as long as it was before dawn, but if it was already daytime in Attilan, then there was nothing he could do.

Hela almost didn't think about it. She already had a plan: "I will follow you. It's just a city. It's just as easy for me to destroy it."

Everyone else's eyes fell on Satana, who was nibbling on the mushrooms in the hot pot: "First do what you promised me before, and then we can talk."

"Hamil, contact Mysterio." Su Ming did not hesitate and immediately issued the order.

Soon, a purple tentacle appeared from a corner of the office with bright light, and a mysterious guest with blond hair and heavy armor strode out of it, like a traveler walking out of a dense forest.

She saw the other people and raised her eyebrows involuntarily: "Is today a hell-themed dinner? If I had known earlier, I should have brought a real hot pot."

"Are you the Mysterio? You are so beautiful, come sit here." Satana moved to the side and patted the vacant space beside her with her little hand.

But the mysterious guest didn't listen to her at all. She took the tableware and sat next to Su Ming.

"Mysterious guest, she is Satana, the lord of hell." Su Ming slurped and ate the noodles with a fork, and Gin put the newly soaked noodle bucket in his hand at the right time: "Satanana, this is Mysterious guest, Lord of Limbo, Supreme Mage of the Second Dimension, my student.”

If the previous names were okay, the last words from the Deathstroke student gave Satana a toothache.

But she didn't show it. Instead, she got close to her very affectionately, with a smile on her face: "You are so strong. Those male hell lords are always very warlike. We girls must unite. Come and play with me if you have time." .”

The mysterious guest just smiled and said nothing, nodding slightly.

She knew that the hell lords were all the same regardless of whether they were men or women, only profit came first.

The teacher had already taught her about lies and scams, and she didn't believe a word of Satana's words.

"Mysterio, you will go and help Satana solve her hell tentacle problem later. This is the content of the deal between me and her, but don't do anything extra. Do you understand?"

"I understand, teacher."

"Very good, you can all leave. This matter can be solved by Hela and I." Su Ming issued the eviction order.

Hamill opened the portal so that Parham could retrieve his mount. He turned to Su Ming and asked, "Should I go?"

"No need, Attilan has everything except sorcerers."

Hamil nodded, turned and left.

Since there is no need for magical confrontation, sometimes bringing a sorcerer can be a drag.

Satana was a little reluctant because she wanted to continue to help in exchange for the right to reside in the main world, but Deathstroke obviously had no such intention. She could only leave first and look for opportunities later.

It's just that during the years she left, the brothel needed to find an agent, and she had to seduce a fool to do it...

The office soon became quiet, leaving only Su Ming, Hela and Gin. The smell of hot pot and instant noodles filled the room. Gin went to the window and opened it for ventilation.

The cold night wind took away the warmth instantly, and Su Ming also threw the empty bowl on the coffee table.

"Gin will go to the New York Temple with us in a moment, and then you will go to the London Temple to get in touch with the Naughty Master and help me keep an eye on the mutants' movements."

"Master of Naughty?" Gin's expression was a little strange.

"Well, I don't know his name either, but he is very naughty, so be careful." Su Ming touched his chest and found that the bones and internal organs were all fine: "Let's go."

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After parting ways with Gin, Su Ming and Hela's first stop was Kama Taj. In the snowy mountains, Hela stood in the courtyard and patted her shoulders.

"What do you want to tell me?" she asked.

"What do you want to know from me? This is the answer now." Su Ming pushed away the people in the meditation room and extended his hand to invite her in.

"You know what I'm thinking?" She stepped into the room gracefully and looked around at the displays in the room.

"You and Satana have done it very clearly. Aren't you just testing my attitude? Apart from you, it is estimated that all the other hell lords will come to test my attitude, strength, or other things."

Su Ming patted Monaco who was sleeping on the floor. This guy had eaten too much.

"You want to show it through your actions? You have no hostility towards me?" Hela walked behind the coffee table aside. She couldn't put her legs up, so she could only kneel down.

"Indeed not. After all, you live in the main dimension and your duty is to the underworld. You are different from other hell lords." Su Ming sat opposite him. Monaco woke up and kept rubbing his eyes: "So you There’s no need to get too close to Satana.”

"She is not a threat to me." Hela's eyes narrowed.

"She is indeed not. Her methods are immature and her purpose is obvious...but the snake demon in her body may replace the main personality at any time. If you don't want to hold her head while sleeping, it's best to keep a distance from her."

Su Ming put the kettle on the small stove nearby and watched the flames lick the metal.

"Is this a deal?"

"You can think so."

"Are you worried about me?"

"No, I'm just worried about the future."

Hela didn't speak anymore, and her eyes fell on the kettle. Steam gradually emerged from the mouth of the kettle, which was in sharp contrast with the cold wind coming in from outside the door.

She nodded: "I understand. After this time, we will not owe each other anything."

"What? What are you talking about?" Monaco listened in a daze and felt that he had missed a lot of things: "Is this...?"

"Hela, the Lord of Hell in Helheim and the goddess of the underworld." Su Ming looked at the kettle.

"What? What did you think of bringing the Hell Lord to Kama Taj?" Monak was shocked and quickly entered a fighting state.

Su Ming waved his hand to signal him to relax: "Don't worry, Hela originally lives in the main dimension, and it is among the nine realms. The three major temples and Kama Taj are barriers to defend against invasions from outer dimensions, not for Be on guard against her.”

"But she may use the information here to make deals with other hell lords." Monaco still frowned, he was extremely worried about this.

"A barrier cannot protect everyone forever. I am the key to defense." Su Ming said calmly, with a confident expression: "Put down your weapons."

Even in the past, if there was only a defensive circle without the Ancient One, this wall would have been broken long ago. It's the same now. Defenses are always passive. The key depends on the people who rely on trench defense. People are the most important.

Su Ming's methods are different from Gu Yi's, so it's understandable that Monaco doesn't adapt.

After hearing this, Monaco thought for a while and slowly put down the short staff in his hand. He arranged his hair and beard and nodded to Hela very politely.

"Sorry, ma'am, I'm not targeting you, but my status as the Lord of Hell is too sensitive."

Logically speaking, a real lady should stretch out her hand and let the gentleman kiss the back of her hand to express understanding, and then the two of them can chat about the weather, or dance or something.

However, Hela's head slowly turned to the side like a puppet. She didn't pay attention to Monaco at all. She didn't even hear Ant's doubts about her.

Monaco rubbed his hands in embarrassment and sighed. In order to lighten the atmosphere, he looked at Deathstroke again.

"What brought you back?"

"Contact Namor. You were teammates once. I need your help to ask something." The water was about to boil, and Su Ming could hear the sound of bubbles rising inside through the kettle.

Monaco chewed his teeth, took out the beard wax, dipped a little of it with his thumb, and slowly stroked his beard: "Namo... He is not very gregarious, and he doesn't have a good relationship with any of us. , do you want Captain America to come forward?"

"Steve should have returned to SSR by now. He, Paige and Fury have no idea about this. The wizarding world needs to keep it a secret from them."

Su Ming rejected the proposal. Even Holloway knew very little about this matter. Steve should continue to fall in love.

Without Su Ming's information, the SSR could not find anything. They only had blood samples in their hands and the body was gone, which did not constitute sufficient evidence.

As before, vampires are still creatures in the story, and the disappearance of the colonel alone can make them anxious.

There are so many spies from other forces in SSR, want to accomplish something? hehe.

Monaque pulled up his collar helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll try contacting him. To be honest, talking to him makes my skin crawl."

Su Ming also knows that Neptune Namor is much more difficult to deal with than Neptune Arthur. This person here has an awkward personality and is arrogant, and he is also very vindictive. If anyone pollutes the sea water, it will be as serious as killing his mother. .

If he had the choice, Su Ming wouldn't want to deal with Namor, but who told him to only know such an Atlantean?

Monaco's black magic has various abilities that conventional magic does not have. He ran out of the room quickly and quickly came back with a basin of water.

Then, under Hela's puzzled eyes, he began to strangle the rabbit to death.

One after another, furry corpses were thrown on the ground. Their red eyes represented the determination to die in silence, as if they were full of doubts and fear as to why they were killed.

But Monaco, who was extremely sad in his heart, danced around the basin. He needed to communicate with the elements to communicate with the sea, so this is the way of the shaman.

On the other hand, Hela watched him dance with great interest, using the sorrow in her heart to replace the cost of casting the spell. This was really a genius idea, but it would definitely make her crazy in the end, right?

Grief will not be forgotten, but will be engraved deep in the soul. These hidden emotions will one day kill this mage...