The Death Knell

Witness...a miraculous moment?

The teenagers looked at each other, a little confused, but for some reason, those words seemed to have magic power, making a few people feel a little more hopeful.

Su Ming slowly walked towards the wall and looked up and down at the scratches. The darkness gradually merged with his back, and he only heard a hoarse and low voice coming from the darkness.

He stretched out an arm and pressed it on the symbol on the wall.

"People are upside down!"

The strong purple light instantly lit up the three scratches on the wall, as if a sharp sword burst out from the gap in the dark clouds, illuminating everyone's eyes.

The reason why I told Damian so much before was actually just to show off my skills in aspects that he was interested in. Su Ming would never use such troublesome things when solving crimes on his own.

He is a mercenary, not a detective, and efficiency always comes first.

Now there is a magic circle to summon monsters in front of him. He doesn't know what magic to use, or what spell to chant or what ritual to perform.

But he didn't need to know that there was a platform behind him. It was not that troublesome to activate a mere summoning circle. He could just use his original magic power to rush in.

“Whoosh!!!”

A sharp cry suddenly sounded in the darkness, and a monster like a winged monkey suddenly appeared silently in the room.

No one knows where it came from, as if it emerged from the air.

Its body is covered with purple and black hair, and its long stiff mane is as messy as dead grass, but blends perfectly with the darkness.

The monster was not big in size. After it propped up its upper body in a lion-like posture, it was only as tall as Su Ming's shoulders.

But it is obviously different from the orangutan. Not only does it not have those strong muscles, but its body is streamlined, and it looks weird and skinny.

Su Ming originally thought this thing would look more like a bat, but now it looks more like a dog with wings on its forelimbs.

If he still had time to look at the monsters, the Teen Titans had already entered combat mode and formed their formations. I have to say that Damian still has some tactical qualities, and the small formation is at least stylish.

However, Su Ming can be said to be in his strongest state now. As long as he doesn't fall into any dirty tricks, he can move around in a single universe.

He walked up to the children's group and blocked them behind him.

"Okay, this is what I do. Now that I know my opponent and can find it, why waste time?"

Damian still raised his fists in a fighting stance, and couldn't help but roll his eyes after hearing this.

I didn't say before that the Teen Titans are not strong enough and should not face them. Logically speaking, is it right to continue looking for clues and find its weaknesses?

However, Deathstroke cracked the summoning array and directly pulled it in front of him.

"..." Damian was speechless. That's right. Deathstroke is here, so what's there to worry about?

Involuntarily, he seemed to feel a sense of security in his heart, but he quickly shook his head and suppressed this feeling.

But there are more doubts in my heart. Why do you get a sense of security from the strongest killer on earth? Why?

Su Ming didn't look back at all. When acting, he naturally had to perform the whole scene. If he said he was going to teach them how to solve crimes, then he had to teach them thoroughly.

The monster in front of it was unconscious, but its monster instinct seemed to be aware of the existence of strangulation, so it jumped on the roof and walked around upside down, as if choosing an opportunity to strike.

"This is what I want to teach you. When you encounter an enemy you cannot defeat, you must either run for your life or call for help."

Damian didn't express anything, but the corner of his mouth twitched.

Su Ming looked at the monster on the ceiling and said calmly: "Even the police know how to call for support, and you should learn this too. You are not detectives, but superheroes. Do you know what the style of a superhero is?"

Billy Wu patted his belly and showed a silly smile, but what he said was to the point.

"Gang fight."

"That's right, Zhenglian has always attacked powerful enemies in groups. If you don't have connections, then you will always be a third-rate hero." Su Ming nodded, took out the God Killer from his backpack, and turned it into a magical weapon with a flick of his wrist. Men Weapon: "Being able to call people to help is a sign of your network and your real ability."

"If you always call for help every time you encounter a powerful enemy, how can you get improved?" Damian asked helplessly. He had already put down his hands, knowing that he had no chance to fight monsters this time.

The figure in front of him let out a burst of laughter: "If you don't call for help when you encounter a super powerful enemy, you will all die on the spot. How can there be any future development? What improvement can a dead person do?"

"But you can always give it a try to challenge a slightly stronger enemy, right?" Wally said in the darkness as if he was headless.

"First, gain experience and get into Zhenglian's first-line super-mileage. At that level, the resources you can obtain and the opportunities you face will be much more than you are now..."

Su Ming replied very calmly, this is the fact.

The fighting ability of Eagle Man and Eagle Girl is poor, probably about the same as Damian; their brains are even worse, they can be said to be brainless. Why can they get into the front line of the main alliance?

Isn't it because they have reincarnated and lived long enough, and their interpersonal relationships are so good that everyone gives them a share of face, and thus they get the right to vote in the main alliance.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it’s just the three giants of Batman, Wonder Woman, and Superman taking other people to play.

Damian pinched his chin, thoughtfully. Deathstroke's words made some sense. After all, everyone needs a platform to develop.

If he was not Thalia's son and the heir to the Assassin's League, where could he learn martial arts from elementary school?

For ordinary children, the platform can only be kindergarten, and all they learn is stacking blocks, right? He himself only used the time that others used to stack blocks, play house, and practice killing skills to achieve today's battle.

But now, in the eyes of major forces such as Zhenglian, the actions of the Teen Titans are nothing more than just playing tricks.

Damian realized.

He finally understood why Batman always had to hide them every time a big event came, because in his eyes, they were still kindergarten children.

Thinking of this, Damian couldn't help but look at Emiko. When she first recruited her to join the team, she said she had no interest in kindergarten. Did she already see through the truth at that time? !

Emiko noticed his move and just glanced down at him lightly. Emiko, who was 1.6 meters tall, looked at Damian, who was 1.3 meters tall. This look said everything.

There was a calm look in her eyes, and she naturally understood these truths a long time ago.

Emiko's growth environment was much darker than Damian's. Among the younger generation, only Raven could compare with her, but their development paths were slightly off track.

In short, after previous contacts, apart from captain Donna, Su Ming was also optimistic about the steel armor in the Titan team. After all, it would be good if the computer-aided positioning could have that kind of combat effectiveness.

As for the new Teen Titans, besides Damian, Fatty Blue has the most potential, but he's just too stuck in the house and needs some exercise.

"Okay, now that the main character has appeared, I'll teach you how to judge the enemy's weaknesses based on their performance."

As Su Ming spoke, he slowly floated up and almost found a blackboard to write down.

"First of all, you can judge whether the enemy is sane through the eyes of the enemy. For beasts like it that are driven by instinct, you can use language to communicate tactics and adjust the direction of attack."

Damian nodded. Batman had never taught him before. He just asked him to follow him every time he went out to take action. How much he could learn depended on his understanding.

Old Deathstroke, like Batman, is a relatively taciturn person. This Deathstroke from another world is, how should I put it, really talkative...

"Then, based on the size of the opponent, we can judge the general fighting method. It does not hold a gun, and it does not display magic means, so its attack methods are only claws and fangs, and at most, a tail and wings."

Su Ming held a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, gesturing at the monster from a distance.

The monster was hanging upside down and walking around above everyone's heads, its green eyes staring in the direction of everyone. It can sense the danger of its prey, but the heartbeat and blood flow make it secrete saliva like crazy.

Tick, tick.

The faint sound of water became particularly obvious after Su Ming's words fell, and a wisp of silver thread could be vaguely seen in the darkness, falling from the monster's mouth.

How to identify the type of enemy has been learned in the Assassin's League, but Damian had no intention of interrupting. After all, except for him and Emiko, the others in the team did not have much combat experience.

Even in the case of Crushing, which kills the most people, she has neither martial arts nor tactics, and relies solely on steel and iron bones and super-speed self-healing to defeat her opponents.

"After identifying the opponent's weapons and predicting the enemy's moves, you can then observe the opponent's defense methods." Su Ming tapped his shield and signaled several people to pay attention to the monster's defense: "Mechanical enemies often represent resistance to temperature. The nature is higher. Biological enemies often have regeneration or scales."

Several children nodded silently, and Su Ming continued: "The monster in front of you is slender and should be of the speed type; and since it feeds on blood, it must also have the power to overwhelm ordinary humans; being able to move freely on the ceiling means that it can move freely on the ceiling. Climb walls and have great bouncing power.”

"There are wing membranes under the forelimbs, which may allow it to fly or glide. It keeps staring at us, which means it has night vision. It is worshiped by cults, which means it has to live long enough to spread the spell."

The Titans were still very silent, which made Su Ming feel a little bored. These people couldn't even praise them, and they were far worse than Xiaofu.

"It is best to judge all of the above within a few tenths of a second, that is, to restrain the unknown enemy the moment you meet him. If you are not sure, you can test it out, but you must ensure your own safety."

After saying that, Su Ming suddenly shook his hand holding the shield, and the shield flew out, but the monster easily raised a front paw and knocked the shield to the ground.

The strangulation formed a thin line and pulled the shield back. At the same time, Su Ming roared.

"Five consecutive fireballs."

Five flame balls suddenly appeared in the air beside him, forming a line and attacking it, but there was no place to hide. The fireball fell on it, just like a cigarette butt falling on the water, and was extinguished instantly.

"The opponent's strength is about 10 tons, with high physical resistance and magic immunity. It is considered a good strength."

Su Ming calmly explained to the children behind him that this level is probably equivalent to Captain America who is half magic immune, and he is still brainless.

"Damian, what tactics do you think we should use to defeat the enemy?"