The Death Knell

"Suck it, suck it"

Su Ming woke up from his sleep, and his five senses were gradually returning. The various super senses provided by Strangler were also coming online one after another. At the same time, he also regained control of his concepts, but the first thing he heard was the sound of licking something.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a huge cat, sticking out its snake-like tongue and licking Luther's bald head.

Sensing that Death Knell had woken up, the big cat turned his head with a speechless expression: "You have figured it out. It seems that the operation is going smoothly, but can you explain why there is such a big movement?"

"What's the big noise?" Su Ming stood up and asked the adjutant to check his physical condition. After getting the answer that there was no change, he asked the big cat: "I didn't do anything. Even if I did, it was still in a dream. .”

"I'm talking about the multiverse, meow." The cat spit out a ball of wool from its mouth, which was still covered in gray-white mist: "The multiverse we are in has changed, and the previous multiverse 1 was taken away by you. You are not going to explain to me that this is not your plan to let me live in your universe, is it?"

While speaking cat language, the narcissistic big cat turned the yarn ball into a multiverse bubble, showing Deathstroke the current situation.

Just as it said, the conceptual entities existing in the auxiliary dimensions are in pretty good condition. The days are not much different from the past, but the multiverse presented now is shining.

Although the previous DuoYuan 1 did not look like pure black soap bubbles, it was almost the same. But now this one is as bright as a light bulb. It is so bright and majestic.

"It's really not me. It was the Creative Hands who took action while I was in the dreamland." Su Ming lit a cigarette and looked at the surrounding environment. This is the land of dreams. It was obviously the big cat that dragged everyone here. : "Although I want you to become a Sandman in 40K and live a prosperous life with me, I won't do things that radically, you understand."

Others haven't woken up yet. Their physical fitness and resistance to the Sands of Time are far inferior to mine. According to normal dosage, they will have to sleep for at least eight hours.

Diana's sleep time may be shorter, but it should start at least six hours. The Sand of Time is such a thing. If an ordinary person gets a little bit of it on their eyelids, they will sleep for the whole day.

"These guys really don't have any good things from the Origin lineage!"

The big cat angrily patted the grass with its paw, leaving a small plum blossom-shaped pit:

"In this way, God lost all his believers, and Taixu's countdown to the return of all things to death began to count again. Their origins came into play again, and all the benefits were obtained by them."

"What's the benefit?" Su Ming asked immediately, he was interested in this.

"It's useless to humans, but it's useful to us, meow." The cat stretched. Its temper comes and goes quickly. Cats are always moody: "You don't need to understand these things, meow, because You don’t want to become the embodiment of the concept, right?”

Apart from anything else, the big cat knows that what Deathstroke cares about most is his human identity.

He doesn't know why, but he just wants to be a human, even though the human body is full of imperfections and is even worse than a cat.

"That's true." Su Ming sat down on the grass, smoking a cigarette and admiring the cartoon-style white clouds in the sky: "Do you know where Lucifer is today? If he is at the Light of the Afterlife Nightclub, then he will be He was transported to the 40K universe, I hope he won’t mess with me.”

Don't think that Lucifer's new pair of wings now means that his nature has also been changed. If that were the case, he would not have fallen into heaven.

The six-winged seraph is just an appearance, and his inner pride locks him into being Satan, the king of hell.

The Marvel Universe is the focus of Su Ming's development, and it is indeed fun, but it is not convenient for Lucifer to see it.

"He has not returned to the main dimension before. I heard that he has been drinking tea and playing house with the future God these days. You may be able to go to that 'rural utopia' to find him, but I suggest you not to talk to Elaine. You’re too close, you know what I mean?”

The big cat stopped licking Luther's head, as if it had lost interest. It squatted down, poked Deathstroke's face with its beard, and said so.

"I understand that Lucifer can go to Elaine because he is the son of God; and for a mortal like me, going to Elaine will only arouse the old man's suspicion, and he may arrange something bad for me. thing."

Some things still cannot escape human relationships. God can tolerate Lucifer because he prefers his eldest son. It does not mean that the so-called ‘Lamb’ can also do those things.

This reason is very simple, and you don’t even need to think about it. But according to what the cat said, the Court of Origin’s move is equivalent to offending God?

That might be good news for yourself.

"That's about it, but don't think too much. God doesn't end so easily. He dismantled himself, and now there are only six parts. God's body is dead."

Seeing that Deathstroke understood her words, Mimi happily licked the flesh pads on her paws and began to comfort the human again.

"I didn't think so much, I'm just an ordinary human being." Su Ming took out more big fish from his pocket and put them in front of the cat: "Tell me, what about the new 'Guangweizheng' multiverse? Are there still cats in this multiverse?”

"Boring as hell, meow."

The big cat lost interest in the fish, and its tail, burning like a torch, drooped:

"Can you believe that there are no stray cats in this multiverse, and that every cat is a well-behaved, cute and humane domestic cat, and that human corpses are removed from everyone's diet? I feel like falling asleep just looking at this reality. Oh, it’s just too boring.”

"Do stray cats like to eat human corpses? If you like to eat, I can prepare some in the future. Do zombies eat it? Have you ever tasted the delicious taste?" Deathstroke told a joke and teased the cat to cheer it up.

"You have no choice when it comes to eating human corpses. Just eat whatever meat is available." The big cat was really excited. He squinted his eyes and complained to the death knell: "There are also zombies. Are those things cats can eat? Where did they come from? Xiangxiang Taste, meow?! I’ll introduce you to the ghoul’s dream later, okay?”

"Ghouls still have dreams? Aren't they undead creatures?" This time it was Su Ming who showed a black question mark face.

"Everything can have dreams. Just because you haven't seen them before doesn't mean they don't exist. It just doesn't have to appear in front of humans."

The big cat's tail was raised again. It knew what Deathstroke didn't know, so it felt very proud:

"Anyway, I'm too lazy to look at the new multiverse now, but from what you're saying, do you plan to see it with your own eyes, Meow?"

Deathstroke shook his head. He took a puff from the cigarette and watched the smoke drift into the sky. After leaving the ancients, it seemed that the sun had become much brighter and he was in a good mood:

"I don't have much interest either. As the saying goes, each dystopia has its own darkness, but all utopias are the same. So I have already guessed what the new pluralism is like today. I am ready to go home. Go back to the 40K universe and see if the Diversity 1 I moved to is acclimatized now. Do you want to come with me?"