The Death Knell

After a while, Su Ming felt a slight vibration coming from the ground, like a violent stream of water rushing towards several people, and a buzzing echo came from the entrance of the sewer.

Hela stepped back, put her gloves on, and waited quietly, holding her chest.

Soon, off-white waves gush out from the sewer.

It is not water or snow, but a large number of small animal bones, most of which are dead mice, and there are also some dead pets.

Most of them have become bones, and the dark magic has gathered the bones together, but a small part of them still has broken and shriveled fur, mixed in the skeleton like a corpse.

Regardless of their appearance, dark-green ghost fires burned in their hollow eye sockets, quietly and orderly pouring from the sewer onto the road.

Fortunately, there is no one on this street now, otherwise such a large-scale resurrection of the dead would be enough to make people crazy.

Enslaving the dead is Hela's ability, not only to control dead humans and protoss, as long as there are bones, Hela can also control all kinds of animals.

Hela has never been to a human city, but she can feel that there is an army of undead who can listen to her in the underground of this city, where the air is muddy and dirty.

Soon, tens of thousands of dead souls covered the entire street, countless small green bright spots were watching four people, the whole street became ghostly, and the temperature dropped sharply.

He didn't see what Hela said to them. With just a wave of her hand, these small and boned animals scattered, forming hundreds of large or small torrents, disappearing in the surrounding alleys.

"Now it's okay. Whether vampires are hidden in the sewer or in the coffin, my pets will find them out. We just have to wait a while."

Hela returned to a few people, and Satana naturally took her arm around her: "Okay, when we catch the vampire, shall we roast one to eat?"

"Low-level vampires are not tolerant of high temperature. They will be turned into ashes when they encounter an open flame. You can't eat them." Su Ming reminded lightly that vampires eat people, and devil eats vampires.

"Oh, then I will taste the taste of their souls." Satanah licked the corner of her mouth, as if looking forward to it.

"The legend has it that vampires have no souls. What they immortal are only their bodies and consciousness. The souls were taken away by Sithorn." Su Ming reminded them again.

Satana scratched her head: "They don't have anything. Why are you asking them to trouble you? It's wasted effort and nothing has been gained."

"Shock the blood food pie and let them rest. At the same time, I need to get news of strangers from their mouths. Recently they are planning to have an underground world war."

"Another person?" Satanah raised her head and thought, but she seemed to have never heard the word: "I don't know, have you heard of them? Hela."

"Neither do I. I know the mutants. They have a history of tens of thousands of years. They are hiding in the human society of Midgard." Hela shook her head. She sat on the railing by the river as if sitting. So natural on my throne.

Su Ming sat next to her, and the three waited patiently in Xiaoxue: "The history of foreigners is indeed not long, and even Mephisto has never heard of them. It seems that the soul will not be under the control of anyone after death."

"So... if it takes over the fate of their souls, is it an extra power?" Satan's eyes lit up. If the Lords of Hell don't know the existence of these special souls, is there any Opportunity to be yours?

Hela also had the same idea. Unfortunately, her access barriers to the underworld of Heim are relatively high. She is either a resident of Asgard or Warnerheim, or a believer who died on other planets. It is the most difficult for her to earn souls. .

"Foreign people are Kerry's experimentation. Their souls are likely to be managed by the supreme wisdom after death. It is a threat to you. None of you understand technology, right?"

Su Ming said a little bit of intelligence and speculation, then smoked silently, watching the night scene above the frozen river.

Satan immediately got tangled up again, she grabbed Su Ming's palm and stuffed her clothes in her clothes: "Don't say that, my heart hurts, is it broken if you touch it? Let us follow to see the stranger Well."

"Of course you can follow me if you are not afraid of death."

Su Ming broke free of her hand, who knew if she would hide a poisonous snake in her arms.

"It's okay, we will run away if we can't beat them, so let the ghost rider give us the queen." Satan's eyes narrowed with joy. Although her **** has not yet been returned, it is okay to attract customers first.

Not far away, Palem glanced at her blankly. The devil was still a devil. The Supreme Mage didn't know what to think, and fighting with such a guy could be betrayed at any time.

"Found it, these guys are underground." Hela got the news suddenly, not knowing how the undead informed her: "Along the river, there is an abandoned underground dock."

Palham turned on his horse, and the horseshoe approached the three of them crisply: "It's the bootleg transportation line in the Prohibition era. It's a trick of the gang to transport drinks by boat in the dark."

Su Ming still doesn't know this. If in New York, the underground ports are basically bootleg terminals, but if it is Philadelphia, it may also be a port of stolen goods, which is the Thieves Guild of the year.

Philadelphia was the capital city. Many pickpockets made their fortunes here. The famous paintings or sculptures stolen must be discounted, and the Thieves Guild was established. They will be responsible for handling stolen goods, introducing personnel, handling disputes, etc., and sometimes entrusting work such as assassination or poisoning to bold people.

The thieves’ guild emerged in Venice in the Middle Ages. Gradually, this model was accepted by the darkness of many countries, and mercenaries and assassins were also subdivided from it.

There is still a thieves’ guild in New York today~www.NovelMTL.com~ but it is now renamed as the black market, which is only responsible for handling stolen goods and not getting involved in the sewers.

Su Ming stood up, dropped his cigarette butt, and patted the snowflakes on his body: "No matter what place it is, you will know it by looking at it. Let's start."

The movements of several people were very fast, and within two minutes, they rushed to a place like a bridge hole.

It suddenly looked like a place where sewage was discharged into the river by a sewer, and a large amount of garbage was piled up at the outlet, even in winter, it would not smell.

But if you identify it carefully, you can see that these stinking trash is actually just turned out from the street trash cans. There are discarded torn clothes and pants, various bottles and cans, and a large amount of kitchen waste.

But there will be human excrement in the real sewage outlet, there is no such thing here.

"This is it, fake sewer, let's go in."

Su Ming jumped over the garbage dump first, and the cloak flew him into the darkness.