The Death Knell

　　 Su Ming was standing not far away with his arms. The Fire God Sword had been picked up long ago, and the sand particles rolled up by the breeze hit his armor, making a rustling sound.

　　 He took his helmet and buckled it again. Some data appeared on the helmet's inner eyepiece. He tried to find a new car. Now both of them are not in good condition. They must go to Midtown to take a break.

　　 This kind of incompletely prepared battle is not the way he likes it.

　　 He first walked to Barry who was staring at the corpse in a daze, patted him on the shoulder, and then bent down to pull the bat gold ore from the chest of the Red Death.

　　 "Let's go, there are others in the Dark Knights who need to solve."

　　Barry stood up swayingly: "In fact, even if Briss hasn't become drowned, there will still be drowning in other dark universes. The Dark Knights still have seven people, right?"

　　 The corpse of the red dead demon gradually turned into an electric current, dissipating in the air, leaving only a depression in the human heart, gradually being filled with yellow sand.

　　 He ushered in the final destiny of all speed users, and returned to super power.

"Yes, the Laughing Bat just needs to come up with a similar one to everyone in the Justice League. This is his game, so the Dark Knights must be seven people." Su Ming wiped the blood on the ore and renewed Put it away carefully, this is the only weapon he can use right now.

　　Barry sighed, it was rare that his face also appeared sad. He knew that even if several people saved the earth minus 11, there would be another dark earth unlucky because of this. Everything seemed meaningless.

　　 Despair, depression, the main tone of the multiverse is this, and it never depends on someone’s will.

　　 But in order to save more worlds, the battle must go on.

　　 "What is your next plan?"

　　 "I need some food for self-healing. Your speed is exhausted. We have to take a short break, then deal with the nightmare Batman, and gather the Justice League to deal with Barbatos."

　　 "We need intelligence. Now that most of the earth is caught in the flames of war, Barbatos has summoned monsters from the dark." Barry said what he knew. Before he left, things had started to deteriorate and the Justice League situation was unknown.

"I know." Su Ming turned his head and walked towards the car to see if Brith's Batmobile is still possible to be repaired: "But Midtown is not in danger for the time being. The Laughing Bat and the Raider are currently following Barbatos. By my side, in Gotham."

　　Barry nodded. Now the death knell also needs to continue fighting to survive. His position has not changed, and he is willing to continue fighting together.

　　 "Okay, I'll go see the car."

　　 Briss’ Batmobile and Red Dead’s Batmobile collided with each other before. Obviously, the blessing of superb power did not make them turn into comets and hit the earth. They just turned off at the same time, maybe repairing them can work.

　　 Barry removed the cosmic treadmill on the Batmobile, changed the line again, and removed the parts from the red dead car to replace the broken one. About ten minutes later, the Batmobile restarted.

　　 "Alright, Slade, let's go into town." Barry was sitting in the cockpit and shouted to Su Ming who was smoking not far away.

Su Ming dropped his cigarette butt, buckled his helmet, walked to the Batmobile and climbed up. Instead of entering the cab, he grabbed a groove and rode on the car like a horse: "You are not going to let Should I sit on your lap? Drive."

　　 The car moved on again, without the speed of the black hole, and soon entered Midtown.

　　 There were damaged cars and buildings on both sides of the road. Some mummified bodies fell on the side of the road. They were the victims of the swift storm. They lost their time and died directly.

Even Barry, who talks a lot at ordinary times, is not in the mood to speak anymore, but fortunately, as the vehicles continue to penetrate into the city, there are fewer and fewer damaged places, and occasionally you can see some people hiding in the dark corners of buildings or in their own homes. Passing some bunkers or gaps in curtains, peeping out.

　　 Midtown didn't build a dark spire, because the Dark Knights handed Midtown to the Red Dead. He originally planned to destroy it with a swift storm.

　　 "Turn left, turn left at the next intersection." Su Ming knocked on the glass.

　　 "......"

　　 Despite not knowing why, Barry still turned left at the next intersection according to his words.

　　 This is a very ordinary street, and there are scattered things on the side of the road that people left when they escaped. An ice cream truck knocked down a fire hydrant, and the water inside was still flowing out.

　　 went on for less than 500 meters, Su Ming knocked on the glass of the cab to signal to stop.

　　 He jumped off the roof first, rubbed his chest, feeling a little stuffy. Then he walked into the side alley and pushed open a pile of garbage blocking the road. A trapdoor appeared on the ground with a rusty padlock.

　　 Su Ming took out his gun and hit it with a shot, and the brass-colored lock spun out. He came to open the door and walked down naturally.

　　 "Where is this?" Barry appeared beside him.

"Huh... one of my secret strongholds..." Su Ming fumbled on the wall and turned on the light. This is not a simple basement, but a safe house: "To be precise , Is the stronghold of Slade in this world."

　　 "Um...There are bat caves under the Wien Mansion, I can understand ~www.NovelMTL.com~ But why are the death knell safe houses of your different worlds in the same place?"

　　 Su Ming turned the door shut, and then walked into the room, where there was not only enough food, but also enough weapons and equipment.

"This is not a coincidence, but a calculation." Su Ming took off his helmet and uniform and found some pain relief sprays sprayed on the wound: "My own hiding spot is nearby, but I don't know what your world is. Where will the death knell be hidden, but our mode of thinking is common. As long as we take all the surrounding buildings into the calculation and comprehensively consider various factors, concealment, transportation convenience, underground area, etc., it can naturally be calculated."

　　 "Well, I guess you can be regarded as half the owner, so can you eat everything here?" Barry also tore off his hood and took a breath.

　　 Su Ming shrugged, these things are not his: "Of course, eat whatever you like, you can take it away."

"Oh, you are so generous." Barry immediately appeared on the chair, opened a can of canned luncheon meat and ate it. The food here is basically canned for military purposes, and only Spam luncheon meat and beans Two choices of canned food.

　　 The uniform of the icon was not damaged, but the paint was a little off. Su Ming checked it and put it on again, then opened the cabinet next to it and started to replenish the hot weapon.

　　 Grenade, bazooka, automatic rifle, and grenade launcher were all taken out by him.

　　 Although these things cannot directly cause damage to the Dark Knight and monsters, they still have their effects.

　　 It wasn't until he was fully armed that he wandered down to the chair opposite Barry, took a deep breath, opened a can of meat, and ate quietly.