Chapter 4452: disease of bats
There is a coffin under the castle of the Kingdom of Dreams. Inside the coffin is the dead 'Dream of Dreams'. Su Ming can't say exactly what it is.
It may be some obsolete garbage manuscripts, it may be the body of the previous generation of Sandman Murphys, or it may be a nightmare. When Su Ming came to the castle as a guest last time, Su Ming saw the coffin, which was locked with countless thick iron chains. It's still shaking.
But what's inside has nothing to do with Su Ming, anyway, his goal is the Sands of Time.
This thing is really easy to use, even if it is simply used as a murder poison, the effect is outstanding.
Mr. Steward agreed to the terms of the transaction, but he was sneaky during the transaction. People who didn't know thought he was dealing drugs, so he traded the sand at home for some tea. As for it?
Thinking of this, Su Ming dipped a little sample in the plastic bag with his finger, tasted it in his mouth, and nodded with satisfaction:
"Very good, high-quality goods, grade A, come, what you want."
Paying the money and delivering the goods, Deathstroke pushed the butler a silver suitcase.
In the end, the butler looked dumbfounded. He knew that Death Knell from this different world had always been known for his strange behavior, but this behavior could easily make people think of it as drug trafficking.
He hastened to pick up the tea-chest, and shut the castle gates, as if fearing death knell would be dark.
Su Ming didn't mind the old housekeeper's leaving without saying goodbye, he put away the sand of time, turned around and left.
After all, the goal has been achieved. Now the survivors are sleeping in an eternal dream, and he took advantage of the Sandman's absence to get some sands of time in stock. This trip has been fruitful.
"Adjutant, send us to Gotham, how is Harley's team doing?"
"They are looking for traces of Doomsday Blues, but there is no result yet." The projection of the adjutant emerged, and while preparing for the transmission program, he chatted elegantly with the sheriff: "At present, the last 52 Legion still has about 400 people on Earth 0 different locations, causing widespread confusion, and the time until the complete end of the fighting is unknown."
With a flash of blue light, everyone returned to the dark city. The ever-condensed dark clouds were still splashing sour rain, and there were actually fireworks set off in the sky above the city.
Everyone stood on the roof of the Wayne Building, under their feet was the president's office that Bruce didn't use at all, and beside him was the huge group logo light box, the heat emitted made the rainwater evaporate a faint mist on its surface.
On the east side near the coastline, the battle between Black Adam and Judgment Day is still going on, and it looks good.
Black Adam knows magic, and there is a kind of red artificial kryptonite in his hand that can restrain Judgment Day, so he should be able to win.
Wade and his party are located near the south pier. It seems that they are not going well in the process of tracking the doomsday blues, but the group of people seems to be very happy. He is even singing on the road shoulder to shoulder with the killer buddies, like It's like going on a field trip.
"Actually, I don't recommend them to deal with Doomsday Blues. That's a crazy Constantine. It's better to let Zack Kang himself deal with it, but it seems that Harley is very interested in peekaboo."
Su Ming looked at a large number of screens projected by the adjutant, not only Gotham City, but also other cities in the world, such as Paris and London, the situation is not very optimistic.
Most of the powerful superheroes have stayed in the United States, while the foreign superheroes in the Justice League community are generally third-line to eighteenth-line heroes.
Originally, the task of deploying troops should be directed by the Hall of Justice, specifically Batman or Ron.
But now, no one seems to care about it at all.
"Why is that phosphating man yellow?"
After frowning for a few glances, Su Ming pointed to the villain from another world who was wreaking havoc in Paris, and asked the adjutant what he thought of the discoloration.
"According to the chromatographic determination, he should not be called a phosphating man, but a sulfide man. At present, we don't know his specific background and ability, but he has already shown high toxicity and strong radiation. If he can't be handled properly, I expect People in the five arrondissements of central Paris may face a serious crisis of medical resources in the future."
The silver-haired girl patted her skirt lightly and replied with a smile.
Deathstroke watched the scene of the vulcanized man climbing the iron tower for a while, and shrugged: "Well, it's none of my business, anyone of you who wants to help can go, what I want to know more is, where is Batman now?"
Wally gestured that he was going to France to help out, and then disappeared in the lightning.
He can't see villains doing bad things in the city, it's fine if he doesn't know, once he sees it, it's very difficult to make him remain indifferent.
But the Speed Force doesn't seem to have much resistance to radiation and toxins, I hope he will perform well.
"Batman's situation is more complicated. All our monitoring and listening devices in the Batcave have been destroyed. Now he and the red hood are two people inside. I don't know what he is doing, but when he went home before, he stumbled while walking. "
The adjutant replayed a short clip of the satellite surveillance, but only a short clip, because after a few seconds, dark clouds blocked the view.
"Forget it, inform Wade that if he kills the target enemy, bring the head to me in a package. Let's go to the Batcave first and see how Batman is. He is like a ticking time bomb now."
After taking off the cloak behind him, the death knell signaled everyone to get in the car. The distance is not far, so there is no need to use teleportation.
"That's right, just thinking that he might turn into another Laughing Bat makes the skin on my back tense." Bobo sat on Deathknell's shoulder, smoking his pipe and exhaling the mist. The paw caught a few drops of rain: "Hope things don't get so bad, the Justice League can't live without Batman."
"Your situation is troublesome."
Jason helped Batman off the motorcycle, and walked into the Batcave with difficulty. He met his adoptive father by accident when he was working in the city.
Originally, he didn't want to talk to the bat, but when he saw that the latter looked like he might fall down at any time and was struggling forward, the red hood who had turned into a mercenary couldn't help but soften his heart.
As a result, Batman gave the order of course to take him back to the Batcave.
Jason was really fed up, whether it was himself or Batman.
But no matter what, his body is still very honest~www.NovelMTL.com~ As if he was used to receiving orders from this man, he still brought him back here, driving the motorcycle into the secret road with ease, very skillfully Perform a series of security verifications.
He found that the key given to him by Batman hadn't been changed before, and he could still enter here smoothly. He was a little happy in his heart, but there was still no expression on his face. He just reminded Bat coldly that his condition needed immediate treatment.
Instead of using the final machine, go to a professional doctor, such as Dr. Midnight.
But this proposal seemed to anger Batman. He pushed away Jason who was carrying him, walked into the cave alone, bypassed the platform where the Batmobile was parked, and walked unsteadily through the equipment area where the props were assembled. After a few knocks on a wall, a hidden door suddenly appeared on the dark rock wall.
He stumbled into the new cavern:
"I know what I have to do, don't bother me."
After speaking, he took another step like this and disappeared into the darkness.
(end of this chapter)
