Chapter 4595: dribble
4596--Andrew
No one can refuse the terms of the Supreme Mage, and neither can Ygris, let alone the time when the Eternals are almost at their weakest.
After all, he agreed, and exchanged the lives of some of the clansmen for the deaths of some clansmen.
Everyone agreed to do it after dinner, and he and Hina would be the leading party, helping Deathstroke clean up the spot, and killing those "earth traitors" who took the path of rebellion.
It's just that he feels very uncomfortable. After all, he is the leader of all the Eternal Clan. Whether everyone recognizes him or not is another matter, but the leader in name should also take responsibility and lead the whole clan on the road to prosperity and well-off. .
But now, the Eternal Race has almost come to a dead end, and I have to clean up the house myself. This feeling is hard to describe.
Not everyone can easily kill their family members. Although many Eternal Races do not have direct blood connections, they have known each other for tens of thousands of years, and the relationship is no longer what family members can describe.
But there is no way, now he has no choice at all, because the supreme mage represents Emperor Weishan, and he may easily kill the Eternal Race if he wants to.
Because of the last battle in New York, many Eternals secretly saw that Oshutu's ultimate weapon, the eternally hungry and greedy God Eater, had returned.
Now that God Eater is in the hands of Deathstroke, he may just blow a whistle and the mad monster will hunt down any target to the ends of the earth.
Igris thinks that he is far inferior to Sithorn in power, so the God Eater who can chase the Dark Demon God away from the earth for millions of years is simply not an existence he can contend with.
What's even more frightening is that the God Eater is not placed on the bright side, but hidden.
You can only hear the dog grinding its teeth and panting at you, but you can't see where the dog is, which is even more terrifying.
From the eyes of Igris, Su Ming can know that it is really not easy for him. After all, the leader of the Eternal Race in name is all responsibility and has no rights. It is really not a job that a human should do.
The number of Eternals who completely listen to Ygris's command is probably no more than one hand. For others, some are polite when they meet, some are estranged from each other, some completely ignore him, and some simply confront him.
Internal and external difficulties are nothing more than this, so Su Ming drinks some wine with him, one is to strengthen his courage, and the other is to soothe his heart.
Not to mention anything else, this Moutai paired with roast duck is really good, delicious, the duck skin and shredded green onion are rolled into the pancake and delivered to the mouth. Even if he didn't shoot someone's father next to him, he wouldn't feel bad.
"Wade, give me the head, everyone, I'm sorry."
Su Ming recognized Doomsday Blues at a glance. This guy, who was smoother than a loach, seemed to have survived Batman's pursuit in the end.
It is indeed safer to let Wade make a trip to deliver things and pass on messages. What better place to keep secret than in the brain of a brain cancer patient?
"My lord" thought that poisoning could get Batman down and make him laugh maniacally to create chaos, but he didn't expect Batman to predict their prediction and create a personality like Zon Batman.
The Zorro character design in the big screen, plus the young Bruce, and maybe a little bit of Deathstroke's character, constitute such a complex monster.
Zon is different from Bruce, he does not kill, but he does not object to the killing of his teammates, and even encourages his teammates to kill through hints and various behaviors.
Wade was obviously regarded as a knife by him, but that was fine, mercenaries were originally knives.
This man's head was clearly cut off by Deadpool. He may have been injured by a counter-injury spell when he slashed the knife, so the knife cut down about five centimeters. He stopped for a while, and then found that he couldn't die even if his head fell off. He started to cut again, but because of a little pain, he stopped a few times in the middle
The final effect is that the cut surface of the fracture is like a terrace, not smooth at all.
I told him a long time ago that you still need to use a giant sword or an ax to cut off a person's head. The type of weapon like a samurai sword is too skillful. If you want to cut off the spine cleanly, you must find the bone seam between the vertebrae just work.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Deadpool was being stuffed into his mouth by Thanos. While fighting with the purple potato, he threw the dead man's head to his cousin.
The purple giant looked a little angry at this time. He rolled a roast duck burrito thicker than an arm, and stabbed Deadpool's throat like using a leather stick to flush the toilet.
But this is also normal, the relationship between the two of them as "fellow people" is complicated, and Su Ming doesn't bother to intervene, since Deadpool can't die anyway.
Holding the head of Doomsday Blues and calling out to his friends, Su Ming asked the adjutant to initiate a teleportation, and go to any deserted place so that Strangler can see what's in the fresh mind.
After death, the body of Doom Blues seemed to be gradually erased by some invisible force, or corroded. Fortunately, the head was delivered relatively quickly. The moth-eaten corrosion only involved the epidermis, and the brain was still there. complete.
Strangling opened it like a coconut, snorted and sucked the 'tofu brain' clean, and then began to provide the host with the remaining memories and information in the opponent's brain.
Doomsday Blues is also a miserable person. It is the kind of tragedy that thought he was real, but found that his universe was all fake, and it was a Laughing Bat toy.
From then on, he seemed to be completely insane, and thought that killing people was saving people, and was later taken into the pocket by "my lord".
But he didn't know much about the 'blank', even if there were many opportunities, he could have learned more.
In his memory, he always fell asleep because of alcohol, even when he was barely awake, what he saw was upside down and blurry, and it was a pure first-person perspective of a drunk.
But being another Constantine, he was smart enough to discover something through minimal observation.
He knew that 'Blank' was a mysterious creature with a female silhouette, with a protruding figure, and was actually the supreme leader of 'My Lord'.
In addition, he also found that the existence of 'blank' seemed unstable. She didn't look like something that should live in the material world, but rather planned to squeeze into the multiverse from somewhere.
In the end, 'Blank' has a big plan, and she doesn't seem to care about anything, no matter how the previous 'My Lord''s plan was thwarted, she didn't seem to see it.
Then it was gone. Doomsday Blues just wanted to drag more people to be 'rescued' with him. He didn't care what other people had plans. He just wanted to die.
"So this is probably the reason why this guy still has a weird smile on his face after death~www.NovelMTL.com~?"
Shaking his head slowly, Su Ming cremated the empty skull in his palm with cosmic energy.
"Hmm."
Strangling said that this is probably the case. Doomsday Blues thought he was saved until he died, and he also felt that he could see everyone "rescued" in another world, or on a higher level.
"Hey, his concept and position were wrong from the very beginning. As a material creature, he can obviously live in any material world. Is it so important whether it is true or not? It's better to live well to have a future."
"Hmm."
The symbiote rubbed against the host's face, retracted his shoulders, and made no further comments.
Because both it and the host know that ordinary people cannot understand the pursuit of the root cause of spellcasters. The truth is really important to them, and once they think they are right, others cannot use words to change them .
