Chapter 781: Mercenary team

The Eternal Rock is a place that does not exist in the physical concept. Although its area is relatively large, its energy level is actually not as high as that of the Spiritual Hell.

It once belonged to the Eternal Council, the group of immortals who planned to surrender to Barbatos during the metal event.

Now the Eternal Fortress, the base of the Destruction Legion, is matched with the Eternal Rock, a huge foundation divided into seven kingdoms and a small castle that can be freed from it.

If the Eternal Rock is a teapot, the Eternal Fortress is a teacup that matches it. Whether it is a teapot or a teacup, the two things can actually be used separately.

The Eternal Rock is currently in a semi-abandoned state. Shazam and his friends sometimes go there to play, but don't expect a group of children to clean it.

Su Ming didn't care about the changes in the world caused by the inverted people, and whether they had an impact on Shazam and Black Adam. He just saw the secret and convenient transportation of the Eternal Rock.

Now that the Eternal Council should be almost killed by Luthor, no one else knows the location of the Eternal Rock except for Luther, the current controller of the Eternal Fortress.

And if Luther dared to return the Eternal Fortress to the Eternal Rock, that would be great, and Su Ming would definitely do him on the spot.

Bobo's worry is also clear to Su Ming. It is nothing more than feeling that it is dangerous to hide under the eyes of the enemy, but Luthor is now focusing on the total body, and the Eternal Fortress was snatched after all. He really can't find Su Ming will Go to the Rock of Eternity.

On a natural magical focus, there is an existence like an upside-down man standing behind, where Su Ming only needs to imitate Kama Taj’s protective array system and communicate with the three magic pillars on Earth 0 to form a barrier to defend the Earth... ....

What else do you want to play to teleport the monster army? It is estimated that at that time, he could not even find the reason for the transmission failure in a short time, because this magic system came from Marvel.

It's just that the Tower of Destiny was bombed by Arabel with a forbidden curse. The three pillars are currently missing one. Su Ming plans to use the green of all things to reshape a moving node.

The green of all things is now divided into three categories, the tree council representing trees, the Hundred Flowers Council representing flowers, and the May Queen representing vines.

Originally, Green of All Things had many substitutes, such as swamp monsters, black orchids and so on. But under Hecate's operation, the tree and the flower were separated abruptly, creating the Hundred Flowers Council, which meant that the source of power of the swamp monster instantly disappeared by half, and its strength was greatly reduced.

The Tree Council had suffered heavy casualties from the Black Orchid raid before, and Su Ming set fire there again in order to defeat Black Orchid, causing a bit of tension between the two sides.

After that, they were attacked by the Hundred Flowers Council. I don't know how Batman sent Clark to your mediation effect, but the flood that followed should have severely damaged them at the same time, and there was no way for the two sides to fight internally.

Hecate died, and the Hundred Blossom Council had no owner. If this power cannot be used for its own use, it will definitely be picked up by the enemy.

Therefore, Su Ming intends to let the Poison Ivy Girl do this. Ivy can be said to be invincible in the rainforest. Through her relationship with the May Queen, it is possible to gain control of the Hundred Flowers Council.

At least the negotiation effect should be better than Superman? The Queen May only recognizes poison ivy, and this recognition is now an important weight.

And as long as Halle is in hand, there is no need to worry about Ivy's ambitions going beyond control.

Laughter not only interrupted Su Ming’s plan, even Luther’s plan must have been interrupted. Luther’s creation is still two days away. The next step should be to make the night and day no different, and then eliminate the red of all beings. To shape the new mankind.

It happened to laugh wildly to start with the red of the sentient beings, and use the monsters to attack the earth creatures first. In this way, Luther should also be very uncomfortable, because his plan is definitely not like this.

However, the crux of the problem still depends on where Luther's research on the totality is going.

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On the outskirts of Gotham City, where Su Ming and others had left, another string of dark shadows walked into a small room under the moonlight.

A pair of purple gloves held up his head on the ground, looked at the smile on that strange face, tilted his head and looked at it carefully, his shoulders were constantly swaying, as if he was enduring something.

I saw this figure gently toss the monster's head, the black and white leather shoes suddenly contacted the head, and the head flew out from the door with a swish.

The figure put a hand on his eyes and set up a pergola, watching the monster's head fall into the mud puddle of the road and splashing big water. He immediately performed a gymnast's ritual to complete the action, with his arms slanting upward like wings, straight Raised his chest.

But soon, his arm softened and naturally landed on his head. He inserted his ten fingers into his hair and clasped his scalp forcefully.

"Hahahahahahahahaha...ahhahahahaha!"

He leaned forward and back together with a smile, that head seemed to provide him with an incomprehensible smile. He couldn't stand still with laughter. He staggered a few steps and lay on the piano, rolling his belly on the piano cover.

Those who follow him are naturally accustomed to his behavior. When the clown laughs, he is always a fan.

No one can keep up with his thinking, and his madness always has a purpose directed at people's hearts.

"Joker, didn't you bring us to make me watch you go crazy, right?"

A tall figure hugged his arm and said muffledly, he is too strong, his arms are about the same thickness as the clown's waist.

The clown turned over and sat up, raised Erlang's legs gracefully, his shoulders still twitching, and gently wiped his tears.

His pale face and huge smile were very obvious in the dark.

"Oh, death, darkness, smiles, these always move me. You can't realize this beauty, and I don't blame you."

"I do some research on death, it's really funny." A figure without skin, like a carrion, walked out of the shadows.

This voice can't distinguish between men and women, but it can only be seen in the moonlight, with its tongue digging out of the hole in the face muscle.

The clown applauded with a laugh, as if agreeing with her statement. He put his hands on the piano cover and jumped off the ground: "Okay, haha, the elites of Gotham City, my friends, new The game has started, as long as you do what you are responsible for...Bang! Making money is easy!"

The woman who looked like a carrion touched the few strands of hair left on top of her head. The long white hair was like withered grass pierced by a stone.

"My mission is the most dangerous. I should get more money."

"Bala Bala..." The clown shook his head and shook his head, sticking out his tongue and licking the corners of his mouth, his saliva flew everywhere: "Don't tell me this! How to divide the money, you should discuss with Bain and others, but if you Can’t make me happy, do you know what you thought before the banana was eaten? Ah?! Hahahaha..."

"The clamshell butterfly felt the hunger in his abdomen, and his saliva gradually flowed out of the corner of his mouth. He wanted to eat the corpse on the ground." A monster with three pairs of articulated limbs and broken butterfly wings behind walked out of the crowd. Walked straight to the two corpses in the room.

The clown flipped his wrist and made an inviting gesture: "I wish you a good appetite, my winged friend, have I told you that I like flying animals? Haha, uh, moths don’t seem to be animals, I I was wrong again, hahaha..."

After laughing for a while, the clown suddenly stopped, as if being pinched, and his tone became dark and gloomy.

"There are a lot of people participating in the game now, we have to throw out some boring people, Batman is mine!"

Bain patted his chest: "As long as the money is in place, I can help you break his back."

The clown's bloodshot eyes turned to him abruptly, his eyes full of madness and paranoia: "I said the bat is mine! Do you have a problem with understanding?! If you dare to touch him, I will kill you!"

Baine took a deep breath and returned the pressure of the fire. They escaped from Arkham during the flood, but not only the civilians now have nothing, but they are also the same.

Not only the configuration of Titan Venom, but also the update of equipment, he needs money, and mercenaries are not so easy to do.

It is precisely because of this that when the clown waved a golden dollar stick to find them, none of them could refuse the clown's solicitation.

The clown regards money as dung and has always been very generous in his moves. As long as he does not touch some of his diseases, he can be said to be the kind of employer that mercenaries like.

Don't care about the process, don't care about the means, he only wants the result, and he will face the strongest enemy himself.

They didn't know where the Joker went before, or what he did, and now he is crazy again, pulling out a team in Gotham, as if to prepare for a war with whom.

But no one could see his purpose, because the whole plan didn't sound like it was dealing with Batman.

But this has nothing to do with a few people, only the sound of the claw butterfly's vertical mouth biting the corpse came from the ear, a moist, sticky voice.

The clown trembled~www.NovelMTL.com~ he sucked his nose hard, put out his tongue and gasped, he suddenly laughed.

"It's okay, Bain, my friend, go do something, I was so excited just now, you know, I miss him very much."

While talking, he put the palm of his hand on his face, and the fragments formed by the dried blood left several long marks on the white face.

Wiping his nose with his sleeve, he first walked out of the room and looked up at the sky, the familiar bat shadow.

He limped onto the road, picked up the monster's head from the puddle, held the cervical stubble under the neck, and jumped onto the curb.

The green-haired lunatic took this head as an umbrella and held it in his hand to make it look at himself, while he jumped "Song in the Rain" between the roadbed and the mud pool, kicked the mud everywhere, and laughed happily.

"Move up, guys, time is money, your money, hurry, bring Batman to me, hahahahahahahahaha..."