Chapter 5660 The Location of the Battlefield

But they were disappointed.

Although they all thought they would hear the howl of some beast, the cry of a monster before its death, or the sound of a rectal cancer patient farting, in fact, the death knell not only really played the suona, but also played it very well.

Although the horn in my hand is the Judgment Day horn, it is simpler than a suona because there are no finger holes to press on it, and the tune can be adjusted just by the strength of the breath.

After all, Deathstroke is also a master of martial arts, and his ability to control his own breath is unmatched by ordinary people. Even if he doesn't use any superpowers, isn't playing a musical instrument simple?

"Huh? It actually works." Deadpool rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that his cousin still had art bacteria.

The cat on the side was a little surprised at first, but now it figured it out, and its tail shook:

"Okay, Deathstroke is an unpredictable man. It makes sense that he can play musical instruments. Let's get down to business. Gabriel, are you sure this horn really won't be able to be blown before today?"

"Yes. Dream, when I was still in heaven, I would try it almost every day, and I never blew it once." The long-haired man with a beard pointed at his chest, with a surprised expression on his face. : "I think my lung capacity is okay, but it doesn't seem to be about airflow, it's just about"

"It's just about timing, right?"

The cat's eyes narrowed again, but it squatted on the sofa and played with the springs and did not continue talking.

"Yes, it seems that today is Judgment Day." Gabriel took over its words, and there was a sense of relief in his tone at this time: "So, Elaine is actually right?"

When he heard what he said, the cat immediately lay down and rolled his eyes covertly:

"Why did you fall into the dualism of who is right and who is wrong again? Forget it, I'm going to be stupid by you. Let's put it bluntly. You don't have to worry about anything today. We will see who wins tomorrow. No matter who you hang out with, nothing will happen."

Old man God and girl God, who is good and who is bad, who is right and who is wrong?

This is not important at all, because two days cannot be in the same sky, and there cannot be two gods in the world. Only one can live between them, so in the end only the winner is king.

Anyway, if A Thousand Cats Dream were to choose, these would not be a problem at all. Gabriel seems to lack the biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. This is probably the most unhuman thing about him.

It's obvious, Gabriel's identity is here, if Elaine wins, she will still call him uncle in the future.

What will the old man get if he wins? A forever job?

What else is there to think about? Could it be that showing the old man the door showed that he had Stockholm Syndrome? Why don't you look for a job in intermediary sales? Just work as a security guard.

Thinking of this, the cat sighed. The seven angels each have their own problems. Lucifer is arrogant, Michael is rigid, Gabriel is naive, Sariel is paranoid, etc. These are all natures that cannot be changed.

Just when it was thinking about these things, the death knell that was playing the tune suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at the somewhat peeling ceiling of the old house, as if he saw something there.

"Someone responded to me, ha, but it wasn't Lucifer, but Michael. It seems he still prefers art."

Seeing the confused look in the cat's eyes, Su Ming gave an answer. Although the cat may not be able to see there, his own quantum did 'see' a fleeting light, and the darkness also felt the aura of that person. .

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough to lock the position. The horn was quite effective.

Michael is also the only person whom God recognizes as "this kind of me". Speaking of which, it is rare that he can stand by Elaine this time.

One party is his father and the other party is his daughter. This decision should be quite difficult, right?

"Cousin, you really know how to play the suona, and the other party actually heard it. This is like a heifer entering the entertainment industry - so awesome!" Deadpool reached out to take the horn in Deathstroke's hand, Probably want to try it too.

However, Su Ming decisively refused. If the trumpet was blown by Deadpool, he might not be able to broadcast in the future.

"We're leaving, Gabriel. I'll take this horn first and bring it back to you when I'm done with it." Su Ming said to the owner of the house, but in fact he had no intention of asking for advice because the horn had already been stuffed inside. In the pocket.

"Of course. The city is in chaos right now. I probably won't be able to go to work these days." Gabriel agreed. He seemed to have let go of something in his mind and sat back on the sofa. He seemed really serious. The plan was to lie down.

After leaving the shabby second floor and walking on the empty street, the cat still squatted in its old position. It rubbed the side of its belly against Deathstroke's face and asked:

"Where is the location? It can't really be a dream, right?"

Don't let it be a dream. If the battlefield is really in a dream, then it would be too embarrassing for me, the Sandman, to know nothing.

Although the dreams of demons and angels are not under your control, we are all Sandman. We are all one. It would be even more embarrassing if you were kept in the dark.

"No, and fortunately not." Su Ming, who was amused when he saw the cat's pitiful expression, shook his head. He took out the Code of Origins, sprayed out paint with his finger, and wrote some words on it in a quick and easy way: " After the Origin Wall was broken, the Marvel Universe and the DC Universe began to get closer, did you know this?"

This was a secret, but many people knew about it. Su Ming did not deliberately hide it from anyone, because when he came and went, the people who should pay attention to him had already noticed it.

"I know, isn't the transportation hub between the two the same as your ghost universe?" Cat nodded, his beard trembled a few times, and he had a guess in his mind.

The two systems are constantly getting closer. To be precise, the 40K Multiverse and the Multiverse 1 are getting closer to each other. Deathstroke has placed the ghost universe in the middle of the two worlds, acting as a barrier and transportation hub, just like between the two storage systems. A channel was built in the middle of the pool.

Useful, at least since then, two universes close to each other have stopped.

"It's just as you think. I thought that passage was the only one in the past. Oh, no, there's also the cafe route used by Batman. But I didn't expect someone to come up with a third passage. The battlefield is there. .”

Su Ming sighed. This was something that the information from his previous life did not have. The changes he caused would naturally have corresponding consequences.

The world is not always the same. This is something we have known for a long time. In fact, it is not surprising.

"So? Michael and God's Feet are located at the junction of the two universes? Even you don't know about it?" The cat was curious. There is a secret passage that even Deathstroke doesn't know about. It sounds very interesting.

"It's not that I don't know, I have thought about it, but I ruled it out because in my memory, it was destroyed a long time ago."

The Supreme Mage touched the cat's head, and before setting out to do things, he wanted to explain things clearly to everyone.