The Death Knell

Just as the two were discussing whether the God of Sewers would sneak up on Su Ming from the toilet while he was using the toilet.

A figure who looked like he was wearing only bedsheets flew in front of Su Ming and the others.

Su Ming looked at Diana and sighed. The taste in clothes must mean that the God of Olympus has not escaped. The visitor has two curved horns on his head, and his feet are hooves. If he didn't have a human face, it would be easy to confuse him with a demon.

He first raised the flute in his hand, played a little tune, and also performed an inexplicable striptease.

Not to mention Su Ming, even Diana felt that she couldn't bear to watch anymore. It was a disgrace to Olympus. Moreover, while this guy was dancing, he was winking at Diana, as mean as he wanted.

Those lustful eyes kept staring at Diana's chest, and he kept swallowing.

Diana immediately wanted to draw her sword and kill him, but Su Ming signaled that it was him who would come. This was a challenger coming for him. A warrior is never afraid of a challenge.

"Mortal! I am the great faun, Pan, and I want to compete with you."

"Uh-huh!"

He raised the flute in his hand, seemingly wanting to compete with Su Ming on his musical skills.

However, Su Ming had no intention of saying anything more to him. The God Killer unsheathed his cloak and instantly caused him to fly at extremely high speeds. The artifact with lightning and strong light chopped off Pan's head with one blow.

The head with horns flew out in a spin and fell to the ground like the corpse.

Fortunately, it was a relatively remote suburb of the city below, and the body fell into a deserted alley.

Diana was a little helpless. They were obviously here to compare their talents. What does it mean if you just cut them down? But then I thought about it, after all, the one who survives is the winner, that’s right.

Anyway, the gods will be resurrected after a while, so it doesn’t matter.

"He is the son of Hermes. He is naughty and very lustful. He hangs out with the group of forest nymphs every day."

Diana felt that Deathstroke didn't know who his opponent was and just subconsciously attacked, so the opponent died without any ability to fight back.

Pan was a magician, not a warrior. Facing the charge of such a powerful warrior and being unprepared, he would definitely suffer.

Su Ming shrugged and landed towards the location of the body: "I know who he is. This guy with goat's hooves is definitely not the biological child of Hermes."

"Uh" Diana was confused, what's the reason?

"Hermes' feet are like a bird, with a pair of claws, and his son's feet are hooves?" Su Ming shook his head, squatting down to search for things on the corpse: "Is there someone living next door to his house? Some demon? Let me guess, his surname is Wang?"

Wonder Woman probably understood what Deathstroke meant, and she glared at him angrily and amusedly, all this nonsense.

Although the gods of Olympus have a quirk of messing around with men and women, as gods they will not get involved with demons. But if it is the child of the Minotaur Minotaur, I really can’t say for sure.

You must know that although Minotaur was a minotaur, he was the son of Zeus.

Cows and sheep are both artiodactyls. Although their hooves are different in size, they look similar.

"What am I thinking?!"

Diana shook her head quickly to get these thoughts out of her mind. She was completely led astray by the death knell.

Moreover, the names of demons are usually smelly and long. How could someone with an Asian surname like Wang be possible?

Although it is quite enjoyable to tell bad jokes to the headless corpse of a god.

There was basically nothing on Pendor, except for a few drachmas and the broken flute stained with saliva and blood.

Su Ming put away the gold coins, picked up the flute, knocked it twice on his knees, and threw it into the trash can in the alley.

He took off his helmet and took a breath.

"Hit me."

he said to Diana, motioning for her to hit him hard on the back of the head.

"Why?" Diana frowned. Why should she hit him after killing the god? What kind of perverted fetish is this?

The last time I killed Iron Fist, I let myself stab him with a big sword. After that, I sang and danced with Laughing in the Batcave.

Her eyes became sharp.

As soon as Su Ming saw it, he knew that she was thinking wrong.

"Don't think nonsense. I'm going to find someone to make arrangements for Pan so that he doesn't bother us again."

"What are you going to do?" Diana looked around and found nothing different. So how could Deathstroke arrange a god?

Su Ming didn't say anything, but asked her to do it quickly.

"boom!"

Diana hit him with her fist.

"It's too weak, use more force." Su Ming curled his lips in dissatisfaction. He was not an ordinary person. With this strength, even Batman couldn't be knocked unconscious.

"Bang!" Diana hit him with her shield.

"Oh, it still doesn't work. Forget it. I'll find Zatanna later and ask her to use magic."

Su Ming shook his head and said helplessly, but his eyes stung Diana's competitive spirit.

"Ah!!! Bang!!!"

Diana roared angrily, used all her strength, and punched Su Ming into the ground, standing upside down like a tree.

He fainted as he wished.

However, Diana looked around guiltily. The noise just made was too great, so it would be better for her to carry the death knell and retreat.

Although the local Olympian gods will be reborn, ordinary people will only think of the scene in front of them as a murder scene.

Su Ming, who had fainted, had already come to the dreamland. He knew it was like this, and he had seen the essence of the dream kingdom before, and the pure white dream around him could no longer trap him.

He materialized the metal directly in his dream and emerged from his dream.

He found the crow again, which was everywhere in the Dream Kingdom, and then passed through the portal here and returned to the Land of the Dying, where he saw death.

"You're back again." Death was playing chess alone at this time. She held her chin with her little hand and frowned. It seemed that her previous move had stumped her.

Seeing Su Ming return, she greeted him with a smile and casually pushed the chessboard into chaos.

"I'm here to ask for your help. Some people have been obstructing my mission recently, and they still won't die."

"Who is it?" Death is still smiling, but his tone is already a little serious. Do they think they can escape Death when they stop the agents of the Endless Family from carrying out their tasks?

"They are some gods from Olympus." Su Ming immediately threw the blame.

"Olympus, we promised Zeus's prayer. Their members will only be resurrected and reborn. Death will take a long time. The most I can do is delay it for you for a while."

Death stretched out a hand and wiped it on the wall. The black and white wall became transparent like glass filled with fog in winter.

The gray sky and black foothills appeared before his eyes, and at the moment of death, he saw the headless souls lining up in the queue.

"You are here as a transit point for the dead on their way to the afterlife, right?"

"Yes, but gods are bound to reincarnate. This is my job." Death looked helpless.

"Of course, I didn't think about stopping him from being reincarnated, but does Olympus' reincarnation go through the underworld? Hades' place."

Su Ming has a good plan that is very feasible.

"Yes, Hades has the godhead of Hades, and his lifespan is almost infinite, but one day he will come here to face me." Death replied calmly, because she is the end of all things.

"Then it's easy, just let him be reincarnated, right? There are many worlds of the dead that have this function, and the underworld is not the only one."

Death smiled and nodded slightly. She probably understood. At the same time, she was also very curious about Su Ming's understanding of her work.

She had an unprecedented feeling, like she had found a confidant outside of her family.