Chapter 321: Melting head
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1417 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:02:19
There was only a piece of yellow sand in front of everyone, and the moonlight quietly sprinkled on the ground, covering everything with a hazy glow.
Temperature, humidity, wind speed, and light refraction angle are all normal parameters, and Su Ming’s eyepiece gives the scientific analysis results.
However, satellites are also a product of science. According to the coordinates recorded by the satellites, the falling position of the aggregate should not be far in front of them.
"It's amazing..." Su Ming couldn't help but sigh. He bent over and grabbed a handful of sand to watch it slip through his fingers.
"Right? It's weird. It's the first time I have to deal with things that I can't see." Hallie leaned over, her body was full of cosmetics, and there was a smell of sewers.
The Death Shooter also came over. He had no hostility towards Su Ming at this time, because when Su Ming was negotiating with the black woman, he fought for everyone.
As long as this operation is over, the Death Shooter will immediately get a day's vacation, can take his daughter to and from school, and accompany her to do homework until after lunch the next day.
Of course, a small team of special agents who are proficient in fighting followed him, and he was forbidden to approach anything with a trigger, even a woodworking drill would not work.
The Boomerang Captain will get a full box of wine, the Frost Killer will get a freezer, and the Killer Crocodile will get a pool of clean water.
So now except that the Katana is still hostile to him, the people in the Suicide Squad have accepted arrangements for who will lead the task.
Even the death shooter and the boomerang are more at ease.
After all, Rick is just an ordinary soldier, and Death Knell is a world-famous tactical master. Under his command, he can guarantee how many people will come out and how many will return.
The death shooter tapped his eyepiece: "I didn't find anything. Could it be that the Justice League has taken things away."
Su Ming shook his head, while testing the reality in front of him, he moved on.
"I said it was strange, not because the things were missing, but because I was curious about Constantine's scumbag. He didn't get any benefits, and he released a large-scale magic with such effort..."
"Ah, a magic trick, when was the last time I watched a magic show?" Hallie bit her finger, looked at the sky and remembered, she lost her mind again: "Hey, wait for me, don't go so fast."
There was a rustling sound from the thin sofa under my feet. Stepping on it was like stepping on cotton, a heavier killer crocodile, and it would sink deep with every step.
The low temperature at night makes everyone a little excited. The people here are basically nocturnal weirdos.
After a while, Su Ming ran into an invisible wall, like invisible glass, he reached out his hand and touched it, as if performing a pantomime.
"That's it, everyone back, Santo, and release the ability in front of you." Su Ming motioned everyone to disperse and let the Balrog prepare his skills.
The setting of the Balrog is a bit like the evil spirit knight next door. There is something called the vengeful spirit lodged in his body. Although his flame is not the fire of judgment from hell, it also has some special effects.
It can detoxify, can make him elemental, and currently, he needs his ability to hedge against invisibility magic.
The flame demon walked in front of Su Ming, he closed his eyes and started to breathe more quickly, the blue veins on his face violently screamed like a beast.
Su Ming tapped his wrist.
A little spark appeared on the Balrog, and the surrounding air began to twist slightly, and the temperature slowly rose.
Su Ming walked a few steps left and right.
The flame demon raised his hands, his hands finally ignited a flame, he needs anger to activate his ability, but facing an empty desert, it is really difficult for him to get angry.
Su Ming was a little helpless, the fire demon's ability was good, it could be regarded as a purifying flame, his ability to restrain the witch's magic was an obvious example.
But his'casting speed' is too slow. Every time the suicide squad solves the enemy almost, or is solved almost by the enemy, he can hold back the big move.
Unlike ordinary criminals, Santo rejects his own abilities very much. He prays or repents every day when he has nothing to do, so that he can calm down and not get angry.
Maybe his purpose is good, so as not to hurt other people.
However, if he really loses his ability, it means that he has no effect on the Sky Eye, and Amanda will not let him end well.
Everyone in the suicide squad did a lot of dirty work for the government, and only the dead can keep secrets.
But this has nothing to do with Su Ming. If Hallie is the least afraid of death in the Suicide Squad, then Santo is the second one who is not afraid of death. He is following the Suicide Squad to redeem his crimes, and he himself has long wanted to live.
Except for the Balrog, the Frost Assassin is not fast in launching abilities. What's more cheating is that her use of abilities will rapidly consume physical strength. If she releases a large frost ability, she herself will fall faster than the enemy...
Amanda is also the general among the short ones, and Su Ming seems to have some problems with the candidates for her team.
Even if it gets Frozen Man and Firefly, it is better than Frost Killer and Balrog.
Let the ordinary person Rick be the captain, let the lone killer death shooter arrange the tactics, let the lunatic Hallie act as a think tank and modifier, and bring the captain of the boomerang who will betray forever.
It is really suicidal in nature, and it is a miracle that they can live up to now.
Amanda has a shameful plan. When you think about it, you will know that there are so many super-powered prisoners in the United States that they explode. Why does her suicide squad have only seven or eight people?
But what Su Ming needs is the official nature of the Suicide Squad. With this layer of skin, he can stick behind the Justice League generously.
You want to protest? Yes, talk to the White House.
When there is a problem with the Justice League, Su Ming will take the opportunity to come out and knock them out...
While Su Ming was thinking, Santod's flames finally sprayed out, and two fire dragons emerged from his palms, illuminating everything around him, hitting the invisible barrier in front of him, sparks splashing everywhere.
"Ah!!! Fake!!!"
Santo gained anger by cursing the street, and the pillar of fire became much thicker.
It was like drilling a hole in glass, the flame burned a magic area, and everyone could see what was hidden inside.
Just like Barry said, a huge stone head, I don't know why, it looks a bit like ice cream, slowly melting.
"This is too big, we can't take it away." The killer crocodile shook his head for the first time, his body shape looked like an ant in front of this giant head.
"Just looking from the outside will not satisfy the black fat lady. She has seen it on the satellite image..." Su Ming tried the protective cover of the head with his fist~EbookFREE.me~ in stealth Under the cover of the magic circle is another purple barrier. This energy is very unfamiliar, neither magic nor divine power. Like sticky rubber, it is very elastic and resists the entry of outsiders.
Su Ming's hand took a lot of strength to plunge into it, and he could still feel the invisible force trying to squeeze him out.
Calculated with this strength, the team should only have enough strength to squeeze in with the killer crocodile.
He was a little curious about what this big head was.
This thing used to be the head of the boss on the wall of origin, but now it seems... the contact with the earth seems to have caused some changes in it.
The melting stones and the strange smell faintly made Su Ming feel uncomfortable. Now that he intends to knock on the joints of Zhenglian, then he must lead them in intelligence and arrange a plan.
The action of the suicide squad must have been discovered by the ‘watchtower’ now, and whatever he does, he must do it as soon as possible.
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