Seeing the blood stain the mattress red and spread like a puddle of ink on the black bed, the Holy Killer did not have any pleasure of revenge, he just calmly put away his weapon, took out his dagger and prepared to cut God's scalp.Don't ask why, it's an occupational disease.This is his deal with Deathstroke, the man said that he would help him find God and kill him, and when they did, he took a certificate from the corpse and took it with him, so as not to forget it one day.He was not very confident in his memory.But times have changed, and now there is a better way to prove it, and Deathbell stopped his brutal and primitive behavior, and instead took a titanium phone from his waist bag, and let the strangulation turn the body of Jesus over and snap a picture."
Photography is actually more fun than scalping, unless you plan to retire and work as a circumcision performer in Africa."
The mercenary threw the mobile phone to the saint, gave him the charger and other accessories, and said a cold joke: "If you are in a bad mood one day, you can take his posthumous photo out to look at it to relieve your boredom." ”The Holy Killer took the phone, rubbed his fingers like dead branches, and Jesus' anguished face was magnified a lot."
Thanks, but I'm not going to use this, and it's useless."
He refused the gift because he was a bounty hunter, not a beggar.When he does things for others, he only needs to agree on the remuneration, he does not need to take care of food and provide horses, he brings his own weapons, which is the most profitable way of action."
It can be used to watch cartoons, and when we get back to the boat, let the orangutans download some for you."
Su Ming pushed back the phone he was reaching out for, and let the strangulation start eating the corpse of Jesus to see if he could analyze useful genes.The answer is no, and this is just the most common carbon-based creature, exactly like humans.As for why he has those abilities, I am afraid that it is the blessing of the concept of heaven, and of course, it may also be that the level of the god clone in this world is too low, and it is not a high-dimensional existence at all.The memory is also a mess, this Jesus has no serious things in his head at all, it is all eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, smoking, cheating, cheating, stealing, what heaven information, the secrets of the world, he doesn't know.To be born a god is to be so confident that you don't have to care about anything or understand anything.This made Su Ming can't help but think of Thor, that guy probably has no other thoughts in his mind except the hammer man, and he asked him how many palaces in Asgard are not clear."
Then I'll take it."
When the Holy Killer heard that the mobile phone could watch cartoons, it was really fragrant in an instant, and after putting away the mobile phone, he said: "You fulfilled your promise, it's my turn next, where is the person you want to kill, take me there." ”"Don't be in a hurry for this first, you can follow Fiore and them to heaven first, there are still many crazy and perverted angels, clean up together to protect the earth."
Su Ming pointed to the door, and the two of them probed their brains at the door: "When you sit in the position of God here, we will move on to the next step." ”"Me?
Oh, God?
”The Holy Slayer frowned.Deathstroke faded his mask, put away the weapon in his hand and turned around: "That's right, this is your world after all, and you don't want it to become deserted without taking care of it, right?"
”"I thought you wanted to be a god, no, I thought you were another god or a demon king or something."
The Holy Killer looked out the door and said slowly, and the two angels kept nodding.They really thought that Deathstroke was another alien god, who looked exactly like a mortal, but who was powerful and omniscient Su Ming took the black leather whip on the wall and stuffed it into his bag, and walked out of the room, he took it from Harley's hand, and strode away in the frightened eyes of the onlookers: "I am not a person from this world after all, and I don't want to manage such a dark and crazy world, I am very satisfied with my human identity." ”"Even if there are many benefits to being a god?"
The Holy Slayer followed, his cowboy hat lowered on his head, his eyes shining.Deathstroke shook his head, he took out a bottle of wine and toasted, and answered the saint's question: "Don't say what it has, it depends on what I want, no matter how much I don't like it, it's useless to give me more things I don't like, faith is really poisonous, it's hard enough for me to keep myself from becoming a 'cold pale sun', and then a god on earth?"
Or exempt. ”Harley put her arms around him, her head resting on his shoulder, and she smiled and waved at the Holy Slayer, as if to drive away flies: "Go, go, our death knell says don't want it, what are you tempting?"
”The saint looked at her and did not speak again, but it could be seen that he seemed to be much more relaxed.Although Su Ming didn't even roll his eyes, he had already seen all the small movements and micro-expressions through the visual sharing of the strangulation.He can understand the concern of the killer saints, after all, he thinks that God took away his wife and children, and now everyone is killing Jesus, so if the wife and daughter are resurrected in the future, and there is a death knell on it, can the saints be relieved?
Inevitably, being held on to weakness is the most fearful thing for a person like him who has suffered a loss.The two sides only have a short-term contract for an assassination mission, and in the future, who can say for sure that only the Holy Killer himself becomes a god in this world can rest assured, and anyone else who sits in that position will be regarded as a thorn in his side and a potential threat.There is no need for Su Ming to get involved in such a big dung pit.There is nothing else in this world except for all kinds of perversions and psychosis, and all the stories seem absurd and hopeless.Do you really want to experience these emotions?
Going to the Warhammer universe to see the Empire's big-headed soldiers fighting the greenskins is more straightforward than that.Giving up the position of God to the Holy Killer is the best way to make friends, and the value of this world is not comparable to the value of the killer alone, which is something that can be seen by the orangutans.I shuddered when I was hugged, I don't know why, I feel like someone was talking to him just now?
The fat and thin angels have completely turned into the leading party, they have smuggled through heaven with the Holy Killer and the Death Knell, which does not look like it is imagined, with nothing to do with the white clouds and golden splendour, but more like an anti-stopian city, or a large production base of petrochemical industry.The Holy Slayer went to the high-ranking angels alone, and he was ready to kill them as a celebration, while Su Ming and the others had another goal, going to the department where Xiao Thin and Xiao Pang used to work.Heaven is full of cold metal stones, and the white light is shining everywhere, and those who have been hired by the previous God to oversee the performance of the angels are simply demons wearing human skins."
It's not that they don't have a heart, it's just a black heart."
Su Ming smiled and spoke, and at the same time pulled his arm out of the chest of a tall monster corpse, showing the heart the size of a basketball in his hand to Xiao Thin and Little Fat.The black liquid, like ink, fell to the ground dripping to the ground, emitting a strong smell of sulfur."
So we went down to fight with demons in the past, and after we came back with great difficulty, the result was that another demon would judge" The fat angel clenched his fists, his anger clearly hanging on his face.In front of several people, there were countless expressionless low-level angels, they looked numb and tired, but their eyes were not empty, just like when Su Ming first saw the fat and thin duo."
That's all in the past."
The thin man took his hand and comforted him, then looked at Deathbell: "You really don't want to rule us?"
You are noticeably more merciful and more like a good god than the Killer Saints. ”"Poof!"
Squirted all the wine in his mouth, the world is so crazy that even the death knell has become synonymous with kindness here!
Sure enough, it's dark day and night, and the angels don't know what multiverse-level darkness is, and the death knell doesn't see your use value, even if you're lucky, you still take the initiative to send it to the door, do you want to die?"
Instead, William could merge 'creation' to become the Messiah, and then become God through the concept of the 'Trinity.'"
Su Ming twisted off the two horns on the demon's head, and was about to find someone to knock on an ornament after returning to Marvel: "And I'm an outsider, I'm not sure if I'm recognized by the world or not, what if the fusion creation explodes?"
”"But I promised to bring you to the pinnacle of life, I haven't forgotten this, I'll tell William in a moment, let you be his right and right hand, help him control the remaining angels after the Great Purge of Heaven, by the way, I'll prepare you a new set of personalized uniforms."
As he spoke, Deathstroke took out two pieces of cardboard from his waist bag, one black and one white, and rolled them into two long cones and fastened them with a stapler, making two high hats.Dip your fingers in the blood of the demons at your feet, write 'Fortune at first sight' on the white hat, dip the devil's white brains, and write 'The world is peaceful' on the black hat.The white hat is for the little skinny, and the black hat is for the little fat."
Very good, a smiling face, tall and thin; One was full of mourning and was short and fat. ”Su Ming put his hat on the heads of the two angels and patted them on the shoulders seriously: "The Seraphs are too ugly, from today onwards you are black and white, come on, take care of you." ”The two angels wearing top hats were very moved, as if they saw hope and dawn, and also saw a bright future."
Thank you!"
They shouted in unison, it was really tacit.