"Speaking of which, this place is really a barren land." Su Ming grabbed the cat on the ground, carried it for a few steps, and kicked the white ground with his feet: "There is no hair at all, where is this place?"
"I told you before, the Dream of a Thousand Deaths is the dream of the dead, and they are people who have no dreams."
The kitten seemed a little confused about how to explain it. It felt somewhat at a loss for words and scratched its head with its paws:
"But Prolaya just created such a dream, and it became both present and non-existent, so there was nothing in it, just a blank space, like a blank sheet of paper."
"understood."
In fact, there is no need to explain it to this extent. Su Ming originally had a similar conjecture, because many previous details and clues pointed to such a result.
The lost "Book of Destiny", the disappeared heads of the zombies, and the jars that were forcibly abducted from the Hall of Justice.
If Su Ming could not guess that the enemy planned to use methods involving mind control, then he would have been in vain, not to mention that the Book of Destiny was originally a type of wordless heavenly book.
Proraya created a dream of a thousand deaths out of thin air, which was creative, but not much, and it was not an unsolvable prison.
"Is there any way you can get us out?" Su Ming first asked the cat in his arms. It seemed to be less nervous and was now licking the pads on its paws with its long pink tongue.
"Meow? I thought you had a way to get us out."
The confused cat was a little dumbfounded. The reason it wasn't nervous was actually because it wasn't nervous when it saw the death knell, so now it's a little panicked:
"Don't scare me, meow. If you have any idea, use it as soon as possible. Otherwise, if mother compromises with Proraya and exchanges us two hostages, then the result will be in vain, meow."
"There are many ways." Su Ming smoothed its fur and said that he was just asking casually: "I just don't want to consume too much physical strength and energy, and I will be waiting to go out to kill Prolaya later, so of course I can't do it myself.
The best thing is to ask if there is anything you can do."
"There's no other way. If you want to scare me, you'd better do it. Yes, how about using your quantum concept to teleport us out? I've seen the teleportation of Dr. Manhattan's blue man."
The cat suggested this.
"I thought most people would forget that Dr. Manhattan existed." Su Ming thought for a while and realized that was indeed a solution, but it was prone to hair loss, so he still shook his head: "In this case, I'd better choose to shake people."
"Shake people? Who can appear here?"
The kitten is puzzled.
Deathstroke smiled slightly, pulled out a crooked black hair from the gap between his armor and belt behind him, and shook it at the cat.
"When I came out of the House of Mystery, I stole Constantine's hair."
"Meow!" Qian Mao Zhi's fur exploded, and the cat's face was full of disgust: "It's so disgusting, tell me, this is not the kind of fur I thought, is it? You actually collect this kind of fur?
Toy hobby? Too dark!”
Apparently, it misunderstood and thought it was the curly hair on a certain part of Zhakang's body. Thinking of Constantine's hygiene habits that were worse than those of the devil, it felt like it was about to break out in hives.
"It's not what you think. You, a cat, know a lot about weird things." Su Ming pinched the black hair and sat down, putting the cat on his lap in a funny way: "Do cats especially like to peek?"
"No, it's because humans don't avoid cats at all when they are breeding. As you know, cats like to stare at things that move regularly."
Thousand Cats Dream replied, in fact, it was staring at the black hair that was constantly waving in Deathstroke's hand, and subconsciously stretched out its claws, as if it wanted to grab a handful.
Regardless of whether it's a cat-teasing stick or a dog's tail grass, cats just can't see anything swinging rhythmically in front of them.
"Okay, this is actually a feather of Lucifer. We also relied on it to know that he was in the Garden of Destiny." Su Ming put the black hair in front of Mimi and patted its butt: "
On the other hand, as long as I hold it, Lucifer will also know where I am, and this is a tool for contact."
"I see, Lucifer's feathers, I feel much better now." Seeing that the black fur no longer shook, the cat was relieved. It also understood Deathstroke's plan: "So how to activate it?"
"Of course it uses the resonance of
Pass the law and let it trigger the resonance of the feathers."
With that said, Su Ming asked Hangsha to take off his gauntlet, and at the same time, he peeled off the skin and flesh on one of his hands, and he began to snap his fingers rhythmically with his hand bones.
It can be said that it was very fast. Before the little song was finished, a popping sound came from the space next to a person and a cat, followed by the smell of burning paper.
At this time, Su Ming was even more certain that he and Maomao were originally on a blank plane, just like the characters painted on the paper. It was this external force that introduced the concept of three dimensions and destroyed the original plane structure of the paper.
The three-dimensional concept returned, and the two of them also restored their existence.
I saw a sword tip burning with golden flames appearing out of thin air in the blank space on the side. As the blade slid, the cracks in the white world became wider and wider, until a beauty with blond hair and golden wings emerged from the other end.
Came over.
The beautiful woman is naturally Lucifer, but now her beautiful face is filled with an expression called "crumbs". He looked at the death knell with a half-smile and said:
"Do you miss me? To express your feelings for the feathers I lost before, why don't you give me a hug?"
"Here." Su Ming handed the cat to Lucifer, stood up and moved his arms: "It came quite quickly. I was still worried about whether you could understand my code."
"Haha, are you looking down on me? I am Lucifer Morningstar!"
Lucifer held the cat by the scruff of the neck in disgust and put it aside. He loved humans, not all animals:
"Constantine told me that when you left the House of Mystery, you let the strangulating tentacles sneak into the basement and steal this feather. I guessed that you must regard me as your last resort. I am always ready.
Coming to save you."
"John is indeed smart, but I have known for a long time that stealing things from his magic circle will inevitably be discovered." Su Ming patted Lucifer's arm and looked at the burned hole. It was pitch black outside.
's: "So his behavior is still within my expectations."
"Yeah, I think it makes you look sexier too."
Lucifer, who suddenly approached, took a deep sniff of Deathstroke's scent, and then licked his lips, but he did not make any excessive demands, he just turned around and made an invitation gesture:
"Come on, let's kill Prolaya. This is the best outcome for everyone. Damn, this trouble is also the arrangement of my damn father. It's really unpleasant."