In the void, there is no concept of space and time. Su Ming can only judge subjectively from his own perspective.
About thirty seconds later, he eliminated the group of monsters in front of him. Although some of them were the result of brainless monsters killing each other, the result was that they were all dead and the mercenary himself was unscathed.
"What are you?"
He put away his lightsaber and walked towards the spatial singularity where his trophies were stored. At the same time, he asked the only survivor on the battlefield, a man with a mustache who looked a little fat and dressed like a gentleman.
Of course, to be able to appear in the void, he must not be an ordinary human being. Strangler also said that there was no trace of human smell on his body.
He just looks like a human and dresses like a human, that's all.
However, this chubby thing was quite smart. When many monsters attacked Deathstroke, he did not participate, but hid. He floated out only after the battle was over, with his head lowered and bowed in submission.
"My name is Tias Kasridis. If you ask me what it is, I can't tell you right now. I can only say."
When the little fat man said this, he smiled bitterly, took off the top hat on his head, smoothed the few remaining hairs with his fingers, and then continued:
"It can only be said that not long ago, I was a human being and a sorcerer."
"Oh? That's it, then." Su Ming activated the quantum concept, reached into the 'point', and took out a small transparent cube, like a piece of glass: "You were deceived and abducted by Merlin before.
One of the sorcerers who left?"
Yes, when talking about the mysteriously missing human sorcerer, Su Ming's first reaction was this.
Merlin has a high reputation in the magical world, and he used his origin as bait to deceive many people.
Originally, Su Ming thought that Merlin and the real Darkseid were on the same team, but after killing Uncle Daxe, he discovered that was not the case.
Later, I met some of the sorcerers in the Blank Space, but by that time they had been brainwashed and were hanging out with Thanos's traitors, so those people were evaporated by the Mad Titan.
So Su Ming thought that was all, but he didn't expect to meet a survivor here today. The most important thing is that the survivor obviously still knows him.
He didn't say it, but it could be seen from his eyes that the other party's eyes were full of fear, which was the emotion brought about by knowing the Deathstroke record.
"As expected of you, you are so accurate." The little fat man originally looked at least in his fifties, but now he showed a depressed expression with more wrinkles on his face: "I am one of those fools, and it looks like
, or the one with the best luck."
"Hey, isn't this quite smart?"
Su Ming found it funny and checked the cube prison in his hand. This was equivalent to physically receiving an alternative multiverse and letting him swallow it temporarily for safekeeping:
"You are probably the last survivor. You are really lucky. Everyone else died miserably. But why did you come into the void? And what happened to your body? It was transformed into a non-human body.
Human things?”
"I can't pass through the Sky Blood Layer. I can't go home, so I'm trapped in the void. I can only hide here and there for these days."
The fat man watched Deathstroke take away the thing. He swallowed a little longingly, but in the end he succumbed to the difference in strength and could only pretend that he didn't see anything, and then complained:
"My current situation is quite complicated. If the human aura had not been completely eliminated, I would have been torn to pieces by these crazy void monsters. They are particularly eager for anything with a little bit of heat."
There is no concept of temperature in nothingness, but if a creature enters here, its body temperature will appear like a beacon, like a beacon glowing in the dark, like the fish's favorite bait.
"I understand, you want to negotiate terms with me." Su Ming smiled. He reached out to hook the fat man's shoulders and patted him on the back of the head: "You want me to take you back to Multiverse 1. This question doesn't matter.
After all, with your strength, there is no threat, but what can you give?"
After hearing this, Tias was a little happy, his face seemed to turn a little red, and he simply told his bargaining chip:
"Master Deathstroke, you may also know that Merlin deceived us into leaving the multiverse, using the excuse that he can help us see the origin, experience the true mysteries of the universe, explore the truth of magical energy, and realize the ultimate wish of the omnipotent sorcerer.
"
"Well, I probably know a little, but Merlin was killed by me. The old man had a good mind, but his fists were not big enough. After all, times have changed. If it was during the Camelot period, he might be the strongest spellcaster, but in modern times
hehe."
Speaking of which, Merlin also died in the New Year's Sword Skill. His experience in those backward times harmed him.
This void was not a particularly suitable place for talking, so Su Ming simply took him to the luminous sea, which is the area where emotional energy gathers.
Because there are traces and auras left over from the activities of the lamp beasts, ordinary void monsters will not come here. After all, there is no justice in buying and selling. Even if he doesn't like the fat man's trading conditions, Su Ming has given him a better one.
This is a place where benevolence and righteousness are exhausted.
It's like seeing a beggar on the roadside and someone walks up to him and gives him a hundred dollars, but he may be called a fool behind his back; but if you just help the beggar find a better place to beg, tell him that he can get some money here.
If you get more money, it will be safer and you will not be caught by the anti-fraud police, and you will most likely receive real gratitude.
Regardless of whether the fat man is a liar or not, it is safer to deal with it this way and it can be considered a good thing.
Looking at the huge luminous sea in front of him, which seemed like a rainbow turning into soup, Tias seemed worried that Deathstroke would fill him up in the next second. After all, it was one of the classic techniques used by mercenaries to torture prisoners.
So without any more hesitation, he revealed his trump card:
"I have really seen the origin. I am very sure that I can use the information about the origin in exchange for Deathstroke's help."
Hearing his words, Su Ming didn't feel any joy. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and looked into the fat man's eyes, as if to see clearly what color his soul was.
How should I put it, he felt the smell of ‘arrangement’ or ‘deliberateness’.
I was thinking about the recorder and the conceptual entities of the Origin Lineage. A few hours later, I went out to pick up the things I had temporarily stored. As a result, there was an extra information gift package next to this thing?
What a coincidence, what a coincidence. According to Su Ming's experience as a mercenary, there is no such coincidence in this world. There must be something fishy behind it.
It would be nice if Bobo was here, and I could ask the orangutan what he thinks, and he should be able to pick up on this idea.