"You just came here, and you don't know how you got here, so you shouldn't have come here, just like we were the only ones who should have come here, right?"
While Batman and Deadpool were busy on their own, Deathstroke was walking with the Pathfinder, followed by the upright walking spider cat, but these monk-like nonsense were not meant for him.
The audience was naturally the pathfinder with a painful expression on the side. He seemed to regret that he had agreed to take this strange copycat spider with him.
Even though he hadn't gone very far and the long and narrow tomb passage still had no end in sight, this stranger had already said hundreds of nonsense words in his ears, which made him feel like his head was going to explode.
But doesn’t Su Ming himself know this? Of course he knows, but now that he is playing Spider-Man, he must have such a talkative spirit.
Spider-Man who cannot speak is unqualified and will not live long. Since everyone has turned into a copycat spider in pursuit of excitement, then follow through to the end.
The cat walking silently next to him raised his head and glanced at him, especially the raised corners of Deathstroke's mouth. It suddenly felt that the man next to him was so naughty. Where did he get so many naughty things to say?
It's so confusing and verbose that it almost drives people crazy. Are all Spider-Man's enemies so unlucky?
Anyway, A Thousand Cats Dream felt that he couldn't learn this performance method, because most cats are aloof, and this nonsense behavior is too different from its habits.
But this does not prevent it from enjoying it. It is mainly interesting to see the pained expression of the pathfinder.
"Well, probably so." Pathfinder rubbed his temples and began to stumble while walking: "It's like you said, our brains seem to be controlled by something, and there are a lot more things we shouldn't know.
knowledge, but only by finding the Star Sword can we know what is going on."
"Yeah, you're right. Seeing is believing is the most stable way to obtain information. Although it may not be correct, it doesn't matter. I will help you keep an eye on it. You can rest assured."
The copycat spider played by Deathstroke nodded repeatedly, and the size of the eyepiece on his red hood kept changing:
"But I heard that the origin of the Star Sword is also unknown. Most weapons are made by people, but it doesn't seem to be. But just like people are born from people, monsters are born from monsters, it is a weapon
The sword is not a shemale, so who gave birth to it? By the way, Pathfinder, what is your mother’s surname?”
"Ah! I can't stand it anymore!"
The screams of a man came from among the followers behind them. He suddenly hit the wall of the tomb passage as if he was crazy and fainted.
Even so, he still had a relieved smile on his face, as if he had gone to heaven.
The other people hurried to rescue this mentally fragile person. Even if they could still withstand the nonsense that kept pouring into their ears for the time being, the expressions on their faces were all sad, and they obviously didn't feel that they were still alive.
How long can it last?
Maybe only princes have such strong willpower? They can continue chatting with the mysterious nonsense person. Thinking of this, the eyes of the followers turned to admiration again.
But they only saw the prince's back. In fact, the pathfinder also wore a mask of pain. He just concealed it slightly better.
Especially when this copycat spider mentioned his dead parents, it made him particularly painful. It felt like someone was pointing at his nose and saying that he was an orphan.
Yes, he is just like a sword, he has no parents.
It hurts, it hurts too much. This copycat spider doesn't seem to have any malicious intent. At least it's much friendlier than the cat next to it, but why does his speech always feel like it's stinging?
"Well, our kingdom is gone, and the family name has no meaning anymore. You should call me Pathfinder." The blond prince replied with difficulty, and his pace quickened again. He seemed to want a relief.
"Okay, let's change the topic, Pig, Pig and Cat, you come and talk to him." Su Ming didn't want to drive the pathfinder crazy, so he took the initiative to change positions with the cat, so that it walked in the center of the three of them.
At this point, the prince could be seen visibly relieved.
However, the dream of a thousand cats is actually worse. After all, Deathstroke, as a human, still has sympathy for the "people" he recognizes, but cats do not have much respect for life. This is caused by living in a dream.
inevitable consequences.
Everything in dreams is illusory, and the same goes for life and death. Sometimes dreams can be reality, and reality can also be dreams. This boundary is so blurred that it is too lazy to distinguish.
"Meow, prince, you said you wanted to find the Sword of the Stars to take revenge. Have you ever thought of other ways to take revenge?" It raised another topic, its tail raised high, and it looked like it was in a good mood.
"Is there any other way?" The prince smiled bitterly and cast his eyes on the dark road ahead: "I don't know if anyone can help me, but I know that I can't miss any opportunity. This is my opportunity."
"How about you get some money and hire a professional mercenary group in the universe to solve the problem?" Cat looked at the prince and saw that he was not the kind of person who knew how to fight: "You are too thin. I have never seen you before."
There are such powerless human beings, except for those who take drugs."
"I'm not a human, I just heard about it." The prince shook his head. He also knew that his conditions were not good. After all, he had been living in a quiet and peaceful country, and there was no need to fight: "I may be a little thinner, but I
And with loyal friends, we will definitely succeed."
After saying that, he turned his head and glanced behind him, but the other six people were carrying the guy who had hit the wall and fell unconscious before silently following him. The temporary shield assembled with the tip of a knife and a shield occupied their hands, making it impossible for them to applaud the prince.
"Okay, then have you noticed that after we have walked for so long, this road still has no end? Are there any other factors?"
The cat showed a devilish smile, and its eyes suddenly opened wide:
"For example, if you want to pass the test, you have to kill everyone who is traveling with you, otherwise you will never be able to get out of here. You know that, right? This place is called the 'rest house'. How can we do it if no one can rest?"
The prince who had always wanted the Star Sword to use it for revenge was hesitant now. He stopped and said firmly as if he had suddenly awakened:
"No, if that's the case, I'd better quit. Maybe as you said, I should consider other ways of revenge."
"Meow, it seems that someone's brainwashing and hypnosis on you was not thorough enough. It's strange that you still retain your humanity." The evil cat closed its eyes again, and it seemed to be thinking.