Although they all thought they would hear the howl of some beast, the cry of a monster before its death, or the fart sound of a patient with rectal cancer, in fact, not only did the death knell really play the suona, but it also played it very well.
Although the horn in my hand is the Judgment Day horn, it is simpler than the suona, because there are no finger holes to press on it, and the tune can be adjusted just by the strength of the breath.
After all, Deathstroke is also a master of martial arts, and his ability to control his own breath is unmatched by ordinary people. Even if he doesn't use any superpowers, isn't it easy to play a musical instrument?
"Huh? It actually works." Deadpool rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that his cousin still had art bacteria.
The cat on the side was a little surprised at first, but now it figured it out, and its tail shook:
"Okay, Deathstroke is an unexpected man. It makes sense that he can play musical instruments. Let's get down to business. Gabriel, are you sure this horn really won't be able to be blown before today?"
"Yes. Dream, when I was still in heaven, I would try it almost every day, and I never blew it once." The long-haired man with a beard pointed at his chest, with a more surprised expression on his face.
: "I think my lung capacity is okay, but it doesn't seem to be about airflow, it's just about"
"It's just about timing, right?"
The cat's eyes narrowed again, but it squatted on the sofa and played with the springs and did not continue talking.
"Yes, it seems that today is the Day of Judgment." Gabriel took over its words, and there was a sense of relief in his tone: "So, Elaine is actually right?"
When he heard what he said, the cat immediately lay down and rolled his eyes covertly:
"Why did you fall into the dualism of who is right and who is wrong again? Forget it, I'm going to be so stupid by you, let's put it bluntly, you don't have to worry about anything today. We will see who wins tomorrow.
No matter who you hang out with, nothing will happen."
Old man God and young girl God, who is good and who is bad, who is right and who is wrong?
This is not important at all, because two days cannot be in the same sky, and there cannot be two gods in the world. Only one can live between them, so in the end only the winner is king.
Anyway, if A Thousand Cats Dream were to choose, these would not be a problem at all. Gabriel seems to lack the biological instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. This is probably the most unhuman thing about him.
It's obvious, Gabriel's identity is here, if Elaine wins, she will still call him uncle in the future.
What will the old man get if he wins? A permanent job?
What else is there to think about? Could it be that if you showed the old man the door, you would notice Stockholm Syndrome? Then why not find a job in an intermediary sales agency? Why not just work as a security guard?
Thinking of this, the cat sighed. The seven angels each have their own faults. Lucifer is arrogant, Michael is rigid, Gabriel is naive, Sariel is paranoid, etc. These are all natures that cannot be changed.
Just when it was thinking about these things, the death knell that was playing the tune suddenly stopped. He raised his head and looked at the somewhat peeling ceiling of the old house, as if he saw something there.
"Someone responded to me, ha, but it was not Lucifer, but Michael. It seems that he still prefers art."
Seeing the confused look in the cat's eyes, Su Ming gave an answer. Although the cat may not be able to see there, his own quantum did 'see' a fleeting light, and the darkness also felt the aura of that person.
.
Even though it was only for a moment, it was enough to lock the position. This horn was quite effective.
Michael is also the only person whom God recognizes as "this kind of me". Speaking of which, it is rare for him to stand by Elaine's side this time.
One party is his father and the other party is his daughter. This decision should be quite difficult, right?
"Cousin, you really know how to play the suona, and the other party actually heard it. This is like a heifer entering the entertainment industry - so awesome!" Deadpool reached out to take the horn in Deathstroke's hand,
Probably want to try it too.
However, Su Ming decisively refused. If the trumpet was blown by Deadpool, he might not be able to broadcast in the future.
"We're leaving, Gabriel. I'll take this horn first and bring it back to you when I'm done with it." Su Ming said to the owner of the house, but in fact he had no intention of asking for advice because the horn had already been stuffed inside.
It's in the pocket.
"Of course. The city is in chaos right now. I probably won't be able to go to work these days." Gabriel agreed. He seemed to have let go of something and sat back on the sofa. It seemed like he was really
The plan was to lie down.
After leaving the dilapidated second floor and walking on the empty street, the cat still squatted in its old position. It rubbed the side of its belly against Deathstroke's face and asked:
"Where is the location? It can't really be a dream, right?"
Don't let it be a dream. If the battlefield is really in a dream, then it would be too embarrassing for me, the Sandman, to know nothing.
Although the dreams of devils and angels are not under your control, we are all Sandman, and we are all one. If you are kept in the dark, it will be even more embarrassing.
"No, and fortunately not." Su Ming, who was amused when he saw the cat's pitiful expression, shook his head. He took out the Code of Origins, sprayed out paint with his finger, and wrote some words on it in a quick and easy way: "
After the Origin Wall was broken, the Marvel Universe and the DC Universe began to get closer, did you know this?"
This was a secret, but many people knew about it. Su Ming did not deliberately hide it from anyone, because the people who should pay attention to him had already paid attention to his coming and going.
"I know, isn't the transportation hub between the two the same as your ghost universe?" Cat nodded, his beard trembled a few times, and he had a guess in his mind.
The two systems are constantly getting closer. To be precise, the 40K Multiverse and the Multiverse 1 are getting closer to each other. Deathstroke has placed the ghost universe in the middle of the two worlds, acting as a barrier and transportation hub, just like between the two storage systems.
A channel was built in the middle of the pool.
Useful, at least since then, the two universes that are close to each other have stopped.
"It's just as you think. In the past, I thought that passage was the only one. Oh, no, there was also the cafe route used by Batman. But I didn't expect that someone had created a third passage. The battlefield was there.
."
Su Ming sighed, this was something that the information from his previous life did not have. The changes he caused would naturally have corresponding consequences.
The world is not always the same. This is something we have known for a long time. In fact, it is not surprising.
"So? Michael and God's Feet are located at the junction of the two universes? Even you don't know about it?" The cat was curious. There is a secret passage that even Deathstroke doesn't know about. It sounds very interesting.
"It's not that I don't know, I have thought about it, but I ruled it out because in my memory, it was destroyed a long time ago."
The Supreme Mage touched the cat's head and wanted to explain the matter clearly to everyone before setting off to do things.