Chapter 2795 (1/2)

The earth 12's brother's eye caused the intellectual crisis, so it was removed. With the retirement of the old bat, there is no intelligent program in the justice hall, let alone the ubiquitous camera.

Because of the special material of the wall, Superman's perspective eye doesn't work here, which was specially required by the old Batman.

”I'll open the door.”

Da Dai stood up. She frowned to see who was so impolite and made such a fuss when receiving foreign guests.

Maybe it's a fire storm. That guy is still hairy.

”Wait, don't go there.” Su Ming stood up to stop her, and drew out his weapon: ”the door is not a living person, you see.”

He raised his hand to show the black light ring, which was emitting a faint black light.

This is an automatic warning given by the ring when there is an undead living nearby, even if the undead is not a threat to the ring bearer. But Dengjie is like a clumsy procedure. It only acts according to established rules.

”You're still a ring holder.” Dai stopped a little surprised: ”the last time I went to help you fight against babatos, you were very ordinary at that time.”

”I'm still a normal person.” Su Ming smiles and shakes his head. He holds a golden machete in his hand and goes to the door: ”I just know a little more.”

The silver gate reflects the unique light of metal. This kind of alloy was moved by Superman from Andromeda to build the justice hall. It is lighter and more beautiful than superman gold, and can also shield the perspective.

But the degree of firmness is obviously not enough. At this time, under the violent impact outside the door, the door leaf and door frame have a slight tremor.

Su Ming stood by the door and pressed the button to open the door. A fist with evil wind hammered his face.

”Naughty.”

His attack came first, because it is well known that the leg is longer than the arm. When the opponent punched, he raised his leg and kicked the corpse out of the door with one foot.

The monster was inlaid on the wall opposite the corridor as if a picture had been hung. A large amount of black liquid flowed down the wall from behind its body like a waterfall.

This should be a superhero. The uniform is a little strange. I can't see who it is.

But it can be seen that his face has been completely rotten. In the impact just now, both eyeballs were thrown out of the orbit, and now only the optic nerve is like silk thread, pulling these two rotten balls without landing.

”Hang him, hold him down.” Su Ming glanced at the corpse, turned to the conference room and asked, ”do you have zombie man or similar immortal superheroes on earth? If not, I'll do it? ”

”Let me go! Brain! I want your brain The zombie was still talking, even drooling.

Superman appeared behind the death knell. He looked at the figure struggling against the wall by countless black tentacles. The muscles on his face twitched and struggled to squeeze a few words from his teeth

”This is wildfire, or it used to be...”

”Oh, you can say no.” Su Ming interrupted Clark's memory, and let the strangulation bite the head of the zombie, leaving the headless body on the ground: ”just thinking about what happened when he was alive will only affect your next judgment. What you need now is reason, not anger.”

Superman is silent. He knows that the death knell of the parallel world is right.

But even if you know it, you can't control your feelings.