Chapter 3082

In fact, the spacecraft that has become ruins is not good-looking. Most of the internal corridors are damaged and covered with flesh and blood fascia. The tentacles wriggle at the broken parts of steel, and their mouths keep laughing or meaningless nonsense.

The self-contained stereo surround sound system alone is enough to drive people with weak will crazy.

Dum and Su Ming were not affected. They strolled through the flesh and blood, calmly looking for maville's former bedroom.

There are no footprints on the flesh and blood carpet on the ground, but it doesn't matter. Hanging can smell the smell left by Luther, the mixed smell of Martians and Earthlings, and a little high-grade Cologne.

Batman doesn't have any smell. He doesn't even look like a creature; Superman has no taste, but he always gives people a warm taste, like the smell of sunshine.

But Luther is different. Luther not only likes to smoke cigars, but also waxes the bald head. He perfume his body and takes care of himself seriously. He is more like a human.

Although the surrounding odor environment is also quite complex, it is extraordinarily pure after removing the smell of blood and thick juice.

In this way, they soon arrived at the bedroom with the door open, where they saw the golden bathtub full of plasma and several luxurious mirrors.

Dum knew what the bell was looking for, a list or similar communication records. He went to work without reminding.

Wearing infinite gloves, Su Ming walked in front of a mirror and stared at the world in the mirror like looking at a calm stagnant pond.

In the mirror was a skeleton in a purple robe. Although there was no flesh and blood, the open jaw seemed to scream. It could be seen that she might have suffered great pain before she died.

As the death knell approached the mirror, the image gradually faded, obscured by the armor color outside the mirror, leaving only a faint outline.

"Oh, marvel is abnormal enough to seal these dead bodies in the pocket space behind the mirror, just to play with their shadows every day and prove that life is better than death?"

Just seeing this scene, Su Ming realized that it was a psychological hint. Lord Marvel would feel the hint of pleasure every time he looked at the mirror.

However, he hated and feared "death" in the past, but now he won't. Su Ming modified his soul and left him only Paramecium level in IQ. He will never fear or rejoice again.

"No electronics found." With the help of the micro robot, dum searched the interior of the room and said without looking back: "dum will search for paper materials and traces of magical energy next. It will take a little time."

"There is plenty of time."

Su Ming nodded and reached out to touch the mirror. His palm went deep into it unimpeded, like entering ice water:

"The ancients are having fun with Wade. The universe is very safe now."

"That's stable pocket space magic. You can go in and have a look." Even without looking back, dum knew what the knell was doing, and the micro robot network also provided him with a panoramic view: "the concept of the dead body has been erased, but it may be used as spell casting material."

This is the truth. In voodoo, the claws of dead monkeys are often used as materials. Witch doctors think it can catch the trace of soul. If it is replaced by dead skeleton hands, the effect should be better.

Dr. doom is different from a conventional mage. He has no awe of any demon God or conceptual avatar. He is more like a scientist, just using the phenomena in the world of 'magic'.

The knell behind the mask sighed. He didn't mean to go in. He just hanged his tentacles and fished out the dead body inside:

"When the casting materials are gone, I'm the death knell and Wade is the death attendant. We all have a connection with our respective deaths. I'd better sell these bodies to another death."

Logically speaking, if the conceptual embodiment is killed, there should be no body. I don't know how the cancerous universe operates, but these bodies are left. Maybe they have some value. In short, take them first.

"Is it because your names have words related to death?" Dum smiled, his fingers pinched out the Dharma seal, and the energy in the armor automatically began to help him cast spells, and read all the paper materials at the same time.

There are many materials here that have not been touched for a long time, and the mold on them even has tentacles.

Put the bones into his pocket, and Su Ming went to pick up the second wreckage. He shook his head: "more than that, Victor, if you want to revive your mother, taking the road of death is the simplest choice. Countless hell lords control the flow of souls, but the final end of the process is still in her."

"... dum knows, Slade, don't forget what you promised." Dr. destruction's hand paused, and he took a breath: "the sooner the better."

"Did you see anything? From your time machine. "

The death knell wrapped the second dead body, wrapped the dead bones in a cloak, and said the inversion sentence specially used by the master.

"The big event is getting closer and closer. At the end of time, parallel universes collide and merge." Dum found a piece of parchment. He took it in his hand and focused on the content: "we are on the ship, but it is not safe in the subsidiary dimension like hell. What dum wants is his own mother, not the mother who receives the same body in the different world in the future chaos."

"I'll help you, just as you helped me." Su Ming nodded. After thinking a little, he went to pick up the third wreckage: "it seems that in addition to the secret guest, I have to find some help from the next door. A most suitable bitch has been a little busy recently, but I also know a female hell detective... She charges, not in cash. She needs hard currency, or all converted into tobacco and wine."

"Dum doesn't know what's wrong with the person you're talking about, but property is not a problem." The doctor took the parchment and went to the death knell. He showed the words on it in front of the mercenary: "is this what you're looking for? He did as you expected. "

Holding the corpse, Su Ming glanced at the sheepskin roll, took off his face armor and smiled: "that's right. Can your search magic still work?"

"Yes, Shuma grash's separation is in this universe, and dum can use blood magic as much as he can." Dr. doom stopped talking about his mother. Although he was in an urgent mood, he also knew that the matter in front of him was not over.

"That's OK. Wait a minute. I want to recycle these 'dead' bodies, and then take away these mirrors. I want to take away the food trough with red paste over there. Do you have anything you like?"

The supreme mage, who once again put away a wreckage, looked inside the room. Luther and the Deacon didn't seem to take too many things, but there were fewer books related to knowledge, which may have been taken by Luther.

But the problem is not big. Bald head should be more like preventing something. After he suffered the loss of pepertua, he should have understood that there has never been a savior, and human beings can only rely on themselves.

"What do you want this dirty bathtub for?" Dr. doom picked up his arm and said there was nothing he could see here.

The knell shrugged and naturally replied, "didn't you eavesdrop on what I said to mieba before? Wade is getting married. My cousin always has to give him something, doesn't he? Although this trough is dirty and smelly, it's made of pure gold at least. I'll find a place to wash it with water later. I'm sure it can still be used... "

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