Justice League, Watchtower.

If a person wants to look down at the earth from outer space, the watchtower is definitely the best observation point. Eric sat bored by the glass in the control room and looked down at the blue planet, wondering what he was thinking about.

With a slight sound of "huh", the red afterimage appeared behind him in an instant. The Flash held two cups of fragrant coffee in his hand and asked, "Can you have a cup?"

Eric took a cup and said, "Thank you."

The Flash also sat next to him: "Actually it's my turn to be on duty tonight, so you don't need to stay here."

"I know." Eric took a sip of coffee and said lightly, "I just... can't sleep."

"Are you not used to sleeping on the watchtower?"

Eric shook his head: "No, the environment here is very comfortable, the room is better than my own home. I just can't fall asleep."

The two sat quietly for a while, and the Flash suddenly asked again: "I heard that Diana has asked for leave?"

"Well, it seems like I've gone back to Paradise Island."

"She really needs a break. I remember she hasn't seemed to have had a day off since the establishment of the league." The Flash said.

"She is an excellent warrior."

"But it's not all." The Flash showed a weird smile, "Did you hear that? Diana tried to ask Batman out?"

Eric raised his eyebrows and raised a little interest: "There is something else?"

"yes."

"What do you say about Batman?"

The Flash couldn't help laughing: "I heard that the bat gave her three reasons in a straightforward way, saying that dating between colleagues affects work and other things..."

Eric couldn't help laughing, he could almost imagine Batman when he said that.

When Cao Cao arrived, the teleportation device of the watchtower accidentally started running. A prompt sound of "Verification passed, Batman" came from the console, and Batman's figure immediately appeared in the hall.

The Flash hurriedly put away his smile and turned his eyes to the window to pretend to look at the scenery.

"Diana's positioning has left Paradise Island." Batman walked slowly and spoke.

"But didn't she just ask for leave?" asked the Flash, "Did she go back and have a fight with her mom?"

"I don't know." Batman said lightly, walking to the console to operate for a moment. A map was immediately spread out on the screen, and the red dot representing the location of Wonder Woman appeared in the middle of the map.

Batman continued: "She is now in New York City and her gut tells me that she might be in trouble."

"It sounds very caring." Eric smiled.

Batman glanced at him and said lightly: "It's just a bit cautious."

He turned around and walked towards the teleportation device, saying without looking back: "I have something to do in Gotham tonight. If anyone of you has time, go and check it out and make sure everything is normal."

After saying that, he had activated the teleportation device and his figure quickly disappeared into a ray of light.

"Okay...right, so he left that sentence and left." The Flash looked at Eric, "Then we...?"

"You should continue on duty here." Eric stood up, "I'll go and have a look. I can't sleep. Go out for a little activity."

Elsewhere, on an island that is unknown.

Golden light splashed down from the dome, white seabirds swept along the golden beach low, and the sea breeze rippled on the blue water surface.

This was a very pleasant natural scene. If you could spend a few days off here and relax, it would be a very pleasant pleasure. Although Sred Wilson thought so in his heart, unfortunately, things in the world are often not as good as others wish, especially those who live like him, the death knives--living blood like a guy who lives with blood.

At this moment, he was like a sports car with a brake failure rolling down from the high hillside, with flying dust behind him. The moment he fell heavily at the foot of the mountain, almost like a mourning sound was made everywhere, and pain surrounded his whole body. Thanks to the death knives that strengthened his physique, if it were an ordinary person who would have died after falling.

A burning thing was thrown high from mid-air, dragging a flame to the ground, and inserted into the ground not far from the death knell. It turned out to be a golden sword, with a unique shape, and was wrapped in a golden flame. It was obviously a weapon, but it had a terrible aura that made people feel terrified when they were just facing it, as if they were boarding a god.

"Hey~! Come on!"

Not far away, Deadpool shook a flag from somewhere in his hand and shouted to cheer him, as if he was serving as a cheerleader in Death Knook. Death Knook just glanced at him and said viciously: "Shut up."

He stood up with difficulty, stretched out his trembling hand and pinched the hilt of the magic sword that was inserted into the ground.

"Damn it," he murmured, "I don't believe in this evil yet. How difficult can a broken sword be to deal with?"

A short, bald old man with round lenses spoke: "It is really difficult to master a weapon that changes weight and form at any time. I didn't think any mortal could master this weapon. But your introducer guaranteed that you can, so I'm willing to give you a chance to give it a try. And if you fail..."

"...The end will be wiped out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two huge afterimages had already rushed out of the jungle behind Death Knives. They were two human-shaped beasts more than four meters high and covered in armor. They had ferocious fangs and held iron-colored hammers full of spikes in their hands, and rushed towards Death Knives with a terrifying roar!

The golden sword in Death Knell's hand was still stuck in the ground, and it seemed to be about to be smashed into meat sauce by a hammer. Deadpool exclaimed in fuss, covering her eyes and making her unable to bear to look at her.

However, the next moment, a golden light suddenly appeared! The golden sword suddenly pulled out from the ground, dragging a dazzling arc in Death Knell's hand straight forward. No one saw clearly what was going on. There were only two sword lights flashing in the field, and the two giant beasts were split into two at the same time, almost in no particular order!

Seeing the two giant beasts turning into four blood clots and landing on the ground, the short and fat old guy grinned and said, "It seems that I've finally found the wrong person."

Death Killing raised the golden sword high, and the golden light wrapped around the sword suddenly spread to his whole body, making him look as majestic as a god descending to earth.

"I did what you said, Hephaestus." Death Bell glared at the squat old man and said coldly, "Now, tell me the mission."

"Since you have mastered the God-killing Blade, you must have guessed what I need you to do." The old man named Hephaestus said, "That's right, Slade, this time your mission... is to kill a real god."
Chapter completed!