"I'll handle the negotiation later, you just need to watch."
Odin's stride was large; though this old man showed signs of age, he was still robust and tall. He told Su Ming this while on the Rainbow Bridge.
"How much have they seen?"
Su Ming was only concerned about this issue. If the God of Gods saw everything, then why bother with deceit? It would be better to think of a way to restart the Cosmos.
Odin turned his head, letting his beard flutter in the wind.
"That's the problem. I don't know how much they've seen."
"Great, then you should let me speak. We mages always have a more nimble mind."
Su Ming protested against Odin's arrangement, as it wasn't appropriate.
The God of Gods knows Odin too well, perhaps even knows everyone in Asgard.
Comparatively, Su Ming's identity still had some advantages; his thoughts and habits were not as easily guessed by the other side, and he could rely on X Metal to block thought probes.
The God of Gods never created anything, nor were they the product of creation, thus Su Ming deduced that they had no way with the Creation Metal next door.
Odin's gaze shifted to Deathstroke, first looking at his Heavy Armor, then at his Great Sword.
"You are a warrior."
"Not just a warrior, I'm also a Supreme Mage."
The greater the ability, the more choices there are; now Su Ming chose to shoulder the burden for a while.
"Main Dimension's, you forgot to add that qualifier." Odin pointed at the Secret Guest and others behind him, who were dragging Deadpool's corpse: "That young girl is also a Supreme Mage, only because in her dimension she has greater casting ability than other Tentacle Monsters."
A muffled voice emitted from beneath Su Ming's Mask: "If you underestimate her, even you will suffer as she has me behind her."
Odin smiled indifferently; he raised the Eternal Spear in his hand, lifting it towards the void outside the Rainbow Bridge.
Without any apparent action, a dazzling Aurora burst forth from the tip of the spear, cutting through the vast Cosmos, dividing the sky in sight into two halves, which gradually recovered after a long time.
"This is energy, the purest energy in the Cosmos. You don't have the skill of energy projection, and for some existences, it's simply not a threat."
Su Ming nodded, then shook his head, taking down the Godslayer from his waist and similarly pointed to the other side of the sky.
"Actually, I've always had energy projection skills, it's just your old eyes can't see. Do you see those stars over there? Watch carefully, don't blink."
"Oh? Energy I don't know about? Then I want to witness it."
Odin retracted the spear, folding his arms across his chest.
However, just as he looked up at the sky beside him, Su Ming's Godslayer transformed into a golden frying pan, which he struck fiercely on the back of Odin's head.
"Boom!!!"
This time, Su Ming and the Symbiote exerted their full force, with nearly 1000 tons of power instantly erupting, under the surprise attack, knocking Odin, a Celestial Father Level being, to the ground like swatting a fly, causing the entire Rainbow Bridge to shake violently.
"This type of energy is called kinetic energy on Earth."
Su Ming put down the frying pan and calmly spoke as he looked at the fallen Odin.
Ciri, following them, covered her face again, rubbing it back and forth like a kitten, turning her small face red.
She knew it would be like this.
Going out with Geralt, he would drink and play cards with monsters from time to time. But following Deathstroke out, he would always attack those around him.
Why are all the men she encounters so abnormal?
It was the Secret Guest, who first understood the plan chosen by the teacher. Although unsure why suddenly dealing with Odin was necessary, Deathstroke did it.
As expected, Odin got up, reaching to touch his own head, noticing the bright red blood on his hand.
"You think you can defeat a god like this?" He guessed the reason behind Deathstroke's action but couldn't allow it: "Then your future path is long."
"Sorry, Divine King, you just need to guide us; I can't let you meet the God of Gods, you're not ready."
"Loki is my child, and the trouble he caused should be resolved by me."
Odin picked up the Gungnir in his hand; no one could stop his actions.
Su Ming sighed, now Odin cannot meet the God of Gods; he might have his thoughts read, be controlled, or even change his stance under pressure.
That's not good.
Su Ming transformed the Godslayer into a Shield, slightly increasing his defense: "Is it worth it?"
"It's not about worth; I'm just doing what a father should do." Odin, holding the spear, stepped closer to Su Ming, fulfilling his responsibility.
"You love Loki very much, even if he always causes trouble." The Magic Floating Cloak carried Su Ming to dodge a strike, as the golden spear tip tore the air beside Su Ming, forming a vortex.
"Which child doesn't cause trouble? That's precisely the purpose of parents." Odin launched another attack; his attack speed was not fast, but each strike was fierce and powerful, filled with divine power.
Su Ming dodged left and right while pointing out Odin's mistake: "You just said it wrong."
"Huh?" Odin's hand did not slow down; he just uttered a nasal sound expressing doubt, intending to knock out Deathstroke.
"You said my future path is long, but you forgot..." Su Ming extended a finger, drawing a circle in the air: "The future is in my hand!"
"Uh... you..."
Just as Odin was about to retort, a piece of white Great Sword protruded from his chest, with the sound of Armor friction, Odin fell to the ground.
Why strike Odin with a frying pan if it won't knock him out?
Of course, it was to attract attention.
For a proud god, this is the best form of mockery: first sneak attack and fiercely strike Odin's head, making him angry at Deathstroke's deceit, then continually retreat adjusting Odin's direction, using the Shield's reflection to limit Odin's vision.
Next, the Secret Guest teleported behind Odin to deliver a sword strike, a tactic taught by Ciri.
Lianna flicked her weapon, looking at her teacher like a diligent student, showing an expectant expression.
"Well done, the Great Sword backstab has eighty percent of my power."
Her face blossomed in a smile, shyly scratching her hair, letting it fall naturally: "What do we do next? Kick him off the bridge?"
The White Great Sword was not a weapon designed for direct harm, but its ability to render intelligent creatures unconscious, in Marvel, there is almost no creature that can resist.
"No need, I can understand him, and he can understand me, but unfortunately, choices cause a small conflict." Su Ming sheathed his weapon, and the Magic Floating Cloak placed him back onto the Rainbow Bridge: "This matter concerns the Nine Realms, not Asgard's domestic affairs. As a Supreme Mage, I can't let him handle it like this, but once this issue passes, we have no real conflict."
"Yes, yes." The Secret Guest nodded repeatedly; what the teacher said made perfect sense.
Su Ming tried to pick up the fallen Eternal Spear from Odin, but this weapon, like Thor's hammer, seemed enchanted; Su Ming couldn't lift it from the bridge even by a centimeter.
He shook his head, once again transforming into Odin's appearance, Godslayer becoming the Eternal Spear.
From the beginning he imitated Odin, and now he had to continue imitating, could this be considered a good start and end?
Then he walked into the middle of the group, bent down and pulled up his little cousin, enduring the stench to whisper eerily in his ear, like a ghost's murmur.
"Power drill... meat grinder... steel wool... drain cleaner..."
"Bloop bloop!" Wade jumped up, making fish-man sounds, clutching his private parts and rear, shaking his head desperately.
Damn it, even the dead would be scared awake by you! Rarely did I have a good dream, dreaming of nursing play!
Even in the dream, I heard demons whispering, scaring the blonde beauty with me; Slade is truly a devil!
"Strange? How come there's a grape in my mouth?" Wade curiously tilted his head, reaching into his throat: "Ah, fell out as soon as I spoke..."