Su Ming was trimming his beard and tidying his hair in the office, getting ready to go to school.
Suddenly, Master Gu Yi appeared in the office, as if looking for him for something.
"Good morning, Master Ancient, have you had breakfast?"
Su Ming smiled and nodded at her, completely unbothered by the fact that he was only wearing a bath towel, his strong body exuding a sense of explosive power.
The winter sun shone on him, coating him with a golden edge, making him resemble a Greek sculpture full of masculine beauty.
However, before Gu Yi could answer him, a strong light descended nearby, and Gin, who was holding a suit and shirt, instantly disappeared.
Only some twisted patterns were left on the floor, forming a charred circle like a pattern.
Su Ming's face turned cold.
"Strangulation."
The symbiote immediately picked up Su Ming's belt from the desk, took out the Holy Statue Armor from the spatial bag, and directly assembled it on Su Ming's body.
At the same time, Su Ming was armed with the Godslayer and Nightfall Greatsword, Divine Gold Rifle, and various explosives hung on his chest.
A scarf on the hanger flew over by itself, turned into a black cloak, and draped over his back.
"As expected, it's still not working... no matter how much I try to mimic a comedic character, I can't change my essence..."
Su Ming sighed in his heart.
There were results from the experiment. Even if he tried his best to imitate comedic characters, the Marvel World would not change its attitude toward him due to outward appearances.
Last time in DC, he tried to take a light-hearted approach, even doing more pranks than Barry, but it was still Barry who got turned into a fish.
In other worlds, Wizards, Ferren, Transformers, no matter his outward display, the world's attitude was indifferent and very cold.
And in Marvel, where comedic personas should be stronger, things were not going smoothly, meaning Marvel only recognized Deathstroke's original 'setting,' viewing him as a serious and cruel person.
This experiment was successful, but the conclusion was not very good, with the following findings.
First, attempting to mimic a comedian to enhance luck is not feasible, as trouble will still find its way to you.
Secondly, different worlds have different world consciousnesses. They operate according to established procedures and will not specifically target or cater to foreign individuals.
Lastly, universes like DC and Marvel, with parallel worlds, have a stronger tolerance for changes in their historical process. Other worlds seem to have a predetermined script, with supposedly corrective forces.
Traveling through several worlds and spending considerable time to prove some things, Su Ming felt it was worthwhile, as he lacked not time.
While contemplating, he checked all his gear on him.
"Slade, I came for this matter, Gin is not your man, he belongs to the Aesir Race."
Gu Yi gestured for him to calm down and listen to her explanation.
Su Ming lifted his mask and took a swig from a bottle of wine on the table.
"I know."
"Oh?"
"SSS Potion, he didn't inject it, yet aging stopped; Magic Floating Cloak can perceive magic power flow, he wore the ring I gave him, and it activated the ring's effect; his drinking capacity is surprisingly high, able to drink with me without falling under the table, that's not an ordinary person."
Su Ming looked at Master Ancient, and spoke calmly.
He was always aware that Gin wasn't human, but decades of friendship stood there, does the original identity matter?
Years ago, in the summer, Su Ming found him on the asphalt road, almost melting under the sun.
Since then, Gin was always by his side, tirelessly and at any time.
Does the original identity matter?
Many times Gin intended to speak, but Su Ming always changed the topic on purpose, just to avoid making Gin feel guilty.
Now Asgard took him away without a word, breaking the tacit understanding of feigned ignorance, things shouldn't have gone this way.
Therefore, Su Ming decided to go to Asgard and reason with those lofty gods.
Gu Yi nodded slightly, she guessed that this would be the outcome. Although Slade sometimes seemed unserious, his outward display was just to cover his meticulous planning inside.
He has a purpose in whatever he does, and if someone is deceived by appearances, he could make anyone stumble; now it's likely that the Asgardians have been fooled by his humorous facade, at least Heimdall was...
Now Deathstroke is heading to the other Eight Realms, whether it's good or bad, but Asgard has recently been a bit overreaching, needing slight punishment.
According to the agreement between the Ancient One and Odin, the Aesir Race is not allowed to reside on Earth.
Of course, there were some small problems before, some members drifted into the cosmos, including Gin, who landed in Midgard and was picked up by Su Ming.
Odin hoped to cover up a past event, so he didn't recall those members, but now things are different, as Heimdall urgently recalled everyone.
After all, to say the least, Odin was just fulfilling the agreement, though a few decades late.
But in Deathstroke's eyes, it was like losing a close subordinate.
"Odin is powerful, equal with me in the Rune King state, do you have a surefire plan going over there?" Gu Yi hoped Su Ming understood the danger of this journey; she found a sofa and sat cross-legged, smiling as she asked.
"He is old, and I have long had a plan." Su Ming replied calmly, "Their enemies are scattered across the star sea, I only need one ally, and the entire Asgard will cease to exist."
Gu Yi roughly guessed Su Ming's plan, and had to admit that the long life also brought countless enemies to the Immortal Palace, indeed one of their weaknesses.
"Actually, they recalled all personnel just to deal with that ancient prophecy."
"Twilight of the Gods?"
The Marvel World's Twilight of the Gods... with many versions of the prophecy.
There are versions with the Great Serpent, Flame version, Giant Wolf version, and The Dead version.
The normal mythology is a series of events. But in Marvel, taking out one of these events individually could lead to the downfall of Asgard.
"Indeed, twilight has shown signs, the crisis on Earth I can deal with, but Asgard..." The Ancient One spoke of the current situation, and the entire World Tree was tilting.
"...I'll just bring Gin back, Asgard is none of my concern."
Su Ming waved nonchalantly, as he was unfamiliar with the others, so why should he care.
"Asgard is useful, it cannot be destroyed." The Ancient One shook her head. Although Su Ming's plan was good, she could not really annihilate Asgard.
If she could act, she would have done so long ago, wouldn't have needed to leave Odin and the others.
"Because Asgard is actually our roof and umbrella?" Su Ming understood and asked with a smile.
"Yes, in the past, I used the Time Gem to go back tens of thousands of years. I used language insinuation to influence Odin, making him believe he was the Guardian of the Nine Realms, and voluntarily protect Earth... over time, all Asgardians believed this and never woke up."
The Ancient One remained very calm, as if stating an ordinary matter.
Su Ming clicked his tongue: "So no matter what enemy invades, Odin will be the first to stand up against them... Good tactic, Master Ancient."
"I said long ago, protecting Earth requires all means, and my methods are already very gentle."
The Supreme Mage waved her hand, and a bottle of Powerful Beverage flew from the nearby cabinet. She naturally opened it and took a few sips.
Whether Dark Elves, Ice Giants, or Alien Titans, they were mostly blocked by Odin, leaving the Ancient One to only focus on the matters of the Magic Realm, much relieved.
She made Odin believe that his Rune King state and the Supreme Mage were equal in strength, but in reality, he had fallen into her trap.
The Ancient One pretended to tie and then gratuitously gave Odin the title of Guardian of the Nine Realms, which had no real effect.
Odin always believed he ruled Midgard, yet now, aside from that Northern Europe area, who even knows the legends of the Immortal Palace?
Then he has been working for free to protect Earth... Thinking about it this way, he seems rather pitiful.
But one thing at a time, suddenly taking away Gin is not possible.
"Alright, you're reminding me to act accordingly? I understand, I'll go check the situation first."
"That would be good." The Ancient One showed a gratified expression. This was a qualified inheritor of the Supreme Mage: "By the way, you should have known Gin is actually a woman, right?"
"...Hmm?"
...............
"Ah!!!" The Mother of Gods screamed as she awoke from her sleep, soaked, with the thin sheet wrapped around her body like a strangulation.
She wiped her forehead, covered her face with both hands, and curled up her legs, supporting her elbows.
In her dream, everything was burning fiercely, the flowers of Asgard were licked by flames, and the magnificent castle crumbled beneath the crimson sky.
In her dream, she was always entangled in flames; based on her youthful experiences, fire always heralded bad omens.
Golden hair dampened, the breeze from the spacious balcony slightly calmed her.
After dismissing the female warrior who came to investigate, she quietly lay back on the bed. Odin was not there at the moment, as he needed to undergo long slumbers now and then to extend his life.
Currently, Asgard was co-governed by the Mothers of Gods, essentially Odin's harem.
Compared to DC's Zeus, Odin was relatively restrained; he only had three wives.
Frigga from Warnerheim, occupying the position of the main wife due to the alliance between Asgard and Warnerheim for the unity of the two realms.
Besides her, there was the Earth Goddess Gaia and the Goddess of Youth Qitong.
However, they were secondary wives; when the three co-governed, only Frigga could sit on the central throne that the crow stood on, while the other two could only sit on the smaller thrones beside her, a head lower.
Thor was actually Gaia's son, adopted by Frigga as Asgard's eldest son and heir, which must come from the main wife.
Today, after the three goddesses discussed, they ordered Heimdall to recall the surviving Valkyries from those years, although not everyone was particularly willing to return to Asgard, considering Odin abandoned them back then.
They were sent on a secret mission to fight Hel, then slaughtered by Hel, almost all perished, with only a few survivors.
Odin tried to keep Hel's existence a secret, thus he had no intention of recalling the survivors.
So someone drifted to Garbage Star, working for the Celestial Venerable Gao, continually charging forward. That was Brynhild.
Others ended up on Earth, transforming into human form; that was Mist, adept in magic and illusion techniques.
However, after Mist returned to Asgard, she looked at the three Mothers of Gods as if gazing at The Dead, and mentioned her boss would come looking for them.
This arrogant attitude angered the gods, considering the Valkyries had once sworn allegiance to Odin, now serving another master was undoubtedly betrayal.
Therefore, they imprisoned Mist.
During the daytime, Frigga felt nothing wrong, but once asleep, she had a terrifying nightmare, an Avenger burning Asgard to ashes.
Only then did she recall Mist's words: if the Valkyries changed masters, does it mean the so-called new master is even stronger than Odin?
She remembered her son, Thor, and wondered what the Thunder God was doing now.
Thor was in a small village in Northern Europe, helping the farmers put out fires.
Logically, in the cold winter, such a place almost never catches fire, yet now, he could only watch flames burn on the snow.
The houses built by villagers with rocks gradually softened in the flames, as if transforming into semi-solid glue, emitting a pungent smell.
But Thor tried everything; whether it was gale or rainstorm, he could not extinguish these seemingly eternal burning flames.