The Cosmic Demon wearing Steve Rogers's face slapped his thigh, alarm bells blaring in his heart!
That Su Ming had a sharp tongue and was the best at beguiling people!
What if he got there first and twisted the facts before the goddess,
dumping everything about Jade Pool and the Starcore Fragments onto my head? What if the goddess took her anger out on me?!
At the thought of the Death Goddess's indifferent, icy gaze possibly falling on him,
the Cosmic Demon was scared out of his wits!
He no longer cared about elegance or composure. Like a startled groundhog,
he frantically "swam" through the solid ice, using both hands and feet—
in an unbelievably ugly posture, a disastrous hybrid of breaststroke, butterfly, and freestyle—
rushing back for his life.
He even forgot that he could use short-range spatial teleportation,
which showed just how badly he was panicking!
The scene returned to the icefield.
The Death Goddess's dual-pupiled eyes merely swept across Su Ming,
the five Starcore Fragments within him that had driven the Cosmic Demons mad,
and the two dazzling Infinity Stones—the Time Stone and Mind Stone.
None of them stirred the slightest ripple in her eyes.
These things
were priceless treasures capable of triggering interstellar wars in the eyes of ordinary civilizations and even Celestials,
but to the Death Goddess, who governed the universe's ultimate demise,
they were... just that.
After all, in some corner of her warehouse where she casually piled souls,
there were no telling how many Soul Stones,
like glass marbles.
She could not even be bothered with the most special Soul Stones, which required a soul in exchange for a soul.
Why would she care about the other stones, whose functions were comparatively limited?
As for the Starcore Fragments?
They were merely higher-quality