"Where are we going next?"
Pym wiped the sweat from his face. He had returned to the Triskelion and secretly retrieved the particle serum he had hidden away, then met up with the other three in a secluded alley.
It was clearly his own stuff, yet he had been so guilty while retrieving it, constantly looking around like a thief. He had nearly been hit by a car while crossing the street.
Come to think of it, sneaking around so suspiciously in the middle of the night made him stand out far too much. Yet no one had stopped him. S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal security really had problems.
Su Ming hid in the darkness. In the alley, he was the least conspicuous one, as though he were part of the night itself.
After hearing Pym's question, the darkness spoke and reached out to take the large bag of Pym Particles.
"We're going to Beyond Heaven. It's a nice place."
Pym tilted his head, watching Deathstroke take away the fruit of his labor and tuck it into that miraculous little bag. He had wanted to say something, but seeing how natural the other man was about it, he set aside his worries.
Deathstroke probably had no use for subatomic particles, right? He had accepted that terrifying weapon as casually as an apple and put it into his bag without a change in tone. As expected, people with real strength were more confident.
So Pym scratched his head. "Sounds like the name of a nightclub."
While Pym had gone to retrieve the supplies, Monark had not been idle. He had been setting up a one-use long-range teleportation Magic Circle in the dark alley, and now he answered for Deathstroke.
"The place we're going is called Omnipotence City. It's located in a Pocket Dimension at