"Find a being that can 'create' things from fantasy?"
As they flew through the universe, Su Ming fiddled with the helm and explained the whole situation to Monark. The Mustache Mage fell into thought, trying to recall which demon god might be connected to the black mud.
It was an exceptionally advanced ability. Whoever had created the black mud, it was nothing as simple as Surtur's fire elemental monsters or Oshtur's bird people.
Fire elemental monsters used fire energy that already existed in the universe, molding it into forms and granting them souls.
Bird people were carbon-based lifeforms as well. Oshtur had merely created a new species, unlike the black mud, whose very bodily elements were unknown.
Most Dimensional Demon Gods possessed the power of creation. Ancient gods such as Yggdrasil, which had taken another path, had even created the Nine Realms and the life within them. But whatever had created the Black Mud Monster had effectively created a new element, a new semi-lifeform, a new soul format, a new kind of existence.
That was an entirely different matter.
The three of them left Asgard. Although the liches of the Entwining Sigil wanted to join the operation, Su Ming had them divide up the black mud and take it back for experiments, rejecting their request to participate.
After Deathstroke exchanged a few words with Frigga and told her to continue stabilizing the situation in Asgard, he set out with the others to find the one behind it all.
"The outer form is black mud, but its essence is an aggregate of emotions. You heard what the Great Lich said too—it's similar to godspawn." The Flying Boat floated through space, trailing a beautiful white streak as it sped along.
Monark rolled his eyes. "I've never seen godspawn. How the hell would