Watching the glittering Baldr emerge from the hole like a gaudy humanoid sun, Su Ming secretly shook his head.
Odin dared to wear full Golden Armor onto the battlefield because The Old Man had the strength to back it up. With his power on display, he had no fear of being targeted.
But Baldr was nowhere near Odin's level. Su Ming truly had no idea how he had survived the battlefields of the Nine Realms dressed so ostentatiously. Could it be that Thor had always been protecting him?
Naturally, none of that showed on his face. In fact, Deathstroke was acting. He sprawled on the ground with a wronged expression, clutching his face and wiping away tears in a pitiful pose as he delivered his lines to Magik.
"You actually hit me? Even my father never hit me! I'm your teacher! This is betrayal of your master and ancestors! What a disgrace to the family!"
Magik glanced sidelong at the entrance. Baldr stood there looking utterly baffled, so she instantly got into character as well, letting out a laugh that suited her demonic appearance.
"Hehehe! Not only will I hit you, I'll kill you too! I'll eat your flesh and drink every last drop of your blood!"
As she spoke, she conjured a white Soulsword behind her back and whirled it through the air with great force. Against this gray-white world, the light and shadow effects were instantly dazzling.
"Wait, don't fight!" Hela seamlessly entered her role and began reciting her prepared lines. "Magik, the Sorcerer Supreme is your teacher after all. Why do you want to eat him?"
Magik seemed to notice the two emerging from the hole only then. Giving Hela due respect, she temporarily lowered her weapon.
"Hmph. This human wanted to persuade me to keep you