Grass clippings and leaves whirled through the air as terrifying pressure descended from above. The energy-made tentacles writhed one after another, sweeping down upon Deathstroke to seize him.
Yet Su Ming merely stood firmly where he was, allowing the energy tentacles to crash into him without even changing expression beneath his mask.
The moment those energies touched his chest, they abruptly dissipated.
"You think you can scare me off? Then you've underestimated the Sorcerer Supreme." Su Ming chuckled and continued forward. "I already told you that I saw through this place's dreamlike nature. I used a mental link to borrow the Greenseer's body and enter this place, and my willpower is enough to support me against your incarnation."
"..."
The enormous green orb said nothing. It merely kept changing the brightness of its light, while its tentacles swayed like aquatic plants for a while.
Though it made little sense, Deathstroke somehow understood what it meant. A peculiar fluctuation carried information into his mind through the light.
"I think I understand what you mean. Perhaps trees will eventually wither and decay, but their seeds need not sprout from the branches of rotten wood. That is what I want to discuss with you. I can take the Three-Eyed Raven and the Children of the Forest away—yes, leave this world completely."
Within the dream of Another World, Deathstroke only needed his mouth and mind. This was merely one of the gods, and a pitifully weakened one at that.
Its earlier presence and commotion had all been bluffing. After dropping its disguise, it did not even feel as powerful as the Leopard God.
This god represented life and nature, and it was one of this universe's creators. For it to have fallen so low, one could imagine just how detached it was.
After all,