Su Ming naturally welcomed the members of the Morlun Family.
Ever since he had partnered with the Spider-God, the Spider Totem and Sepulk had formed an extremely convenient Omniverse transportation network. But that also meant attracting the attention of the totem-devouring Morlun Family. Su Ming had wanted to deal with them for a long time.
It was not thieves that were frightening, but thieves who kept thinking about you. Leaving a group of hostile people lurking in the shadows did not suit Deathstroke's character.
But he had never been able to find any clues about them. After all, there were too many Earths in the Marvel Multiverse, and no one knew where they were.
Things were different now, though. They had come knocking on his door.
Now that he had a "live captive," even if Strangle could not read their memories, bringing in some Vampire experts to investigate should do the trick.
As a Vampire, the female ghost's regenerative speed was extremely fast. But Su Ming took out Godslayer from his belt pouch, and whenever the monster's head grew back a little, he shaved it off again as though sharpening a pencil.
As long as a creature was humanoid, it generally shared the standard five senses: sight, hearing, smell, touch, and taste.
Removing the head effectively eliminated four of them. Unless this Vampire also moonlighted as a Saint Seiya, she definitely could not cause any trouble.
Yet what seemed utterly ordinary to him was far too stimulating for Director Stacy. He was just an ordinary man, one of those people who had grown up listening to Deathstroke fairy tales. He was utterly panicked now.
The woman who had appeared earlier had a pale face and fangs in her mouth, making her look like a Vampire. The director could accept that