"He's here too."
Thanos saw Deadpool, and his expression became complicated. His fists clenched, then loosened, then clenched again, but in the end, he did nothing.
The wrinkles on his old purple face deepened, and the vertical lines on his chin squeezed tightly together.
"It takes a madman to deal with a madman, Thanos. I know you and my cousin had some unpleasant history." Su Ming patted Thanos on the arm, his gaze falling on the dejected and baffled Lord Mar-Vell. "But he'll be getting married before long, so he probably won't go looking for the Goddess of Death again."
Deathstroke sounded very uncertain, but Thanos seemed not to have heard that final word.
Purple Sweet Potato's eyes immediately lit up, and he threw back his head in laughter. "Really? Is that so? The Goddess will be mine alone in the end! Hahahaha!"
Su Ming nodded indifferently and made a tactical hand signal at Carol.
In truth, he could understand Thanos's predicament.
Poor Thanos had merely fallen in love with a woman who happened to be a Green Tea Bitch.
Ever since childhood, Thanos had been ostracized by his classmates because he looked different from the other Eternals. From then on, death's incarnation had remained by his side. She had been his only friend, gradually becoming the only person he cared about.
Meeting the best person at the best time might have been fortunate, but meeting a manipulative bitch who was the incarnation of a concept was nothing but tragedy.
Throughout those long years, death's phantom had always stayed with him. Thanos had spent his entire life being raised by Death as her simp, and he could only become a simp.
He was actually clear-headed. He knew he loved someone he should not love, but he lacked the strength to