The Crystal Ball was quite large, about the size of a soccer ball. Su Ming began to wonder whether the Goddess of Night from the Dark Tower Multiverse might be a Giant. After all, she had laid thirteen eggs like this. Her own body must have been pretty big too, right?
Of course, that was just wild speculation. Sometimes, when his mind ran too fast, strange thoughts popped up. It did not interfere with anything. Su Ming continued to pour the energies of his various Emotional Spectrum into the Crystal Ball, probing it slowly.
The sensation was strange, like drilling a hole through ice to fish. His own energy was like a hook sinking beneath the ice. He could sense something touching the line, yet no fish took the bait.
With his eyes closed, he could feel his mind being disturbed, but all he could see within the pink Crystal Ball was a stretch of profound darkness.
Then a foul stench seemed to drift up from the hole in the ice. The smell did not truly exist; it only affected the feelers of the mind. It was something instinctively repulsive, as though some monster lurked in the darkness.
Deathstroke opened his eyes and calmly crushed the Crystal Ball in his hand. A faint, almost illusory scream echoed around them—brief and shrill, then gone in an instant.
"Was it not useful?" Magik pulled out her wand and used Scourgify to restore her neat appearance. Watching her teacher crush Merlin's Rainbow into fine powder, she tilted her head.
"This thing is fundamentally similar to Cyttorak's Crimson Gem." Su Ming shook his head and gestured for her to get onto the flying carpet. There was no need to look for any more Crystal Balls. "It is a living 'Doorway.' Dark energy passes through