"Teacher?" Magik, who had been quietly listening, was clearly a little worried. She stopped eating meat and spoke up instead. "Do you want to make a contract with Gan, like the one you have with Vishanti?"
"That's right. It's one of the most direct ways for humans and gods to connect. Gods always need spokespersons, because humans obviously understand humanity better, and Merlin clearly isn't human."
Reminded of this, Su Ming nodded and patted the girl's hand, signaling for her to calm down.
"Don't worry. In the Marvel Universe, being Vishanti's spokesperson is exclusive. For example, once you become the Sorcerer Supreme, you can't become Big Black Cat's priest. But there are no such restrictions in other multiverses."
"Are you sure?" Magik still had her concerns.
"Yes, I'm sure. I even have a spokesperson contract with The Upside-Down Man. Besides, it's not as though I've never killed a Creator God of a multiverse before. This fellow Gan is weaker than Perpetua."
Deathstroke was very confident. He even stretched out a foot and stepped on Gan's shadow.
The glowing Creator God himself was thinking. He lowered his head, striking a pose similar to the Contemplator statue.
"First came the Way, then came I. And I brought Merlin. He is my child, and also my brother. I cannot abandon him based on only a few words from you. Even if he is mad and disobedient, always trying to oppose me, but—"
"Stop. I understand. He's your brother by blood, your own flesh and kin, so I'll pay more."
Deathstroke raised a hand to interrupt Gan and offered a new price.
"After I replace Merlin as your spokesperson in the mortal world, I won't remain in your multiverse. That way, you'll be able to live while your shadow is far away. You won't