A few minutes later, Su Ming had returned to his office, carrying that distinctive dusty smell of the cosmos as he sat across from Ancient One and drank soda.
Having regained the freedom of her soul and no longer needing to seek death, Ancient One did not seem happy or excited. On the contrary, her brows were tightly furrowed as she sat there deep in thought.
"You're saying that you tortured Eternity, then got him to reveal that Chthon and the other evil gods had entered our universe."
She rubbed her bald head, but her hand moved slowly, as though her scalp were no longer smooth.
"I wouldn't use the word torture. Really, I just played a little joke on Eternity. Death can vouch for me. Besides, Eternity was very grateful afterward. Once he got off the Happy Chair, he even agreed to attend Deadpool's wedding tomorrow."
Su Ming leaned back against the sofa in a tactical recline, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it as he spun his lies.
The skin beside Ancient One's nose wrinkled. She forced herself to believe Deathstroke's excuse and sighed. "All right. I hope things are as you say. We need to notify the Vishanti immediately. We must prepare in advance."
"Of course. That's why I rushed back right away. You know I can't cast spells, and even if I used the Great Tribute Spell, I could only summon Big Axe." Su Ming blew out a smoke ring, indicating that his teacher should take charge of this matter.
"Big what?" Ancient One did not quite understand Deathstroke's Mandarin. It sounded a little like a coastal accent.
"Big Tiger, meaning the great god Hoggoth." Su Ming found a bottle of liquor, took a swig himself, then poured some into Strangle's mouth. "While you were gone,