The entire process had gone without a hitch, yet something subtly felt off. Even the music at the venue could barely drown out the crowd's whispers.
Obviously, in most Parallel Universes, the tokens exchanged at weddings were usually rings. God knew who had first come up with the idea of putting Metal Rings on people's fingers.
What did Su Ming himself think? Personally, he believed that if you were giving a gift to someone you loved, it should have more practical value.
A platinum ring with a diamond?
The only uses he could think of were cutting glass and provoking people who could not afford wedding rings into murderous thoughts.
Those who knew, knew. A woman wearing a diamond ring was no different from wearing a pearl necklace in a Gotham alley at night.
Likewise, that was not meant to imply anything.
So it was still best to exchange weapons. After all, a Boltgun could solve most problems in most situations.
As mentioned before, he was covering every expense for this wedding himself, so the Bolt Pistols and Power Swords had naturally been prepared as well—special versions custom-made for ordinary human physiques, gifts for them.
The rest of the ceremony was perfectly normal. The groom kissed the Bride, followed by some performances, such as having the souls of famous singers perform songs. Western weddings always liked to transition seamlessly into a dance party.
"An impressive spell array construction, Master Doom."
In the underground Chamber of Secrets beneath the Antarctic Sanctum Sanctorum, Kaecilius maintained his incantation to keep it stable as he gazed at the strange blue-glowing magical construct before him, marveling at Doctor Doom's creativity.
Under normal circumstances, spell arrays were generally drawn on a flat surface. Whether circular or square, even if carved into the surface of a totem