The so-called tomb was located high in the sky. Without someone to lead the way, it really would not have been easy to notice it.
Hevenheim looked like two huge triangular sandwiches floating in space. Above those sandwiches were scattered floating islands like "breadcrumbs," hidden amid clouds dyed gold by the light reflected from the ground.
Wonder Woman did not respond to what Finandel said. She did not understand the situation on Marvel's side, nor did she know Su Ming's full plan, so she naturally still regarded the Angels as enemies.
What if Deathstroke had been deceiving this Angel all along? Perhaps he would tell her to kill this surrendered captive later. If they talked too much now, it would be awkward to strike when the time came.
She understood that principle too. It was like finding a Wildcat on the road—once you gave it a name, it became hard to give it away.
After getting nowhere with the female warrior, the Angel General could only shrug and give herself an out. As she slightly increased her flying speed, she began introducing Hevenheim's famous sights to Deathstroke.
There were golden waterfalls here, golden trees there, golden giant lighthouses, and so on.
Everything was golden, because in the eyes of most Angels, gold was the most beautiful color.
"The Sovereign sent their congratulations. They probably think the same way. Your glittering golden country really is something else, in a way."
Deadpool picked at his teeth as he flew. The teeth that had regrown after his healing factor kicked in had slightly wide gaps between them, and the dried tofu "beef chunks" in the chili sauce had gotten stuck in them.
"The Sovereign? I do not know them. At least, before Hevenheim was banished by Yggdrasil, there was no such nation in