Eternity could not be killed, because if "Space" died, it meant the multiverse might collapse.
But The Glyph could be killed, because the destruction he represented was merely a "result," not the "cause" of anything.
There were simply too many entities in the universe that symbolized destruction. Even if they randomly dragged some demon lord out of Hell, he might possess part of the concept of destruction. So, after killing The Glyph and collecting his corpse, even if he had no brain, Su Ming had other ways to get information from him.
The method was fairly simple: call in some help.
Oshtur had already made her position clear just now, saying that Vishanti would forever stand behind the Sorcerer Supreme. Whether those words were sincere or not could be set aside for now, but asking them to help study a corpse should not be much of a problem.
Even if Vishanti did not specialize in that field, those ancient elder gods had connections. If necessary, they could ask Octessence for help.
And if Octessence could not help either, they could ask others. Even if they had to seek out powerful enemies like the Trinity of Ashes or Anti-Trinity, as Vishanti's arch-nemeses, there was nothing they could not negotiate.
Of course, whether The Glyph even had a brain remained unknown. It would be best if he did.
So Su Ming opened with a leaping slash. He wanted to see what lay beneath the other man's skull.
Eternity's insides were known to be "Space." What about The Glyph's? Surely he was not just a bag of shit?
"Boom!"
Faced with the sudden attack, The Glyph raised both hands, intending to block Deathstroke's strike with his arms. He succeeded, but only halfway.
As a weapon forged specifically to deal with all manner of