Hela's guess was not entirely impossible. As a Concept Manifestation, Death was unlike the Second Sister next door who shared her name—she particularly enjoyed speeding up the process of biological death.
No one knew why she was always in such a hurry, seemingly desperate to make living things die faster, as though she were rushing to meet some sort of quota.
Clearly, no living creature could escape death anyway. She could have waited quietly, just like the Second Sister.
Still, it was no great concern. Death had one virtue: she understood how to go with the flow.
Even if she really intended to use the Death Seed for something wicked this time, once Su Ming slaughtered all her hired muscle—the Black-robed figures—she naturally would not have any extra ideas.
She had always had plenty of ideas but lacked the ability to carry them out. Otherwise, she would not have needed to seduce Thanos in the past.
"No way. The Goddess of Death loves Thanos so much—how could she stand against us?" Su Ming solemnly corrected Hela's line of thought, waving a hand to tell her not to say any more. "I believe she was abducted. At worst, she was deceived. Isn't that right, Thanos?"
"Mm!"
Thanos nodded without the slightest hesitation. Ever since they had started acting together, this was the fastest he had ever given an affirmative answer.
"Let's go, Cloak. Take us after them. Let's see what new tricks they can pull off in that hole." Su Ming nearly laughed out loud. How should he put it? Whenever Death was involved, Thanos seemed to lose IQ points. Love truly made people blind.
The Cloak of Levitation wrapped up four people and one cat, remaining invisible as it silently flew over the bustling construction site and smoothly slipped into