Reclaiming his conceptual manifestation, the Black Sun, Su Ming glanced back at the trench. Once the dense darkness brought by The Void had dissipated, he could clearly see the bottom of the Abyss and the many fish hiding there.
Deathstroke had deliberately kept the earlier battle within a limited range, preventing it from spreading. After all, it had only been a newly born god and a corporeal creature. There had been no need to make such a big deal out of it.
Bottom-dwelling marine creatures often did not look very appealing. As had been said before, when one lived in darkness, appearance no longer mattered.
Even so, these fish were far cuter than the black merfolk Pralaya had created earlier. At the very least, they would not jump out and offend people's eyes.
Constantly making sounds in the sea to lure humans over was originally Siren's specialty. Sea Monsters might be deadly, but at least they were beautiful and had great figures.
How did that Little Black Merfolk dare imitate them?
It was honestly a little hard to understand, but Su Ming knew that many people's thoughts were illogical at times, let alone those of gods.
As he drifted upward, the seawater gradually grew warmer. He saw his Cloak, as well as his teammates lying along its edge and craning their heads downward.
"Looks like I wasn't needed again." Hermione put away her shotgun and wand, then touched the Bubble-Head Charm beside her head. Her little mouth twisted to one side. "This spell didn't get to do anything either. Professor, at least let me feel involved once in a while."
Since they had been sitting on the Cloak of Levitation the whole time, and it came with a whole range of life-support enchantments, they could breathe freely not only at