Wally, having learned the news, ran into the city to find Iris. He clearly approved of Deathstroke's arrangement, which was good. After all, there were only so many members of the Flash family. If everyone else agreed, Barry would not insist too strongly on his original principle of monogamy.
Good-natured Barry placed great importance on his friends. He liked listening to the opinions of his friends and family, which also meant that if the people around him were properly manipulated, his mindset and thoughts could be manipulated indirectly as well.
And there were no side effects. There was no need for the Anti-Life Equation or Mushroom Cigars; it was all for Barry's physical well-being.
In the silent hill park, the streetlights cast a faint yellow glow. Deathstroke stood quietly on the boundary between that halo of light and the darkness, his armor split almost perfectly between black and yellow.
"I hope tomorrow's daytime experiment goes smoothly. If the four forces we gather can send me directly before The Source, then perhaps I can stop the Origin Court's attack."
After extinguishing his cigarette and putting away the butt, Su Ming finished the remaining soda in his bottle. He decomposed the empty bottle into gas, then rubbed Strangle's Bean Sprout-shaped head.
"Eek."
The Symbiotes rubbed against his cheek, voicing its opinion. In its view, that was far too risky. Because of The Source's special nature, humans would go mad after seeing it. It would be best to find someone to test the waters.
Lucifer, for instance? He was strong enough, and his nerves were tough enough. As God's eldest son, he at least should not run into any serious problems when facing The Source.
Or perhaps the host could search the Unlight Sea controlled by The Void for the Great Evil Beast?