Celestial Destroyer was enormous by human standards, and even among the Celestials, he counted as a giant. Fortunately, he could adjust his size, and he quickly shrank himself to the proportions of an ordinary Celestial.
As for disguising himself, there was no need to worry too much. There were simply too many Colorful Celestials, and they only painted themselves in seven rainbow-like colors, so duplicates were inevitable.
He transformed into the most common red variant among the Celestials. There had to be four or five hundred Celestials of that color. With a spaceship this huge, slipping inside would be easy.
"Exterminator is very powerful, Sorcerer Supreme. If you want to take its head, you must strike with thunderous force. Do not give it time to react."
Before they parted, Breakers specifically gave him this reminder. He feared Deathstroke might fail to take down the enemy leader in a single blow and allow it to unleash its unique abilities.
The enemy possessed considerable Cosmic Authority, all inherited from First Firmament. Once those abilities were activated, concepts such as time and space could be manipulated, making the fight far more difficult.
Of course, Celestial Destroyer was no weakling either. But they were going deep behind enemy lines. Enemy reinforcements might arrive within seconds, so he had to account for the worst-case scenario.
"Enough of that. Little Flower will help us handle it." As he spoke, Deathstroke casually took another puff of Kitty. She pushed at his face with her little paws, clearly less than willing. "Try looking on the bright side. Your grudge with the Colorful Celestials has lasted for countless eons, and today, you may finally settle it. Isn't that good news?"
"Yes, you're right." Celestial Destroyer clenched his fist. His mechanical face could not show much expression, but his voice