"An interesting approach. Given Anti-Everything's level of intelligence, it will probably never unravel your double shackles."
The golden face had shrunk considerably. It had originally looked like a shield meant for a planet, but now it looked more like a wall. Yet even after its avatar had been reduced to fifty meters tall, its speaking volume had not changed. Even when praising the human before it, it still made Deathstroke's ears uncomfortable.
"You flatter me. If you hadn't helped me manipulate time, this step would probably have become a weakness in the plan. Anti-Everything should have tried Time Travel." Su Ming had taken out an instant hot pot and sat cross-legged alone on the grass, waiting for the water to boil. His elbow rested on his knee, his fist supporting his cheek. "Heh, so it was still thanks to your immense power that we managed to seal it in an unconventional way."
This could be considered a seal, right? Although Anti-Everything had not been completely killed for now, it was trapped in the Ninth Cosmos, endlessly clashing with the only planet that existed there. It was a game of collisions that would never end.
It was like putting a glowing, noisy ball in a pitch-black room, then throwing in a cat with unlimited stamina. Other than playing with the ball, what else could the cat do?
The only loophole lay in the process of locking the cat inside the house. But with TOAA stepping in, it became much easier.
Although Anti-Everything was called that, making it sound as though it could counter anything, it was fundamentally still TOBA's creation and offspring. Faced with The One Above All, who stood on equal footing with The One Below All, it naturally could not stir up much trouble.
More importantly, it did not