At that moment, everyone looked up in the direction of the sound.
A pale-skinned girl dressed in a gothic style sat quietly suspended in mid-air.
She wore a fitted black tank top, the cut of which hugged her slender figure. There were no extra decorations, revealing her delicate shoulders and neck, as well as her fair, almost translucent arms.
Half of her wrists were encased in short black leather gloves, and a thick silver chain hung from her neck, with the iconic Anka Cross of Life pendant. The cold metallic luster made her skin appear even paler.
She wore tight-fitting black matte leather pants, the clean lines of which accentuated her smooth leg lines.
A wide, silver, studded leather belt was tied around her waist, with a large square metal buckle in the center and two rows of round studs neatly arranged on both sides. Several thin silver chains hung down from the sides of her trousers, swaying slightly with her movements.
She had a signature black Horus eyeliner drawn under her eyes, and her lips were a dark, matte color.
One hand rested casually on his knee, while the other held a bunch of withered daisies with yellowed packaging; the stems were already dry, and the petals drooped limply.
The overall style is retro street gothic, with a cool all-black outfit, only silver jewelry and studs providing a bit of light, exuding a decadent and gloomy atmosphere.
Thor instinctively wanted to summon Stormbreaker, his muscles tensing for a moment, but the instant he saw who it was, he forcibly suppressed the thought.
He felt like he'd had the worst luck ever lately.
He had only strolled around the DC Universe twice, and he had already encountered three powerful figures whom he couldn't afford to offend.
Now, even the death of the Endless has personally appeared.
This is the undisputed strongest member of the Endless, a being who truly transcends the multiverse.
Thor didn't even need to analyze it; with just a glance, he could sense the laws that naturally surrounded her and had become one with her— the Law of Death, the Law of Life, the Law of Reincarnation, the Law of Soul, the Law of Time, the Law of Space, and the Law of the End...
Of the seven laws, he had mastered four, but there were still three areas he had not yet explored.
But at this critical juncture, he dared not entertain the thought of secretly learning.
They've come here to demand an explanation.
Don't be fooled by the fact that this Lady Death in the comics has an incredibly good temper and is gentle to everyone; a good temper doesn't mean she won't take action.
A concept god, when he gets going, is no joke.
Before Thor could figure out how to speak, the girl named "Death" appeared in front of him without warning, less than half a meter away.
She looked at Thor with curiosity, her deep, unfathomable eyes seeming to see through any pretense. "It's strange," she said, her tone still relaxed and light, "You seem to know me, and you're not a stranger at all."
She tilted her head, as if she had discovered something even more interesting, "No wonder he's the only one granted special privileges by 'Existence'."
Thor felt a chill run down his spine and had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Your Excellency Tetiyu, God has already granted me permission to change certain established realities. I'm merely resurrecting two Deadman; surely it's not necessary for you to make this trip in person?"
His words were met with a deathly silence in the conference room.
The Justice League's leaders were completely dumbfounded.
Tetiyu? God?
God actually exists?!
And what's more? Thor actually used a respectful term for this woman!
Batman's body was even more taut under his cape.
He finally understood why Thor had said he was "warned" after resurrecting Damian last time.
It turns out that such a cosmic-level deity really exists, and its power is so great that even a lawless guy like Thor doesn't dare to speak too loudly.
His actual strength is clearly far superior to Thor's.
On the Marvel side, a waterfall of data flashed across Reed Richards ' lens. His personal terminal's detector was completely overloaded, leaving only a blinding red jumble of characters and a "cannot be resolved" warning on the screen.
For the first time, Valeria put away her disgusted look, her little face full of seriousness.
Emma Frost and Betsy were on high alert.
Emma Frost's mental power was merely a probe, which was immediately blocked by Martian Manhunter, but she didn't even dare to entertain the thought of probing the girl in front of her.
It was a pure, instinctive reverence, like an ant gazing up at the boundless starry sky.
Tetiyu's gaze didn't linger on the Justice League members for even a second; she merely glanced casually at the group from the Marvel Universe before finally focusing her attention back on Thor.
" Thor, of course I know that God has condoned what you've done."
She spoke slowly, as if discussing a trivial matter, "But... you can't just blatantly steal my clients right in front of me, can you? And this is the second time."
She waved the bunch of withered daisies in her hand. "Last time, those guys had just died, their Soul Stone hadn't gone far, so I didn't hold it against you. But these two have been dead for a long time. What you're doing is already disrupting the basic order of the universe."
Just then, the Martian Manhunter, who had been kneeling on the ground embracing his family, stood up tremblingly.
He shielded his wife and daughter behind him, facing the girl who exuded Infinity sense of oppression.
"I'm sorry, Lord Death," he began, his heart filled with fear, but for the sake of his family, he had to step forward. "This is all because of me. Please let me bear all the blame."
Upon hearing Martian Manhunter's words, Tetiyu finally looked at him properly for the first time. She smiled, a slight smile that carried an indifferent air of looking down upon all living beings.
"You?" she said softly, "You can't afford it."
One sentence shattered all of Martian Manhunter's courage and determination.
Tetiyu ignored him and turned back to Thor: "I can sense the aura of 'death' from your universe on you. How about this: you grant me one request, and in exchange, I'll turn a blind eye if you resurrect the Deadman again, how about it?"
Thor's mind raced, and he couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.
The man in front of me, Tetiyu, was dressed in gothic attire, his skin so pale it was almost bloodless, quite similar in style to the traitorous Black Swan from the Marvel Universe.
The only difference was that one was wearing a bikini and the other a tank top; what they had in common was that they both had the skin color of a Deadman.
"Don't secretly talk bad about me behind my back," Tetiyu suddenly said with a smile, leaning closer. "I can hear what you're thinking."
Thor: "..."
He felt a cold sweat break out on his back instantly.
Mind reading? No, this isn't Telepathy; it's a higher level of authority. She can directly perceive the thoughts of a Multiverse Level powerhouse!
"Ahem." Thor coughed lightly to cover his embarrassment. "Then what do you want? You don't expect me to be your responsibility after I die, do you? I'm not from your universe."
Tetiyu watched him with great interest, seemingly finding his nervousness amusing.
She tapped her chin with the finger holding the withered daisy and thought for a moment.
"That's a good suggestion, but... it's not very interesting."
Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had thought of some fun game.
"I've never been to your universe before, how about you take me there?"
After she finished speaking, she added in a relaxed tone, as if inviting a friend to go for a walk in the next block. "I'm not forcing you. If you don't agree, then that's fine too."
Thor was stunned.
That's it?
A million thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant: Take her to the Marvel Universe?
This... this is like a windfall!
Are you kidding me? Who would refuse such a good deal?
Doesn't that mean having a top-tier, all-powerful henchman by your side at all times?
Even if Death doesn't intervene, just her presence alone would deter many fools from daring to harm him.
This death... it's practically the work of a good person!
Thor's wariness and tension were instantly replaced by ecstasy, and he blurted out without thinking, "Great!"