After blurting out these words, Dead Baldhead reacted. Because he was distracted while thinking about the issue of beating himself to death, the damn Deathstroke secretly carried him here with his arms around his back. This was too despicable.
When I was the Supreme Mage on Earth, people were still a simple race wearing animal skins and holding big sticks. When did it become like this?
Dark, too dark.
"This is the Garden of Night. It can also be called the Big Bath, the Realm of Night, or you can give it another name after you marry Mother Night. I don't think she will object."
Su Ming loosened the hand around Agamotto's neck, moved his shoulders, let Zhuosha light a cigarette for himself, exhaled a puff of smoke easily, and replied with a smile:
"As for what I did, haha...how is it? How does mortal wisdom taste?"
Agamotto is actually right. Sometimes humans cannot understand the wisdom of gods.
But the converse is also true. Sometimes the gods can’t understand what humans are thinking.
In other words, there was a wedding happening today, so Su Ming held back. Otherwise, if he asked Nick Fury when he would die, he would probably not be able to find an answer even if he was dead and bald. He would be thinking about this question during the bridal night tonight and would not ask it.
"You... you can do it, I..." Apparently being ridiculed by Deathstroke, he got a little carried away again. After all, he was deceived by the blind trick and claimed that he was smart not long ago. He just felt embarrassed.
.
The original orange skin is now as red as cooked shrimp.
"What? Are you scaring me? Have you forgotten what Ao Shutu just said?" Su Ming turned around and pretended to shout. He put his hands around his mouth to make a trumpet shape: "God-eating...
"
"Don't shout it!"
Before he finished shouting, Agamotto stretched out his hand and covered the human's mouth with a cold sweat. He looked around nervously and made sure that he didn't see the figure that looked like a dog but not a dog, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
What is the God Eater? It is a monster created by O Shutu and Gaia specifically to hunt down the ancient gods. It is a master of the Devouring Method that learns from the barbarians and uses it to defeat them. Although it is said that it is somewhat related to itself, but now
Among the dimensional demon gods, who else can bear to be hunted by it?
The words my mother said when we parted still seemed to echo in my ears. With her authorization, a black-hearted man like Deathstroke would really let a dog bite him.
This generation of Supreme Mage has a remarkable characteristic, that is, he is extremely courageous. Not long after he inherited the position of Supreme Mage, he provoked a melee between dimensional demons, and he still fished in troubled waters.
No supreme mage in the past has dared to do this.
"Haha, look at how useless you are." Su Ming opened the hand covering his mouth and raised his hand to take a puff of cigarette: "The goddess asked you to obey my arrangement, so tell me, have you accepted it now?"
"......I'll listen to you."
Agamotto, with a look of defeat on his face, surrendered, mainly because his mother's orders were there. Even if the death knell used bird feathers as command arrows, it would be impossible not to obey.
"That's right, here you go." Deathstroke nodded with satisfaction, looked at the bald head, and took out a set of high-end shirts and suits from his pocket: "Try them on. It's your first time meeting the woman. You're always naked.
The butt doesn’t look good either.”
The bald man had the advantage of keeping his word. He silently accepted the death knell's arrangement, took the clothes and put them on.
It's a little tight, but the Agamotto's body shape can also be changed, and people can adapt to the clothes, which is very convenient.
He originally looked full of wild strength, but after putting on a high-end handmade custom-made suit, he really looked a bit human, or at least a lot more gentle.
"This is my suit. I'm giving it to you as a wedding gift."
Su Ming took out another tie, tied it on the bald head, and said like a parent:
"No matter how hard you work after getting married, Ao Shutu is still waiting to have a grandson. Don't let her down... Forget it, I won't talk nonsense. You should know best how terrible your mother will be when she is angry.
Bar?"
"......um. Thank you."
Agamotto squeezed out a few words through his teeth. He touched the clothes on his body and his tone seemed to have softened a lot.
This is also expected. Who told Deathstroke to be the first Supreme Mage to give him clothes to wear?
The bald man has a clear distinction between love and hate. He will express his gratitude when he is favored by others. In fact, he is very close to human beings, but he cannot express it.
"Not bad, meow." The cat circled around the groom, and then sat on the edge of the pool: "It's like a different cat when he puts on clothes. It's really interesting. I think he is more suitable for wearing glasses."
"Hmm." Death thought so too.
Su Ming followed his example and used quantum concepts to transform a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and put them on Agamotto. After thinking about it, he transformed into a wig and fastened it on his bald head.
Now, from a human aesthetic point of view, Agamotto looks like Peng Yuyan with orange skin.
This is inevitable. Ao Shutu herself is very beautiful, and her son's facial features are naturally among the most beautiful, only slightly worse than Lucifer. He was only hindered by his baldness in the past.
Now that I dress up, I can see that he is handsome. He is not as feminine as the golden-haired devil. He has a standard classical sculpture style face.
"Very good, at least more handsome than my cousin." Su Ming patted Agamotto's back, smiled and praised: "Wait a minute, Mother Ye should also go dress up, and you can meet in a while. As for
Should you go to the wedding first or go do some work with me first? It depends on what Mother Ye says."
"Deadpool looks terrible, but he looks better than a humanoid creature, right? Even though the physical appearance is meaningless to us demons."
It seems that Agamotto has accepted the reality and figured out some things. Now he is even in the mood to complain.
"Yes, that's the taste. Remember, the more you say 'meaningless', the more Mother Night will like you, and the mission of Emperor Weishan to go abroad will be left to you."
Maybe it was a mistake. When Agamotto said the line "meaningless", his lonely mood was very on point. Su Ming immediately gave a thumbs up, which was right. This woman is good at this...
....
The atmosphere gradually improved. With the help of the cat, the three people and the cat quickly became familiar with each other. After pouring two bottles of wine into Agamotto, he seemed to have accepted the fact that he was not as good as Deathstroke.
After a while, there was movement in the garden not far away. The statues and plants on the ground made way for a way, and then appeared Mother Night, who had put on a gorgeous long dress, and people surrounding her.
Hundreds of maids.
Sure enough, as expected, Mother Ye's image has also changed. She looked like a fat woman before, but now she has become a slender figure with a small waist.
Before, she was an old divorced woman with children, so she looked ugly to humans; now the concept has changed and she has become a beautiful bride, so in Su Ming's eyes, her natural appearance is also different.
.
Of course, saying she is beautiful is actually a bit far-fetched. It can only be regarded as an ordinary appearance, which is more beautiful than her fat woman appearance before.
But now at least it won't make people feel greasy when they see it, which is not bad.
"Hello." Agamotto greeted people with a stiff expression, looking at Deathstroke's threatening eyes.
Mother Ye gently covered her mouth and smiled. She nodded: "It's good for you too."
The young man from a good family just can't speak, but Su Ming thinks it should be no problem. He will grow up after he becomes a dua.