"A thankful heart, grateful for you, accompanies me throughout my life, giving me the courage to be myself..."
The song was only halfway through, and Omar probably wasn't listening to the lyrics anymore. She was completely immersed in Olini's beauty, even reaching out several times to try to catch the invisible 'little hearts' flying in the air.
Of course, she only wanted to catch the heart flying from Olini, while instinctively blocking out the other four ugly ones, as if she didn't see them at all.
Su Ming was also appreciating the stage effects, with the cosmos as the background, and a dazzling starry sky below. The effects of these five fire pumpkins flickering with their own special effects were indeed impressive.
The original MV required candles, but here, they were brighter than candles themselves.
Judging from Omar's feedback, it seemed she took the bait. Having not experienced the baptism of the idol era, she had no resistance at all.
It's just normal, after all, in the comic universe of 616 and 1610, Olini is Omar's official spouse. Although Su Ming brought forward their meeting time and changed the way they met.
After all, Olini was tragic in comic history, with the Faltin being swallowed by the Dark Dimension, and the Faltin people becoming permanent pets. He was purely captured by Omar for breeding and then kicked aside as a tool, and Keli didn't know she had such a father until she was fifty.
Pairing the original CPs together is always easier, but if it doesn't work out, Su Ming has a backup plan. He has a humanoid Tai Teddy little cousin. Though Omar is a villain, Wade only looks at appearances, and he'll surely be willing to sacrifice for Earth.
But it seems the backup won't be needed now.
"Clap clap clap..."
Seeing a song concluded, Omar took the initiative to learn how to applaud, with a much more sincere smile on her face.
Originally her appearance was very acerbic, with pointed eyebrows and slanting eyes, like Mother Night.
Now it's changed, her facial contours seemed much softer, and her gaze resembled that of fangirls seeing their true love.
Su Ming chuckled to himself, casually applauding.
"What is your name?" Omar proactively began to talk to Olini, her tone very gentle, even better than how she spoke to Deathstroke. She picked up the drink beside her for him to take: "Come and sit, take a break."
Do fire elements need rest? No, as long as there's energy, they can dance to the End of Time.
"I'm Olini, Master Omar, we have more performances to show you next."
Olini put on the smile of a professional idol, temporarily rejecting the invitation to rest. His confidence surged, and he realized human music was indeed effective.
What Deathstroke said was really true; music could induce change in others, and only love could cut off hate, while idols represent the profession of love!
Supreme Mage, indeed living up to the name.
"Oh, good, good, then please start quickly." Omar clasped her hands together in front of her chest, speaking with much anticipation.
Olini flicked the flame above his head, revealing a captivating smile as the pumpkin mouth curled into a demonic arc: "Next, please enjoy our second single, performed in English, 'As Long As You Love Me'."
Songs began again, and Omar smiled increasingly happily. At this moment, in human form, a shimmer even trickled from the corner of her mouth.
About five hours later, Su Ming took the four ugly ones out of Omar's cage and returned to the Faltin Planet.
Afterward, they also performed classics like 'Little Apple', 'Playing with Mud in the Northeast', 'Call Me Maybe', and others.
"Well done, the people will remember your contribution today." Su Ming encouraged these four, noting that they temporarily had no role: "You can go home first; I'll notify you when there are performances."
The play was over and the goal achieved, these people weren't needed anymore for the time being.
Faced with Dormammu, only the Demon God Faltin could be of help.
The young pumpkin shook his head, speaking with regret: "We only sang and danced for a few hours, but the Prince he... sigh!"
Another pumpkin expressed some sentiment, looking at the reddish ground: "Evil God Omar left him behind; could she be planning to eat him? What can be done now?"
Su Ming's mouth twitched slightly, showing an ambiguous smile: "The food she's thinking of is different from what you guys imagine eating, don't worry."
After sending away these pumpkins, Su Ming rhythmically tapped the planet, conversing with Faltin. The original plan to release Omar needed some adjustment. To control the scope of the battle impact, it's best everyone acts within the sub-plane as a cage.
The gate-keeping Faltin needs to block the flow of external dark dimension energy. The time she can buy determines the battle duration, this must be resolved within that time frame against Dormammu.
After reaching an agreement, Su Ming let Faltin send him back underground, resting at Olini's house, waiting for the opportune moment. Before the battle, he'll need to get Olini back; otherwise, he might die if affected by the conflict.
The battle between dimensional demon gods is no joke.
.............
Months later.
Under the cooperation of two demon gods, working both inside and out with a grindstone-like effort, after several weeks, the cage was finally smashed out with another hole that could accommodate demon gods. Su Ming and Faltin sneaked in.
The so-called visit time was finally approaching, watching Faltin send Olini away with magic, under Omar's reluctant gaze. Her own flame incarnation, along with Deathstroke, hid under Omar's big bed, waiting for Dormammu to step into the trap.
Faltin didn't feel green at all; maybe they don't care about such things.
At this moment, her attitude towards Omar could even be considered friendly, given Omar seemed to have changed significantly compared to thousands of years ago.
Of course, it might also be Faltin's own mindset that has changed.
Having accepted the premise that the group could pursue matter, after using the Faltin series of spells, there are more things to pay the price with. Previously it was only souls and energy; now, flesh organs or items containing energy are viable.
Acquiring matter, Faltin felt her power had increased slightly, although only a bit, she acknowledged Deathstroke's contributions. It was the Supreme Mage's advice that helped her avoid pitfalls, walking on the right path.
That's why she turned off her own light and heat, becoming a pitch-black appearance, quietly waiting for Deathstroke's orders. Once Dormammu entered the cage and was entangled by Omar, she'd go to block the door.
Omar, meanwhile, sat on the bed, using her skirt to cover the two beneath, striving to disguise her blissful expression, adopting the usual look as if others owed her money.
Time slowly flowed, and everything was incredibly quiet, Su Ming could only hear his heartbeat, while he let Strangulation completely cover this sound.
When the light of the distant fixed star was blocked by a planet, and the space became utterly dark, this darkness began to surge, rolling and roaring like a tsunami.
A pair of gigantic eyes appeared in the distance, and the black sea-like undulating matter gradually condensed into a humanoid figure that obscured the sky and sun.
The giant monsters Su Ming had seen before, whether Barbatos or the Final Ferryman, or the Alien Celestial Gods Group in this side, were as tiny as ants compared to Dormammu.
His eyes alone were larger than a planet, and the invisible crown burning with dimensional fire was like the Hell Plane, worn atop Dormammu's head.
"My sister, I have come to see you!"
Omar calmed her mind, slightly adjusted her body angle, not responding to Dormammu's call.
Dormammu paused for a moment, then shrank his avatar, teleporting directly into the cage through the dark matter. This time, he fought to a draw with the Black Dragon God, and now he needed to boast to his sister. He walked straightforwardly to Omar, sat beside his sister, and grabbed her hand to chat.
Deathstroke, hiding under the bed, was also completely black—his disguise color. At this moment, the red light flickered across his visor, nodding towards Faltin beside him.
It's time to act; next, to defeat a demon god in his own dimension depended on how well Omar understood her brother.