Chapter 146 Crush the heart of the universe! A Generation of Overlord Falls!
Ryan stared at the formidable enemy in front of him with vigilant eyes, flipping his hands over to form two completely transparent glass blades, their sharp edges gleaming.
"Come on, Purple Sweet Potato," Ryan provoked aloud, "Let me see what kind of shameful trump cards you still have hidden after dominating the sea of stars for so many years."
The face of the old monster opposite him was as if hung with a layer of frost, completely without ripples.
He merely raised his right hand, and a dreamlike, glowing cube hovered above his palm.
Matter, soul, energy... The operational laws of the entire starry sky seemed to flow across its surface.
Wielding it felt as if one were holding the entire river of stars in the palm of their hand.
"It truly is a rare divine artifact," Ryan praised without stint.
This treasure named the heart of the universe could definitely be considered the top-tier divine artifact in the entire Universe, and the mere Infinity Gauntlet was not even worthy of carrying its shoes.
Unfortunately, it was not in its complete form.
After a moment, the vast aura flowing across the crystal's surface all converged inward, transforming back into a seemingly ordinary translucent cube that quietly lay in his thick palm.
"It seems it has come to this step," Purple Sweet Potatosaid in an ice-cold tone, "My grand wish is destined not to be fulfilled today."
"However, since you insist on blocking my path, don't even think about retreating unscathed today!"
"Someone must pay the price in blood!"
Without even frowning, he suddenly exerted force with his five fingers, actually crushing the divine artifact fragment in his hand right then and there!
A violent and peerless power instantly surged through his palm into his limbs and bones.
On his already thick arms, veins bulged like coiling dragons.
The Purple Sweet Potato before them expanded in size once again, turning vividly into a purple Hulk.
The bulging muscles forcibly stretched out cracks in his sturdy armor.
Rip!
Disgustedly grabbing the armor fragments forged from top-tier divine iron on his body, he tore them to pieces in one go, casually tossing them aside like discarded old rags.
Purple Sweet Potato stared fixedly at Ryan.
"How is it?"
"Have you ever witnessed might equivalent to destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth?"
"Anyone who excessively pursues power will ultimately fall into an irrecoverable abyss," Ryan casually commented.
Moderate pursuit of power was fine, but losing one's mind for the sake of power and completely degenerating into a killing machine would definitely lead to no good end.
Purple Sweet Potato clearly belonged to the hopeless type.
"So much nonsense!"
Accompanied by an angry shout, the tall and robust body instantly vanished into thin air on the spot.
Holding the remaining half of a broken blade, Purple Sweet Potato rushed over like a bolt of lightning.
The speed was so fast it broke the limit, stirring up a piercing sonic boom in mid-air.
All the superheroes present, including the mages of Kamar-Taj, failed to see this fellow's movements clearly.
The only one who could barely capture a trace of his afterimage was Strange.
Seeing the fatal blade about to fall, Strange's pupils shrank violently.
"Ryan, watch your back!"
He cried out in alarm, wanting to voice a warning.
However, the subsequent scene made this future Sorcerer Supreme's eyes widen like bronze bells.
The broken blade slashed down, and the surrounding space was torn apart by a brute force into pitch-black cracks, the air emitting a painful moan.
Yet Ryan appeared as if strolling leisurely in a courtyard, without showing a shred of panic.
He merely tilted his body slightly, controlling the distance to perfection, and directly dodged the fatal slash.
The sharp blade tip grazed past the corner of his clothes, failing to cut even a single fiber.
Immediately after, Ryan raised his hand and gave a gentle tap, poking directly at the enemy's wrist.
Purple Sweet Potato instantly lost his balance, stumbling forward several steps before barely steadying himself.
Strange's mouth opened slightly, which ultimately turned into a bitter sigh.
Clearly, everyone learned spells in the same sanctum, so why was the gap between people so huge?
He didn't even have the confidence to dodge an attack like that just now!
This neural reflex speed, this heaven-defying physical strength, was Ryan really an Earthling?
Did Kamar-Taj really have a berserk magic specialized in physical training? Why had no one ever taught him that?
Strange's mind was full of question marks, feeling that his worldview had received a violent impact.
On second thought, running over to compare himself with this monster was purely asking for suffering.
While Strange was doubting life off to the side, the battle ahead was raging furiously.
With just one hand, Ryan easily suppressed the berserk formidable enemy, flicking his fingers from time to time to throw Purple Sweet Potato's balance completely into chaos.
He was as light as a swallow, dancing gracefully on the tip of a knife like a swift.
Purple Sweet Potato waved the broken blade in his hand impenetrably, yet couldn't even touch a corner of Ryan's clothes.
"Too slow."
"Even if you forcibly devoured the divine artifact fragments, your movements are still as slow as a turtle."
"Blindly piling up brute force is completely meaningless."
Ryan's tone was as calm as water.
When top experts exchange blows, life and death are often just a matter of a split second.
Any tiny shortcoming will be infinitely magnified.
Purple Sweet Potato's strong suit was never agility; previously when fighting the Avengers, he relied entirely on abnormal defense to hard-carry damage.
Now, even with the blessing of the divine artifact and a massive surge in speed, in Ryan's eyes, he was still as slow as playing in tens of times slow motion.
Under heaven's martial arts, only speed cannot be broken.
Pure speed or pure strength might still have weaknesses.
But if the strength can crush stars and the speed can transcend light, it truly makes one despair.
"Alright."
"I've already seen through your background completely."
"If you don't have any other new tricks, hurry up and hit the road."
Before his voice fell, Ryan's figure abruptly merged into the void and disappeared.
"Ding!"
"Your 'Chains of Vishanti' have keenly perceived the prime opportunity to beat a drowning dog."
"They have decided to solve your worries and step forward."
"If you immediately summon the 'Chains of Vishanti', the skill will temporarily gain the 'Absolute Cutting' attribute bonus!"
Good heavens!
Ryan mentally called it an expert move.
This magic definitely grew a pair of snobbish eyes!
When the enemy was fierce before, it yelled about being hungry and slipped away faster than anyone else; now that it's time to reap heads, it immediately jumps out to steal the spotlight?
Ryan had black lines all over his head.
However, no matter how bizarre his own skill was, he still had to pamper it.
A dazzling golden stream of light suddenly emerged in his palm, resembling a brilliant shooting star flashing across the night sky.
"Ultimate speed is invincible power."
Ryan's figure reappeared, quietly hovering in mid-air.
The golden silk threads extending from his hands were rapidly rolling backwards, slowly retracting into his palm.
The Purple Sweet Potato below stood dazed in place, the expression on his face complicated to the peak.
There was bewilderment, and it also seemed to exude a trace of detachment.
Riiip—!
A dull sound resembling a high-pressure Water pipe bursting came over.
This once-unrivaled Universe overlord's massive head soared into the sky without any warning!
Fresh blood gushed out wildly.
Without even having time to leave half a sentence of last words, he perished on the spot just like that, cleanly and neatly.
The entire barren wasteland fell into a death-like silence.
Whether it was the densely packed alien monsters or the battle-ready superheroes, everyone was dumbfounded.
They woodenly turned their heads, foolishly gazing at Ryan in mid-air.
Thud!
The tall body that had lost its head smashed heavily into the dust.
Mixing together with the piles of cannon fodder corpses around, making no difference.
But everyone knew clearly that everything had completely changed.
Purple Sweet Potato, this tyrant who made the entire Universe tremble.
Was completely dead!
Chapter 147: Awakening of the Abyss Colossus!
Surface of Titan.
Conflict zone.
Everyone's gazes converged squarely on the dead center of the storm.
Ryan stood proudly amidst the ruins in a pristine white outfit, completely spotless.
Ahead, a purplish-red headless corpse resembling a mountain of flesh was slowly tilting over, finally crashing heavily into the dust.
The watching heroes all sharply drew in a cold breath.
Quite a few people couldn't help vigorously rubbing their eyes, their faces written with disbelief in life.
The tyrant who made the entire Universe tremble in fear was just casually butchered like a chicken?
The source of all disasters actually died without the slightest ripple!
You must know, the corpse before them was an invincible monster capable of kicking Asgard gods around like a ball!
Everyone felt that the scene before their eyes was absurd to the extreme.
The surroundings were densely packed with endless corpses of cannon fodder that stretched as far as the eye could see.
If the villain's flagship hadn't previously scrubbed the ground with its ship cannons, the monster's remains would probably have piled up into a dozen-meter-high hill long ago.
Ryan forcefully sliced straight through the enemy's base camp and casually one-shotted the enemy commander.
The heroes looked at each other in dismay, their hearts flooded with a myriad of complex emotions.
Ever since this celestial being made his appearance, everyone seemed to have become mere decorations.
Since they had already come, they hadn't even managed to snatch a few small fries.
If things kept developing this way, the Avengers, boasting the top combat power in Marvel, might as well all go to the streets of New York to catch robbers in the future.
Shock, bewilderment, envy—all sorts of complex emotions surged into their hearts.
After being stunned for a long while, Steve Rogers finally snapped out of it.
"Master Ryan, what are our plans next?"
He looked toward the biochemical monsters blanketing the mountains and plains all around.
Although these brainless weapons were temporarily deterred, it was uncertain whether they would stay quiet forever.
Not to mention that beyond the distant skyline, a few Chitauri main ships seeing that the situation was turning bad were already preparing to slip away.
Ryan raised his eyes to scan the entire field.
There were truly quite a few injured people in their own faction. Thanks to the spellcasters of Kamar-Taj frantically opening Portals to rescue the wounded, a large-scale casualty count was avoided.
With a roll of Ryan's long sleeves, the massive remains on the ground along with the Infinity Stones were all collected into the different-dimensional space.
"Steve, you take everyone and retreat first."
"What?"
Steve was somewhat dazed.
"The enemy leader has already been slain, there is no need for the soldiers to stay behind for meaningless consumption."
Ryan's tone was as calm as stagnant water, "Leave the remaining small fry for me to clear out."
Hearing these words, the veteran inexplicably shuddered.
"Alright, the whole army retreats!"
Steve quickly agreed.
Ryan slightly nodded.
Buzz—!
A dazzling pure gold light burst forth from thin air, and a super Portal so massive it blocked half the firmament abruptly blasted open.
In comparison, the light rings drawn by ordinary spellcasters were simply like hula hoops.
Crack!
Steve was so shocked that his mouth opened wide, and his jaw dislocated on the spot.
He had always thought that Kamar-Taj's methods were outrageous enough, but today he finally understood what true dimensional reduction strikes meant!
The veteran abruptly reached out to push his jaw back into place, lowering his head as he walked straight into the light gate.
He couldn't stay any longer; taking even one more glance would be a severe devastation to his self-esteem!
During the orderly evacuation of the main force, the swarms of biochemical Beasts still remained motionless as if frozen.
The distant interstellar fleet fled wildly toward outer space like headless flies.
Ryan cast a sidelong glance at the fleeing fleet.
Want to run?
Did they really think I don't exist?
He took a deep breath, his figure instantly rising from the ground and directly teleporting to outer space tens of thousands of meters high.
"Ding!"
"The Bolts of Balthakk you have mastered has greedily devoured the miscellaneous divine power overflowing around."
"The Bolts of Balthakk is currently in a severely bloated state."
"The Bolts of Balthakk urgently needs an outlet and strongly demands immediate launch!"
Ryan released his vast mental net, carpet-searching the entire wasteland Planet. After confirming that no friendly forces were left behind, his lips and teeth parted slightly, spitting out a string of ancient incantations.
Rumble—!
A dazzling dark gold thunder surged wildly along Ryan's palm, striking straight toward the desolate wasteland. The piercing thunder light instantly illuminated half of the star system.
The forbidden thunder technique driven at full power displayed terrifying might capable of destroying heaven and Earth!
The violent golden plasma resembled countless roaring angry dragons, frantically spreading along the crust.
Crack! Crack!
The teeth-aching cracking sound turned into the whisper of the God of Death in the vacuum.
The entire Titan exploded from deep within its core, turning into powder filling the sky within just a few seconds.
Any warships that luckily escaped were all reduced to ashes in the violent energy storm.
Ryan carefully swept around with his divine sense, detected that not a single living soul was left behind, and then calmly tore open the spatial barrier, departing with style.
...
The line of sight was pulled toward an unknown dead corner in the deepest part of the Universe.
The surroundings were pitch black as death, and within a radius of tens of thousands of light-years, not even a tiny meteorite existed.
Even the light of stars could not penetrate this forbidden zone of life.
It was simply as if all matter had been forcibly erased by some higher power, leaving behind only a void interstellar desert.
Buzz!
Under the absolute vacuum environment, an eerie orange-red faint light lit up. The light was like the heartbeat of a god, flickering on and off.
Immediately afterward, a terrifying aura that could not be described in words burst forth abruptly.
Amidst a sky-blocking grayish fog, an indescribable starry sky behemoth slowly emerged.
Just the tip of the iceberg of its size was as massive as a dozen living Planets combined. Opening its abyss giant mouth, swallowing a gas giant Planet was nothing more than eating a jellybean.
Even if a top-tier expert passed by and saw its true appearance, they would definitely be scared out of their wits.
One of Marvel's five creation gods, the despair-inducing Galactus!
Although in various rumors, Galactus often became the background board for major superheroes with dismal combat records.
But the true power it contained was definitely beyond doubt, after all, it had a completely dead ancient Universesealed inside its body.
The giant god that had slumbered for a long time had now completely awakened.
"Pure... boundless energy!"
Murmurs like those of an ancient demon god echoed in the deep space.
Galactus couldn't care about thinking more; the endless hunger coming from the dead Universe within its body instantly swallowed all rationality.
It directly transformed into a violent interstellar storm, charging toward Earth at full speed!
...
Meanwhile.
After Purple Sweet Potato was reduced to ashes, the vast starry sea completely turned into a mess.
Interstellar pirates, major empires, and the Nova Corps all rushed out to frantically plunder the rich heritage left behind by the tyrant.
The flames of war burned wildly in various star systems every day.
However, soon the wars and chaos across the entire Universe pressed the pause button without warning.
A starry sky behemoth whose size surpassed Planets actually began wandering around in space!
Major alien civilizations were so frightened like rats seeing a cat that they turned around and fled, desperately recalling all interstellar warships to their mother Planets for a desperate defense.
The noisy starry sea instantly plunged into a dead silence.
The turbulent waves of the outer star systems did not affect Earth by even a fraction.
The decisive battle concluded, and everything returned to tranquility.
Especially the spellcasters of Kamar-Taj, who returned to a stable life of guarding different dimensions and bitterly cultivating spells.
Thanks to Ryan turning the tide, after an apocalyptic battle was fought, the Sanctum didn't even have a single severely injured person appear.
Ryan's prestige in the Sanctum soared straight to the clouds.
Casually strolling outside for a circle, all around were gazes of fanatical worship.
If the Sorcerer Ancient One abdicated, he would definitely be the well-deserved number one figure of Kamar-Taj.
However, Ryan had no interest in empty fame.
He had long been accustomed to peace and quiet, soaking in the library every day to study the book of the vishanti, completely unconcerned with the mundane trivialities outside.
Chapter 148: The Shocked Security Council! S.W.O.R.D.Faces a World-Ending Alert Just After Completion!
Unlike the carefree hermits of Kamar-Taj, top officials around the World were frantic and overwhelmed.
Although Nick Fury appeared to be an idle person on the surface, behind the scenes he still deeply won the trust of top officials, holding massive funds, and could even build a Helicarrier quietly.
This black-hearted Agent leader witnessed the alien war from beginning to end.
After witnessing the enemy flagship and terrifying alien technology, his paranoia acted up again.
If an alien fleet invasion happened again, what use would relying on just a few superheroes be?
In case the superheroes happened not to be home, wouldn't Earth go straight to ruin?
He hastily contacted his former old employer—the WorldSecurity Council, forcibly initiating an emergency encrypted video conference.
"S.W.O.R.D. must be established immediately!" Fury's single eye widened, his tone leaving no room for negotiation, "The extraterrestrial threat is imminent, and we must pull up an iron-walled defense line in near-Earthorbit!"
"What space defense line?" A Security Council high official looked extremely displeased, "Is the secret Base on the ground still not enough? Fury, the funds you burn every year are enough to equal the total output value of two medium-sized countries, yet we haven't seen a shred of actual profit to this day."
Although the Security Council devolved power, it was definitely not a pushover, and naturally wanted to discipline the money-swallowing beast in front of them.
Fury was an old fox of a thousand years, and he wasn't flustered at all.
"The ground's security level has long been unable to guard against visitors from beyond the heavens."
With a cold face, he directly clicked open a top-secret video.
Fury always kept a trick up his sleeve against the Security Council; much of the core intelligence wasn't reported at all, and the specific details of the Titan decisive battle were covered up tightly by him.
When the alien fleet that blotted out the sky was played on the holographic screen, the Security Council high officials were all shocked.
"What is the situation? Where did these interstellar warships pop out from!"
"Are you kidding me, how could the alien fleet's firepower be so outrageous!"
The sound of people drawing in cold breaths suddenly resounded inside the conference room.
"Open your eyes wide and look clearly." Sitting securely in his fishing boat, Fury switched to the next segment of footage, "If we don't have any barriers in space, Earth will be crushed into slag at any time."
What played immediately after was the shocking footage of Ryan descending divine punishment and shattering the entire Titan with a single blow.
All the high officials instantly lost their words.
Witnessing with one's own eyes a massive Planet turn into Universe dust within a few seconds, the visual Impactcould simply tear an ordinary person's psychological defense line to shreds.
In front of the screen, the top politicians who usually didn't show their emotions on their faces were all dumbfounded, with fine cold sweat all over their foreheads.
Fury leaned against the back of the chair and asked back, "How is it? Do you gentlemen still think S.W.O.R.D. is redundant now?"
Several high officials looked at each other with dejected faces. They knew very well that Fury would never dare to use forged intelligence to fool things over.
"The funds will be approved for you immediately, Fury." The high officials finally lowered their noble heads, "No matter what, Earth must be guarded."
"Part of my duty." The corners of Fury's mouth curved upward.
Once the funds were in place, the massive War Machineimmediately operated at full speed.
Countless top-tier resources were sent into space at all costs.
Based on an abandoned space station, a massive interstellar fortress rose from the ground.
In just a few months, S.W.O.R.D.'s space fortress took initial shape.
The World's most cutting-edge killing weapons were all moved up: high-energy laser arrays, alien Skrulls' black technology, and even piles of nuclear warheads.
Although nuclear weapons had no high-temperature shock wave in a vacuum environment and their lethality was greatly discounted, they were still humanity's most relied-upon strategic deterrence.
With his hands behind his back, Fury stood in front of the transparent porthole, inspecting the full warehouse of high-tech firepower with satisfaction.
With this fortress, Earth's safety finally had a bottom-line guarantee.
Hum——! Hum——! Hum——!
Before Fury could enjoy even half a second of smugness, the shrill and piercing highest-level alarm sound suddenly exploded!
The dazzling blood-red warning lights instantly engulfed the entire space fortress.
Hei Ludan's face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Who will explain this to me! What on Earthhappened!"
"Officer, the system has triggered a doomsday-level red alert!" An Agent hammered the keyboard covered in sweat, "A World-ending crisis enough to instantly erase Earth has been detected! And... and the evaluation results show that S.W.O.R.D.'s defense system is completely nominal!"
"Bullshit! The alarm trigger conditions are just extreme hypotheses written in the operation manual, how could they actually be activated!" Fury roared out.
The Agent was about to cry.
Having learned the lesson of S.H.I.E.L.D., S.W.O.R.D.'s early warning system was entirely locked down by rigid physical logic, and there was simply no possibility of false alarms or artificial tampering.
Once the alarm sounded, it meant that the catastrophe had truly descended!
Fury was about to crack all over.
What kind of trick is this?
The S.W.O.R.D. that I built by hollowing out the national treasury hasn't even started working on its first day of work, yet it prompts that it's about to be done for?
Does Earth have a masochistic tendency, are disasters endless or what!
"Project all the images monitored by the radar onto the main screen for me!"
Fury clenched his back teeth tightly and roared loudly, "I want to see what deadly thing has come looking for trouble again!"
Returning the line of sight to the space fortress in near-Earth orbit.
Inside S.W.O.R.D. gathered all humanity's top technological crystallization.
Tony Stark even hollowed out his family fortune, providing massive technical support.
Nowadays, the fortress's detection radar was enough to cover tens of thousands of light-years.
Not to mention a massive celestial body, even a miniature aircraft would never escape monitoring.
Facing a starry sky behemoth whose size surpassed a Planet, the radar naturally issued a shrill alarm at the first instance.
"Officer, look at the main screen quickly!" An Agenttrembled all over, even their voice shaking, "The unknown target is highly likely to be an incomprehensible deep-space behemoth! It just swallowed a Planet ten times the volume of Earth in one bite! Our existing defense system is completely nominal!"
Nick Fury had a dark old face, so gloomy that Water was almost about to drip out.
As the World's top Agent boss, his heart had long panicked into a tangled mess, but his brain was still spinning wildly to find a way to survive.
"Can the inventory of nuclear warheads come in handy?" He clenched his back teeth and asked.
"Meaningless, Officer!" The Agent was full of despair, "Nuclear weapons rely entirely on high-temperature radiation and shock waves for their lethality mechanism; placed in a vacuum environment, they don't even count as fireworks. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if all the global nuclear bombs were tied together and detonated, you'd never dream of scratching a Planet's fur, let alone dealing with monsters that grew up eating Planets! We are completely out of moves!"
Hearing the subordinate's report, Hei Ludan's face instantly turned pale.
Humanity's proud ultimate weapon was reduced to scrap metal, and he wrung his brains without thinking of a single countermeasure.
The only straw to clutch at present was left with Ryan.
Perhaps the mages of Kamar-Taj could still create a miracle and pull Earth back from the gates of hell.
Chapter 149: Despair Spreads! The Gods Tremble! The view shifts to the frozen Bear Country.
Inside the center of supreme power, the Iron-Fist Emperor was browsing through the documents in his hands.
With the recent turbulent situation, he was racking his brains to revive the empire's prestige.
Suddenly, the head of the federal space agency stumbled and crashed open the door.
"Your Majesty, it's a dire emergency! A huge mess has happened!"
The Iron-Fist Emperor frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? Has the Bald Eagle attacked? Aside from a World War, what else could scare you into such a state?"
"Your Majesty, it's ten thousand times more terrifying than World War II!" Covered in cold sweat, the head trembled as he handed over a tactical tablet. "This is the footage just captured by the deep space telescope! Just nine thousand light-years away, an indescribable monster is hurtling straight toward Earth!"
The Bear Country's aerospace heritage has always been profound, and its detection technology remains in the first tier of the Blue Star.
Today, during his routine patrol of the starry sky, he actually watched with his own eyes as a behemoth crushed all celestial bodies along its path.
The most fatal thing was its speed. In a mere hour, it crossed a thousand light-years! The speed of light was practically like a turtle crawling in front of it.
"According to its trajectory, in at most one day, Earth will suffer a catastrophic disaster!"
The head's face was ashen, as if he had been sentenced to death.
The Iron-Fist Emperor stared at the doomsday footage on the tablet, his brain instantly crashing.
As a globally recognized tough guy, he had never feared any major storms in his life, but today he tasted fear for the very first time.
In front of such an unreasonable monster, the entire human civilization was even more fragile than paper.
"Tell me, this is a malfunction of the detection instruments." The Iron-Fist Emperor stared fixedly at his subordinate.
The head shook his head miserably: "Unfortunately, Your Majesty, everything is real. Our civilization only has the last twenty-four hours left."
Hearing the final confirmation, the Iron-Fist Emperor felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
His entire body collapsed powerlessly into the wide leather sofa, his eyes filled with pain and despair.
The grand blueprint for revitalizing the empire had not yet unfolded, and the end of the World had arrived without warning?
His faith completely collapsed at this moment.
...
Also plunged into despair was the distant Asgard.
Having experienced a series of fierce battles, the Heavenly Palace was waiting to be rebuilt.
Thor finally put away his playful thoughts, took on the heavy burden of being king, led the surviving citizens to rebuild their home, and dispatched elite troops to guard the palace.
Right now, Thor was sitting squarely on the throne, listening to the lengthy and boring reconstruction report from the civil servants below, until he felt dizzy.
Bang!
The heavy doors of the grand hall were violently pushed open, and Heimdall rushed in with a panicked expression.
"Thor! The sky has fallen!"
As a veteran who witnessed Ragnarok and the observer of the Nine Realms, Heimdall could be said to be knowledgeable.
On ordinary days, he always strictly observed etiquette, respectfully addressing Thor as King.
But today, he couldn't even care about the rules.
Seeing this, Thor was not alarmed but delighted, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "Heimdall, you've come at the right time! Has a fight broken out somewhere again? I'll immediately grab my gear to suppress the rebellion!"
While shouting, he impatiently summoned Stormbreaker.
Dealing with fights was much easier than listening to boring political reports.
Heimdall looked at the new king with high fighting spirit and sighed with grief.
"Thor, put away your weapon. The one coming to our door this time is Galactus, one of the five cosmic creation gods! In at most a day, Earth will become his rations!"
"What?" Thor's thick eyebrows stood on end, "We must not let him succeed. Let's rush over and chop him up right now!"
Before his voice fell, he was about to rush out carrying his axe.
Heimdall desperately stopped the impulsive Thor and roared loudly: "Are you crazy! The opponent is Galactus! If you do this, you will only push Asgard into an abyss of eternal damnation!"
The old minister's eyes were filled with an unresolvable sorrow.
Odin had already fallen, and now no one could stop Galactus's pace.
Even Odin the God King in his prime, wearing the Destroyer armor, would have to take a detour upon seeing Galactus.
Young Thor had no idea what kind of despair a creation god represented.
"What is there to fear! We still have the Bifrost Bridge!" Thor roared defiantly, "Activate the main cannon of the Bifrost Bridge to blast him to death!"
Heimdall powerlessly lowered his arms, completely losing the luster in his golden eyes.
"Save it, Thor. Galactus's power is unmatched. If the destructive beam of the Bifrost Bridge hits him, not only will it fail to harm him in the slightest, but it will instead become an energy feast delivered to his door. We can't do anything, we can only wait for death."
...
Inside the Heavenly Palace hall, Thor slumped powerlessly on the throne.
Watching Earth face a catastrophic disaster, he wished he could immediately pick up his axe and rush over.
But reality was like a huge mountain pressing down on him.
Once the new king left, the unprotected Asgard would instantly become a juicy piece of meat, and countless jackals and panthers in the Universe would hesitate not to pounce and tear them to pieces.
The family fortune was too abundant, which now instead became a death warrant.
With bloodshot eyes, Thor stared fixedly at the old minister in front of him.
Heimdall did not back down at all, looking very much like he was saying "If you want to leave, step over my dead body first".
After all, Thor compromised.
He closed his eyes in pain, his tone revealing a deep sense of helplessness: "Send a message to Earth to warn them in advance. By the way, ask Ryan if he needs fire support."
Having given the instructions, Thor buried his head deeply between his arms. This was the limit of what he could do as a God King.
Unable to enter the field himself, he only hated himself for not being strong enough.
If his biological father Odin were still around, wearing the Destroyer armor, he would definitely dare to go head-to-head with Galactus. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this World.
...
At the same moment. In the endless different-dimensional void.
Sorcerer Ancient One was immersed in the exploration of the Universe's mysteries.
After handing over the heavy burden of Kamar-Taj to Ryan, she had been living quite carefree.
Who would have thought that a hair-raising sense of crisis would suddenly surge into her heart, as if the God of Death were slashing down a knife right above her head.
She immediately cast a probing secret technique. The epitome of the thousand Worlds flowed through her eyes.
With the help of a trace of mighty power left behind by Eternity, the Old Sorcerer saw the source of the crisis clearly.
One of the five cosmic creation gods, Galactus!
The powerful enemy had already locked onto Earth! Ancient One's expression changed drastically, and she tore open a spatial rift and drilled into it.
In the blink of an eye, she had returned to the library of Kamar-Taj.
Ryan was burying his head in the book of the vishanti to study it. Looking up, he looked bewildered: "Sorcerer Supreme? Why did you end your vacation early?"
"Something big has happened." Ancient One's expression was unprecedentedly solemn.
Ryan was completely clueless. The Purple Sweet Potatohad already been chopped up by him, so logically the Marvel Universe should have entered a time of peace and prosperity, what other moth could come out?
"It's Galactus!" Ancient One spoke at a very fast pace, "Abusing the mighty power of the Infinity Stones will definitely bring trouble. A dead Universe is sealed inside Galactus, and his desire for pure energy is a bottomless pit. The fluctuation erupted by the Infinity Stones is equivalent to a super lighthouse in the dark night, attracting him from tens of thousands of light-years away!"
Hearing these few words, not only did Ryan not panic, but he even wanted to laugh a little.
What about the five gods?
If he wasn't in full state, with his current strength plus the few stones in his hand, it was uncertain who would treat whom as rations.
Moreover, the Living Tribunal and the Celestials in the Universe who specialized in meddling in other people's business didn't even make a peep when they saw Galactuseating planets everywhere, clearly showing they were bullies of the soft and fearers of the hard.
Ryan didn't care at all, and even looked forward to what good equipment the legendary gods could drop.
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On Ryan's side, it was as stable as Mount Tai, but the outside World had long been in complete chaos.
The doomsday footage that the Bear Country could capture naturally could not escape the other major powers either.
Having witnessed the oppressive feeling of Galactusfirsthand, all global senior officials collectively fell into a final madness.
The trump card items that were usually hidden away were all brought to the table.
Regardless of whether it complied with humanitarianism or not, as long as it could explode, everything was dragged out.
Especially the Bald Eagle Country, known as the WorldPolice, which had plundered countless unknown black technologies and alien relics during World War II. For
the sake of saving their lives, they launched ten heavy carrier Rockets in one breath, stuffing all kinds of dangerous goods blindly into S.W.O.R.D. in outer space.
The atmosphere of despair spread like a plague. Top tycoons showed off their divine powers, crazily throwing money wanting to escape Earth.
A certain CEO who shouted every day about going to Mars directly chartered a private spaceship and fled without stopping.
In near-Earth orbit, inside the S.W.O.R.D. fortress.
Nick Fury was busy like a spinning top, and the phone kept ringing.
Looking at the boxes of alien contraband shipped up, not only did he not feel happy, but he sucked on his teeth instead.
Good grief, S.H.I.E.L.D. used to ask big shots for some funding like it was asking for their lives, and searching for dangerous items encountered obstacles everywhere.
Now that death was approaching, they were spitting them out one by one.
Some pieces of junk even he, the knowledgeable spy chief, didn't recognize.
But could a pile of junk stop the gods?
Hei Ludan helplessly looked at the holographic command screen.
In the image, a dark, giant shadow was approaching the Solar System at a super-light speed.
Along the way, whether it was massive stars or asteroid belts, as long as they were affected by the giant mouth, they instantly turned into nothingness.
Facing an unreasonable monster, even Fury, whose psychological quality could be described as perverted, only felt his hands and feet cold, and a deep sense of powerlessness completely submerged him like a tide.
Could human civilization really be brought to a direct period?
Chapter 150: The Herald of the Gods Arrives! Renn's Absolute Defense! As one of the five major deities of the Universe, Galactus naturally knows how to put on a grand display.
Even when going out for a meal, he never does it himself easily, always sending his top errand runner first—Silver Surfer.
Silver Surfer's real name was Norrin Radd, and he used to be an ordinary astronomer.
A long, long time ago, Galactus set his sights on his hometown.
To save his home Planet from doom, Norrin begged bitterly and was willing to offer everything he had.
Considering Norrin's extraordinary talent, Galactusaccepted him and bestowed upon him boundless cosmic might.
After being modified, Norrin's entire body was covered in indestructible silver substance.
As a price, his human memories, moral values, and humanity were completely erased.
From that day on, Norrin died, and the only one who survived was the emotionless and ruthless herald, Silver Surfer.
Galactus kept his word and let his home Planet go.
Right now, Galactus locked his target onto Earth. As the vanguard, Silver Surfer logically took the lead.
Stepping on a silver surfboard, the herald possessed terrifying combat power, able to crush a Planet with a flick of his hand, and even possessed the potential to counter his master.
Swish!
A brilliant silver light flashed in the depths of the Universe, resembling a shooting star tearing through the void, charging straight towards the Solar System.
Silver Surfer prepared to forcefully break into the atmosphere.
Although he lost his humanity and moral baseline, he still retained a trace of his former behavior style.
If conditions permitted, he preferred to find some lifeless, barren mineral Planets for Galactus.
If he really ran into a Planet with living creatures, he would also issue an ultimatum of Death in advance.
As for whether the living beings below could run away before Galactus descended, it was completely outside his scope of consideration.
Hum—!
An ultra-high-frequency, piercing screech suddenly exploded in the vacuum!
It was not air vibration, but pure, violent energy frictioning space, forcibly stirring up scalp-numbing sound waves.
S.W.O.R.D.'s radar instantly locked onto the uninvited guest.
Several extra-large thrusters operated at full power, and the massive space fortress quickly adjusted its orbit, seamlessly blocking Silver Surfer's inevitable path.
On the outer periphery of the fortress, dense artillery matrices charged simultaneously, and the dazzling White light instantly lit up the pitch-black star sea, as if a second Sun had appeared out of thin air.
Nick Fury's eyes were completely bloodshot from killing.
Although he could not figure out what kind of monster the other party was, judging by the stance, they were definitely not coming with good intentions. Striking first to gain the upper hand, S.W.O.R.D. poured out all its firepower without reservation.
Hei Ludan even frantically threw out all his inventory of heavy nuclear warheads in one breath.
If these weapons of mass destruction were thrown on the ground, they would be enough to wipe half a continent off the map.
Although the high-temperature heat wave was lacking in the vacuum environment, greatly reducing the lethality, combined with the various alien black technologies S.W.O.R.D. had just assembled, the destructive power was still shocking.
Rumble!
The strong light dissipated, and the starry sky returned to silence.
A silver-white figure still stood steadily on the skateboard, without even a speck of dust on his entire body.
Nick Fury stared fixedly at the holographic screen, his pupils contracting violently, unable to help crying out in surprise:
"How is it possible that not even a slight external injury was left!"
Given the poise of the black-hearted Agent leader, he actually lost his composure directly. The wild bombardment enough to sink a continent failed to shake the enemy by even a fraction!
Before the Agent s could catch their breath, Silver Surfercounterattacked.
He merely raised his hand.
The overwhelming cosmic energy swept over frantically like a world-destroying tsunami.
S.W.O.R.D.'s proud armor and weapons were as fragile as paper-mâché toys in front of this mighty power.
Boom! Crack!
The defense line collapsed instantly, and countless precision turrets shattered on the spot. The debris drifted everywhere in low Earth orbit, turning into countless space junk.
The dazzling red alarm lights flickered wildly, and the entire fortress let out an unbearable moan.
Nick Fury's face sank like water.
Being washed over like this for another few seconds, the countless-cost S.W.O.R.D. would completely disintegrate, and everyone would suffocate in the cold vacuum.
The terrified screams of the Agent s echoed throughout the communication channels.
Several bottomless cracks had already been torn open on the solid alloy walls.
"Oh God, someone save us!"
Even Fury, who never believed in gods, closed his single eye in despair at this moment.
Just at the critical moment!
Hum!
A dazzling, pure golden light exploded out of thin air.
An extremely thick magic barrier formed instantly, firmly protecting the entire tottering space fortress within.
Not only did it block the leaking oxygen, but even several Agent s who were swept out of the cabin were gently pulled back by the golden energy.
Everyone widened their eyes, looking outside through the portholes.
In the void directly in front of the fortress, a slender figure stood proudly, facing the formidable Silver Surfer head-on.
Renn looked at the alien herald opposite him, the corner of his mouth lifting into a calm smile.
"Go back and tell your master."
"This path is sealed off by me!"
Renn waved his long sleeve.
A torrent of magic as vast as an abyss roared out, directly blowing Silver Surfer away for goodness knows how many tens of thousands of kilometers.
However, in just the blink of an eye.
Silver Surfer stepped on the skateboard and killed his way back again.
However this time, there was no longer any contempt in his gaze towards Renn, replaced by deep dread.
"Step aside."
Hoarse and dry syllables echoed in the vacuum.
Serving Galactus for hundreds of thousands of years, the number of times Silver Surfer spoke could be counted on one hand.
Today, making an exception to speak for Renn shows how much importance he attached to the person in front of him.
"Keep dreaming."
"The territory I protect, Galactus has no right to touch."
"You are even less worthy!"
Renn's tone was very firm, not yielding an inch.
Silver Surfer wasted no more words.
Without any preparatory movements, he directly exploded with all his strength.
Endless cosmic might poured crazily from the skateboard into his body.
He leaned forward abruptly, and a deep blue destruction beam of ultimate thickness suddenly erupted from his chest.
Space crumbled inch by inch, and the terrifying blue light even completely suppressed the light of the Sun.
"Shield of the Seraphim!"
Renn chanted the spell.
A giant golden shield flowing with ancient runes stood horizontally in front of him.
Puff!
The world-destroying blue light beam slammed fiercely onto the shield's surface.
There was no explosion, not even a single spark splashed up.
The violent energy instantly vanished into thin air, as if nothing had ever happened.
"The move is not bad."
Renn commented in a relaxed tone.
Opposite him, Silver Surfer's heart had long since stirred up stormy seas.
How is this possible?
How could anyone in the Universe so easily block the mighty power bestowed by the gods!