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Chapter 172
chapter 109 part 1
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 109
After a long while, Death spoke coldly, "These Transformers instantly gained independent souls; there's no doubt about this, as you can all see. Regardless of how their souls were born and instantly matured, they undeniably possess complete souls. More importantly, the souls of those deceased Transformers did not come to me. Instead, they bypassed my rules and went to... Martin!"
An uproar erupted among the Gods.
Death is both a living deity and a cosmic law governing the universe's end. Any life that dies in this universe, unless its soul is annihilated by a foe, will inevitably arrive before Death in a bewildered state. This is the inevitable result of the universe's rules.
But now... of these trillions upon trillions of Transformers, not a single deceased soul came to Death?
"The souls of these beings can actually ignore the restraints of the universe's fundamental rules and return directly to Martin's hands... I can see countless souls returning to Martin's body... That bastard!!"
Finally, Death gritted her teeth, appearing utterly furious.
She is Death, and Death is her!
But now, Martin can instantly create endless Transformer souls, that's one thing, but when they die, he actually rudely interrupts her process and reclaims every single one, not letting a single soul come to her?!
He wouldn't even let her have one, not even bothering to pretend?!
"That Allspark is a divine artifact that transcends a single universe! At least, a single universe is definitely not that weapon's limit!"
Death gritted her teeth and whispered coldly.
"Then we must find a way to decipher the reason he can create souls without limit! This ability is too uncanny; it directly bypasses, even crushes and temporarily replaces the original cosmic rules, forming a perfect closed loop of his own creation and termination."
A deity spoke.
Many gods thought of Galactus, who wields creation and destruction, then sighed again. The invincible Galactus had already been captured by the Annihilation Insectoid Race and dragged into the Negative Zone.
Don't be fooled; since the Big Bang, Galactus has always been in a state of hunger, recruiting a large number of subordinates, known as "Heralds of Galactus," to scour for planets to consume, making Galactus seem like a useless entity.
However, according to ancient legends, Galactus is merely in his initial form. Once this Creator God is sated, his past destructive form will be severed instantly, and he will transform into the noble Lifebringer, specializing in sowing seeds of life and awakening life on various barren, desolate planets.
It's just that no one has ever seen the Lifebringer. They have waited for over ten billion years, only to see Galactus perpetually in a state of "roam-eat-roam-eat-roam-eat."
If Galactus could evolve into the Lifebringer and fulfill his duty of creation, then perhaps Martin's secret of unlimited soul creation could be uncovered.
(Author's Note: Another chapter will be released soon. Please consider subscribing, esteemed readers! Since June 1st, the novel's performance has been declining daily. Your support would be greatly appreciated!)
Chapter 205
"Well then, let's put Martin's matter aside for now. He is already on par with us; though not a cosmic entity of this universe, his stature is already comparable to ours. The question now is, should we rescue Galactus?"
Thanos's nominal grandfather, Kronos, spoke coldly.
As soon as these words were uttered, all the deities fell silent, recalling the terror of the Annihilus Bug King. No god spoke.
The Annihilus Bug King, Annihilus, Lord of the Negative Zone, commands the Annihilation Insectoid Race, so terrifying that they can devour even gods completely. He is definitely a top-tier, single-universe level character; even ancient cosmic gods are unwilling to provoke him.
Simply because Annihilus is older and more powerful than them, and even more ferocious, completely unreasonable, and he possesses a powerful divine artifact.
To anger him would truly result in death.
"Among us gods, there is no obligation for mutual assistance. Unless facing a major crisis of the universe's annihilation, mutual interference is not permitted, to avoid triggering unnecessary god wars and causing significant damage to this universe."
This time, the one who spoke was surprisingly Oblivion. He coldly uttered this statement and turned to leave.
Even as a fellow Creator God, Oblivion showed extreme indifference, with absolutely no intention of going to war with Annihilus.
Galactus? Let him die; he doesn't care.
The gods fell silent, then left one after another. On the faces of a few entities, cold smiles were clearly visible.
Some deities concealed themselves in their respective exotic realms, quietly overlooking this unprecedented great war.
It was truly of unprecedented scale; a casual glance revealed the brutal confrontation between the mechanical legions and the insect tide. Whenever they met, it began with long-range saturation fire or superpower coverage. Upon closing in, they directly discarded heavy firearms and blaster cannons, drawing blades and swords, charging into a frenzied slaughter.
Transformers fiercely hacked at an insect, the insect shrieked and lunged forward to bite a Transformer. Such scenes were simply everywhere; melee combat is always the most brutal form of warfare.
The mangled corpses of the insectoids and the shattered parts of Transformers drifted throughout the entire universe. The terrifying roars and bursts of energy fluctuations that permeated all star systems spoke of the war's brutality.
This was a true war between endless sentient machines and the endless insect tide. Both sides possessed absolute, overwhelming numbers, both possessed the ability to quickly achieve combat readiness upon creation, both could adapt to harsh environments, and both could maintain considerable combat power and fighting spirit even with their bodies severely damaged.
An astonishing similarity.
The two great scourges, in this Marvel world, waged a long and brutal war of attrition.
Both sides were desperately vying for valuable planets. As soon as one was occupied, they would immediately begin frantically seizing or devouring valuable minerals, rapidly converting them into new soldiers on the spot.
Every single planet was a fiercely contested battlefield.
Many high-ranking entities had no choice but to look down with shocked expressions, watching this unprecedented grand war. Even the most ancient deities were watching with solemn expressions.
As the leader of the insect tide scourge, Annihilus appeared extremely calm. It merely cast its gaze outwards casually, glanced at the outside world, then dismissed it.
Not that it didn't care, but because there were more important things to do.
"Galactus, Creator God, you are doomed to die. You might as well surrender all your cosmic energy to me and let me strengthen my race."
On a colossal high-tech instrument, Galactus was held captive in layers of restraints, with a continuous stream of strange energy being forcibly siphoned from his body by the instrument.
The Bug King Annihilus sat on his throne, indifferently observing Galactus, only revealing a hint of satisfaction when seeing the siphoned cosmic energy.
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 109
After a long while, Death spoke coldly, "These Transformers instantly gained independent souls; there's no doubt about this, as you can all see. Regardless of how their souls were born and instantly matured, they undeniably possess complete souls. More importantly, the souls of those deceased Transformers did not come to me. Instead, they bypassed my rules and went to... Martin!"
An uproar erupted among the Gods.
Death is both a living deity and a cosmic law governing the universe's end. Any life that dies in this universe, unless its soul is annihilated by a foe, will inevitably arrive before Death in a bewildered state. This is the inevitable result of the universe's rules.
But now... of these trillions upon trillions of Transformers, not a single deceased soul came to Death?
"The souls of these beings can actually ignore the restraints of the universe's fundamental rules and return directly to Martin's hands... I can see countless souls returning to Martin's body... That bastard!!"
Finally, Death gritted her teeth, appearing utterly furious.
She is Death, and Death is her!
But now, Martin can instantly create endless Transformer souls, that's one thing, but when they die, he actually rudely interrupts her process and reclaims every single one, not letting a single soul come to her?!
He wouldn't even let her have one, not even bothering to pretend?!
"That Allspark is a divine artifact that transcends a single universe! At least, a single universe is definitely not that weapon's limit!"
Death gritted her teeth and whispered coldly.
"Then we must find a way to decipher the reason he can create souls without limit! This ability is too uncanny; it directly bypasses, even crushes and temporarily replaces the original cosmic rules, forming a perfect closed loop of his own creation and termination."
A deity spoke.
Many gods thought of Galactus, who wields creation and destruction, then sighed again. The invincible Galactus had already been captured by the Annihilation Insectoid Race and dragged into the Negative Zone.
Don't be fooled; since the Big Bang, Galactus has always been in a state of hunger, recruiting a large number of subordinates, known as "Heralds of Galactus," to scour for planets to consume, making Galactus seem like a useless entity.
However, according to ancient legends, Galactus is merely in his initial form. Once this Creator God is sated, his past destructive form will be severed instantly, and he will transform into the noble Lifebringer, specializing in sowing seeds of life and awakening life on various barren, desolate planets.
It's just that no one has ever seen the Lifebringer. They have waited for over ten billion years, only to see Galactus perpetually in a state of "roam-eat-roam-eat-roam-eat."
If Galactus could evolve into the Lifebringer and fulfill his duty of creation, then perhaps Martin's secret of unlimited soul creation could be uncovered.
(Author's Note: Another chapter will be released soon. Please consider subscribing, esteemed readers! Since June 1st, the novel's performance has been declining daily. Your support would be greatly appreciated!)
Chapter 205
"Well then, let's put Martin's matter aside for now. He is already on par with us; though not a cosmic entity of this universe, his stature is already comparable to ours. The question now is, should we rescue Galactus?"
Thanos's nominal grandfather, Kronos, spoke coldly.
As soon as these words were uttered, all the deities fell silent, recalling the terror of the Annihilus Bug King. No god spoke.
The Annihilus Bug King, Annihilus, Lord of the Negative Zone, commands the Annihilation Insectoid Race, so terrifying that they can devour even gods completely. He is definitely a top-tier, single-universe level character; even ancient cosmic gods are unwilling to provoke him.
Simply because Annihilus is older and more powerful than them, and even more ferocious, completely unreasonable, and he possesses a powerful divine artifact.
To anger him would truly result in death.
"Among us gods, there is no obligation for mutual assistance. Unless facing a major crisis of the universe's annihilation, mutual interference is not permitted, to avoid triggering unnecessary god wars and causing significant damage to this universe."
This time, the one who spoke was surprisingly Oblivion. He coldly uttered this statement and turned to leave.
Even as a fellow Creator God, Oblivion showed extreme indifference, with absolutely no intention of going to war with Annihilus.
Galactus? Let him die; he doesn't care.
The gods fell silent, then left one after another. On the faces of a few entities, cold smiles were clearly visible.
Some deities concealed themselves in their respective exotic realms, quietly overlooking this unprecedented great war.
It was truly of unprecedented scale; a casual glance revealed the brutal confrontation between the mechanical legions and the insect tide. Whenever they met, it began with long-range saturation fire or superpower coverage. Upon closing in, they directly discarded heavy firearms and blaster cannons, drawing blades and swords, charging into a frenzied slaughter.
Transformers fiercely hacked at an insect, the insect shrieked and lunged forward to bite a Transformer. Such scenes were simply everywhere; melee combat is always the most brutal form of warfare.
The mangled corpses of the insectoids and the shattered parts of Transformers drifted throughout the entire universe. The terrifying roars and bursts of energy fluctuations that permeated all star systems spoke of the war's brutality.
This was a true war between endless sentient machines and the endless insect tide. Both sides possessed absolute, overwhelming numbers, both possessed the ability to quickly achieve combat readiness upon creation, both could adapt to harsh environments, and both could maintain considerable combat power and fighting spirit even with their bodies severely damaged.
An astonishing similarity.
The two great scourges, in this Marvel world, waged a long and brutal war of attrition.
Both sides were desperately vying for valuable planets. As soon as one was occupied, they would immediately begin frantically seizing or devouring valuable minerals, rapidly converting them into new soldiers on the spot.
Every single planet was a fiercely contested battlefield.
Many high-ranking entities had no choice but to look down with shocked expressions, watching this unprecedented grand war. Even the most ancient deities were watching with solemn expressions.
As the leader of the insect tide scourge, Annihilus appeared extremely calm. It merely cast its gaze outwards casually, glanced at the outside world, then dismissed it.
Not that it didn't care, but because there were more important things to do.
"Galactus, Creator God, you are doomed to die. You might as well surrender all your cosmic energy to me and let me strengthen my race."
On a colossal high-tech instrument, Galactus was held captive in layers of restraints, with a continuous stream of strange energy being forcibly siphoned from his body by the instrument.
The Bug King Annihilus sat on his throne, indifferently observing Galactus, only revealing a hint of satisfaction when seeing the siphoned cosmic energy.
