The Great Demon King

Chapter 178

"By the way, little rabbit, I remember you told me before that there is a powerful evil god wandering in the universe, that guy who specializes in devouring planets, what's his name?" Drax asked excitedly Rocket Raccoon Road.

"Galactus," Rocket Raccoon replied.

"That's right, that's him." Drax said, "He has a cool nickname, 'Galactor', right?"

Rocket Raccoon nodded, he didn't know where this big guy's brain circuit was knotted again, why did he suddenly ask this.

"I think Qian Song is a member of our Guardians of the Galaxy, so he should have a nickname." Drax puffed up his chest and said, "Just like me, my nickname is 'Destroyer', and you, Uh... You have too many nicknames, such as Little Rabbit and Little Monkey, and Quill, whose nickname is 'Star Lord', so I also want to give Qian Song a resounding title! "

"Oh? Tell me." Rocket Raccoon doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. He doesn't believe that this guy with a brain full of muscles can come up with a good name.

"Planet Breeder!" Drax announced loudly, making a fist with one hand and lifting it upwards, as impassioned as if he were shouting the slogan of rebellion.

"How about this title? Is it as majestic as 'Galactor'?" Drax put down his fists, put his hands on his hips, and said triumphantly: "Praise me, praise me! Hahahaha!"

"I'll fuck your uncle!" Qian Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but couldn't hold back, and put his foot on Drax's big butt.

"Hahahahaha!" Rocket Raccoon couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing.

The witch on the side also pursed her lips and laughed. She looked at the members of the Guardians of the Galaxy with envy in her eyes, envious of the natural and close relationship between them.

The tree man Groot didn't smile, but asked curiously, "I'm Groot?"

"Groot, stop asking. You're still young. I'll tell you about 'what does mating mean' when you grow up." Rocket Raccoon replied, rubbing his belly aching from laughing.

The witch looked at the tree figure Groot's tall body, and was a little speechless: You call this "still small"?
The few people walked forward for a while, and came to Saul.

Qian Zhenduo tried many times, but he still couldn't unlock the chains on Sol.

Sure enough, Qian Song's previous judgment was correct, the person who tied the bell had to be untied. This chain is a knot in Sol's own heart. Even if the ancient creature inside the planet is dying, it doesn't mean that this chain will automatically disappear.

"Grandpa, I tried my best..." Qian Zhenduo walked up to Qian Song with his head down and said in a little disappointment.

"It's okay." Qian Song gently stroked the two Nezha hair buns on his grandson's head: "Ah, it feels so good~"

There is so much money: "Huh?"

Qian Song: "Uh...cough cough, I mean, just do your best, just do your best."

Qian Song walked up to Saul and tried to touch the chain, but his fingers passed through the chain—this thing has now lost its substance, just like a phantom, it can only restrain Saul.

Qian Zhenduo is a gem of reality, and it is impossible to erase an "unrealistic" thing.

This chain is somewhat similar to the "attachment" in Buddhism. As the saying goes, "attachment" is also emptiness, and "emptiness" cannot be erased, because it does not exist in the first place.

How did you say that Buddhist verse?

There is nothing, where can the dust be.

…………

"Woo~~~~~~"

At the South Pole of the planet, tens of thousands of kilometers away from Qian Song and others, the ice layer broke, exposing a huge ice valley hundreds of miles wide. It was from this ice valley deep underground that the ancient life uttered its last cry of life.

After the conscious body was eliminated, its physical body died.

No one knows what it is, whether it is a native creature of the Marvel universe, or whether it has witnessed the vigorous evolution of the universe.

If you have to classify it, then it should belong to the evil camp of chaos—it can acquiesce to weak races like the Stolons living on its body like parasites, but it hurts every traveler passing by. To kill, and in the cruelest form of mental torture.

As the saying goes, the wicked have their own grind.

Qian Song, a villain who claims to be a gentleman, avenged any revenge he had on the spot.

No, the "posthumous child" of this ancient life was born the moment it died.

This little thing tore through the "belly" of ancient life, grew rapidly like a golden cudgel, and finally broke through the earth's crust, drilled out of the ground, and popped its head 20 centimeters in front of Qiansong's toes.

Qian Song felt something in his heart, squatted down, and narrowed his eyes:

I saw a small flower with a diameter of only about 1 mm standing alone on the ground.

If Qian Song hadn't been the caster of the "fertility technique", I'm afraid he could only see the details of this flower clearly with a magnifying glass.

"Just...that's it?"

This doubt is a true portrayal of Qian Song's heart.

Such a large planet-level ancient life form, after being sucked out of all its abilities and vitality, only such a little one the size of a sesame seed was born?
Are you kidding me?

Even if it's not a "face-hugger" as big as the Himalayas with its teeth and claws, it should at least have the air of a big monster, right?

What kind of thing is born here?
Of course, complaining about it, Qian Song is not completely unprepared - the last comment of this evil method explains very clearly that the things born by the fertility technique seem to be living things, but they are not living beings, so they should be called For 【device】.

What is a "device"?
There is a note in the inheritance of the big demon-the object and the week are tools.

What is the meaning of "things are made into objects"?
In ancient times, people used various things, including but not limited to living people, livestock, beautiful jade, etc. to sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth, and the tools used to hold the sacrifices were called "vessels".

In the inheritance of evil methods, the original meaning of "device" is used as an extension-creatures that have been affected by the fertility technique, to put it bluntly, are "sacrifices", and all the essence of this sacrifice will be drained after being sucked dry. Concentrate into a container and sacrifice to the caster himself.

How else could it be said that this is sorcery?

How can it deserve to be called "evil" if it is not insidious to the extreme?

Qian Song's fingers lightly touched this "little flower" the size of a sesame seed.

This "little flower" instantly turned into white light dust and melted into Qian Song's fingertips.

After 1 second, Qian Song regretted it.

He regretted that he was not ready to touch this "sacrifice".

If the previous hour was the process of compressing the essence of that ancient life body, then integrating into Qian Song's body now is the process of "decompression".

Just like the fusion of the Mind Gem was almost burst last time, this time it was "out of memory".

"Ghost channel, open it for me!"

(End of this chapter)