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**Chapter 658: May You Die a Horrible Death!**
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
Each of Galactus’s four Heralds possessed Level Seven Combat Power, with every single one being a being no less formidable than Odin.
Over ten billion years, Galactus traveled throughout the Prime Universe, successively absorbing many subordinates and imbuing them with an outrageous buff called “Cosmic Energy,” fully activating their talents and potential.
Every life form that accepted Galactus’s power infusion would inevitably gain numerous enviable and exaggerated abilities, such as the power of infinite energy, an eternal undying lifespan, an indestructible body, and speed surpassing the speed of light.
To obtain this power, one only needed to be touched on the head by Galactus and receive the cleansing of Cosmic Energy.
No matter how useless and weak a life form, no matter how terrible their potential and talent, with one touch from Galactus, they could instantly achieve deification.
This was also why the Annihilation Wave relentlessly targeted Galactus; as long as Galactus was imprisoned and used as a battery to continuously extract Cosmic Energy, Annihilus could continuously produce an army of bugs, starting at demigod level.
The Fallen, Baron Mordo, Tianxingzhe… Galactus’s Heralds were numerous and equally powerful, but the most outstanding were Silver Surfer and the other three.
Galactus, one of the bottom-tier Five Great Gods, who only knew how to eat from the birth of the universe until its demise, often stumbled, but this was only because he was hungry, causing his combat power to fluctuate unpredictably. He even tragically became a unit of combat power in many universes.
A truly enraged Galactus was enough to make formidable enemies retreat. After all, Galactus was, in the end, one of the Five Creator Deities who maintained the balance of the Multiverse.
Tony, without even taking off his armor, directly found Richard, the “patriarch” of the Fantastic Four, a man who could be called the smartest person on Earth.
Richard’s wisdom was terrifyingly profound; it was said, “one hundred Infinity Gauntlets put together wouldn’t compare to one Richard.”
Judging solely from his performance in the comics and a horizontal comparison, Richard’s fearsomeness far surpassed Brainiac, who symbolized the pinnacle of DC Comics’ wisdom, and Lex Luthor, who had long been killed by Tony.
A Richard from a certain Multiverse could even directly converse with the Tier Ten, mysterious, and unfathomable One-Above-All.
What was even more interesting was that Richard possessed a bit of a quirky trait – at least the one in the Main Universe did – as within his rigorous academic pursuit, there was always something inexplicable mixed in.
“Oh! My God… Oh! Damn it, oh oh oh!”
Inside a certain room, Richard’s suppressed voice emerged, causing Tony’s footsteps outside the door to suddenly halt, revealing a discombobulated expression.
What unfortunate timing, just happening to catch Mister Fantastic Richard and Invisible Woman Susan in the act of making a baby?
“Jarvis, infrared scan.”
Through his helmet, Tony clearly saw there was only Richard in the room, and Richard’s body shape was a bit strange, stretched several meters.
“Richard, you disgusting fellow!”
Tony kicked open the door and cursed.
“Huh, Tony? Quick, help me! My damned body has turned into putty. Just a slight movement and it gets molded into another shape. You hold my nose, and then detach it from my thigh, carefully… Oh, why are you holding my finger? My nose and thigh are over there.”
Richard, his mouth now half a meter from his eyes, gestured.
“I swear, this is the most disgusting superpower I’ve ever seen!”
Tony, with a disgusted expression, directly exited his armor and ordered Jarvis to do this awful job.
The refined great scientist Mister Richard now looked like a monster from a Picasso painting, with every part of his body wildly twisting, tangling, and misplacing.
“What could I do? I didn’t even have time to study that peculiar cosmic ray before my body became like this.” Richard felt very innocent.
A few days ago, he and his lover Susan, Susan’s younger brother Johnny, his good friend Ben, and another friend, Doctor Doom, the five of them took a spaceship for a sky-based scientific research mission. However, they were attacked by rare cosmic rays, resulting in genetic mutation.
“That’s truly disgusting, ugh…” Tony, with a look of disgust, turned his head to look out the window.
“Hey, how are you!”
A figure made of fire flew up and down erratically, greeting Tony through the window.
Tony simply twitched the corner of his mouth in response.
“That’s Johnny. He calls himself Human Torch,” Richard explained.
With the help of the armor controlled by Jarvis, Richard barely managed to restore his distorted humanoid form, and then slowly controlled his abilities to return to normal.
“Richard, I need your brain.” Tony was already impatient; he was never a patient person.
“Brain? Wait a minute, I’ll pull it out for you now, just give me some time…”
Tony’s face darkened, and he raised his voice: “What I mean is, Earth is facing new trouble, and I need you to contribute your power!”
“Trouble that even you guys can’t solve?”
Richard indeed stopped messing around, attempting to put on a serious and “I’m listening” expression, but with his slowly wiggling facial features…
Ugh!
After intense mental struggle, Tony, suppressing the churning in his stomach, turned his head away again.
“The enemy is Galactus, who has existed since the birth of the universe, and whose daily entertainment is finding planets to eat. He has four powerful subordinates; they are very strong, just a little bit weaker than me, and very tricky to deal with,” Tony described.
“Just a little bit weaker than you? Then why don’t you just deal with them yourself?”
Richard believed it to be true and asked, completely baffled. He was a very serious person; to put it plainly, his IQ was ridiculously high, but his emotional intelligence was terrible, fluctuating wildly.
Tony coughed frantically; that was why he disliked interacting with Richard… but he truly needed Richard’s wisdom.
“I heard you’re researching something that could overturn the universe,” Tony said straightforwardly.
“You want that? But that thing hasn’t been perfected yet, and I’m not even sure if the insights I’ve explored are real or fake.” Richard finally returned to normal, and upon hearing this, furrowed his brows – his left eyebrow moved to his right eye, and his right eyebrow moved to his left eye.
…
The news that Galactus was about to arrive on Earth made numerous superheroes frantic. Everyone realized that confronting Galactus would be even more difficult than confronting Steppenwolf back then.
It was still that analogy: an ant stinging a mortal with a needle, the damage minuscule. This was like superheroes using their proud weapons to fight Galactus; after half a day’s effort, their speed of inflicting wounds couldn’t even keep up with Galactus’s self-healing speed.
Tense preparations had already begun; everyone brought out their respective countermeasures, with a desperate resolve, awaiting Galactus’s arrival.
…
In a certain constantly moving universe, Tony’s months-long actions finally paused. He symbolically stretched his limbs and continued with his work.
“Tony, may you die a horrible death!!!” Rao’s shrill screams continued without end.
(end of chapter)
2022-10-19 Author: Great Demon Spirit
Each of Galactus’s four Heralds possessed Level Seven Combat Power, with every single one being a being no less formidable than Odin.
Over ten billion years, Galactus traveled throughout the Prime Universe, successively absorbing many subordinates and imbuing them with an outrageous buff called “Cosmic Energy,” fully activating their talents and potential.
Every life form that accepted Galactus’s power infusion would inevitably gain numerous enviable and exaggerated abilities, such as the power of infinite energy, an eternal undying lifespan, an indestructible body, and speed surpassing the speed of light.
To obtain this power, one only needed to be touched on the head by Galactus and receive the cleansing of Cosmic Energy.
No matter how useless and weak a life form, no matter how terrible their potential and talent, with one touch from Galactus, they could instantly achieve deification.
This was also why the Annihilation Wave relentlessly targeted Galactus; as long as Galactus was imprisoned and used as a battery to continuously extract Cosmic Energy, Annihilus could continuously produce an army of bugs, starting at demigod level.
The Fallen, Baron Mordo, Tianxingzhe… Galactus’s Heralds were numerous and equally powerful, but the most outstanding were Silver Surfer and the other three.
Galactus, one of the bottom-tier Five Great Gods, who only knew how to eat from the birth of the universe until its demise, often stumbled, but this was only because he was hungry, causing his combat power to fluctuate unpredictably. He even tragically became a unit of combat power in many universes.
A truly enraged Galactus was enough to make formidable enemies retreat. After all, Galactus was, in the end, one of the Five Creator Deities who maintained the balance of the Multiverse.
Tony, without even taking off his armor, directly found Richard, the “patriarch” of the Fantastic Four, a man who could be called the smartest person on Earth.
Richard’s wisdom was terrifyingly profound; it was said, “one hundred Infinity Gauntlets put together wouldn’t compare to one Richard.”
Judging solely from his performance in the comics and a horizontal comparison, Richard’s fearsomeness far surpassed Brainiac, who symbolized the pinnacle of DC Comics’ wisdom, and Lex Luthor, who had long been killed by Tony.
A Richard from a certain Multiverse could even directly converse with the Tier Ten, mysterious, and unfathomable One-Above-All.
What was even more interesting was that Richard possessed a bit of a quirky trait – at least the one in the Main Universe did – as within his rigorous academic pursuit, there was always something inexplicable mixed in.
“Oh! My God… Oh! Damn it, oh oh oh!”
Inside a certain room, Richard’s suppressed voice emerged, causing Tony’s footsteps outside the door to suddenly halt, revealing a discombobulated expression.
What unfortunate timing, just happening to catch Mister Fantastic Richard and Invisible Woman Susan in the act of making a baby?
“Jarvis, infrared scan.”
Through his helmet, Tony clearly saw there was only Richard in the room, and Richard’s body shape was a bit strange, stretched several meters.
“Richard, you disgusting fellow!”
Tony kicked open the door and cursed.
“Huh, Tony? Quick, help me! My damned body has turned into putty. Just a slight movement and it gets molded into another shape. You hold my nose, and then detach it from my thigh, carefully… Oh, why are you holding my finger? My nose and thigh are over there.”
Richard, his mouth now half a meter from his eyes, gestured.
“I swear, this is the most disgusting superpower I’ve ever seen!”
Tony, with a disgusted expression, directly exited his armor and ordered Jarvis to do this awful job.
The refined great scientist Mister Richard now looked like a monster from a Picasso painting, with every part of his body wildly twisting, tangling, and misplacing.
“What could I do? I didn’t even have time to study that peculiar cosmic ray before my body became like this.” Richard felt very innocent.
A few days ago, he and his lover Susan, Susan’s younger brother Johnny, his good friend Ben, and another friend, Doctor Doom, the five of them took a spaceship for a sky-based scientific research mission. However, they were attacked by rare cosmic rays, resulting in genetic mutation.
“That’s truly disgusting, ugh…” Tony, with a look of disgust, turned his head to look out the window.
“Hey, how are you!”
A figure made of fire flew up and down erratically, greeting Tony through the window.
Tony simply twitched the corner of his mouth in response.
“That’s Johnny. He calls himself Human Torch,” Richard explained.
With the help of the armor controlled by Jarvis, Richard barely managed to restore his distorted humanoid form, and then slowly controlled his abilities to return to normal.
“Richard, I need your brain.” Tony was already impatient; he was never a patient person.
“Brain? Wait a minute, I’ll pull it out for you now, just give me some time…”
Tony’s face darkened, and he raised his voice: “What I mean is, Earth is facing new trouble, and I need you to contribute your power!”
“Trouble that even you guys can’t solve?”
Richard indeed stopped messing around, attempting to put on a serious and “I’m listening” expression, but with his slowly wiggling facial features…
Ugh!
After intense mental struggle, Tony, suppressing the churning in his stomach, turned his head away again.
“The enemy is Galactus, who has existed since the birth of the universe, and whose daily entertainment is finding planets to eat. He has four powerful subordinates; they are very strong, just a little bit weaker than me, and very tricky to deal with,” Tony described.
“Just a little bit weaker than you? Then why don’t you just deal with them yourself?”
Richard believed it to be true and asked, completely baffled. He was a very serious person; to put it plainly, his IQ was ridiculously high, but his emotional intelligence was terrible, fluctuating wildly.
Tony coughed frantically; that was why he disliked interacting with Richard… but he truly needed Richard’s wisdom.
“I heard you’re researching something that could overturn the universe,” Tony said straightforwardly.
“You want that? But that thing hasn’t been perfected yet, and I’m not even sure if the insights I’ve explored are real or fake.” Richard finally returned to normal, and upon hearing this, furrowed his brows – his left eyebrow moved to his right eye, and his right eyebrow moved to his left eye.
…
The news that Galactus was about to arrive on Earth made numerous superheroes frantic. Everyone realized that confronting Galactus would be even more difficult than confronting Steppenwolf back then.
It was still that analogy: an ant stinging a mortal with a needle, the damage minuscule. This was like superheroes using their proud weapons to fight Galactus; after half a day’s effort, their speed of inflicting wounds couldn’t even keep up with Galactus’s self-healing speed.
Tense preparations had already begun; everyone brought out their respective countermeasures, with a desperate resolve, awaiting Galactus’s arrival.
…
In a certain constantly moving universe, Tony’s months-long actions finally paused. He symbolically stretched his limbs and continued with his work.
“Tony, may you die a horrible death!!!” Rao’s shrill screams continued without end.
(end of chapter)
