Star Lord waved a hand, and the "hatch" of the Mother Goddess's Womb opened directly. Asura tossed the handsome young white man into the flesh chamber, then injected the blood stored in the dagger into it.
Once the dagger had returned to its pitch-black state and the young white man's body had been dyed red, Asura sheathed the dagger and stepped back two paces.
The hatch of the Mother Goddess's Womb closed. This artifact made of flesh and blood began to pulse powerfully like a heart. Behind the hatch, covered by a thin pale membrane, the young white man convulsed violently as his body began to melt, as though he had fallen into the stomach of some enormous beast.
Once the offspring had been sacrificed, the Mother Goddess's Womb pulsed ever more intensely. An embryo visibly formed inside the chamber, rapidly developing into a baby. The baby grew sturdily, soon becoming a child, then swiftly passing through adolescence, youth, middle age, and old age.
The hatch slowly opened, and a hand pushed apart the membrane covering the entrance to the flesh chamber.
With a tearing hiss, an elderly man with graying temples, a tall build, and a slightly bulbous nose stood up from the flesh chamber, his entire body slick with mucus.
It was none other than Wine God Old Mc!
He looked around. His gaze shifted from bewilderment to clarity, then from clarity to shock and vigilance. He stared guardedly at Star Lord, repeatedly glancing up at the Black Moon overhead.
From that information alone, he understood that Lunar Moon Lord had perished and that Star Lord had seized his origin.
But he could not understand why Asura was peacefully coexisting with Star Lord. Judging by the situation, his resurrection had apparently been carried out right under Star Lord's