Lucifer's Plan

The shockwaves subsided, subspace collapsed, and the dust settled.

Everyone who had been fighting returned to the real universe, facing one another in a standoff.

The six Elders had been beaten black and blue, each of them looking thoroughly bedraggled. Even their magnificent garments, made from extraordinary materials, had been blasted full of holes. But at least they were all still alive and breathing.

Many people said that the Elders of the Universe were immortal. That naturally could not be entirely true. Everything had an end, and anything immortal could be killed. But within a certain scope, the statement was not without merit.

At least within this single universe, the Elders of the Universe were already among the strongest. The pure and powerful cosmic energies from the dawn of the universe ensured that they would not die. You could defeat them, but it was difficult to kill them completely.

But after fighting to this point, even if they were still alive, they no longer had the strength to continue. This clash had undoubtedly ended in a complete and utter defeat for the Elders of the Universe.

They had no choice now but to give up. Galacta would recover before long, and no one knew when Galactus, who had been rescued from Sakaar, would regain his divine power.

They could not even handle the two people before them. With Galactus and his daughter added to the equation, the Elders would likely never be able to reclaim their lost face. They could only let the matter rest.

But before leaving, Grandmaster could not help asking, "You still haven't answered my question, god of Earth. That girl, Galactus's daughter... why exactly did you help her?"

"To be honest, I don't know either," Richard replied. "But perhaps... perhaps she is more important to me