I'll Go Talk to Him

As Morty urged AI Rick to work like his life depended on it.

The phenomenon caused by Ulthar's death had already been seen by countless people across the planet.

Even others in the Cthulhu universe had seen it clearly.

Ulthar's death and the rapidly brewing shockwave were spreading across the entire universe with unprecedented force.

Because the death of a god often meant changes to the entire world order and the ceiling of power.

"It's only been a few days here..."

"And he's already slaughtered an Old God..."

"No matter how I look at it, this doesn't seem like his usual behind-the-scenes mastermind style. Where the hell did this Morty come from?"

"Maybe I should start figuring out how to run away too..."

Standing before his wooden cabin, Rick looked up at the sky against a backdrop of stars. Knowing that arguing with Grandpa would lead nowhere, he had already begun considering escape.

Morty might have killed the guy, but Rick had made the weapon.

Morty could just pat his ass and leave. Once he went to another universe, no one would be able to find him.

Rick had to carry on the Rick spirit, naturally.

Handle the killing, not the cleanup!

Inside the main hall of the deep-sea city—R'lyeh.

The Great Old Ones, still gathered together, stared upward toward the surface.

Even though the ocean floor was pitch-black.

Their eyestalks, eyes, and compound eyes could still pierce the darkness beneath the water and see the sky.

"Ulthar is dead?"

"The Watcher... he was eternal and indestructible! How could he die?!"

"You idiot! You're eternal and indestructible too! Did you sleep so long you lost your brain?"

"Yeah, sure, you're the smart one! Then tell me—how do you kill an Old God? How do you kill Ulthar, that Watcher?!"

The arguing of the Cthulhu monsters, along with the fury born of fear, eventually erupted into physical conflict.

Wave after wave surged through the deep sea.

The Deep Ones and Star Spawn trembled.

Even as the immense force and collisions on the seafloor formed vortex after vortex, they did not dare move recklessly before these infamous Great Old Ones.

They could only let the whirlpools drag them away one by one, even tear them apart.

In the end, Cthulhu brought the conflict under control.

"Everybody shut the hell up!!!"

"Whoever starts throwing hands again, I'll kill them!!!"

Cthulhu's face was ferocious as he roared, knocking aside two beings already fighting with his hands. Then he walked to the center of the main hall.

With a roar that echoed throughout R'lyeh, he silenced the entire city.

Even the undersea whirlpools were seemingly hit with a delete button by his roar.

Once everyone stopped, Cthulhu said, "Most of our true forms have been sealed away somewhere by the Old Gods. Those of you who are sealed, rise to the surface together and see what's happening outside."

"Those who aren't sealed, come with me. Gather all your followers and prepare for what may happen next."

"The fall of an Old God has broken the balance between us and them."

"So next, in order to rebalance the gap in our power, the Old Gods will definitely make a move and kill several of us."

"If you don't want to die, then stick together!"

Under Cthulhu's clear and conservative strategy, everyone began acting according to his instructions.

Yet some still harbored ulterior motives, wondering how they should survive the coming crisis.

Meanwhile, Morty, who had stirred up the entire Cthulhu World.

Was currently gritting his teeth, veins bulging in his neck as he repeatedly told himself not to stab the man in front of him to death with one sword. He absolutely could not stab him to death with one sword.

Otherwise, it would be far too not worth it!

"So, uh, how about we make another trip to Sothoth Star?"

AI Rick was so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground. His clothes were still covered in residue from the Magic Potion explosion, and his soot-blackened face was a completely different color from his neck.

Just half a minute ago.

Morty's constant urging had made AI Rick's hand slip, causing him to pour an entire bottle of supplementary ingredients into the main container.

After the resulting explosion.

The whole bottle of potion had been blown to pieces on the spot.

If they wanted to make it again.

Even with AI Rick's cautious nature, they lacked that raw material from Sothoth Star...

Go back to Sothoth Star again?

Go to Sothoth Star when the sky no longer even had any blue in it?

Morty did not need to think hard to know that if he went, then according to the ultimate cosmic principle—metaphysics.

There was a 99.9999999999% chance he would run into Cthulhu, who had "just happened" to return to Sothoth Star.

That kind of melodramatic incident with a two—no, three-hundred-percent chance of happening.

Morty felt that, with his luck, he would definitely run into it.

And if Old K saw that he had "coincidentally" appeared on Sothoth Star.

Then connected it to Ulthar's earlier death.

And the fact that Id Ya had now died wherever Morty appeared.

Even if Morty jumped into the galaxy, he would never wash the suspicion off himself.

But Morty was unwilling to simply open a portal and go back.

He did not want to be some useless loser who could only rely on Grandpa for everything.

Besides, while Grandpa might have been responsible for the first half of this mess, it had now become Morty's own responsibility.

Since he wanted to see this through.

There was only one way...

Staring at AI Rick, Morty said word by word, "You take the spaceship to Sothoth Star now, get that raw material back, and make the potion."

"I'll head to R'lyeh right now and keep Cthulhu and the others steady."

"As soon as you finish the potion, come find me under the sea."

"Then we run."

"Understand?"

Seeing Morty brush off what had just happened, AI Rick let out a huge sigh of relief.

For a Rick without a Portal Gun, it was far too easy to get killed.

Especially in this damn Cthulhu World. The Galactic Empire simply refused to establish an interdimensional customs station here.

If he wanted to escape from this place, he could only rely on Morty.

Once I escape, I'm definitely getting my hands on a Portal Gun!

After silently making up his mind, AI Rick piloted the spaceship toward Sothoth Star.

Morty, meanwhile, opened the Book of Eibon and began reciting Cthulhu's prayer, asking the guy to take him to R'lyeh.

Coincidentally, Cthulhu was unable to contact his ex-wife on Sothoth Star at the time.

And when he thought of how even Ulthar had died.

Then perhaps she might also...

Hm? This prayer? It's from the Book of Eibon... Is that Morty's voice?

Sensing that Morty was calling him, Cthulhu ordered the Deep Ones and Star Spawn to protect his daughter, Cthylla, before swimming toward the source of the voice.