It seemed Hela hadn't had an easy time during the days they'd been apart either. Baldy felt a strange sense of comfort. When he was down on his luck and saw someone important having it even worse, a little nobody like him could find some satisfaction in that...
Satisfaction my ass!
He had to get the spearhead of Gungnir, then rescue Hela and have her take him with her when she escaped. His lungs were burning now. If he couldn't find a way out within the next two days, he was dead for sure!
Perhaps fortune was on his side, or perhaps he simply looked too harmless. After spending a day searching, he finally found chances to make contact with both Hela and Galactus.
"...You? Great! Hurry and untie me. Can't? Fine, then. I can break free myself, but I've used up too much magic. I need the life energy inside that big guy..." The deathly aura around Hela was too heavy. The bugs had locked her away in a remote corner, bound her tightly in every direction, and then ignored her.
Baldy gave it a try and found that he couldn't undo the restraints through ordinary means. As for Eternity's Short Staff, he didn't want to use it carelessly. He could only use it a couple more times at most. If he wasted it getting Hela free, would the Death Goddess simply drain his life force afterward? Hela was no kindhearted person.
Eternity's Short Staff was the foundation of his peaceful coexistence with Hela. If too much divine power within it was depleted, he would have no ability to resist at all.
After learning that the big guy Hela had mentioned was Galactus, he took a long detour to find him.
Those dozen or so beetles absorbed Galactus's origin