As for vigilance? Countless emperors and heroes had proven it through their actions: when beauty was right in front of them, what vigilance could there be? To Ego, the one fighting the Nova Corps outside was the main body. This big-faced, lecherous humanoid was at most an avatar. Fighting and sowing seeds at the same time—that was the bearing of a Celestial.
Daisy had even fabricated backstories for all the humanoid flesh weapons. In Ego's eyes, they had been naturally bred by the planet according to his own wishes, so they perfectly suited his tastes!
Would humans care when the worms in their stomachs gave birth? No. Ego would not care too much either.
Daisy blocked out the noise in the palace. She needed to wait for the results and could not leave just yet.
Looking at Mantis, who was foolishly preparing to fight for the universe, she asked, "Do you know how to play Gomoku? No? Fine, I'll teach you."
Ego's seeding plan had always relied on avatars. His avatars took all kinds of forms—Kree, Earthlings, Skrulls, and more. They were closely linked to him, yet each had its own role.
After two rounds of battle with the humanoid flesh weapons Daisy had created, his legs were already growing weak. These weapons were far too formidable, and there was even a time-acceleration effect. In a short time, a great many marks of life had been scattered, leaving him somewhat dazed.
"I may need to rest for a moment..."
Before he could finish, the enlarged, plumped-up Ruhua charged in again. He could only continue fighting.
As Ego's consciousness repeatedly sowed seeds through his avatars, it began to show signs of fading. His main body had not yet noticed the problem here. The Nova Corps' attack had also drawn most of