The looming crisis of destruction frantically stimulated Ego's sixth sense.
"Damn mortal!"
Ego was both shocked and enraged as he tried to break free.
But his condition was no better than Quill's or Quicksilver's.
His body had taken on the ashen pallor of depleted energy.
Quill's fingers were like iron pincers, while Quicksilver's speed left him unable to move an inch.
As time ticked by, the destructive fluctuations coming from the core grew clearer and clearer!
"Peter!"
Ego let out one final roar, trying to seize the last thread of their bloodline connection:
"You are a god!
My blood flows through your veins!
You possess the potential for Eternity!
If I die, the power of this bloodline will fall completely dormant!
You will turn back into that... pathetic mortal!
A worm who can only listen to that trashy music of yours and steal petty things across the universe!
You—can you really accept that?!"
Quill slowly raised his head, his face smeared with blood and dirt.
A clear smile tugged at his lips.
There was no greed for power, no longing for immortality.
Only the calm and mockery of dust settling.
He looked at Ego, at this "father" who had given him life, yet tried to control him and destroy everything he cherished.
Using the last of his strength, he said clearly:
"So... what? Motherfucker!"
Those words were light, yet they were like a massive hammer.
They smashed ruthlessly into Ego's final pride and reason for existence.
Boom—!!!!
Ego was given neither time to react nor any chance for a farewell.
The instant Quill's words fell, deep within Ego's core—
The bomb Groot had planted—its timer hit zero!
The infrasound instantly drowned out all other noise.
With Ego's core as its origin, an indescribable, purely dark "point" suddenly appeared!
What followed