The Starving God Lost It!

Galactus spent the vast majority of his time in slumber.

A dead universe was sealed within his body, keeping him in a state of eternal, agonizing hunger.

Normally, once he finished devouring a planet, he would slip back into dormancy, operating purely on his feeding instincts.

The only reason he had taken Silver Surfer as his herald was to have a scout and eyes on the road while he sleepwalked.

Now, his scout had been beaten to an unknown fate, currently drifting somewhere in the distant corners of the universe.

The blinded Cosmic Behemoth could only blindly barrel forward all the way, only for Ren to directly shatter his pleasant dream.

For anyone, being rudely awakened from a sound sleep was definitely not a pleasant experience.

Not to mention that the moment he opened his eyes, he had to face the awkward predicament of his number one underling going missing.

Galactus instantly plunged into a berserk state!

You're courting death!

There was no polite small talk, nor any need to find an excuse.

The boundless black divine power instantly converged into a giant hand that blotted out the sun, viciously grabbing toward Ren.

The heaven-destroying and earth-shattering pressure even made Ren's expression shift slightly.

"Seraphim Shield!"

Ren chanted a quick incantation, and four dazzling golden shields instantly surrounded his body.

Facing a Creator God head-on for the first time, he had to play it safe. Four layers of overlapping defense were enough to provide an indestructible sanctuary.

Creeak!

The pitch-black hand of divine power closed ruthlessly and tightly, instantly erupting with a teeth-grating sound of metal tearing in the vacuum.

Ren raised an eyebrow, a flicker of surprise flashing in his eyes.

It was not that the enemy's strength was too great.

On the contrary, the god's attack was simply