Ten Thousand Clones Scare Off a God! Galactus Flees in Panic!

The humanoid giant god stood stiffly in the vacuum of space, reeking of scorch marks, its mind buzzing like ten thousand flies swarming all at once.

He definitely hadn't checked the almanac before heading out today.

Ever since descending into the Solar System, he had been trapped in an endless cycle of brutal beatings.

All sorts of heaven-defying magic that completely defied the laws of the universe blasted him until he didn't even know which way was up.

Deep in his heart, the Cosmic Behemoth regretted things so much that his intestines turned blue.

Had he known better, he wouldn't have coveted the pure energy of the Infinity Stones and traveled all this way just to join the fun.

It was all the fault of that piece of junk left behind by Nemesis; it was simply a super death trap that killed without mercy!

As a proud member of the Five Great Creator Gods, he was actually being pinned to the ground and rubbed frantically near a wretched, remote little shithole of a ball in the Milky Way.

If the other gods ever found out, how could he possibly have the face to hold his head high at future gatherings?

He felt aggrieved, far too aggrieved!

The giant stared fixedly at Ren opposite him, a trace of unexpected sorrow flashing through its eyes.

Why act like a turtle hiding its head in a wretched, remote place?

With such heaven-defying strength, wouldn't it be better to go out into the Multiverse and rule as an overlord!

Staying exclusively in the starter village to bully newbies, what kind of hero or good man was that!

Unforgivable, the dignity of the gods must be upheld!

He clenched his back molars and roared madly in the depths of his heart.

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