The Tin Can's Trump Card and the Unreasonable Power of Black Magic!

"I!"

"The great Eradicator."

"You have defied the cosmic ban. I have been ordered to wipe out Earth's civilization."

"You had better not stand in my way!"

The Eradicator stood among the stars, holding forth with insufferable arrogance.

Ren had just seized Chthon's supreme authority, and his aura had withdrawn so completely that he seemed utterly ordinary.

To the Eradicator, the Earthling opposite him looked unremarkable, no different from an ordinary sorcerer.

Little did he know that Ren had already learned everything there was to know about this tin can.

"So you're the executioner they send to do their dirty work?"

Ren's expression remained calm as he asked.

The Eradicator had never had much of a reputation across the Multiverse.

To the top-tier powers who knew the truth, he was the number one villain everyone wanted to take down.

With the Celestials behind him, he went around claiming to preserve balance and wiped out entire civilizations at the drop of a hat.

To Ren, such wanton slaughter was no different from a knife-wielding maniac killing people in the street. It was the work of an executioner, plain and simple.

"Executioner?"

"Absurd!"

"I am the great Eradicator."

"I maintain the proper functioning and ecological balance of the entire universe."

"These natives violated the supreme laws. They brought their extermination upon themselves."

The Eradicator defended himself loudly, without a trace of concern.

"Violated the laws of the universe?"

"Then why don't you go after Galactus?"

Ren gave a derisive laugh, making no effort to hide the mockery in his voice.

"Lord Galactus is himself the embodiment of the universe's ultimate laws."

"He bears the destiny of bringing the universe to its end."

"Devouring planets is his supreme, sacred mission."

The Eradicator countered with righteous conviction. He sounded so certain he almost fooled