Cosmic Spider-Man

"I can take care of Galactus with just one sentence," Spider-Man said, tilting his head.

"If my words had that much power, people wouldn't be telling me to shut up so often."

"You know what, I have a friend... well, actually I have a lot of friends, but they all have one thing in common: they often say ' Spider-Man, can you be quiet for a second' when I'm talking."

Mr. Stark, in particular, spoke the most.

Spider-Man spreads his hands.

"So you're telling me now that I can take down a cosmic entity larger than a star with just a single sentence?"

Russell, in all the time I've known you, this is the most outrageous thing you've ever said to me, even more outrageous than you saying you can defeat Galactus.

Russell didn't refute Spider-Man's words; instead, he smiled slightly.

Galactus's gaze fell on Spider-Man, his eyes devoid of any emotion, like someone looking down at a grain of sand at their feet.

"If you try to stop me," Galactus's voice echoed through the universe, deep and ancient.

"It would be best if we all came at once; it's been a while since I've stretched my muscles."

The Tyrant's Herald smiled obsequiously from the side.

"Stretch your muscles, Lord Devourer of Galactus? You want to stretch your muscles with this group? They can't even reach your toes, especially that clown in the red and blue bodysuit."

He turned his head and looked at Spider-Man.

"You think you can defeat Lord Devourer of Galactus with just one sentence? Don't even mention one sentence, not even a hundred sentences, not even ten thousand sentences could affect a single finger of Lord Devourer of Galactus."

After saying that, he seemed to feel that it wasn't enough, so he turned to look at Silver Surfer.

"Silver Surfer, your talent for finding people is truly appalling. Hiring this bunch of arrogant and conceited individuals—are you trying to make us laugh at their ignorance?"

He burst into laughter.

The other two of Herald of Galactus were Galactus's side, laughed along.

Three bursts of laughter echoed through the universe, mocking Russell and his ilk for their overestimation of their abilities.

Galactus did not laugh.

His gaze fell on Silver Surfer.

A hint of disappointment appeared in those huge eyes.

"Silver Surfer."

Silver Surfer's starlight pupils contracted slightly.

He hovered in mid-air, his liquid metal body feeling immense pressure in that instant.

He sensed an irresistible force belonging to the Cosmic Will.

Faced with this force, he was like a leaf in a storm, on the verge of being torn apart.

I am so disappointed in you.

As soon Galactus finished speaking, without even making a move, Silver Surfer's body trembled violently.

Silvery-white Cosmic Energy peeled off his body surface, as if torn off by an invisible hand, and then flew towards the direction of the Galactus.

Silver Surfer's body dimmed in that instant, and he knelt in the void, his face pale and exhausted.

Galactus withdrew the Cosmic Power that had been given to him, and he lost his power as a result.

"The Planet you were born on," Galactus's voice was devoid of emotion, "Seems to have no reason to exist anymore."

Silver Surfer raised her head.

"You're going to attack Zenn-La," he said reluctantly.

"Yes," Galactus replied, "Zenn-La, the Planet you once tried to save, the Planet you were willing to do anything for, will also become my food."

"This is the price you have to pay for betraying me."

Upon hearing this, Silver Surfer clenched her fists tightly.

"You... you promised."

"What did I promise?" Galactus interrupted him.

"I promised you that if you become my messenger, and if you find enough planets for me, I will not devour Zenn-La."

You became my messenger, and you found many planets that suited my appetite, but now you have betrayed me and sided with those who are food.

"So Zenn-La will also become my food."

Silver Surfer lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Spider-Man watched all of this from the sidelines.

"Russell," he said softly.

"Um?"

"I really want to beat him right now."

"You can do it." Russell nodded.

Spider-Man turned his head. "What should I do?"

"Shout that sentence now."

Spider-Man looked at him.

Which sentence?

"Come to my body quickly."

Spider-Man remained silent for a full two seconds.

That sounds incredibly far-fetched.

"What did you say?"

"Come to my body quickly," Russell repeated, "Just say it out loud."

Spider-Man stared at Russell, his eyes wide behind his mask.

"Russell, do you know how strange that sounds? Especially in front of so many people? 'Come to my body'?"

Are you sure this isn't some strange magic spell? Are you sure this isn't anything...?

"Spider-Man," Russell interrupted him.

Spider-Man paused before continuing to speak.

"Listen to me, just shout." Russell said firmly.

Spider-Man took a deep breath and looked at the enormous Galactus.

"Come to my body!" he shouted again.

The cosmic void fell silent for a moment, then the Tyrant's Herald burst out laughing.

"Come to my body now!" the Tyrant's Herald repeated, his voice filled with extreme amusement and mockery.

"He yelled, 'Come on, get inside me!' This clown in the red and blue bodysuit yelled, 'Come on, get inside me!'"

He looked at the Silver Surfer.

"Silver Surfer, look at the people you found. They're not only arrogant, they're insane! Did you hear that? They think they can defeat Galactus by saying 'Come to my body quickly'?"

What did he think Lord Devourer of Galactus was? What did he think Galactus ' power was? He thought...

His words came to an abrupt end.

Because Galactus's body began to change in front of everyone.

The energy patterns on his skin rippled violently, the dark red light flickering and shattering, and his massive body trembled in response.

For the first time, disbelief appeared in his eyes, which were as bright as the moon and as clear as the Galactus.

Then he noticed that the energy within his body was starting to flow outwards.

Ancient energy, belonging to the Cosmic Will, peeled away from Galactus's body and transformed into countless glowing threads that surged toward Spider-Man.

These threads swirl and extend in the void of the universe, forming a massive, flowing waterfall of energy.

The waterfall gushed from Galactus's body, surged towards Spider-Man, and eventually enveloped his entire body.

"How is that possible?" The Tyrant's Herald shook his head.

"No... why is this happening?" another Herald of Galactus cried out.

"I must be hallucinating... This is Lord Devourer of Galactus!" The third Herald of Galactus's eyes widened.

Instead, Spider-Man's body began to change as it was enveloped in these energies.

His red and blue bodysuit was instantly soaked in a dark red light, and the gathered energy reorganized on his body surface, forming a powerful energy shell.

At this moment, Spider-Man could feel the pulse of the entire Galaxy.

He could sense those distant stars and those rotating planets... This was the power of the Galactus.

"Wow!" Spider-Man's voice was filled with disbelief. "Wow, wow, I really feel it! The entire universe seems to have merged with me."

He looked at Russell.

"Russell," he said incredulously, "Am I really becoming Galactus now?"

"No," Russell shook his head, "You're still Spider-Man, just with the power of Galactus."

"Perhaps we could call him the Cosmic Spider-Man."