Adam?
Adam Warlock, whatever other confusing titles he went by-none of that mattered. Stories about someone by that name circulated throughout the universe, and Star-Lord had heard it in plenty of interstellar bars and casinos.
Most people knew next to nothing about him. They only knew that this Adam fellow was powerful. How powerful, exactly? Nobody could explain it in any concrete terms. Running into him today was something Star-Lord couldn't decide was good luck or bad.
But the most interesting claim about Adam was that he hadn't been born naturally. He was a purely technological creation, yet incredibly powerful. That inconceivable technology had granted Adam unparalleled energy storage and control, and he could even manipulate some of the universe's fundamental laws.
Adam had founded the Church of Universal Truth, but his own name was less widely known than even that already secretive church. He appeared before others even less often than the mysterious organization did. If Star-Lord's knowledge hadn't been a veritable hodgepodge of cosmic legends, he probably wouldn't have known this person existed.
Indeed, the legitimate knowledge in Star-Lord's head amounted to less than a drop in the ocean compared with that collection of legends. And 99.9 percent of that collection consisted of stories various unreliable cosmic mercenaries had made up while utterly drunk.
"I heard he can rival a cosmic-level deity?"
Star-Lord looked at the golden cocoon and cautiously asked Borgia.
Borgia shook his head, allowing Star-Lord to breathe a little easier. He had dealt with plenty of ordinary planetary gods, but he had never met those legendary supreme gods. Coming face-to-face with Adam and recalling those exaggerated legends had made him a little nervous.
"Great Adam is not our present god, but he may become our future god. If Great Adam still leads us in the