"Are we really going to do this, Thanos?"
Inside a gigantic H-shaped spacecraft, Death nestled against Thanos's elbow. She looked delicate and pitiful, uncertain about everything the future held.
Like the most ordinary woman, worrying over her livelihood.
This only made Thanos feel more tenderness for her. His massive purple hand settled on the Goddess's waist, pulling her into his embrace as he answered:
"Rest assured, my Goddess. You needn't come with us. I will wipe out every enemy who covets you. Yes, you told me where they came from, and you told me of their past, but with your love, no one can stand against me!"
Death blinked, seeming deeply moved, yet she shook her head repeatedly. "No, don't go. I'll worry about you."
"Hahahahaha! My Goddess, if someone threatened your existence and I could remain unmoved, then I would be unworthy of being your man!" Thanos straightened up. Before him stood an enormous piece of equipment, with the hungry Planet Eater bound to a cross like a prisoner.
He seemed to have exhausted all his energy. His entire body had shrunk, and he was now only around forty meters tall, looking utterly listless.
Galactus was indeed powerful, and it was true that Thanos no longer had the Infinity Gauntlet. But with Death's assistance, Galactus alone could not withstand the two of them working together.
As a living creature, the Planet Eater was completely restrained by Death.
Thanos had no intention of harming Galactus. He wanted to use Galactus's power.
He held the last gem in his hand: the Time Stone that had come from Another World. That was the clue.
The plan was actually quite simple: feed Galactus a few planets near Shi'ar Empire territory and draw the Shi'ar fleet into defending them.
Thanos would then slip in