"I refuse to believe that nonsense. I've killed the God of Stories once already." As Deathstroke spoke, he activated the Time Stone again and watched the green light reverse the surrounding time once more. "Planet Eater, who harmed you? Don't say the name. Write it down, in English."
The giant still had one arm left. He should know how to spell, right?
Time Reversal left Planet Eater somewhat bewildered, but he recognized Deathstroke. Though he did not know why, he still raised his hand, preparing to comply.
But then he heard the sound of a rope snapping inside his head. His vision went black, and his hand crashed heavily to the ground.
"He died again, meow." The cat propped its chin on a front paw, sprawled on Deathstroke's shoulder as it watched. "This guy has died three times already. I'm actually starting to say 'again,' meow."
"Again." Su Ming no longer cared about learning the other party's name. He had become interested in the intruder's methods.
Whenever Galactus intended to speak or convey that name, he suddenly died on the spot. What kind of mechanism was that? Interesting.
If he could figure out the pattern, perhaps he could gain more of an advantage.
So the Creator God was resurrected again. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Deathstroke floating before him and heard the human say:
"Don't die, Galactus. I just selected you as one of humanity's future standards of measurement. If you die, how will people know how much energy one Galactus is worth in the future?!"
"Huh?" The giant was completely dumbfounded this time, having no idea what nonsense Deathstroke was spouting now.
But in the instant he froze, Deathstroke activated Strangle. Black tendrils burrowed into the giant's head at faster-than-light speed.
That was right. It was