Chapter thirty-two, the traditional arts of the necromancer
Buzz!
The huge and heavy force suddenly pressed on Egg, who turned into a planet, causing him to instantly lose control of his body.
No.
To be precise, it is not control, but restriction!
Borrowing a star and a planet to serve as the core of the formation, the gravitational force in the star system that had lasted for countless billions of years was going crazy at this moment. The planets that were slightly farther away fell apart and flew to the depths of the vast space one by one, except Yi.
Ge was pulled towards the center.
"Damn it...damn it!"
Planet Ego was horrified at this time and activated his divine power over frequency. However, the more he struggled, the more horrified he found that no matter which direction he exploded, he could not move his body at all.
"What the hell is going on? What did you do to me?!" Egg roared in horror.
The universe allows his voice to be transmitted in a vacuum. Even if the energy contained in it is only roughly swept from the planet in the first orbit, it will form a ten-magnitude earthquake-like vibration on the surface of the planet, and the source of the earthquake is very close to the surface.
But this could not destroy the complex texture on the surface of the planet. He was still being dragged over quickly and firmly.
Rumble!
As he got closer, the high temperature of the star poured down on him mercilessly.
The surface of the ruined planet ignited fire again, roasting Egg's "face" red.
Fortunately, Lovett did not directly throw him into the star to explode. Being stuck between two planets, Egg finally stopped moving.
Then...
Buzz!
Buzz!
Buzz!
A very regular buzzing sound resounded through the space. There were stars above and planets below. The two planets, one south and one north, sandwiched Ego. Invisible repulsive force burst out from the "South Pole" and the "North Pole", forming a circle in space.
A sphere invisible to the naked eye.
When all the commotion subsided, Egg was locked like a caged bird!
This is the power that Lovitt has mastered after breaking through to the [Holy Ten], borrowing the power of the planet to lay down a magic-sealing curse!
At this moment, Egg is like meat on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
The invisible repulsion seemed to not exist for Lovett. He easily floated from the outside into the barrier and came to Egg.
"That's why I asked you, are you okay with running away?"
Facing the huge and fearful face of the planet, Lovett had no choice but to ask.
"You are not afraid of threatening me with death. Why do you think you can escape?"
"Let...let me go!" Egg couldn't stand up now.
He could feel that his energy was not limited, but every time it exploded, it had to be weakened countless times under the interference of some unknown force to compete with the two planets. He alone could not escape from this strange cage.
"You want this planet, right? I'll give it to you, please let me go!"
"Hoho, this is what you have accumulated over millions of years. Are you so willing to give it up?"
"Of course... of course." Seeing some chatter, Egg quickly answered.
"You and I have no grievances, right? Since you want it, I'm willing to give it in."
"And you should understand, right? With such huge energy, if I don't transfer it voluntarily, at least half of it will leak out after my death. It will be more of a loss than a gain for you!"
Lovett seemed really moved and nodded.
"Indeed, my control ability is limited. If you choose to self-destruct, I can only intercept one-third to two-thirds at most."
"Right?!" Egg said impatiently.
"So you can take it if you want. I just ask you to spare my life."
"But, I refuse!"
Egg: "..."
Lovett was suspended in space, with the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Keeping you alive means letting your main consciousness, or soul leave... But the soul and body are a whole, and the soul and the divine power you control are also a whole.
Without the soul as a material, I have to find a way to create cores to control them, and I might even be injured by the out-of-control energy."
"As a god, you should have guessed what I'm going to do. I'm such an old guy who likes to play tricks."
Lovett looked at him with a half-smile: "It seems I have another reason to kill you."
Egg's face darkened and he roared: "Madman!!"
"Do you know that your behavior has touched the bottom line of the God Group?"
"If you forge a god into a weapon, you will be wanted by the whole universe! The god group will not let you go!!"
In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, the Celestials only appeared as easter eggs when the Collector explained the Universe Stones, so Lovett didn't know whether they existed or not, but now it's confirmed.
"That's it." Under Egg's horrified gaze, Lovett's eyes shone.
"Does that mean I still have a chance to continue strengthening?"
"Then it seems that I have to leave some backdoors in you to facilitate your integration with them."
"Crazy...madman!"
Egg muttered in shock.
Now that he knew the existence of the God Group and dared to act so boldly, there was no other word to describe the man in front of him other than crazy.
but……
"In that case, let's fight to the death!"
Egg roared ferociously, his whole body shaking like an epileptic, as if he was going to self-destruct and die with him.
In fact, he was extra cautious. The seeds he spread did not belong to the "seeds" themselves after they grew into young seedlings, and were still within his control.
An unknown force locked his ability to move, and several planet-level space shuttle engines built into his body were scrapped without functioning at all.
But he has another "spare" energy!
As long as he can get a second of movement, he can reignite the engine and escape.
Then……
"Pfft! Uh-huh!!"
The huge human face let out a violent scream, and the trembling planet suddenly stiffened. A mouthful of thick black slurry that was as hot as lava came out of Egg's mouth, and his body was quickly dyed black.
Seeing this, Lovett's expression remained calm, but he grinned evilly. Against the background of the boundless black energy, his white teeth were full of malice.
Meeting Egg's disbelieving eyes, Lovett smiled evilly and said: "Why do you think I left the 'virus' on your son Quill instead of his adoptive father, Yondu?"
The fear in Egg's eyes was still clearly visible from several planets away. He stared in horror, but the "muscles" on his face gradually calmed down.
At the same time, inside the planet, the core is located.
The black sarcoma-like vines that entangled Star-Lord turned into ashes and scattered, leaving him on the ground.
Plop!
He knelt on the ground, but Star-Lord had no time to look at the dents burned and dried by the black vines. Instead, he stared at the core direction and shouted hoarsely.
"Father!!!"
Just now, those stone vines suddenly wrapped around him. Unprepared, Star-Lord wanted to resist, but found that the divine power in his body was completely uncontrollably sucked away by the vines.
Then Egg appeared with a ferocious expression, asked him to sacrifice for himself in a strange tone, tied him up and stuffed him towards the core.
It was rare for Egg to be distracted. On the one hand, he used words to confuse Lovett and buy time even if he was seen through. On the other hand, he used Star-Lord as his nourishment and prepared to fight hard.
At the critical moment, Yondu arrived with Mantis and bumped into him with his jet flying shoes, knocking him away.
But because he was too close, he was absorbed by the core.
"I told you he's not a good person, you bastard brat!"
The energy core burned Yondu like lava until he screamed. Before being completely swallowed up by the core, Yondu looked at Star-Lord with kind and helpless eyes and said his last words.
Necromancers are the best at exploiting people's hearts!
Looking at Egg, who was quickly turning black in front of his eyes, Lovett suddenly lost interest.
"What a simple and boring battle!"
"I've been waiting for decades, and this is it?"
………………
Today Dashu forgot his key and was locked out. It was raining heavily outside. I couldn’t go home and I didn’t want to go back to the company. Do you have a picture of that desolate feeling of squatting in the canteen and sucking crushed ice? [vomiting three liters of blood]