Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

Drax looked at the result and made a muffled sound.

"this……"

Rocket Raccoon also opened his mouth into an "o" shape, silently making a "it's all over" gesture.

"You are the strongest outsider I have ever seen in my life."

Perhaps feeling that victory was already in his grasp, Igor's voice regained the elegant calm that had been cultivated over the long years.

"But that's all."

"After all, no matter how much you struggle, you're just dancing in my palm."

Upon hearing these incredibly arrogant words, Gamora and the others couldn't help but gasp in shock.

Nebula couldn't help but glance at Sif, stammering as she spoke:

"Aren't you...aren't you even a little bit worried about his safety?"

"Nervous?" Sif, who had maintained a relaxed expression throughout, chuckled.

"Why are you nervous? You don't think... that's all Peter is capable of, do you?"

The moment the words landed—

Click, click!

Suddenly, the tree roots that Igor had petrified with his energy broke free from their petrification restraints and began to converge, entwine, and solidify toward Peter's location.

Gradually, these tree roots coalesced into the shape of a human.

Then, the human figure gradually became clearer, coalescing into a scene that shocked everyone present.

It was a majestic Buddha statue, over a hundred meters long, with thousands upon thousands of hands growing behind it.

Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!

"Did you know? There's a legend on my planet that a Buddha used his palm to suppress a monkey for five hundred years."

As he spoke, Peter placed his hand on the enormous Buddha statue beneath him.

With this movement, the pitch-black substance quickly covered the entire Buddha statue like flowing water.

The originally solemn wooden Buddha was instantly transformed into an iron Buddha!

The dark luster of Armament Haki tightly enveloped each arm, making every line gleam under the blue and white light of Igor.

Having accomplished all this, Peter looked up at the shocked Ego and slowly said:

"But unfortunately, you are not the Buddha, and I am not that monkey!"

As they were speaking, the Buddha statue made a movement.

The thousands of giant hands behind him seemed to come alive, clenching into fists, then turning around and falling from all sides of Igor.

A Buddha appears on the crown of the head!

Boom boom boom!

Iron fists rained down like raindrops.

Igor, confident in his strength, simply chose to take the hit head-on.

This wrong decision was destined to cause him lifelong regret.

The iron fist slammed down, creating violent ripples on his body.

But that's not what truly terrifies him.

What truly terrified him was the energy ripples created when his fist struck down.

The ripples could subtly generate a terrifying resonance, a strange internal disruption that even sluggished his energy flow.

Igor gritted his teeth and tried to use his powerful self-healing ability to repair himself.

But before he could recover, a second round of iron fists came crashing down.

The third wave.

The fourth wave...

The force of each punch was not decreasing, but increasing. The iron fist wrapped in Armament Haki extended deeper into his body like a drill every time it touched him, as if it were driving a pile into Igor's body.

The Mantis Woman was the first to react.

Her gaze fell upon the heart of the energy giant—there lay Ego's energy core!

On the other side, Igor gradually began to panic.

He discovered a terrifying truth—

Because the strange energy fluctuations restricted the flow of energy, his repairs couldn't keep up with the speed of Peter's destruction!

The Mantis Woman stared intently at Ego's heart, her antennae trembling violently.

She sensed Igor's true situation at that moment.

fear.

It wasn't anger towards Peter, but fear.

This was the first time in all the years she had followed Igor that she had ever sensed such a strange emotion emanating from his body.

Beside her, Sif also spoke with a smile:

The outcome is decided.

"impossible!"

Igor screamed and launched a full-scale counterattack.

Hundreds of giant hands were scattered during this counterattack.

But what's the use of that?

The True Thousand Hands has thousands of hands, and it can constantly regenerate and recover!

Even... Peter's recovery speed far exceeds Igor's destructive speed!

Igor watched the giant hands that kept regenerating, and the cracks that were gradually spreading toward his heart.

For the first time in battle, he had an idea he had never considered before.

I can't win.

Those giant hands continued to pound down, getting closer and closer to his heart.

Igor felt a tremor in his core.

Real, physical vibrations.

Once the core is destroyed, he will die!

The moment he realized this, he made a crazy decision.

His body mysteriously shrank!

The energy began to compress in reverse, gathering inward from every corner of the body, no longer expanding outward, but stacking towards the core.

Nebula noticed the change in Ego's body; the light from his heart suddenly brightened several times over, and at the same time, the earth began to tremble violently.

"What's going on?"

The mantis woman's face gradually turned pale.

"He's recharging himself."

Gamora frowned: "What are you charging for?"

Rocket, an explosion expert, glanced at Peter's continuously falling fists and then at Igor's increasingly grim expression, and finally spoke up, revealing his guess:

"He wanted to... self-destruct."

The air paused for a moment.

Star-Lord: ?

"Is he trying to drag us all down with him?"

"Using an entire planet as a bomb," Rocket said calmly, not assessing the threat, but stating a fact. "With this blast radius, ten star systems within a radius would be affected."

Drax's brow furrowed into a line.

Nebula took a half step closer to Gamora without saying a word.

Ego stood directly above the core, with energy accumulating in high density around him. His outline began to glow, and the color of his eyes changed from normal to pure blue-white.

He finally spoke, his voice filled with hysterical madness:

"I have existed for billions of years."

"Death is not a failure for me."

"My seeds are scattered throughout the universe, and after a period of time, I will always be reborn in some corner of the universe!"

"And you, you can only accept your predetermined failure!"

Peter looked down at the shrinking Igor and suddenly sighed:

"You villains, you know?"

"Why do people like to self-destruct so much?"

Igor didn't respond; the core compression continued.

"There's absolutely nothing new about this," Peter shook his head, then jumped off Masaki Senju's hand and landed on top of Igor's body.

"And do you think I don't know what you're up to?"

He looked down at the small, worn-out watch on his wrist.

My finger moved one notch along the edge of the watch face.

It's not that half circle from before, it's a complete, defined square.

Something on the dial lit up briefly, followed by a visible green flash.