Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings.

The sudden appearance of the blue light surprised both Peter and Aristom.

The two instinctively stopped what they were doing and looked at the suddenly appearing blue light with surprise and uncertainty.

Under their gazes, a figure gradually coalesced at the center of the light.

The person was wearing a blue stand-up collar robe, and although he was humanoid, he was very tall, at least ten meters tall.

Even more bizarrely, his head was disproportionately large, almost as wide as his shoulders.

This person's eyes had no pupils; the whites of his eyes, emitting a faint light, appeared wise and profound, like two bottomless pools.

"Gentlemen, please stop for my sake."

The voice of the mysterious person who suddenly appeared was peaceful and ethereal, as if it came from a very distant place, or as if it rang directly in Peter's mind.

"Who are you? Why should I give you face?" Even though he already had a guess in his mind, Peter still asked the question knowingly.

Faced with Peter's questioning, the observer was not annoyed, but calmly said:

"I am an observer of this universe, a completely neutral being responsible for observing and recording all kinds of events in the universe. You may call me Frog Diagram."

Sure enough it was him!

Peter first thought this to himself, then couldn't help but find it a little funny.

In his mind, this observer, despite claiming to be neutral, had repeatedly provided superheroes with various information and assistance during major events because of his love for Earth and humanity.

Because of his excessive help to humans, he was even taken to the council by his own people for trial.

With this guy's appearance, today's conflict is bound to develop in a direction that benefits Earth!

Although his mind was perfectly clear, Peter remained outwardly calm, only looking at the man with a hint of suspicion.

Meeting Peter's gaze, which held a hint of suspicion, the observer spoke calmly:

"As a witness to the multiverse, I must remind you that continuing this battle will not benefit either side."

At this point, his gaze first fell on Arithm, and his tone became slightly more serious:

"Judge, the human before you has proven his strength."

His power is enough to kill gods; he can even devour the very essence of the gods without being affected.

Can you imagine how powerful he would become after he devoured Tiamt and then your authority?

What's even more terrifying is that if even you were to perish at his hands, how do you think those ancient beings would view you?

I imagine you wouldn't want the Celestial Group's reputation, built on billions, to be ruined!

Upon hearing this, Arithm's three remaining red eyes flickered violently, clearly weighing the pros and cons of the observer's words.

While Arisham was deep in thought.

"Judge, I have witnessed many of your battles. I am well aware of your strength, and even more so of your determination to protect the Earth and your family."

But that's precisely why I said I absolutely cannot let you kill the judge!

The Celestials are not just one person, the Judge; they are a very large team, and the Judge holds a very high position within it.

It's roughly equivalent to the Minister of Defense of Alicia. Can you imagine what would happen if a citizen of a small African country assassinated the Minister of Defense of Alicia?

Believe me, if you insist on killing this judge, things will only get worse than the example I gave!

If it dies, the entire Celestial Gods will surely come out in full force.

At that time, not only the entire Earth, but even the entire Milky Way galaxy may be completely destroyed. With your strength, perhaps you can manage to remain unscathed.

But think of your family, friends, and everything you've protected; they can't bear such consequences.

They will all turn to cosmic dust. Do you really want to just watch that happen?

Peter chuckled softly upon hearing this, and then said:

"I must say, you really know the art of conversation!"

As he spoke, he lowered the blade of the Black Death Sword in his hand slightly.

As the observer said, it was indeed very satisfying to kill Arithm in one fell swoop, but the trouble that followed was immeasurable.

As far as he knew, there were several beings who were on par with or even stronger than Arithm, and behind them was an even stronger leader, "Fulcrum".

Earth has absolutely no chance against these people.

"So, what suggestions do you have?"

Seeing that the usually headstrong and unyielding arbitrator had actually adopted his opinion, the observer was intrigued.

The observer's lips twitched slightly, and he then raised his hand to draw a curtain of light in the air.

Two images appeared on the light screen: "Earth" on the left and "Celestials" on the right, connected by a scale.

"As an absolutely neutral observer, in order to safeguard the stability of this universe, I am willing to make an exception and act as an intermediary to facilitate peace talks between the two sides."

As the observer, Frog, spoke, his gaze returned to the judge, Aristom, and he said:

"Mr. Judge, please relinquish your judgment on Earth and guarantee that the Celestials will not take any further action against Earth, nor will they interfere with Earth's own civilizational evolution."

"And you—Mr. Arbitrator,"

Frog's gaze shifted to Peter, a hint of warning in his eyes:

"I hope you will also make a promise that you will not actively slaughter members of the Celestials again, nor will you interfere with the Celestial Seeds on other planets completing their divine manifestations."

At this point, Frog Tu concluded with a serious expression:

"This is the only mediation I can offer as a witness to the multiverse. If either of you rejects this proposal, I will no longer intervene in this battle."

After hearing Frogtu's account, Arithm remained silent for a long time.

His three remaining eyes were still pulsating slightly, and the excruciating pain from his shattered head served as a constant reminder of how formidable his opponent was.

If we continue to oppose Peter, the Celestials will definitely win, and they will absolutely destroy the entire Earth to avenge themselves.

But what does that kind of victory have to do with me?

Peter's Black Death Sword will surely kill him!

Is it necessary to sacrifice one's life for the dignity of the entire Celestial Group?

He had no choice before, but now, Frog's suggestion at least nominally preserved the face of the Celestial Group.

The battle was forcibly stopped by the middleman, not because they lost to a mere human.

There was no need for him to kneel and surrender to a human in order to survive... Wouldn't that be the best ending for him?

Thinking this, Arithm finally spoke, uttering a low reply:

"...I am willing to accept mediation."