Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

Chapter 244 A Second Blossom

Longbo stood in the void, followed by a bewildered black dragon, and fell into a long silence.

His premonition about eternity was correct.

He was really kicked out by Eternity.

Although Longbo had expected it, he was still unhappy about being kicked out.

Now, recalling Eternal's taciturn demeanor, Longbo should have realized that his involvement in the Outer God's invasion might be a major event for the entire multiverse.

In this light, it seems understandable that Eternity would kick itself out after dealing with the attempts of several dimensional lords to escape the multiverse.

As Longbo pondered this, he realized that there was indeed a reason why he was kicked out. Eternity had explicitly forbidden Longbo from taking parts of the consciousness of those dimensional lords out of this multiverse from the very beginning.

After further confirming the consciousness in Longbo's hands, burning them, and erasing the contract, they immediately kicked Longbo out without hesitation.

Looking back now, if I hadn't been carrying the consciousness of several dimensional lords within me, I might never have come to the Eternal World, and would have been kicked out on the spot before even meeting him.

In the boundless void, Longbo collected his thoughts; there was no trace of the Marvel multiverse in his surroundings.

The void between the multiverses is like this: without coordinates, even if the multiverse is right in front of him, he would never be able to detect its existence.

Therefore, Yongheng simply threw Longbai out of the world, thus preventing this Outer God from causing trouble in their territory again.

however--

"You really think that just because you kicked me out, I can't do anything about the Void? It seems you still don't fully understand the true nature of the so-called Outer Gods."

"They completely misunderstand the significance of Outer Gods."

Longbo's figure gradually glowed with a hazy white light. He glanced at the black dragon Titan behind him and then sent it back to the other dimension of the arcane universe.

A deep blue vortex appeared in the void, catching the black dragon Titan off guard and swallowing it whole. When it reappeared, it was already in front of Longbo's true form.

In the void, Longbo communicated directly with the mental panel, "Send me back to the multiverse we were in just now."

"We'll leave the task for now."

The panel did not respond to Longbo's request, but simply carried it out silently.

In Asgard of a certain universe, Luna opened his eyes and saw a barrier that was very close to him. After a moment, his old body gradually became young again, and his blind eyes returned to normal.

He rose from the coffin and looked at the scene, so similar to the previous Asgard. He quickly recognized where he was from his memories.

Valhalla is also known as the Hall of Heroes by many races in Asgard and Norse mythology.

In this universe, Odin slept in a deep sleep, never to awaken, and was placed in a coffin and buried in Valhalla.

Until this moment, Longbo's consciousness returned, awakening this Odin.

"I'm back again—" Longbo thought to himself as he looked at the familiar laws of the universe.

Do you want to drive Him out?

In response, Longbo stated that as an outer god, He can come and go as He pleases, and no one can force Him to leave if He does not wish to.

Even if the current projection is killed, his main body can still send projections to do whatever he wants.

After briefly familiarizing himself with the powers he had gained from the dimensional lords, Longbo once again left Valhalla in Asgard, preparing to continue his quest to cause trouble for the Celestial Eradicators.

However, just as Longbo reached the door, a figure came into view, much to his surprise.

"Loki?"

The newcomer was none other than Loki, one of Odin's eldest sons, of the blood of the Frost Giants, and the greatest sorcerer of the Nine Realms.

He was wearing his signature dark green robe and a golden helmet with horns, but his face looked more mature than the previous Loki.

"I remember, the version of you in this universe is already dead, right?" Lunapoleon stared at Loki, uttering the information he knew from his memories.

To this, the seemingly weathered Loki gently shook his head. "No, Father, the me in this universe did not die after falling off the Rainbow Bridge, nor did I cooperate with Thanos like the other versions of myself."

Loki's eyes glowed green as he sighed and replied, "He was exhausted, so he hid away, merely observing everything. If you hadn't returned, I wouldn't have found him."

Clearly, Loki here is not right. The "I" he refers to and the "he" he refers to both Loki, but they are not the same person.

Lunapoleon seemed thoughtful about this, but he wasn't too surprised, since he already knew the secret behind Loki the moment he met him.

Longbo could clearly see that the figure sitting on the countless timelines of the Marvel multiverse was also Loki at a certain point in time in a certain universe. After experiencing countless hardships, he finally decided to sit in that position and rule over countless timelines.

Although he could see every timeline of every universe and knew everything that happened in the past, present, and future, he could never leave that throne.

He gained immense power, but also became a prisoner, only able to project his consciousness into his various universes to observe the world.

Loki's green eyes reflected his father, who had been banished not long ago but had now returned in an instant, and he felt a pang of emotion.

It can only be said that he truly lived up to his father's reputation, even though he himself hadn't seen through him. Not long after being personally expelled by Yongheng, he still returned here.

Just as Loki was lost in thought, Luneburg stepped forward, looking at Loki with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Loki, is there something you need from me at this time?"

While Longbo was asking questions, his vast power did not stop, constantly searching for traces of the Celestials. Although He had returned here, He might be banished again at any time.

Although he could return repeatedly, being constantly expelled was not a good thing, so Longbo felt that his time was quite tight.

A smile appeared on Loki's wrinkled face. "Don't worry, Father, I've kept your return a secret."

"Eternity and other beings cannot yet detect your return, so there's no need to rush."

"Hmm?" Longbo was surprised to hear this. "Did you manage to fool Eternity?"

Longbo originally thought he had overestimated the power of his most promising adopted son, but now it seems he had underestimated him.

Even Loki himself wasn't confident he could fool Eternity, yet he claimed he had.

Loki replied humbly again, "It's only temporary, but I think it will be enough to sustain you in accomplishing what you want to do."

Upon hearing this, Lunapoleon stared at Loki's face for a moment, realizing he seemed to want to say something, and then asked, "Do you have something to say?"

Loki didn't mind Lonbo's slightly unfamiliar tone and distance, since in his memory, all his father's projections had the same attitude and tone.

Loki shifted his gaze from Valhalla in Asgard to his brother, who sat alone amidst the distant mountains, his white hair disheveled, exuding an air of age despite being in his prime. He sighed, "I do have some things I want to talk to you about, but it's not just me who wants to talk to you. Besides, you have other things to do before that."

"Sol might be lost because of losing you, and Hela might go to extremes—"

Longbo remained silent upon hearing this, always feeling that Loki was like a riddle teller, always saying only half of what he meant and leaving the rest for him to guess.

But when Lumberton received the image and coordinates that Loki showed him by raising his hand, he suddenly felt that Loki wasn't so bad after all.

Before his eyes appeared a towering figure, light-years tall, clad in heavy armor. The Celestials stood high in the cosmic sky, indifferently overlooking a certain star system, their eyes cold and ruthless.

Seeing the rare smile appear on this face, which looked much younger than in his memory, Loki couldn't help but recall the past.

But he said something that piqued Longbo's interest: "That's where the Celestial Eradicator is now. I think you'll be interested in Him."

"You're right," Longbo's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, "I am indeed interested."

The Celestial Eradicators, the culprits who attacked Odin, are of great interest to Luneburg.

Loki, seeing the emotions Lunabrück displayed, instantly understood what He wanted to do, and then smiled and explained, "I have concealed your tracks. If you want to make a move, now is the best opportunity—"

1m

Deep within a certain universe, in the vast and boundless starry sky, Eitar, the eradicate of the Celestials, continues to look down upon all living beings in the universe.

As an executioner, He has spent hundreds of millions of years dealing with species and civilizations that were judged to be extinct by Aristhem, another member of the Celestials, in various universes, thus maintaining stability between the universes.

He typically appears on planets that ordinary gods have visited but were unable to effectively manage. He uses his immense power to destroy powerful, advanced species and create conditions for the emergence of the next civilization.

And now, he once again stands in a vast expanse of starry sky, looking down with indifference at this powerful civilization that occupies the entire galaxy.

He slowly approached, allowing his powerful presence to be seen by every intelligent being in this galaxy.

He ensured that His own outline was displayed in the starry sky, bringing a final judgment to this powerful but condemned civilization. The overwhelming sense of oppression made everyone in the galaxy feel extreme despair and fear.

The figure that shrouds the entire galaxy has stood in the starry sky for a long time, plunging the entire civilization into despair. The once prosperous cities are now ignited by desperate intelligent beings, and the flames of war continue to spread.

Under this overwhelming and irresistible force, the mere existence of the Celestial Eradicators, coupled with the extreme pressure they exerted, caused this civilization, which occupied the entire galaxy, to begin its self-destruction.

The Eradicator surveyed the entire scene, taking in the true ugliness revealed by the stripped-down disguise of the desperate civilization, and whispered in the starry sky: "No matter which universe or which civilization, the ugly appearance they display when facing destruction is so similar."

The ugliness that this civilization revealed before its destruction disgusted the eradicators, who ultimately decided to grant them a painless death.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone within the galaxy, the giant, clad in armor and whose size seemed to fill the entire galaxy, slowly raised his palm.

Beneath that vast power, seemingly the universe itself, enormous galaxies spun between the giant's five fingers, and a star exploded under His will, its destructive radiation spreading like a supernova explosion.

The roar of a destroyed star, the chaotic magnetic field of a rotating planet, and the desperate cries of the creatures within the planet all combined to create the final melody before destruction in this starry sky.

Buildings crumbled, radiation storms lashed the planet's surface, killing one intelligent life after another; everything was heading towards destruction.

Those who had not perished in the first wave of destruction were now extremely weak. The survivors, cradling the corpses of their companions, gazed desperately at the cold silhouette in the starry sky, cursing incessantly.

The Eradicator calmly watched all this, the curses reaching Him clearly, but He remained unmoved, as if it were commonplace.

He silently accelerated the pace of destruction, intending to quickly complete this destruction in order to execute the next procedure and provide assistance for the development of the next civilization.

Despair permeated the entire galaxy at that moment, and the survivors could clearly see the enormous shadow shrinking to the size of a planet.

The Celestial Eradicators stand on the surface of the planet, transforming this planet devoid of any intelligent life. All the dead will become nourishment for the development of the next civilization.

Those who survived on other planets saw the state of other planets in the galaxy through the burning sky, their anger and sorrow intertwined, yet they were powerless to do anything about it.

Under their watchful eyes, all the creations of their civilization were wiped out, and the corpses were turned into nutrients and returned to the surface. The mastermind behind all this displayed a god-like and majestic demeanor.

However, the next second, an astonishing change occurred without warning.

A gigantic hand rose from the planet's surface, as if descending from a distant dimension of time and space, wreathed in destructive chaotic energy, and grasped the leg of the Celestial Eradicator, pulling it underground.

The sudden attack filled the eradicators with a mixture of anger and surprise, but they didn't really care.

Throughout this long period of time, He has experienced countless attacks, but this level of attack is not even worth mentioning.

It wasn't until they tried to break free from the chaotic force-encircled hand but couldn't budge and continued to sink into the planet's interior that they realized something was wrong.

The eradicator felt a chill run down its spine and made a decision in an instant. It removed its armor, and its true form leaped out, covering a distance of light-years in a single step, preparing to escape this unknown danger.

However, this did not lead to a smooth evacuation. Another large hand extended from the planet's surface, seemingly spanning time and cutting off a distant spatial scale, precisely grasping his calf and pulling him into an unknown dimension.

The eradicator's expression changed drastically, turning ashen. He turned around and used various energies and methods to attack the hand gripping his leg, splashing blood stained with chaotic energy, but to no avail.

Under the watchful eyes of those civilization survivors, the culprit who destroyed their civilization was dragged into the planet's underground without any resistance.

The entire planet began to glow with an eerie light, emitting various colors, accompanied by faint sounds of cutting and swallowing.

Painful groans and desperate cries for help continued to echo.

Looking up, the planet's surface seemed to become transparent for a moment, as if it were not simply a planet, but rather a vast and infinite unknown dimension that brutally dismembered a chaotic shadow outline, revealing a scene of devouring gods for a fleeting instant.

Until the last moment of the survivors of that civilization, they saw that the god who had destroyed their civilization had lost its life, its head and spine torn off, and blood splattering along the cracks in the earth's surface, like a terrifying sea of ​​blood covering the entire starry sky.

After a long time, everything came to a close.

The starry sky became deathly silent. A pale white skull flew off the planet's surface, its empty eyes seemingly gazing at the starry sky in terror, drifting aimlessly in the sea of ​​stars.

In some unknown dimension, Longbo glanced behind him and whispered, "We're even."

Years ago, the Celestial Eradicator ambushed Odin, who was far inferior to him, and now he is ambushing him in return, which is a very fair thing.

Having done all this, Longbo felt refreshed and then turned to look in the direction of Asgard.

Now, only Loki and Hela's affairs remain to be dealt with—