Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

Peter, still in his Super Saiyan God state, casually slung the Black Death Sword behind his back and then lightly snapped his fingers.

This seemingly casual action was as astonishing as lighting the fuse of a powder keg.

The next second, Nar's body, split in two, burst into a blinding light.

Nar... exploded!

An explosion in the physical sense!

His two halves of body first emitted a strong blue-silver light.

The originally stable blue-silver light suddenly transformed into an intense white light that was impossible to look at directly, as if nuclear fusion had occurred.

The temperature emitted by the intense light even exceeds the temperature of the sun's surface.

The terrifying heat caused even Nar's body, which was comparable to that of the Celestials, to begin to fall apart in the process.

The intense light continued to spread and burn over Nar's body, peeling away, melting, and decomposing his flesh and the pure darkness beneath it layer by layer.

If the previous pain was merely being roasted by fire...

The process now involves high-temperature frying.

At this moment, every inch of flesh and blood, every cell in Nar's body, was being annihilated by the intense light energy.

No matter how frantically he tried to channel the dark energy within his body, it was to no avail.

The emperor, high above all others, finally let out a piercing scream.

This excruciating pain even surpassed the injuries he sustained when he was chased back to the primordial dark void by the Celestial Alliance, and the humiliation of being sealed away by the backlash from the countless symbiotes he had spawned.

"Damn mortals..."

Nar's voice emanated from the center of the flames. Because his entire body was being torn apart, his voice sounded as if a thousand voices were overlapping.

"You think you can... kill! me? You're dreaming! I am the embodiment of the primordial dark void! The embodiment of darkness that was conceived even before the birth of the second universe!"

This damage—this light—is utterly insignificant compared to the darkness emanating from the primordial void surrounding my body!

Before he could finish speaking, his body began to dissipate like ashes after a fire.

“You’ve won this round, mortal.” Nar’s voice grew increasingly soft, but the venom within it showed no sign of diminishing.

"But the game is far from over!"

"You have used up all your trump cards, but my consciousness will be reborn in the primordial dark void. The next time I descend, I will make you feel pain far greater than the humiliation I have suffered today!"

I will cut you in half, slice you open, chop you into pieces! I will kill you a thousand times, but that won't be enough!!!

Look at how childish he is, he's about to turn into a Darkin Blade Demon.

Unfortunately, before he could finish his harsh words, his body completely dissipated.

Because of the demise of his physical body, the starry sky that had been covered by his dark energy for thousands of light-years was restored to its clarity at this moment.

Those symbiotic dragons that were originally rampaging now seemed as bewildered as puppets that had lost their connection.

They seemed completely unsure whether they should continue fighting for the deceased king.

Seeing this, everyone subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the incident was completely over.

Only Peter, who had withdrawn from his Super Saiyan God form, remained in place, his expression unreadable.

Noticing Peter's expression, Gwen instinctively leaned in and offered words of comfort:

"Peter, don't take those words to heart!"

“Exactly!” Felicia chimed in.

"That guy was sealed by his symbiotes for hundreds of millions of years, and now you have destroyed his body. Even if his soul can be revived from that primordial dark void, how many tens of thousands of years will it take?"

By then, he might already be old and dead before he even comes out to seek revenge!

Peter had previously held similar thoughts to Felicia, but for some reason, after Nar's physical body perished, a vague sense of unease arose in his heart.

There's always a feeling that "if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring."

If he could, he would like to go to the Primal Dark Void to see if he could kill Gnar once and for all.

But the thought only lingered in his mind for less than a second before he immediately dismissed it.

The Primal Dark Void and the Dark Dimension where Dormammu resides are completely different concepts.

The latter is merely a small pocket dimension in the vast universe.

The former, however, was the chaotic void before the birth of the universe!

In comparison, the Dark Dimension where Dormammu resides is at best a small fish tank!

That primordial darkness is a negative concept that existed before the true birth of the universe; it is a conceptual existence that is completely opposed to "light".

Even the Celestials, who arbitrarily control the birth and death of planets, dare not enter that forbidden zone of the universe to explore.

This shows how dangerous it is inside!

And Nar—he's practically the emperor's son in that group.

No matter how many times he is destroyed in the primordial void, as long as the primordial dark void still exists, his consciousness can be revived from it, his body can be reassembled, and he can make a comeback.

What's even more terrifying is that the rules there completely favor him.

All of Peter's power will be greatly weakened or even "directly denied" after entering it!

That's right, it's "negation." After all, no matter how powerful Peter's powers are, they only exist after the birth of the universe.

No one can use the imperial sword of this dynasty to travel back to the previous dynasty and behead the crown prince of the previous dynasty!

Then it will truly be a case of someone suing this official!

Chapter 547 The Golden Emperor

Although many of Peter's powers do not originate from the Marvel Universe.

Concepts like the power of talismans, which are bestowed by the system, cannot be stripped away by the primordial dark void.

This meant that Peter could not possibly be killed by Nal in the Primal Dark Void.

But not dying doesn't mean you can kill the other party. If you go to great lengths to get in but still can't defeat the other party, you still can't solve the problem!

Peter thought about it more and more and felt that this seemed to be a dead end that could not be solved at present.

Since he couldn't solve the problem, and didn't want Gwen and the others to share the burden, he forced a smile and said:

"You're right. Even if that guy can come back to life, I can just kill him again when he does!"

After responding, Peter turned his gaze to the symbiotic dragons that were wandering aimlessly in space.

Although Gnar's resurrection cannot be stopped, at least I can take the entire Krinta into my hands now and make them my eyes in the universe.

At that time, if Nar makes any move, I can respond immediately and avoid being caught off guard by the resurrected Nar.

Thinking this, Peter looked down at the black gold Black Death Sword in his hand.

As the progenitor of the symbiotes, now that Nar has lost his physical body, he believes he should be able to use this sword as a key to take over the management authority of the symbiote's mother nest consciousness.

After all, in the original comics, Venom's host, Eddie Brock, did something similar after Gnar's death.

There's no reason why a stronger version of myself wouldn't be able to do this!

Thinking this, Peter gripped the hilt of the Black Death Sword tightly and immediately channeled his power to release golden threads that connected with the symbiotic dragons.

The moment the connection was established, the dragons' bodies trembled as if a code conflict had been detected and they were forced to restart.

After a period of trembling, the symbiotic dragon underwent a dramatic transformation.

Its original jet-black appearance transformed into a majestic gold, and its once ferocious gaze gradually became calm and reserved.

After completing their transformation, the remaining hundreds of thousands of symbiotic dragons fell like dominoes, welcoming their new emperor in accordance with Peter's will.

Compared to the previous black-clad emperors, this one could perhaps be called a golden emperor.

"The process went much more smoothly than I had imagined!"

With these thoughts in mind, Peter immediately immersed his consciousness into the Black Death Sword, amplifying its signal through the sword and the numerous symbiotic dragons.

He projected his will toward the living planet Klinta, billions of light-years away.

This tentative thought,

After a brief delay, a response was finally received.

That was... a complete surrender!

The reason is very simple.

First, the symbiotes have learned concepts like respect and light from other alien hosts over the past billions of years.

They created the living planet Krintar to imprison Nar precisely because they were rebelling against Nar's tyranny.

Now that Nar is dead and a new emperor has taken over, having read the new emperor's will and beliefs, they can quickly distinguish between the advanced and the backward after a brief comparison.

Well, the only possible side effect is... when the symbiote is looking for a new host, it might be more inclined to choose female hosts who are more attractive and have better figures...

Furthermore, and more importantly, they sensed a leap in their level of life from Peter.

The symbiotes living on Klinta are currently only version 1.0. They are afraid of high temperatures, and their sonic nature cannot be erased through internal iterations.

But now, Peter has brought them the possibility of evolving into perfect beings!

No life form can resist the allure of evolution.

It can be said that Klinta is now "welcoming the king's army with food and drink," just waiting for the golden dragon legion transformed by Peter to return and complete a collective leap in life with them!

After sensing the will of the vast majority of symbiotes, Peter did not hesitate and immediately issued two orders.

One was to send the Golden Dragon Legion back to lead their race's advancement, and the other was to keep a close eye on the movements of the Primal Dark Void and be on alert for Nar's resurrection.

Of course, he didn't send all the dragons back to Earth.

He chose to leave behind the three golden dragons as his guards, or rather... his mounts.

Although Peter can fly on his own, and is probably much faster than these symbiotic dragons.

But flying yourself is nowhere near as cool as riding a dragon!

A real man rides a dragon!