Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

If one of them had fired the shot, then logically everyone would have looked at that person.

Aside from their stunned expressions, only a few of these people were looking around, seemingly searching for the person who fired the shot.

What's going on?

Morty didn't get the answers to the questions in his mind, but he did get a missile!

A two-ton missile, launched from above the Divine Office, broke through Morty's mental binding field and headed directly towards the soldiers in front of the Divine Office.

boom! ! !

Things happened too fast; Morty was powerless to stop the missile.

They could only use their minds to lift up the solid alloy on the ground and erect a circular wall at the very edge of the crowd, using an air wall that prohibited the passage of elements, to block the shock wave and flames of the explosion.

boom!!!

The damage, which could extend for at least five kilometers, was contained in the center of the wall.

The shockwave, with nowhere to go, oscillated repeatedly within the circular wall, like a warrior throwing a powerful punch, each blow causing Morty's brain nerves to throb with pain.

The flames shot straight into the sky; even people 300 kilometers away could see this fire dragon, which seemed to be shooting several kilometers into space!

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The tingling sensation in his nerves caused Morty immense pain; he felt as if every nerve cell in his body was screaming in agony.

This also made him realize that there was a reason why the gods were able to be destroyed by the fly-men of the Galactic Empire thousands of years ago!

Because it really isn't omnipotent!

"Motty, Morty, your moral bottom line surprises me."

Chapter 172 The Invisible Wall

When a mysterious Morty dressed in Morty's standard uniform emerged from the darkness to the right of the Divine Bureau, Morty was very surprised, even more so than when he saw the note his grandfather had left him!

"Who are you? What are you, Morty? Where is your Rick?"

"Sigh, you're clearly a restless person too, so why do you keep playing the role of a loyal dog at a time like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is! Stop pretending to be Rick's dog! You've never liked him as a person from beginning to end! He's hurt you countless times but has never apologized once. He always needs someone to comfort him, encourage him, and make him feel that there's someone in this world who can be hurt by him countless times but will always stand by his side!"

The other party suddenly became agitated, and every word he uttered seemed to be amplified many times over.

This caused Morty's head to start throbbing again after he had just dealt with the shockwave. He felt that if there were any brain sedatives or painkillers in the world that could work immediately without affecting the normal functioning of his brain, he would definitely use them right now.

Because this feeling is just so damn awful!

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the other person kept yelling at him, stimulating his now extremely sensitive brain cells.

"Wake up! Stop being his dog! He's not invincible! You just need to stab him lightly in the back, and this old bastard will be gone from your side forever!"

"By then, what will you want that you can't have?"

"you..."

A steel bar several meters long and wide was heading towards the mysterious Morty. He caught a glimpse of the steel bar, but his face showed no fear.

Just before the steel bar was about to hit him, he left behind a sentence and disappeared from Morty's sight at a speed faster than the steel bar.

We'll see each other again soon.

"Who the hell wants to meet you..."

As soon as the mysterious Morty disappeared, Morty immediately closed his eyes, trying not to think about anything and relaxing his mind to give the brain cells that might have been damaged time to repair or replace them.

Ten minutes passed in this manner.

Morty, whose headache had finally eased somewhat, opened his eyes again and saw an entire elite force surrounding him from all sides.

Hermuel City Defense Force, Galactic Empire Ministry of Defense Capital Guard, Presidential Guard, Parliamentary Guard, A001 Space Air Force, Imperial Intelligence Department, and a series of others.

Normally they dislike each other, but at this moment, the various armed forces of the Galactic Empire choose to join hands to protect everything in Hermuseli.

"What the heck... such a huge operation, just to deal with me... do I even deserve it...?"

Morty glanced at the circular alloy wall that he had erected in the distance using ground alloy and air walls.

There was only one hole inside, thirty meters underground, left by the explosion.

Well, given that, it would be strange if they didn't unite against us.

Damn it, if I hadn't stopped that missile, everything within at least fifty kilometers of that spot would have been completely destroyed.

You actually joined forces against me?

That bomb that mysterious Morty brought in was really something...

Who exactly is that guy?

[How come I've never heard of such a ruthless character among Morty's men?]

Wait... could that guy be Dark Morty, AKA: the Morty from Dark Morty?

The thought that the person who attacked him was Dark Mo was still fresh in his mind.

A cold sweat broke out on Morty's back.

From the perspective of the show, that guy is a ruthless character who far surpasses C137 in both intelligence and skill.

But then the problem arises.

His posture just now clearly indicated that he was targeting me?

What is there about me that's worth targeting?

I'm just a lazy bum who only wants my grandpa to do the work while I'm responsible for being cute. Do you, the big shot who has played C137 so many times, really need to personally deal with me?

This is just like a max-level player entering a newbie village and choosing a level 1 alt as their mortal enemy!

Thinking of this, Morty caught a glimpse of the Fly Man army preparing to capture him. He immediately used his mind to create a hole under his feet, ready to repeat his old trick.

What he didn't expect was...

The ground remained completely still!

"Stop struggling! Do you think a weak god like you can be of any use whatsoever against an elemental stabilizer?"

"Surrender now! Considering you just saved everyone in this area, we might spare your life!"

"If you keep causing trouble, you're definitely going to die!"

Morty listened to the Fly Man's surrender speech, but then dismissed it all like trash.

Since ancient times, this has been the trick used to persuade people to surrender.

No matter what you did before, you must be told that you are still alive and should not resist. Think about your future.

So what the other party is saying is good.

You can survive no matter what, so don't resist.

Once it falls into their hands, the phrase "settling scores later" perfectly encapsulates everything that might happen next.

We have to escape!

Morty, who was thinking of escaping, suddenly crouched down, even though these fly-men had brought at least ten element stabilizers to ensure the elemental stability of this space.

This is only to ensure that the periodic table is not confused and that all fixed buildings remain as they are, but as long as there is wind, the elements such as oxygen and hydrogen in the air will remain.

That's enough for Morty to come up with all sorts of tricks.

Half-squat!

liquefaction!

When the air in this entire space transforms into water molecules and falls on all people and things in the form of a torrential downpour.

Before new air could fill the area, a brief vacuum was created, causing everyone present to experience a brief period of suffocation.

Morty crouched down, having already taken a deep breath, and with a spring in his step, he charged forward.

Taking advantage of the vacuum environment and the lack of gravity, Morty jumped eight meters high. In mid-air, he was slightly surprised that he could jump so high.

Sensing that air is rapidly filling the vacuum environment, it immediately liquefies the air again to create even more vacuum environments.

Finally, after taking off, it continued to move forward in a vacuum environment.

Morty flew directly to the top of Hermuel and successfully escaped from this 'mountain-surrounded' canyon.

Once on the 'ground', Morty switched out of his disguise and transformed into a green-skinned orc who was 1.85 meters tall, with a mouthful of fangs and a ferocious appearance.

Make sure that on your way back to the hospital, you don't encounter the same thing that happened in front of the Divine Office again.

Chapter 173 C137 Arrives

"I need an explanation!"

After escaping from the Department of the Gods, Morty ran all the way back to the hospital, only to find that his grandfather was also there. He immediately wanted to slap his grandfather across the face.

However, Grandpa, who was prepared, nimbly dodged and pulled hard, sending Morty directly into Tzeentch's arms.

"Jesus! Morty, you've caused such a commotion in the Divine Bureau, and now you want to fight me? Are you crazy?"

"Why is Morty here! That Dark Morty! He's right here in Hermuel!"

Seeing the shock on his grandfather's face, Morty emphasized, "That's right, I've already met him. You don't need to make up any excuses for me. You know I'm a time traveler, so I know he exists."

"Oh"

Grandpa quickly suppressed his shock, a shock so fast it was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, making one wonder if his earlier shock was a deliberate display to complement Morty's words.

It's obvious that there's a lot of mockery involved.

It's like saying, "You actually discovered this secret! You're a genius, so amazing!"

Then, he walked to the ward door, closed it, and took out a multi-frequency signal jammer about the size of a mobile phone, which then blocked all signals in the entire room.

Still feeling the atmosphere wasn't quite right, he drew the curtains as well.

Even though there was nothing outside the window...