Chapter 570 Arrival of the Silver Surfer
This aura of oppression was unlike any known enemy.
There were none of the mechanical, cold rules of Sentinel, none of the disordered fury of Chaos Magic, and none of the holy majesty of Asgardian divine power.
Instead, it was an ultimate oppression that was ancient, boundless, vast, overbearing, and encompassed the destruction of stars.
It felt like the entire starry sky was pressing down overhead, like the converged grievances of hundreds of millions of dead stars.
It felt like the destructive aura of the end of the Universeslowly spreading out—heavy, cold, and despairing.
In an instant, it suppressed the manor so that the breeze stagnated, the blooming flowers stopped moving, and the lights flickered slightly.
The crowd, who had originally been joking and playing around, reined in all their playfulness almost in the exact same instant.
Everyone's expressions turned stern, their postures instantly tensed, and their crisis intuition, cultivated through years of bloody battles, sounded frantic warnings.
The laughter and chatter in the courtyard abruptly ceased, and the entire manor instantly shifted from relaxed and lively to solemn and tense.
"Such strong deep space pressure..."
Commander White's gaze was sharp, her aura instantly solidifying as her extreme insight captured the terrifying tier of this power.
"It doesn't belong to Earth, nor does it belong to any known Universe across the heavens. It is a higher-level stellar destruction power."
The faint glow of Chaos Magic quietly lit up in Wanda's eyes, and she instinctively urged her power to guard her surroundings, speaking in a deep voice.
"Outside of dimensions, deep within the river of stars, a top-tier destructive entity has locked onto Earth, and its aura far exceeds that of the previous lord sentinel."
2B and A2 stood side by side, a pure white longsword and a dark heavy blade instantly materializing in their palms.
The biting sharpness from their apocalyptic campaigns instantly returned, their brows and eyes cold as they stared fixedly at the distant deep space firmament.
"It is a cross-galactic crisis, with its target pointing straight at Earth."
Tsunade, who was originally lazy and sleepy, instantly woke up, and Chakra surged around her body.
The domineering aura of the Fifth Hokage fully revived, leaving not a shred of coyness or laziness.
"This oppressive feeling... is by no means comparable to ordinary cosmic exotic beasts. It is a true God-level threat."
Everyone successively restrained their leisurely postures, each urging their origin power to be on guard.
Their auras linked together, combining offense and defense to instantly construct a solid barrier of combat power, facing the unknown deep space crisis head-on.
Loren slowly stood up, his white clothes fluttering without any wind, and the silvery-white light of Power of Chronology quietly circulated around him.
The supreme control over Power of Chronology quietly spread out, instantly piercing through layers of dimensions and crossing hundreds of millions of galaxies to look directly at the terrifying source at the end of deep space.
In a brief instant, countless information, causality, and origins surged into his mind, and the truth instantly became clear and explicit.
His gaze was deep and solemn, his tone carrying unprecedented gravity as he slowly spoke, his voice resounding through the entire quiet manor.
"Months ago, I killed The Judge of the Celestials. The Celestials probably harbored resentment and sacrificed Earth's coordinates to Galactus."
"Galactus?!"
Having witnessed the vastness of the heavens and traversed countless Universe secrets, everyone's pupils instantly constricted, and a strong sense of shock and solemnity surged into the bottoms of their hearts.
Everyone had heard of this name.
One of the five creation gods, a galactic-level natural disaster!
The Star Devourer was a truly terrifying entity walking at the pinnacle of Universe dimensions.
Its combat power tier and destructive capabilities far exceeded all enemies previously encountered.
"He has arrived at the periphery of the Solar System, stopped his advance, and has not descended directly."
Loren's gaze stared fixedly at deep space, and Power of Chronology continued to trace and investigate, accurately capturing all movements.
"He has sent his vanguard envoy, Silver Surfer, to come to Earth first and clear all obstacles."
"Once Silver Surfer annihilates all resistance forces and clears Earth's defenses, Galactus will officially descend and completely devour the entire Planet."
As the words fell, the entire audience fell silent.
The originally tense atmosphere instantly was shrouded in a heavy sense of despair.
The chronological catastrophe of the lord sentinel was a turmoil at the level of Universe rules.
The dispute between Mutants and humans was an internal contradiction of civilization.
But today's Galactus was a pure, insoluble, galactic-level destructive natural disaster.
Once Earth was devoured, all living creatures, all civilizations, all mountains and rivers, and all traces of time and space on the entire Planet would be completely annihilated.
"How is Silver Surfer's combat power?" Hinata's Byakugan was fully opened, the meridians in her eyes flowing as she investigated the movements of deep space with all her might, her voice calm and solemn.
"A galactic-level vanguard with super-luminal combat power, mastering the power of stars, void energy, and starry sky rules."
"His physical body, speed, energy, and defense have all reached the galactic top tier." Loren explained in a deep voice.
"Solely in terms of base combat power, he far exceeds the initial chronological lord sentinel."
"And his combat experience is extremely rich, with numerous methods, balancing offense and defense, and no obvious shortcomings."
"Moreover, he is not an unconscious killing weapon; Silver Surfer possesses complete self-awareness and thought, being forbearing, resilient, and rational."
"Willingly reduced to a vanguard to protect his own mother Planet, his disposition is steady, and he is decisive in killing."
"There will never be any flaws or omissions. His arrival is an ultimate hard battle."
Before the words fell, at the far end of the firmament, the pitch-black deep space suddenly lit up with an extremely dazzling silver light.
That trace of silver light was initially as small as a star, but in the blink of an eye, it crossed hundreds of millions of meters of airspace.
Its speed was so fast that it broke through dimensional shackles, far exceeding the speed of light, tearing through the atmosphere.
Carrying a terrifying aura that traversed the galaxy, it dove straight toward Earth's atmosphere!
Whoosh—!
The sound of breaking the air did not resound through heaven and Earth because his speed was too fast.
So fast that it directly tore the sound barrier, froze the airflow, and distorted space, so that even sound could not chase his trajectory.
The entire firmament suddenly darkened, the daytime light was blocked in mid-air, and the clear sky of ten thousand miles was instantly covered by a layer of cold silver light curtain.
The temperature between heaven and Earth plummeted abruptly, and the destructive aura covered the sky and Earth, crushing all directions.
Everyone raised their heads at the same time, their gazes locked dead onto the figure above the firmament.
That was a humanoid figure, covered entirely in shimmering, colorful silver starry sky metal.
His skin, armor, and hair were all pure stellar silver light, without redundant decorations, minimalist yet extremely grand.
Under his feet, he stepped on an irregular silver void skateboard, its surface flowing with dense starry sky patterns.
Silver Surfer hovered ten thousand meters high in the sky, completely alone, yet seemingly bearing the dead silence and destruction of the entire deep space.
His posture was straight and he stood silently, not making a move immediately, but merely looking down indifferently at the blue Planet below.
In his deep eyes, there were no joys or angers, no good or evil, no pity, only a pure mission and determination.
The faint light of hundreds of millions of stars circulated around him, and terrifying starry sky energy continuously converged, spiraled, and brewed.
The air of the entire heaven and Earth was completely evacuated, compressed, and imprisoned.
Countless ordinary people in the city below perceived the anomaly of heaven and Earth—the daylight suddenly darkened, the temperature plummeted, and pressure entangled them.
They raised their heads to look at the sky one after another, looking at the weird, sacred, and terrifying silver figure high in the sky, instantly plunging into extreme panic and chaos.
The crowds on the streets screamed and ran, vehicles lost control and stalled, city alarms wailed sharply, and the entire Earth instantly plunged into panic and turmoil.
Silver Surfer's indifferent voice, passing through layers of air and piercing through the entire firmament without a shred of emotion, resounded in every corner of the globe.
"All living creatures of Earth, give up resistance and destroy yourselves immediately."
"I am the envoy of Galactus, clearing all obstacles. This place shall be food for my master; those who resist shall be completely annihilated."
The cold, overbearing, and unquestionable proclamation, carrying the absolute authority of a galactic-level powerhouse, instantly shattered everyone's wishful thinking.
There was no negotiation, no compromise, and no room.
Either perish by oneself, or be forcibly cleared; the outcome seemed destined long ago.
Chapter 571: Battle Against Silver Surfer
Chapter 571
Inside the manor, everyone's expressions grew increasingly solemn, yet no one retreated even a fraction.
Having survived countless bloody battles and stepped through numerous desperate situations, they had long since ceased to fear any formidable enemy.
Even if the opponent was the vanguard of a galaxy-level deity, and even if an unsolvable catastrophe from Galactuslay behind them.
They would still swear to protect this reborn Earth to the death, safeguard this peaceful civilization, and protect the home they shared day and night.
"All hands prepare for battle, form up."
Commander White instantly finalized the tactics, her cold and sharp orders dropping quickly with a steady and powerful voice.
"The opponent has extreme speed, top-tier energy, and no shortcomings in offense or defense. No solo fighting is allowed; we must use multi-point containment and joint heavy attacks!"
"Sif, No. 18, and Tsunade, hold the front line. Use your physical bodies and divine power to forcefully shake the starry sky energy, and withstand the front pressure!"
"2B and A2, high-altitude breakthrough, boundary-breaking slashes to tear apart the opponent's energy barrier, and contain their movement!"
"Wanda, master rule suppression, use Chaos Magic to counter the starry sky rules and disintegrate the opponent's source power!"
"Hinata, insight into weaknesses throughout, mark energy nodes, and predict movement trajectories!"
"Hancock, Medusa, and Viper, targeted sealing. Petrification abilities, endless hair, and void toxins counter regeneration and energy endurance!"
"Crystal and Daisy, large-scale elemental oscillation, sweep away diffused energy aftermath, and protect the ground cities!"
"Gwen and Marie Rose, patrol and contain, block positioning gaps, and prevent sneak attacks!"
"Mei Terumi, Mai Shiranui, Ikaros, and Nymph, you handle ranged offense and defense, coordinate to fill output positions, and patch vulnerabilities in the battle line!"
Layer upon layer of instructions clearly landed, and the twenty-some harem beauties instantly synchronized their movements.
Their auras erupted completely, and their respective origin combat powers were fully unleashed!
Hum——!
Brilliant colorful radiances soared into the sky; the golden light of the divine realm, the crimson of chaos, and the elemental origins all blossomed.
Breaking through the sky above the manor, traversing the entire firmament, they violently collided with the silver starry sky pressure high above!
The gloomy world originally shrouded in a silver light curtain was instantly lit up by the brilliant lights of combat power all over the sky.
The tremors of the rules colliding resounded through the heaven and Earth, with two top-tier forces confronting each other across space.
Their auras crazily crushed and kept each other in check, causing the entire void to tremble violently and distort layer by layer.
Silver Surfer overlooked the suddenly erupted combat power across the sky below, a trace of imperceptible ripple finally flashing across his eyes.
He had originally thought that this ordinary Planet would only have weak resistance like ants.
Yet he didn't expect it to gather over twenty powerhouses spanning dimensions, with diverse systems and top-tier combat power.
"Multiverse foreign variables, cross-dimensional combat power clusters."
Silver Surfer whispered softly, his voice still cold and indifferent.
"No wonder the Celestials failed, and no wonder this Planet is worthy of my lord's personal visit. Pity that no matter how numerous the variables are, they ultimately cannot escape the destiny of the stars."
As his voice fell, he no longer watched, raising his hand to instantly instigate the endless starry sky energy!
Silver starlight all over the sky crazily converged from the void, and countless fine star particles rapidly condensed, compressed, and refined.
Instantly transforming into dozens of thick silver star pillars, every single pillar carried the terrifying power of tearing apart mountains and piercing through the Earth.
Annihilating living beings with terrifying might, carrying the overbearing rules of starry sky destruction, they crashed down toward the battlefield below in an all-encompassing, zero-dead-angle manner, overwhelming the sky!
Unlike Sentinel's temporal rules, Silver Surfer's starlight power was more primitive, more overbearing, and purer.
It was the origin energy born at the beginning of the Universe, ignoring the vast majority of physical defenses and elemental barriers, with destructive power far exceeding conventional Universe combat power!
"Defense!"
Following Commander White's sharp cry, everyone instantly linked up, and the four-in-one ultimate defense line formed in an instant!
At the very front, Tsunade fully unleashed her monstrous strength, her entire body's Chakra surging wildly.
Her physical divine power climbed to the extreme, her fists crossed the air to resist head-on, forcefully blocking the direct Impact of several star pillars.
Sif's divine realm power surged, golden divine patterns covered the sky, and the divine realm rules blessed layer by layer to offset the destructive characteristics of the starry sky energy.
No. 18's biological energy burst throughout her body, high-density energy barriers overlapped layer by layer, desperately resisting the violent star scouring.
In the middle defense line, Crystal's five-element elements rotated, wind, fire, water, Earth, and lightning intertwined into a giant elemental barrier.
Mutually generating and restraining, buffering and dissolving the Impact force of the stars.
Daisy's high-frequency oscillation spread across the entire domain, invisible fluctuations shattering the incoming starlight energy and disintegrating the condensed form of the light pillars.
Wanda's Chaos Magic spread across the sky, crimson countercurrents crazily countering the starry sky rules, forcibly dismantling, neutralizing, and zeroing out the star origin.
Flank reinforcement: Mei Terumi's source-less water realm enveloped all directions, the pliable water vapor buffering the aftermath;
Mai Shiranui's Hellfire blazed across the land, the divine fire burning the fine stardust;
Viper's void toxin quietly permeated, corroding the starlight energy foundation;
Hancock's eyes were cold and stern, ready at any moment to seal the advancing energy offensive.
Patrolling and containing, Gwen's Silk crisscrossed, locking down the trajectories of scattered starlight;
Marie Rose agilely shuttled through, clearing up escaped energy aftermath;
High-altitude raid: 2B and A2's figures soared into the air, tearing the void apart from left to right, sword light and blade radiance crisscrossing.
Accurately slashing and cutting apart the incoming star pillars, dismantling and disintegrating the terrifying offensive across the sky step by step!
Rumble——! Rumble——! Rumble——!
Countless star pillars exploded violently, and the silver stardust all over the sky violently swept across the heaven and Earth.
The loud roar of rules colliding shook all directions, and the entire Earth trembled violently.
The glass of the high-rise buildings in the distant city shattered completely, dust flew all over the ground, and heaven and Earth presented a scene of stern chaos and battle.
The heavens defense line constructed by everyone joining forces forcefully withstood Silver Surfer's first round of global bombardment!
But everyone knew clearly that this was merely the beginning.
The first round of offensive being blocked, the indifference in Silver Surfer's eyes grew even more intense, the starlight slight glow circulating around his body became increasingly brilliant, and his aura climbed once again.
Stepping on a silver board, his figure instantly became ethereal, suddenly unleashing super-light-speed displacement!
Absolutely no one could capture his movement trajectory, even with Hinata's Byakugan fully opened, she could only barely capture a fleeting silver afterimage.
The super-light-speed shuttle allowed Silver Surfer to completely ignore conventional containment and locking, instantly escaping everyone's field of vision.
The next instant, he had already appeared high in the sky on the flank of the defense line!
"Too fast! Watch out for the flank raid!"
Hinata issued a sharp warning.
But before her voice fell, Silver Surfer had already raised his hand to condense a giant star light blade.
The silver blade body stretched for dozens of zhang, carrying the terrifying might of splitting the void and cutting off all things.
Slashing directly at Gwen and Marie Rose, whose flank defense was relatively weak!
This blade was swift, overbearing, and unexpected, carrying the ultimate power of starry sky destruction.
Once it hit, the two of them would definitely be severely injured instantly, and the defense line would inevitably be torn apart instantly!
At the critical moment, a beam of pure white sword light suddenly pierced through the air and arrived!
2B's figure flashed instantly, blocking in front of the two women in mid-air, her long sword slashing vertically, accurately matching the star light blade!
Clang——!
The Earth-shattering loud sound of gold and iron clashing burst open, and sparks splattered all over the sky.
Brilliant silver light and pure white spiritual power violently collided, and a violent energy shock wave instantly swept across all directions.
Chapter 572: The cosmic disaster is only just beginning.
2B's body trembled slightly, and her figure was forcibly repelled several steps.
Her wrists went numb, and her spiritual energy oscillated violently, yet she stubbornly withstood this fatal surprise attack, protecting the two people behind her.
At the same time, A2's heavy blade raged through the air, seizing the gap to slash directly at Silver Surfer's face, her blade momentum monstrous and crushing the void.
Violently dismantling the opponent's offensive rhythm, she forced Silver Surfer to turn back and block.
"The speed is unsolvable, conventional containment is ineffective, we must lock down space!"
Loren stood tall in the void, his gaze stern, instantly seeing through the key to the battle, as he raised his hand to urge the Power of Chronology.
"I will imprison the airspace, you all attack with full force!"
The silvery-white light of chronology instantly covered the entire battlefield, with countless dense timelines crisscrossing.
It formed a boundless net of chronological imprisonment, firmly locking down the spacetime flow rate and displacement trajectory of the entire airspace.
Silver Surfer, who had originally been erratic and shuttling at super-luminal speeds, suddenly experienced a stagnation in his figure.
His super-luminal displacement was forcibly sealed, and the operation rhythm of the starry sky energy around him was forcibly slowed down!
The power of spatial rules transcended the speed of the starry sky!
His expression finally changed slightly, showing genuine apprehension for the first time.
"Spatial origin, multiverse-tier powerhouse; no wonder you dare to defy God and contend with the starry sky."
Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was imprisoned by spacetime and his movement techniques were restricted, the entire team's combat power instantly maxed out, launching a thunderous frontal attack!
Tsunade stepped through the air and charged aggressively, shattering the void with a punch of monstrous strength, accurately smashing toward Silver Surfer's torso.
Android 18's endless torrent of energy surged, and dense high-energy shells covered the entire area, sealing off all dodging space;
Sif's divine blade pierced the air, golden divine light severing the stellar energy link and disintegrating the opponent's origin endurance.
Wanda's Chaos Magic went berserk, a crimson domain instantly enveloping Silver Surfer.
The rules of disorder crazily countered the ordered energy of the starry sky, continuously eroding, disintegrating, and obliterating the opponent's stellar origin;
Hancock's cold eyes locked on him, the ultimate petrification power instantly spreading out, forcibly petrifying and solidifying all the starlight flowing around Silver Surfer.
Viper's void toxin invaded along the gaps of spacetime, silently corroding his starry sky armor and energy core;
Mei Terumi's massive water mist shrouded the area, softening the violent offensive and weakening the stellar destructive power;
Mai Shiranui's blazing flames soared into the sky, divine fire scorching stardust and continuously wearing down the opponent's combat power.
The twenty people coordinated perfectly, combining offense and defense, merging close and long range, and complementing each other's rules.
Countless top-tier moves erupted simultaneously, with light and shadow intersecting across the sky, rules bursting, and energy roaring.
They completely besieged Silver Surfer in the center of the battlefield, suppressing him layer by layer and pressing forward step by step.
Even though Silver Surfer was a galaxy-tier vanguard with monstrous combat power and balanced offense and defense,
under the joint encirclement, chronological imprisonment, and rule suppression of twenty top-tier powerhouses of the heavens, he completely fell into a bitter battle.
He continuously urged the power of the stars to erupt, and the silver starlight all over the sky exploded crazily.
Time and again, he forcibly broke free from the Chaos Domain and petrification imprisonment; time and again, he shattered the spiderweb of chronological imprisonment; time and again, he forcibly resisted everyone's violent offensives.
Starry sky light blades, stellar Impact, and void starbursts bloomed in turns.
Every strike could tear apart mountains and shatter the Earth, yet it could never break through the heavenly defense line constructed by everyone's joint efforts.
Above the battlefield, the void continued to collapse, energy roared endlessly, and rules collided unceasingly; the entire firmament had long been covered by light and shadow.
The Earth was scarred and desolate, distant cities shook continuously, and this cross-dimensional top-tier battle affected the survival of the entire Earth.
The fierce battle lasted for a full half-hour.
The silver stellar armor on Silver Surfer's body gradually became covered with fine cracks, and the starlight flowing around his body grew increasingly dim.
His breathing grew slightly hurried, his energy consumption was huge, and his offensive gradually slowed down.
Having continuously endured tens of minutes of uninterrupted siege, rule suppression, and chronological imprisonment,
even a galaxy-tier powerhouse had already experienced physical exhaustion and loss of origin.
Yet he still did not retreat in the slightest, and the depths of his eyes remained filled with extreme firmness and resolution.
No one knew that behind this cold vanguard of Galactuslay endless forbearance and helplessness.
He was not naturally bloodthirsty, nor did he love destruction.
He was merely forced to submit to Galactus, conquer the sea of stars, and sweep away civilizations in order to protect his home planet, which was on the verge of destruction.
For hundreds of millions of years, he had shouldered endless slaughter and sins, drifting alone in the cold void.
"Your resistance is meaningless." Silver Surfer breathed slightly short, his voice still cold and firm.
"My master, Galactus, is the destructive deity of the universal origin; no stars can block him, and no civilization can avoid him."
"Even if you defeat me today, He will still descend tomorrow, and Earth will ultimately fail to escape the fate of being devoured."
"Rather than fighting a futile bloody battle and increasing casualties, it is better to stop here and accept the curtain call calmly."
These words contained no threats, no arrogance, only the cold cosmic truth, carrying a sense of destiny that penetrated to the marrow, quietly enveloping the entire venue.
Everyone's offensive paused slightly, and all of them felt stirred in their hearts.
They could clearly perceive that Silver Surfer was not a ferocious evil demon, but merely a tragic powerhouse caught up in destiny and forced to fight.
Loren's gaze was calm, seeing through the forbearance and helplessness deep within his heart, and he spoke softly, his voice piercing through the roar of the battlefield.
"You submitted to Galactus to protect your home planet, right? You slaughtered the civilizations of the heavens in exchange for the qualification of your home planet to survive, right?"
Silver Surfer's body suddenly stiffened, and he remained silent.
This was a secret he had hidden deep in his heart for hundreds of millions of years, the root of all his slaughter, which no one had ever seen through or known.
"Do you think submission and slaughter can exchange for the eternal existence of your home planet?" Lorencontinued, his tone calm yet transparent.
"Galactus feeds on stars and will never be satisfied."
"Today you devour thousands of civilizations for him, and tomorrow he will still devour your home planet."
"All your sacrifices, all your sins, and all your forbearance are ultimately just in vain."
"You are merely a blade in his hand, a chess piece, a self-moved futile redemption."
Every word pierced the heart, and every sentence punctured the truth.
The starlight around Silver Surfer instantly fluctuated in disorder; his steady state of mind churned completely for the first time, and his obsession of guarding for hundreds of millions of years trembled violently.
He remained silent for a long time, endless complex emotions flashing through his deep eyes: struggle, confusion, unwillingness, and exhaustion.
"My master is the universal origin, and destiny cannot be violated." He murmured softly, as if persuading himself or comforting himself.
"A chess piece can also protect its home, and a blade can also guard its heart; I have no other choice."
"There is never a destiny in this world that cannot be violated." Loren's gaze was firm, and the Power of Chronology slowly converged, no longer forcibly imprisoning him.
"I wield the chronology of the heavens; I can alter cause and effect, reverse destiny, and break the heavenly Dao."
"If you are willing to stop, I can help you lift Galactus's restraints and protect your home planet to survive safely."
"You will no longer need to be reduced to a slaughter vanguard, nor will you need to shoulder endless sins."
A single sentence instantly shook Silver Surfer's obsession of hundreds of millions of years.
He suddenly raised his head, his silver pupils trembling violently as he stared dead at Loren, his eyes full of disbelief.
"You... can break free from Galactus's shackles?"
"I can." Loren nodded gently, his tone incomparably resolute. "But the premise is that you stop cleaning up Earth and give up paving the way for Galactus."
The battlefield instantly fell silent.
The light and shadow across the sky dispersed, and the violent energy converged.
The score of beauties all stopped fighting, standing quietly in the void, watching the heart-stirring confrontation and choice before them.
On one side were the hundreds of millions of years of fateful shackles, the unsolvable cosmic rules, and the sole obsession adhered to until now;
on the other side were a once-in-a-millennium opportunity for liberation, the possibility of breaking free from sins, and a brand-new outlet to protect his home planet.
Silver Surfer floated in the void, his figure trembling slightly as the confusion, exhaustion, and struggle of hundreds of millions of years rushed into his heart.
He had seen countless civilizations perish, countless living beings annihilated, and countless stars collapse.
He had always thought this was the cosmic norm, believing that Galactus's destructive destiny was irresistible and that his own sacrifice was the only redemption.
Yet now, the wielder of chronology before him had given him a future he had never dared to hope for.
After a brief moment of extreme struggle, the faint stellar light around Silver Surfer slowly converged, and the violent aura of destruction faded away completely.
He slowly lowered his raised palm, put away his stellar light blade, remained silent for a long time, and finally spoke softly, his voice carrying relief and exhaustion:
"I am willing to stop."
"I am willing to give up the mission, break free from the shackles, and gamble on a rebirth like never before."
A single promise completely changed Earth's destiny.
Yet just at the moment when Silver Surfer completely stopped and prepared to lay down his obsession with combat,
in the distant deep space on the outer periphery of the Solar System, endless pitch-black destructive fluctuations suddenly burst open!
An ultimate coercion a hundred or a thousand times more terrifying than Silver Surfer suddenly pierced through hundreds of millions of galaxies, crushing the entire Solar System and locking onto Earth dead!
A vast, ancient, domineering, and concluding deep sound crossed the endless void, rolling and echoing between heaven and Earth:
"Cowardly chess piece, forsaking your mission."
"Since the cleanup was fruitless, I shall come in person."
Galactus had already perceived the vanguard's defection.
The battle situation spiraled out of control as he officially ended his deep space dormancy and descended toward Earth at full speed!
The true galactic end and cosmic disaster had only just pulled back their prelude at this very moment.
Chapter 573: Loren Makes a Move
Chapter 573
The dead deep space on the periphery of the Solar Systemwas suddenly completely filled by a boundless, pitch-black torrent of destruction.
That aura had long since transcended the scope of conventional galactic combat power; unlike the Silver Surfer, it was not condensed, sharp, controllable, or defensible.
Instead, it was a pure, boundless, vast, and ancient ultimate annihilation.
That was the primitive origin of destruction left over from the Big Bang, the embodiment of a natural disaster walking across multiple dimensions, and the sign of the true arrival of Galactus.
The stellar trajectories of the entire Solar System were completely disordered, the Moon's orbital trajectory shifted slightly, countless fragments in the asteroid belt were instantly crushed into cosmic dust under the invisible aura, and even the atmospheres of distant Mars and Jupiter whipped up massive roars spanning thousands of miles.
Heaven and Earth lost their color, and the sea of stars fell into a dead silence.
On the ground, the originally panicked humans completely plunged into ultimate despair.
If the arrival of the Silver Surfer was a world-destroying disaster, then the massive black shadow spanning the starry sky and slowly approaching at this moment was an unmatched and irresistible cosmic destiny.
A colossal phantom hundreds of millions of meters tall slowly took shape from the depths of deep space.
The body of Galactus was not a physical star, but was interwoven by layers upon layers of dark purple cosmic void barriers, surrounded by black hole fissures that devoured all things, and a boundless aura of destruction swept across all directions.
At the position of his head was a deep, pitch-black annihilation domain, and his eyes were two super-giant stellar remnants burning with dead white flames; a single glance was enough to shatter the souls of ordinary deities and completely destroy their mental states.
He merely stood quietly on the edge of the Solar System, and the energy system of the entire dimension completely collapsed.
Earth's magnetic field was violently disordered, the oceans stirred up towering tsunamis, the crustal plates trembled violently, and countless cities split and collapsed in the aftermath. This was merely the residual aura of his arrival, without him having made a single proactive move.
"Ants that abandon their mission, willingly corrupting themselves."
The deep and vast divine voice of Galactus resounded through the entire multiverse, not propagated by sound waves.
But directly vibrating the origin of space-time, echoing between every inch of the starry sky and the Earth.
"I granted you eternal survival and the authority of the starry sky, yet for a mere, insignificant mother planet, you defy the cosmic dao?"
The starlight around the Silver Surfer trembled violently, his body tightened slightly, but he still did not retreat half a step.
He turned his head to look at the twenty-odd powerhouses of the heavens beside him, and looked at Loren standing in the void with white clothes as pure as snow; all indifference faded from the depths of his eyes, leaving only firmness.
"I am tired of living for destruction. After today, I, NorrinRadd, am no longer the herald of Galactus."
These words completely ignited the anger of Galactus.
The boundless, dark purple destructive energy suddenly converged, transforming into a giant hand of annihilation piercing through hundreds of millions of galaxies. Not targeting anyone in particular, it directly crushed down toward the entire firmament of Earth!
This strike had no flashy moves and no energy buildup; it was the most primitive and domineering star-devouring power of Galactus.
Wherever this giant hand covered, all matter, energy, vitality, rules, and traces of space-time would be completely erased, leaving not even dust behind.
"Everyone, hold the line to the death!"
The Commander White let out a sharp shout, her instinct from years of bloody battle allowing her to stabilize the formation instantly. "Layer the shields, counter the rules, and defend the origin of Earth to the death!"
Without the need for redundant commands, the twenty-odd top powerhouses of the heavens erupted with all their strength in an instant.
Their lifelong cultivation, foundational heritage, and innate rules were poured out completely, constructing a peerless defensive barrier spanning the entire Earth.
The crimson Chaos Magic around Wanda ran wild, and the disordered dimensional undercurrent soared into the sky.
Using the chaos origin of the multiverse to confront the destruction rules of Galactus head-on, she attempted to distort the devouring trajectory of the annihilation giant hand.
Tsunade, Android 18, and Sif pushed their physical divine power to the absolute limit, transforming into three towering humanoid barriers that forcefully withstood the terrifying downward-pressing pressure.
2B and A2 joined forces with their twin blades, the Eternal Flame and the Speed Force intertwining into hundreds of millions of slashes, hacking away layer by layer at the energy body of the annihilation giant hand.
Hinata fully opened her Byakugan, her ultimate insight capturing every trace of energy flaws and marking the weak points of the defense in real-time;
Medusa's gaze froze the sky, her endless hair spreading across the firmament in an attempt to entangle the destructive energy;
Crystal and Daisy combined the dual powers of elements and vibration to stabilize the collapsing Earth and airspace;
Hancock's Conquerors Haki swept across all directions, using spiritual soul pressure to disturb the energy rhythm of Galactus.
Water, fire, wind, and lightning, superpower divine power, ninjutsu spiritual power, and divine domain rules.
Over twenty distinctly different top-tier powers blended into one, transforming into a brilliantly colorful, heaven-spanning peerless barrier that stubbornly resisted that pitch-black annihilation giant hand.
Rumble—!!!
The thunderous roar of dimensional collapse shook the heavens, the entire atmosphere was instantly blown apart, the high-altitude airspace shattered layer by layer, and endless energy storms wreaked havoc across the Universe.
With just a single collision, all twenty-odd powerhouses suffered severe tremors, fine bloodstains overflowed from the corners of their mouths, and their bodies were pressed down step by step by the immense power.
The barrier was covered in dense cracks, teetering on the verge of shattering, and everyone clearly felt the absolute gap in strength.
This was the terror of one of the five creation deities.
Watching everyone fighting desperately to hold the line, a trace of emotion flashed across the depths of the Silver Surfer's eyes, and he no longer stood on the sidelines.
Treading on his silver surfboard, the hundreds of millions of starlight powers around his body boiled completely—the original power he once used to fight campaigns for Galactus.
At this moment, all of it turned its sharpness around, transforming into a silver stream of light that pierced through the darkness, fiercely crashing toward the core of the annihilation giant hand!
"The sins of my past, I shall repay with my own hands today!"
The full-strength strike of a galactic-level herald possessed terrifyingly peerless might, forcefully tearing a fine gap open on the pitch-black giant hand and temporarily easing the pressure on everyone.
Yet this resistance, in the eyes of Galactus, was still as tiny as an ant.
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly overestimating oneself."
Galactus whispered indifferently, the downward-pressing giant hand's force surging once again, the black hole fissures spewing wildly, and the barrier's cracks spreading rapidly. It was on the verge of shattering completely, pulling the entire Earth into the devouring range.
At this ultimate crisis moment of heaven and Earth's survival and the descent of all calamities, Loren finally moved.
Since the battle began, he had always stood quietly in the void, observing the overall situation without easily making a move.
It was not out of powerlessness, but rather because Galactus, as a cosmic-origin-level deity, had his body bound to the rules of the Universe, possessing no fixed weaknesses, no life-and-death flaws, and could not be completely obliterated.
A forced battle to the death would only result in mutual destruction or even trigger a backlash from the origin of the Universe, causing the entire Solar System to completely collapse.
But at this moment, with catastrophe at hand and all living beings on the brink of annihilation, he no longer needed to hold back.
His white clothes fluttered without wind, and the sky-full of silvery-white time-sequence light suddenly broke through the firmament, piercing through hundreds of millions of miles of deep space.
Unlike everyone else's concrete combat power and energy hedging, Loren's power transcended all rules of the Universe; it was the supreme time-sequence origin that coordinated thousands of karmas, governed the circulation of space-time, and defined existence and annihilation.
"Space-time seal, karma retroversion, rule stripping!"
A low and majestic sound resounded through the heavens. There was no explosive roar and no brilliant light and shadow, yet it instantly stagnated the entire turbulent destructive power.
Countless time-sequence lines as fine as silkworms and as vast as galaxies spawned from the void, crisscrossing and weaving into a supreme time-sequence giant net shrouding the entire Solar System.
The previously unmatched annihilation giant hand suddenly stopped moving.
Chapter 574: Earth-shattering Battle
For the first time, the massive void body of Galactusshowed obvious stiffness.
The origin of destruction flowing around him was imprisoned layer by layer by the Power of Chronology, and those black hole rifts sufficient to devour stars were forcibly frozen, stripped away, and sealed.
"The origin of time?!"
This time, the extreme indifference finally faded from the voice of Galactus, replaced by genuine shock and dread.
"You are not a living being of this Universe; you are the master of the multiversal chronological order!"
He had lived through cosmic reincarnations and seen countless top powerhouses and primordial gods, yet he harbored a deep dread specifically for the Power of Chronology.
Energy could be counteracted, physical bodies could be shattered, and rules could be crushed, but time and causality alone were the common shackles of all cosmic gods.
Loren walked slowly through the air, his posture calm and upright, standing at the very forefront of the heavens' battle power to face this cosmic catastrophe directly.
Silvery-white chronological radiance wrapped around his body, his eyes as deep as the ancient river of stars, and his tone calm yet carrying unshakeable authority.
"Galactus, you feed on stars and civilizations as food, which is inherently a part of cosmic balance and the normal state of the heavenly reincarnation."
"However, you listened to the instigation of the Celestials, crossed boundaries to invade the low-dimensional Universe, forcibly plundered stars that had not reached their destruction nodes, and interfered with established chronological causality, thus crossing the line."
As the words fell, Loren raised his hand and clenched it.
Hum—!
Hundreds of millions of chronological lines instantly tightened, tightly wrapping around the massive void body of Galactus.
Unlike the shallow spacetime stagnation used to imprison the Silver Surfer, this was the highest-grade chronological shackle.
Loren precisely stripped away the origin binding between Galactus and this Universe, forcibly cutting off his energy extraction channels in this place.
At the same time, he retraced all power gains since his descent, sealing all permissions of his destruction rules in this spacetime.
"Audacious!"
Galactus was furious, his massive body trembling violently, and a monstrous flood of destruction erupted around him, attempting to break free from the chronological imprisonment.
Endless dark purple energy crazily washed against the giant chronological net, the starry sky collapsed, the void shattered, and the boundaries of the entire Solar Systemcontinuously fractured and reformed.
His strength was indeed unsolvable; as a cosmic origin, he fundamentally could not be completely killed.
Even if Loren wielded the supreme Power of Chronology, he could only imprison, suppress, and strip him away, unable to obliterate his core origin.
But that was enough.
Loren's gaze was stern, the Power of Chronology surged wildly once more, initiating the most overbearing chronological punishment—time overdraft and origin backlash.
Countless chronological lines crazily poured into the interior of the body of Galactus, forcibly stirring up his destruction origin accumulated over hundreds of millions of years.
Overdrawing all the power of his cross-border descent, it detonated the causal backlash of his forcible invasion into the low-dimensional spacetime.
Pfft—!
The formless and intangible origin heavy blow caused Galactus, who was eternal and had never been injured before, to experience origin-shaking injuries for the first time.
His massive body twisted violently, the black hole rifts wrapped around his body collapsed on a large scale, his burning stellar eyes dimmed by several fractions instantly, and his vast destruction aura plummeted off a cliff.
"You dare to backfire against my origin?!"
Galactus was extremely furious, yet faint, deep dread arose within him.
He could withstand tens of millions of galaxy explosions and ignore the energy bombardments of all gods, yet he alone could not withstand the backlash of chronological causality.
This kind of damage did not harm his physical body, but struck directly at the root of his existence, depleting his cosmic origin accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, making it difficult to repair and irreversible.
Loren looked down coldly: "You caused trouble across boundaries, interfered with the chronological order, and reap what you sow. Today I will not slay you—"
He knew very well that Galactus was a part of the cosmic balance; completely obliterating him would lead to multiversal energy imbalance and ecological collapse, triggering a larger-scale catastrophe of the heavens.
This was also the core reason why no multiversal-level powerhouse dared to easily provoke Galactus or could completely slay him.
"But I can cripple your power of this invasion, seal your permissions in this domain, and drive you out of the Solar System!"
As the words fell, Loren formed hand seals, and the giant chronological net covering the sky suddenly contracted and erupted!
The ultimate chronological impact force no longer imprisoned, but completely transformed into an expulsion force, fiercely bombarding the origin core of Galactus.
Rumble!!!
A massive tremor spanning hundreds of millions of galaxies rang out.
The annihilation giant hand that originally suppressed Earth tightly shattered instantly, and the destructive energy filling the sky was forcibly cleared by the Power of Chronology.
The massive body of Galactus uncontrollably retreated backwards, smashing countless Nebula debris along the way, and was forcibly pushed away from the core area of the Solar System.
He struggled to steady his figure, the origin around his body violently churning, his injuries deepening continuously, and his originally brilliant and overbearing destruction aura completely withered.
He stared fixedly at the direction of Earth, staring at that white-robed chronological figure, and remained silent for a long time.
He knew very well that if he insisted on a fight to the death, he could indeed destroy the entire Solar System and devour Earth.
But the price would be continuous chronological backlash from Loren, losing most of his origin, being severely injured and dormant for hundreds of millions of years, or even falling from his divine position.
To pay the price of origin heavy injury for a low-dimensional star was not worth the loss.
Moreover, the master of chronological order before him held the supreme power to balance the heavens, making him the existence he least wanted to provoke.
"Loren, is it! I admit you are strong."
The divine voice of Galactus was cold and low, carrying unwillingness and dread, echoing in the deep space, "Today I temporarily retreat."
"But you must remember, the destiny of stars is irreversible, and the rise and fall of civilizations have their own heavenly dao."
"The Earth you protect today will eventually be completely devoured by me one day. I have marked down this account today."
This was not a compromise of defeat, but the permanent resentment of a cosmic god, laying the groundwork for endless future troubles.
Loren stood in the void, his tone indifferent and firm: "As long as I exist for a day and the chronological order of the heavens is stable, Earth will never face the day of destruction."
"If you dare to come again, I will suppress you once more, layering the origin backlash to cripple your foundation."
The tough counterattack completely shattered the final dignity of Galactus.
Galactus said no more, his massive void body gradually turning illusory and dissipating.
The dark purple destruction aura slowly faded, and with full-body origin injuries and monstrous hatred, he completely withdrew from the Solar System stellar region, fleeing toward the distant deep space of the Universe.
That ultimate catastrophe sufficient to destroy galaxies was ultimately forced back, preventing Earth from completely falling.
As Galactus completely receded, the destructive pressure shrouding the heaven and Earth completely dissipated, the restless airspace gradually stabilized, and the collapsing heaven and Earth slowly repaired themselves.
The dead silence and darkness hanging high in the sky receded, long-lost sunlight spilled back onto the Earth, fierce winds stopped abruptly, tsunamis subsided, and the Earth's crust stabilized.
The Earth, teetering on the verge of shattering, finally snatched back a glimmer of life.
Above the firmament, the flames of war across the sky slowly subsided.
The beauties successively unloaded their strength, their tense bodies suddenly relaxing, everyone panting slightly, their complexions carrying a bit of paleness, and bearing injuries to varying degrees.
The terrifying oppression of that strike just now was the closest they had ever been to destruction since campaigning across the heavens.
If not for Loren holding the fort and the Power of Chronology restraining the origin of Galactus, no one today could block this cosmic catastrophe.
The Silver Surfer hovered in mid-air, the restless starlight power around his body slowly calming down, looking at the deep space where Galactus had receded, remaining silent for a long time.
Chapter 575: The Shackles Finally Broken
The shackles of hundreds of millions of years were finally broken today, and the sins and fetters that had weighed upon the depths of the heart for endless ages largely dissipated in an instant.
He turned to look at Loren, bowing slightly with a sincere and respectful posture.
"Many thanks. If you hadn't intervened today, not only would I have been unable to free myself, but I would have also personally destroyed an entire civilized Planet."
"I have completely severed my contract with Galactus and will no longer fight for him from now on. Does your promise from before still count?"
Loren slowly landed, retracting the shimmering Power of Chronology flowing around his body, his expression turning a bit gentler.
"Naturally it counts. I will use the Power of Chronology to completely erase the origin contract between you and Galactus, sever all shackles, and protect your homeworld with permanent peace, keeping it free from Galactus's covetous desires."
"From now on, you are free."
This short sentence made Silver Surfer's body tremble slightly, an endless sense of relief and burning warmth flashing deep within his eyes.
The enslavement of hundreds of millions of years, the endless sins of slaughter, and the eternal shackles of fate were finally completely ended today.
"From this day forward, Norrin, am willing to serve Your Excellency to repay this grace and atone for the rest of my life."
Silver Surfer hovered on one knee, performing the most solemn starry sky salute, willingly becoming a starry sky combat force under Loren's command to guard the barriers of the heavens' deep space.
The crisis completely came to an end, and heaven and Earth returned to clarity.
On the ground, the humans who had survived the disaster looked at the clear sky and the group of powerhouses standing safely in the high altitude, bursting into Earth-shaking cheers and hot tears.
Countless people knelt on the ground to pray, countless people hugged each other and wept. This doomsday catastrophe, which was enough to destroy civilization, ultimately turned out to be safe after a scare, and the dust settled.
The people of the manor gathered in the courtyard, and the evening breeze gently blew, dispersing the smoke of the battlefield.
Wanda gently let out a breath, the scarlet color in the depths of her eyes completely fading, and she sighed softly: "Galactus truly lives up to his reputation; it is simply impossible to completely kill him, only temporarily forcing him back."
"Although this crisis has been resolved, it can also be considered forming a top-tier enmity across the heavens."
The Commander White's gaze was sharp, and she calmly reviewed the battle situation: "Galactus already bears a grudge against us and will inevitably make a comeback in the future."
"It's just that after this battle, his origin is damaged, and he will not invade across boundaries again in a short time. We have enough time to recuperate and improve our combat power."
2B gently wiped the fine stardust on the sword body and said gently: "With Master here and everyone side by side, even if the heavens are fraught with crises, we have no need to fear."
Loren looked at everyone's safe appearance, nodded slightly, but a trace of deep thought was hidden in the depths of his eyes.
He knew very well that today's forced retreat was only a temporary peace.
Galactus, as one of the five cosmic creation gods of the Universe, is indestructible and immortal.
This time, his origin was damaged and he retreated with resentment. In the future, he will surely recuperate and return with even stronger destructive power.
The Celestials are still dormant in deep space, and the unknown crises of the heavens have never dissipated.
The conclusion of this galaxy-level catastrophe is not an end, but merely the beginning of a new round of games across the heavens.
But he has no fear.
Wielding the chronology of the heavens, holding supreme authority, by his side are more than twenty beauties who have lived and died together and fought side by side in bloodshed.
With the newly added starry sky powerhouse Silver Surferunder his command, even if the road ahead has turbulent heavens and strong enemies lurking around, he can still guard all directions, protect this World, and protect the family accompanying him through the years.
The setting sun slowly rose into the sky, sprinkling across the rebuilt Earth, and the gentle afterglow smoothed away the scars of the battlefield.
Having experienced the Galactus catastrophe, Earthreturned to stability, and the manor returned to peace. Everyone shed their armor, smoothed their injuries, and returned once again to the warm and bustling daily life.
It's just that everyone clearly understood in their hearts: stability has never been the norm, and guarding has never stopped.
In the distant, gloomy deep space, an ultimate game belonging to the heavens, chronology, gods, and civilizations has only just begun.
The smoke of war on Earth gradually dissipated.
The crustal tremors, World storms, and huge tsunami waves that swept across the entire Planet subsided one by one under the appeasement of the aftermath of the Power of Chronology.
The shattered Earth slowly closed, the fractured city foundations re-stabilized, the torn atmosphere was quickly repaired, and the blue sky once again covered the World.
The humans who survived the disaster still could not calm down for a long time.
They had just truly touched cosmic-level despair.
That was not a superpower showdown, not a Mutantdispute, nor a mechanical catastrophe, but a cosmic natural disaster in the true sense—an ultimate destruction that could swallow even a Planet in one bite.
Crowds embracing and weeping could be seen everywhere on the streets, and survivors kneeling on the ground to pray filled the edges of the city ruins.
Mankind had never understood as clearly as this moment: Earth's stability has never been taken for granted.
Their dependent homeland, amid the vast sea of stars in the heavens, is merely a speck of dust that could be swallowed at any time.
And guarding this speck of dust are that group of powerhouses who descended from the sky and blocked the gods' catastrophe in blood.
Official monitoring satellites around the World all recorded the Earth-shattering battle that had just taken place.
Twenty colorful sky-reaching battle forces, and the silver starry sky god of war rebelled against his Master in mid-air.
Finally, the white-robed wielder raised his hand to suppress and force back the galaxy-level Galactus god, and scene after scene shocked all high-level forces.
Whether it was S.H.I.E.L.D., the remnant forces of the Avengers, or secret organizations of various countries, all fell into long-term silence and awe.
Today's battle completely refreshed the combat power cognition of all extraordinary beings on Earth, and also made everyone fully recognize the vastness and cruelty of the heavens.
Above the firmament, the flames of war completely came to an end.
Loren stood in the high-altitude evening breeze, his white clothes fluttering, and the shimmering Power of Chronology around his body slowly converged. He looked calm and unconcerned, but in reality, his mental energy consumption was extremely huge.
Forcing Galactus to retreat seemed to be just a "repulsion", but outsiders had no way of knowing the cost behind it.
That was one of the cosmic gods, rooted deep within the laws of the Universe, coexisting and co-prospering with the entire multiverse.
To force him back, one had to leverage the foundations of the heavens' chronology, forcibly reverse his invasion karma, and detonate the backlash of his cross-boundary origin.
What looked like a casual battle was actually the most origin-draining action Loren had taken since taking charge of the TVA, aside from regulating the chaos of the multiverse chronology.
"Loren."
Wanda was the first to notice the weakness in his aura, stepping forward quickly. Her scarlet Chaos Magic gently circulated, cautiously probing into his aura pathways, her eyes full of worry.
"Your origin consumption is too great."
Others had injuries and physical exhaustion from the fierce battle, but only Loren stood steadfastly at the center throughout. He looked calm, but in reality, he single-handedly bore the core game and karmic backlash against Galactus.
2B and A2 immediately stepped forward, standing on the left and right sides respectively, silently protecting Loren's surroundings, their eyes scanning the empty deep space vigilantly to guard against any hidden aftershocks and hazards.
The rest of the crowd also gathered around, twenty gentle and concerned gazes falling on him simultaneously. The tense sternness after the fierce battle instantly turned into warm affection.
Loren shook his head slightly, smiling faintly to comfort everyone: "It's fine, it's just a temporary overdraft of the Power of Chronology's origin; a few days of recuperation will restore it."
Chapter 576: Double Crisis
As his voice fell, he turned to look at the Silver Surfer, Norrin Radd, who was standing quietly to the side with silver radiance flowing all over his body.
At this moment, the gloomy and violent Qi that had suppressed the Silver Surfer for hundreds of millions of years had completely dissipated, and the starlight flowing around him was clear and clean, no longer carrying a shred of the cold oppression born for destruction.
Having shaken off the shackles of Galactus, his posture was upright and clear, his gaze open and bright, truly recovering the original heart belonging to a wise man and a Guardian.
"You don't need to be so solemn about the promise you just made," Loren said softly.
"You were compelled by circumstances, and your sins stemmed from coercion rather than your true heart. Turning away from the dark and toward the light today is your rebirth."
The Silver Surfer slightly lowered his head with a respectful yet firm posture: "After hundreds of millions of years of slaughter and thousands of stars perishing because of me, my sins have long penetrated to my bones."
"Had Your Excellency not enlightened me and rescued me, I would have ultimately become the permanent puppet of Galactus, until my origin was exhausted and my soul destroyed."
"I have nothing to repay you with, save for my allegiance for this lifetime, guarding the deep space of Zhutian, and blocking all extraterrestrial crises for Your Excellency and this peaceful world."
Having said that, he proactively opened up all his origin veins, starry sky contracts, and soul branding, handing them over to Loren for verification without any reservation.
Seeing this, Loren no longer declined. He raised his hand to gently tap the void, and a wisp of warm, silvery-white Power of Chronology slowly infiltrated the depths of the Silver Surfer's soul.
Crack—
The formless and intangible void contract that had imprisoned Norrin for hundreds of millions of years shattered inch by inch under the crushing force of the origin of chronology, completely dissolving.
That fateful shackles that tightly bound him to Galactus, that Heavenly Dao contract that constantly devoured his origin and enslaved his will, was completely severed and wiped out today.
The beauties nodded one after another, closely following Loren's figure as they stepped into the gentle spacetime channel.
The Silver Surfer followed closely behind, stepping into the air and entering it.
The channel closed, and the vault of heaven completely returned to a vacant and clear state, leaving behind only the scarred yet reborn azure land.
...
Zhutian Manor returned to tranquility.
The independent spacetime was unaffected by the aftermath of the external war of flames; flowers still bloomed constantly, the four seasons maintained a constant temperature, and the evening breeze was gentle.
However, having just experienced a life-and-death bloody battle, the atmosphere inside the manor lacked a bit of its usual laziness and playfulness, and gained a bit of a settled solemnity.
Everyone took their seats on the terrace respectively, without making any noise, silently adjusting their breath and repairing their injuries.
Twenty people joined forces to hard-shake the divine might of Galactus; seemingly everyone was undefeated, but in reality, everyone was carrying injuries.
Surface injuries could still be recovered from, but the destructive force of the Universe's origin had invaded their meridians, spiritual power, and psychic foundations, requiring careful recuperation to completely eradicate.
Hinata carefully stood up, mobilizing gentle Chakra, and cooperating with the origin of the courtyard's spiritual plants to concoct a full pot of warm, healing spiritual soup.
It was portioned into cups and delivered into everyone's hands one by one, gently and meticulously helping everyone sort out their disordered auras.
"This time was truly perilous," Marie Rose let out a soft breath, the usual liveliness and playfulness fading from her face, replaced by a bit of lingering fear.
"That Galactus is completely unreasonable, simply destroying and devouring, almost not even giving us the qualification to resist."
Gwen nodded repeatedly, still terrified: "Just now, I felt like my body was about to be torn apart by that dark power. That level of oppression is completely out of the dimension of all previous enemies."
"This is a true Universe-origin deity." Sif's gaze was calm; as a goddess of Asgard, she knew the gap best.
"The Gods of Asgard, the king of Gods of Asgard, in front of him, are nothing more than slightly larger rations."
"Galactus has survived since the beginning of the Universe, as old as heaven and Earth. Destruction is his instinct, and devouring is his Dao."
Number 18 spoke coldly, hitting the nail on the head: "The most terrifying thing is that he cannot be killed."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
That's right.
This battle was a great victory, forcing back a powerful enemy and preserving Earth. It seemed complete, but it hid hidden dangers that no one could ignore.
As long as Galactus is immortal, the crisis will never completely dissipate.
Loren slowly spoke, breaking the silence, and bluntly stated the hidden dangers in everyone's hearts.
"I must explain the truth to everyone. Today's battle, we can only force him back, not kill him."
"Galactus is a part of the Universe's balance. He is responsible for devouring aging stars, abandoned galaxies, and depleted civilizations, making room and energy for the Universe's rebirth."
"His existence itself is the rule of the Universe's reincarnation."
"Forcing his execution will directly lead to the fracture of the multiverse's energy cycle and the collapse of galactic order, triggering a large-scale catastrophe of Universecollapse. By then, what will be destroyed is not just Earth, but countless starry regions of Zhutian."
Everyone suddenly saw the light, finally understanding why Loren exercised restraint throughout, only suppressing without executing, only counter-attacking without annihilating.
"Then will he come again later?" Hinata asked softly.
"Yes."
Loren did not conceal anything, his tone calm yet solemn: "Today I severely injured His cross-border origin, depleted the Universe energy He accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, and shattered His dignity and self-confidence. He has completely held a grudge against Earthand against us."
"His retreating now is only to recuperate and adjust, restore His origin, and accumulate stronger power."
"When He fully recovers, the next arrival will inevitably be a situation where He exhausts His origin and fights to the death."
The atmosphere instantly became a bit more solemn.
"Then what should we do next?" Mei Terumi slightly frowned. "Allowing him to recuperate and recover will only make him harder to resist in the future."
"No need to worry," Loren smiled faintly, sweeping his gaze across the crowd and comforting them.
"He is injured and his origin is greatly damaged. For at least a few thousand years, at most tens of thousands of years, he cannot cross dimensions again to launch a large-scale invasion."
"To a Universe deity, this is just a short recuperation; but to us and to Earth, this is an extremely long and stable development period."
"This period of time is enough for us to fully improve, consolidate our foundations, and improve our defense lines."
The Silver Surfer spoke at the right time, his tone resolute and steady: "Master, I am familiar with the habits of Galactus, the starry sky trajectories, and the weaknesses of his origin."
"Next, I can garrison deep space for a long time, cruise the outer fringes of the Solar System, and monitor the movements of Galactus at all times."
"Once there are signs of him reviving, approaching, or prying, I can issue an early warning and intercept him in advance."
"At the same time, I can teach you all the methods of utilizing Universe energy and galactic-level combat experience, making up for everyone's shortcomings in extraterrestrial combat."
With these words from him, everyone's hearts immediately settled by more than half.
As the former number one vanguard of Galactus, Norrinknew better than anyone else the hole cards, weaknesses, habits, and tactics of this Universe deity.
Having him garrison deep space to provide early warnings was equivalent to installing the most secure starry sky barrier for Earth and the entire Zhutian Manor.
"In addition to this, there is another hidden danger."
Loren's gaze darkened slightly as he looked toward the distant deep space dimension and continued: "The root of this battle began with the Celestials."
"It was the Celestials who bore a grudge over The Judgebeing killed, and took the initiative to sacrifice Earth's coordinates to Galactus, using a borrowed knife to kill someone, utilizing the hands of a deity to destroy Earthand retaliate against me."
"Today, Galactus was defeated and retreated, and the Celestials must have seen it all in full view."
"They hid in the dark to watch the tigers fight, watching us and Galactus suffer both injuries, and by now they must have figured out most of our combat power trump cards."
"These ancient Gods are deep in schemes, enduring and cunning, good at plotting, and love nothing more than reaping the spoils of victory while others fight."
"They are even harder to deal with than Galactus."
Every word and sentence clearly pointed out the double crisis of the future.
Chapter 577: Ready? The battle is about to start!
On the surface, it was Galactus, recuperating and gathering strength, waiting for a chance at revenge.
In the shadows, it was the Celestials, lying low in the dark, plotting and waiting for the right moment to reap.
The path ahead was already surging with undercurrents and fraught with danger.
But upon hearing this, no one feared, and no one flinched.
A2 tightly gripped the heavy blade in her hand, her gaze sharp and carefree: "We have never flinched from countless crises. Now that there are simply two more top-tier formidable enemies, what is there to fear?"
2B nodded gently, her brows and eyes gentle yet resolute: "Having walked this path together all the way, our lives and deaths are already bound as one. Regardless of whether the Celestials or Galactus come again in the future, we will still stand shoulder to shoulder as a whole and guard our home together."
A trace of Chaos light swirled in the depths of Wanda's eyes, her tone calm and composed: "Chaos can shatter rules, and time-sequence can suppress the heavens. As long as we work with one heart, there is no catastrophe we cannot cross."
Tsunade picked up the warm tea soup, laughed heartily, and swept away the previous gravity: "What is there to fear! With Master presiding over us, no matter what God or Galactus it is, we will just beat them back when they come!"
Hancock quietly snuggled to the side, her gaze lingering affectionately on Loren, gentle and resolute: "No matter what kind of formidable enemy descends, this concubine will forever follow My Lord husband, never parting in life or death."
Sentence after sentence, gentle yet resolute, filled the entire manor.
Having gone through this battle, everyone's mindset transformed once again.
They were no longer just beauties enjoying a peaceful daily life, but Guardians who looked out over the heavens, guarded civilization, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Gods.
A lazy daily life was their destination, and blood-bathed guardianship was their armor.
Looking at this group of family members before him who never abandoned each other and shared life and death, Loren felt a surge of warmth deep in his heart.
All origin depletion, all battlefield pressure, and all future burdens were completely transformed into something worthwhile.
"Good."
He nodded with a smile, his voice gentle yet firm: "Then starting from today, the manor will open a brand-new cultivation rhythm."
"During the day, meditate and cultivate peacefully, polishing the power of origin. At night, everyone links up for combined combat drills."
"Everyone will steadily improve, make up for shortcomings, and progress step by step, quietly awaiting the resurgence of future storms."
"Combined chick practice? Yay, yay, we love practicing!"
Hearing Loren's words, the young lady 2B standing aside had light shining in her eyes, looking very excited and thrilled.
"..." Loren.
"It's combat drills, not practicing. I must say, 2B, what on Earth are you thinking about every day?"
Tifa gave 2B an exasperated roll of the eyes, then raised her finger and poked 2B's forehead helplessly, looking as if she thought 2B was beyond saving.
"Hehe, isn't it the same? It's practicing anyway!" 2B pouted her lips and said nonchalantly.
"How can this be the same? The places being practiced are completely different." Tifa held her forehead with an expression of utter helplessness.
Listening to their conversation, the group of beauties around them covered their mouths and chuckled lightly, looking like they were enjoying the spectacle and wanted things to get even livelier.
"I think what 2B said is right. We really need to practice; just how long has it been since we group-fought Master?"
"If we don't practice again, our abilities in that aspect are going to rust!" At this time, Commander White stepped forward one step and said with a serious expression.
With her taking the lead, the other sisters also nodded in unison, looking as if Commander White was completely right.
"That's right, Commander White is so right. Combat power in that aspect is also combat power and needs to be improved." Tsunade nodded and chimed in.
"Mhm, well said. Technique is also a law, and foot therapy is also a dao; we cannot favor one over the other and should treat them equally with good practice." Mei Terumisaid, suppressing a mischievous smile.
"Well, since everyone says so, there's no time like the present—let's start practicing right now!" Mai Shiranuismiled charmingly, her gaze turning toward Loren.
Right at this moment, the gazes of all the women turned to Loren simultaneously, their eyes looking as if they were spinning threads, exuding an intensely aggressive charm.
Just as Mai Shiranui's voice fell, Wanda raised her hand and waved it, and a burst of Chaos Magic suddenly erupted. In just a split second, the environment around them changed drastically.
It transformed from the original manor lawn into a luxurious bedroom large enough to accommodate dozens of people, and right in the center of the bedroom was a super-large bed close to 10 meters in length and width.
The environment they were currently in was precisely the Chaos Space established by Wanda using Chaos Magic, except this time the Chaos Space was not used to isolate the battle with The Judge.
Rather, it was to make it convenient for them to battle with Loren. However, although both were battles, the process and methods were completely different.
"Wait, what do you girls want to do?!" Looking at everything around him, Loren sighed inwardly and shook his head helplessly.
"Master, you know very well what we want to do, so don't ask questions when you already know the answer. Sisters, what are you waiting for? Take off your armor and change your outfits!"
Commander White raised an alluring eyebrow, then waved her hand gently, and the battle armor on her body automatically disappeared, replaced by a brand-new battle armor resembling purple gauze!
"Master, how is this purple battle attire of mine? Do you like it?"
Commander White said as she walked toward Loren with sexy strides.
Meanwhile, the other sisters around them also changed into their own brand-new battle armors.
There were wine-red ones, pink ones, black ones, gauze outfits, mesh outfits, bikini outfits, and white-silk outfits, countless numbers of them.
As they put on their brand-new battle armors, they all gathered around him: "Darling, are you ready? The battle is about to begin!"
Looking at the covetous women, Loren knew that a major battle today was inevitable.
At this thought, his gaze immediately turned resolute.
"You are pushing people too far, I'll fight you to the death!" With that, Loren brandished his spear and proactively charged into the crowd.
Far away in billions of deep space, in the depths of a gloomy and dead star region.
Severely injured by the time-sequence backlash and retreating in resentment, Galactus's massive void body floated quietly in the darkness.
The black hole fissures around his body slowly healed, and within his dim stellar eyes, endless gloom and icy hatred surged.
He did not go too far away, but simply hid in a dead corner of deep space outside the observation range of the Solar System, recuperating silently.
"Loren... Earth..."
A low and vast murmur echoed across the dead sea of stars, carrying an immemorial and indestructible obsession with devouring.
"You actually dared to harm my origin today. Once my origin is reshaped and the river of stars returns, this Worldwill be completely devoured by me."
Meanwhile, beyond the even more distant dimensional barriers.
Several giant figures glowing entirely in gold, towering and sacred in form, stood quietly in the dimensional cracks, silently overlooking everything in the Solar System.
They were precisely the Celestials hiding in the dark and using others to kill.
They witnessed Galactus's defeat with their own eyes and watched Loren slaughter the cosmic disaster with their own eyes. In the depths of their eyes, there was no anger, only cold scrutiny and deep calculations.
"That guy's power far exceeds estimation."
"Galactus suffered a setback, and Earth continues to survive, further expanding the variables."
"This variable cannot be kept."
"There is no need to rush for the moment; quietly await the timing and layout a reckoning of a deeper dimension."
The whispers of the Celestials dissipated into the dimensional void, and a new round of layout across the heavens had already quietly started.
Chapter 578: The Reckoning from the Celestials!
The chronology of Zhutian Manor flowed steadily, and more than half a month had already passed since the catastrophe of Galactus came to an end.
This independent space-time still maintained spring-like weather all year round, with flowers blooming constantly, but the atmosphere within the manor could no longer return to its former completely relaxed and lazy state.
Everyone knew clearly in their hearts that two terrifying threats were lurking outside the Solar System.
Galactus, who was biding his time to restore his origin and waiting for revenge, and the unfathomable Celestialshiding in the dimensional cracks.
Beneath the peaceful daily life, hard-to-detect undercurrents were lurking.
Daily routines had quietly undergone adjustments.
In the early morning, Hinata was still the first to get up and prepare meals.
Only now she no longer just studied various delicacies; in her spare time, she would activate her Byakugan to deduce the flow trajectory of energy, and frequently exchanged rule perceptions with Wanda;
The Commander White had carved out a larger open-air training ground and formulated a systematic joint combat drill plan.
Dividing the twenty-plus beauties into multiple tactical groups to repeatedly hone long-range and close-combat coordination, offense-defense rotation, and emergency support.
Norrin, the Silver Surfer, officially integrated into the living rhythm of the manor.
During the day, he often stepped into deep space to cruise, patrolling the periphery of the Solar System, monitoring energy fluctuations in the star field, and searching for the aura traces left by Galactus and the Celestials;
After returning to the manor, he would impart his years of experience in galaxy campaigns unreservedly.
The methods of utilizing starry sky energy, cross-dimensional long-distance combat skills, and the attack habits of Universe-grade powerhouses.
How to identify void traps and dimensional camouflage... Countless pieces of deep space knowledge that others could never access were shared with everyone one by one.
2B and A2 often asked Norrin for advice on high-speed dogfighting tactics.
In the past, they excelled at close-range slashing, but facing cosmic powerhouses capable of super-lightspeed movement, their previous fighting style had significant shortcomings.
With his unique understanding of high-speed combat, the Silver Surfer guided the two in adjusting the operational mode of cosmic energy.
So that sword light and blade light could lock onto spatial coordinates, no longer solely relying on the naked eye to capture the opponent's trajectory.
Tsunade, Sif, and No. 18, the three physical offense powerhouses, focused on learning how to resist the erosion of the cosmic origin.
Everyone still remembered vividly the trauma caused by the destructive energy of Galactus invading their meridians back then.
Norrin taught the method of utilizing one's own origin to construct an isolation barrier, strengthening the physical body's resistance against rule-based attacks.
Girls like Gwen and Marie Rose, who excelled at roaming and containing, gained even more.
The Silver Surfer's concept of displacement across the sea of stars greatly broadened the tactical upper limit of the two. With Silk, agile footwork, and short-range spatial jumping, their containment ability was vastly enhanced.
During the afternoon leisure time, relaxed and warm moments were still preserved.
Loren spent most of his time sitting quietly in the study, with thousands of circulating chronology projections suspended in front of him.
Massive amounts of TVA space-time data constantly flashed before his eyes, continuously monitoring the chronology fluctuations of the Solar System and surrounding dimensions, constantly guarding against the movements of the two major threats.
The origin consumed in that battle forcing Galactus to retreat was slowly recovering under the nourishment of the manor's abundant space-time origin, but it was still some distance away from its peak state.
"Dear, don't overwork yourself."
Wanda walked slowly into the study holding a cup of spiritual tea, and the crimson Chaos Magic gently spread out, smoothing away the restless chronology ripples in the air.
"Continuously probing deep space for several days consumes too much mental energy."
Loren took the teacup and smiled faintly: "I must keep an eye on the movements at all times. Galactus still has a clear desire and goal, wanting to devour Earth;
The Celestials are unpredictable; no one knows what methods it will use next."
"The Celestials has witnessed us joining forces to force Galactus to retreat, so it definitely won't launch a large-scale frontal attack." Wanda frowned slightly.
"It has always been arrogant yet calculated; it's very likely to use probing methods first to figure out all our trump cards."
Just as the voice fell, the void of the entire independent manor suddenly trembled slightly.
Extremely subtle and imperceptible distorted fluctuations appeared in the originally steadily flowing space-time veins.
Ordinary powerhouses simply couldn't capture this weak anomaly, but Loren, who wielded the Power of Chronology, acutely captured the abnormality instantly.
He stood up, his expression suddenly solemn: "They're here, the Celestials has made a move."
Hum——
A low spatial tremor spread through the entire manor.
Everyone who was practicing in the training ground or resting in the courtyard instantly stopped all actions, collected their playfulness, and their auras instantly tightened.
2B gripped the longsword at her waist, A2 hoisted the heavy blade, and the energy around them suddenly boiled.
Hinata activated her Byakugan instantly, clearly probing the spatial anomalies around her;
The Silver Surfer had just finished a round of deep space patrol and rushed back from the horizon stepping on a silver flying board. Its silver eyes looked toward the external dimensional barrier, and its tone was solemn.
"The golden origin fluctuations unique to the Celestials are coming from the dimensional cracks. It hasn't stepped into the Solar System in person; instead, it has deployed probing creations."
Everyone quickly gathered on the open lawn in front of the manor, looking collectively at the space-time barrier facing outside the manor.
Outside a light silver defensive barrier constructed by Loren's Power of Chronology, the void split open into several narrow cracks layer by layer.
Dazzling golden light flowed out from the cracks, accompanied by an ancient, vast energy aura carrying a sense of judgment.
Unlike the pure destruction origin of Galactus, the power of the Celestials was full of the characteristics of "adjudication" and "modification".
Treating cosmic living beings as test samples and arbitrarily defining whether civilizations continued to exist or not.
Before long, five giant puppets, over thirty meters in tallness and constructed entirely of gilded rock and astral alloy, slowly stepped out from the spatial rifts.
Dense ancient runes were engraved on the surface of the puppets, their eyes burned with golden divine fire, their limbs were equipped with astral energy cannons, and energy crystal cores extracted from stellar cores were embedded in their chests.
"Celestial Construct Guards," the Silver Surfer explained in a deep voice, "experimental combat puppets mass-produced by the Celestials, without independent self-consciousness."
It fights entirely driven by remote instructions transmitted by the Celestials, and its combat power is roughly close to the lord sentinel from back then.
The most important point is that they come with built-in detection runes.
Every battle and every time it withstands an attack, it will continuously transmit our power characteristics and move weaknesses back to the Celestials inside the dimensional cracks.
"Typical probing chess pieces," the Commander Whiteanalyzed calmly, "not seeking to destroy us, but solely to gather intelligence."
Once we use all our killer moves without reservation, the Celestials will completely record everyone's upper limit of abilities to prepare for its subsequent layout.
In the high altitude void, a detached and distant voice, as if coming from eternity ago, echoed throughout the entire airspace.
The voice had no fixed sound source, penetrating into the space-time barrier and clearly passing into everyone's ears.
"Damned foreign variable, previously you sheltered the Earth civilization that should have accepted judgment, and intervened to obstruct the hunt of Galactus, disrupting the predetermined process of the Universe."
"We grant you a chance to accept adjudication: immediately give up guarding Earth and withdraw from this star field, and past offenses will not be pursued."
If you continue to stubbornly resist, what awaits you will be the official reckoning from the Celestials.