Chapter 5485 Chaos Generations
The Spider Ancient God who transformed into the Web of Life said a lot and said it very well, but this could not hide the fact that it knew nothing.
But it’s reasonable to think about it. If the Ancient Spider God had great abilities and was particularly well-informed, then he should have been one of the winners when the first gods fought against him, instead of taking the path of being in harmony with the Tao and putting himself at risk as he is now. It has become a 'net' of abstract concepts, playing some kind of totem trick to select people.
My abilities are limited and I don’t want to take sides, so it’s good to be able to survive.
"Okay, you can continue knitting, and also help me monitor the situation of important people."
As he spoke, Su Ming had already brought the cat to a verdant planet, strolling on the grassland with rich water and grass, and looked at the sea not far away:
"The adjutant will send you a list later, which is all the important people I pay attention to. And Spider-Man, as long as your bugs don't die, the Marvel Universe will not collapse, do you understand?"
The Spider God, who has become the web itself, cannot speak. It can only answer through the spokesperson of the web, the Master Weaver, who is also a patient with communication difficulties and appears to be autistic after wearing an eight-eyed mask.
But as long as he can nod, Su Ming doesn't expect Spider to really deal with any crisis head-on. Speaking of it, this incident is considered an intruder from the outside, and it is the responsibility of the Supreme Mage to fight against it.
"A spider can actually become a god, or a god that can weave webs in countless universes. It was actually raised by you, right? In fact, I quite like eating spiders. The silk sacs taste like chewing gum."
After seeing Deathstroke cutting off communication with the Web of Life, the cat licked his paws and asked, feeling a little funny.
Because this so-called spider god has no fighting ability at all, which is far inferior to the little boy I saw just now, but such a guy can actually live a very prosperous life when someone protects him from the wind and rain.
Sure enough, spiders have also learned to rely on humans? That's right, wild spiders certainly don't live as well in human homes. They can hide in the corners of the ceiling or in closets. They don't even need to show their faces at ordinary times, and other bugs attracted by human buildings will fall into the trap.
"This is the Marvel Universe, Mimi. Don't mess with spiders here, just like you don't touch bats in the DC Universe." Deathstroke touched the cat's head, floated to the coast like a ghost, squatted down, and He caught an animal that looked like a shipworm and played with the rope: "This involves some external forces, you should be able to understand."
"I see, ha, it's more interesting." The cat closed its eyes and put its head back on Deathstroke's shoulder: "Your universe is indeed dark."
"Ah, it's okay. Where there is light, there is darkness. Isn't this inevitable?" Deathstroke tied a knot in the bug in his hand and threw it towards the sea: "Adjutant, contact Xiao Wang and ask him to prepare it for me. 'Worship Package A', delivered here."
The so-called package A is actually nothing special. It is the set of ingot candles and roasted chicken that Hogs likes. The different package B comes with paper figures, which is the set of two boys. .
However, as an external god, Brain Ax very specifically does not like human sacrifices and blood sacrifices, not even paper figures.
The environment at the seaside was good, so Su Ming decided to call here. At least it was more convenient than talking while floating in the void.
The list given by the spider mentioned the Beholder and Galactus, but Deathstroke did not intend to ask those two people for information, because he could not be sure whether they would tell the truth. Rather than disturbing himself with information that was difficult to distinguish between true and false, it was better to first See what your trustworthy God says.
After blowing the wind at the beach for a while, Xiao Wang prepared the set meal without asking him to make a special trip. The adjutant was responsible for delivering everything.
After setting up the incense table, placing the copper basin, and piling the roast chickens aside, Su Ming began his invitation to the gods again.
"Dear Hogs, can you hear me? Are you back from the wedding?" Su Ming called his big tiger head affectionately while burning the yellow paper and throwing it into the basin.
Soon, the illusion of Hogs' big head appeared. The tiger did nothing else when he arrived. He first took away a hundred roast chickens and gave A Thousand Cats Dream a wary look.
"How can there be any wedding banquet?" It then spoke, turning into a caterpillar, lying on the Death Barbie pink cushion and smoking a hookah: "Mother Night has never thought about entertaining guests, or she thinks Inviting us to take a bath is just a treat, but I feel like my fur has become a little smoother these days."
Yes, now Hogs has become the elder of the Thousand Cats Dream. Cats are the children of Mother Night, and Agamotto is the son of O Shutu. Hogs is O Shutu’s comrade, then he is the Sandman. Are you your uncle? Hey, no, shouldn’t the woman’s younger generation be called uncle?
It was a bit chaotic, as women with children get married like this. Su Ming felt funny when faced with the chaos he had created.
"Really? You won't even give me a cigarette?" I was laughing wildly in my heart, but on the surface, the death knell had no expression, and looked concerned: "This is really a bit tragic, alas, it is also a normal thing, because Mother Night There has never been a human spokesperson, and she doesn’t understand anything about human nature.”
"There is nothing wrong with being simple. She is quite simple. Ao Shutu and I like her very much." Qing Chong's eyes moved to the cat and smiled: "Her children are also very interesting, including this cat. It’s very powerful.”
"Hey." The cat raised a paw and waved it as a greeting.
"I know that dreams are the concept closest to stories, and they also have an external force called 'animal protectionism' as a golden body." Su Ming lit a cigarette and puffed away at the clouds with the big caterpillar: "But I'm not looking for you this time to talk about this, but "
"You're going to ask about the black snow before, right?"
Hogs had learned to answer quickly, and the caterpillar's cartoon face showed a thoughtful expression, and it nodded slowly:
"Yes, I know what you are going to ask. It is indeed a moth from the omnipotent universe. It not only eats matter and energy, but also eats some things on the conceptual level. I only know so much because of my situation with you. It's very similar. You are an outsider to the current universe. You should talk to the natives like Eternity or Infinity."
"I don't care much about its origin. I want to know how to catch it." Deathstroke exhaled a puff of smoke and sat sideways on the corner of the altar table: "Find it, and then surround it with people. Is it possible to kill it? ?”
"Haha, I'm not sure whether I'm in the state of 'death' or not. You're thinking too much, Death Knell." The green insect shook its head, and its body swayed from side to side, as if it was doing a twisting dance on the soft cushion: "But you If you can block it, count me in the fight, I haven’t faced a worthy opponent in a long time.”