In Marvel, people are slime Chapter 166

The bathroom was filled with an abnormally dense fog, almost to the point of being unable to see one’s hand in front of their face.

Only the faint sound of water from the bathtub and the playful giggles could be heard.

Someone did something, and the other person gasped and giggled, “No… you can’t touch there… Heh—it tickles… it’ll tickle…”

Seductive gasps echoed in the room. The other person seemed to have no intention of letting go, so the first person fought back, scooping up a handful of water and splashing it over.

With a splash, like a signal of war, the sounds of water, sweet laughter, and exclamations kept ringing out.

“Oh my!”

At some point, it seemed an accident occurred, and the bathroom instantly fell silent.

After a long while, someone cleared their throat twice and whispered, “Let me scrub your back…”

The other person quietly replied, “Okay…”

Suddenly, there were light giggles and soft complaints again, as if someone had played another prank.

Then the commotion started again, with continuous splashing sounds, and the playful teasing grew even more unrestrained.

…

Countless stars shone in the silent main control room.

This light might come from thousands or even billions of light-years away.

The greater the distance, the further back in time the light seen now originated.

Light-year, at this moment, represented both distance and time.

The projection of the Eternal Calamity sat by the transparent porthole, staring blankly at the brilliant stars, seemingly lost in thought.

Where do I come from?

Where am I going?

Why am I called Eternal Calamity?

And why am I Eternal Calamity?

There are clearly three people on this ship, so why do I feel so lonely?

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Xandar is a planet inhabited by multiple races.

It is the capital of the Nova Empire, with a population of twelve billion, located in the Andromeda Galaxy, at coordinates M 31V J 00442326+ 4127082.

Although there are many races from different planets, and even different galaxies, it is generally peaceful and stable here.

However, sometimes things happen that cause panic among the populace.

On the street, many pedestrians crowded together.

They had pure white, light green, deep yellow skin… some had horns, some had fins, some had tentacles… but at this moment, without exception, they all looked up with expressions of horror, staring at the large screen hanging on the tall building by the roadside.

Children huddled close to their parents, covering their faces, daring not to look. The adults instinctively clenched their fists or held the hands of family members beside them, feeling both anger and fear.

On the giant screen, a team of bizarre-looking black fleets was massacring a small city. Even with mosaic censorship, the scene was still bloody and cruel.

Children the same age as those present were mercilessly killed and shattered by black-clad soldiers with guns.

People of different skin colors but from the same country as those present fled in wails, dying as they fled… every scream was like a hammer striking everyone’s heart.

Those soldiers belonged to another cosmic empire, the Kree Empire. Their actual controller was the supreme accuser, Ronan, who held immense power within the Kree Empire.

The Kree have historically been a warlike race. Thousands of years ago, they nearly annihilated the Skrulls, who were also among the cosmic empires, forcing their surviving kin to live in hiding on Earth under assumed identities.

The Kree also launched an genocidal attack on Earth in the last century. At that time, it was Captain Marvel, Carol, who intervened and intimidated the Kree into retreating.

The Nova Empire was also one of the Kree’s war targets. For thousands of years, they have been in constant conflict, attacking each other, with victories and defeats on both sides.

However, the prolonged warfare brought unbearable burdens and pain to both nations.

Not long ago, the head of the Nova Empire and the leader of the Kree Empire finally signed a truce agreement.

This was supposed to be a good thing, but the super-extremist among the already radical Kree—Ronan—disagreed.

He could not let go of the grievances his ancestors had with the Nova Empire—his father, his father’s father… all died at the hands of the Nova.

Thus, Accuser Ronan, whom even the Kree Empire’s leader was powerless to control, began his private vendetta against the Nova Empire.

His fleet repeatedly attacked Nova Empire colonies in various star systems, and the Nova Empire was helpless against Ronan’s fleet, which came and went like the wind.

Among the gathered crowd, two individuals were dressed remarkably differently from ordinary Nova people.

One wore a black cloak, and the other wore a black pointed hat and a black robe, both fully concealing their bodies.

The cloaked person looked slightly up, a few golden strands of hair peeking out from the edge of her hood. Her lake-blue eyes held a hint of pity and sadness.

“They’re so pitiful…”

These two were naturally Alice and Laimu, who had arrived on Xandar some days ago.

Laimu held Alice’s hand, sighing and nodding, deeply moved. “Indeed, in the universe, there is always more war and less peace. Even the most powerful cosmic empires cannot escape the erosion of war… Humanity must become stronger to protect itself in the universe.”

As Earthlings gradually gained the ability to traverse star systems, various countries and races in the universe would slowly take notice of this new member.

Most of them were not benevolent.

They would howl and pounce like a pack of wolves seeing new prey… unless humanity held a ‘gun,’ a ‘gun’ with sufficient deterrent power.

Just like Captain Marvel’s intimidation of the Kree, only tangible military power could guarantee a race’s or nation’s right to survival and complete sovereignty.

After a few brief war scenes played on the large screen, it switched to an indoor setting. A general in military uniform was speaking to the public… nothing more than appeasing hearts, or using it to incite and win over, typical political tactics.

Every country had these; there was nothing interesting to see.

Just as the crowd began to disperse, some commotion occurred in the square not far away.

A rabbit, a treeman, a human, and a green person were fighting in a chaotic mess, seemingly scrambling for something.

As they chased each other, they brazenly pulled out various weapons, passionately brawling amidst the crowd, creating utter chaos.

These people looked somewhat familiar, so Laimu led Alice over.

During the chase, the green person suddenly tackled the human to the ground, and they wrestled. A hollow metal orb was fought over in their hands, then was knocked flying with a smack.

It rolled and tumbled to Laimu’s feet.

He bent down to pick it up, smiling softly. “Look what I found.”

It was the Orb containing the Power Stone.