Marvel: Raising — Chapter 127 - Cooking Planet Cuisine for Galacta
Celestials, Skyfathers, for any god-level lifeform, the standard unit for measuring power has always been the planet.
Strength is measured by how many planets you can crush.
In other words, in Marvel, a planet itself qualifies as a god-level unit.
But just like people,
there are vegetables and there are functioning humans.
Same build, same configuration, but a planet that can't mobilize its own energy? How could it possibly resist a god-level lifeform's destruction?
Ego can.
This living planet was unique. Genuinely delightful.
He could control his own planetary body's climate, temperature, and energy, could even self-heal.
What did that make him in Marvel?
The perfect test subject.
Sure, he, Guan, didn't have a wall of certificates like Teacher Tony or Dr. Banner, all impressive and big-shot.
But honestly, tossing in some compounds, applying radiation... who couldn't do that?
Guan Fuyun grabbed Ego in one hand.
He didn't appear to have grown giant. In truth, he was already using an extension technique of Dharma Form: Heaven and Earth, World in Palm.
Right now, holding Ego was like fiddling with a marble.
Off to the side.
Crunch, crunch.
Galacta was wolfing down snacks, craning her neck to get a better look.
One look, and that presence, identical in origin to Galactus, scared Ego so badly his entire spherical face went green.
He thrashed wildly. Then Guan Fuyun force-fed him an entire canister of Pym Particles.
Hmm.
Honestly, Guan Fuyun had always believed Pym Particles were Marvel's most outrageous product.
Stuff like the Infinity Stones, the Infinity Gauntlet, the Darkhold, the Heart of the Universe,
Sure, they were overpowered. But at least their logic held. Either a scientific basis, or a mystical rationale. The settings were stable.
Pym Particles alone were self-contradictory.
Take the movie: Ant-Man, too broke to afford pizza, uses Pym Particles to enlarge a tiny slice.
Guan Fuyun had been floored at the time.
Bro, never mind pizza, even a solid-gold Buddha wouldn't cost more than a vial of Pym Particles, right?
And another thing.
The stated rule of Pym Particles: they only alter density to change an object's volume, not its mass.
So you take a tiny slice of pizza and turn it into a tiny slice of pizza that just looks bigger.
What the hell is the point?!
Peak genius. That's all you could say.
Assuming Ant-Man has a normal person's brain, then it's just the Marvel editorial board losing their minds. Again and again.
The actual effect of Pym Particles is to ignore conservation of energy and conservation of mass alike, a divine creation surpassing every technological achievement in existence.
And right now.
Pym Particles were demonstrating exactly that miracle.
In Guan Fuyun's palm, the living planet Ego swelled and expanded without end.
If you measured it against Ego's original size,
it was a transformation almost from Earth to the Sun.
Hmm.
Why did this feel like hormone-pumped chicken?
Missing two and a half years of free-range exercise, the texture was probably going to suffer.
At that thought.
Guan Fuyun smiled for no particular reason.
Galacta tugged at his pant leg, looking up at him. "Mr. Guan, what are you grinning about?"
Guan Fuyun smiled, patting Galacta on the head.
"Nothing." He said, "Just suddenly thought of a recipe."
"It's food!"
"It's food."
"Can I try some? Just one bite. I eat anything."
Galacta straight-up begged.
Then she watched as Guan Fuyun broke off a piece of Ego and fed it to her.
No price tag on Ego. Planet, melts in the mouth.
The sensation was no less than a wielder of the Six Treasury Immortal Thieves eating a person raw, extreme satiety crashing into intense euphoria.
And with it came a colossal influx of energy. Cosmic energy.
BZZZT!
In an instant, violet light flickered around Galacta like a secondary circulatory system orbiting outside her body.
The energy made her involuntarily grow giant. Violet Celestial alloy armor locked into place. Amid blazing radiance, Galacta appeared in a half-crouch, then rose.
The stance was pure next-gen LED Ultraman.
"If you want to be a gentle Celestial —"
"start by being gentle with yourself. Eat well, live well. That's where it begins."
Guan Fuyun stood atop one of Galacta's horns, arms spread wide, and called out: "Move out — Galacta Ultrawoman!"
"Chah!"
Unlike Ultraman, Galacta, curvaceous figure notwithstanding, actually does have a mouth.
She just quite enjoyed playing along with Guan Fuyun.
With a full Ultraman battle cry,
Galacta stepped forward. The sheer force threw Sakaar's orbital trajectory out of alignment, sank continental plates, churned storms across tens of thousands of miles. She threw a punch, air currents, cloud layers, all creation spiraling in its wake.
The power level of this punch was roughly on par with Azu's.
But this punch carried the realm of a Celestial.
Galacta's fist held overwhelming force, yet it was not a punch on the purely physical level.
It was the conceptual manifestation of the rule "striking with serious intent", unavoidable by nature.
Celestial combat is the grinding clash of rules. The mutual assault of established protocols.
And Galacta was no ordinary Celestial. She was a God of Destruction, and right now, she was full.
At this moment, she was infinitely close to this world's absolute limit, standing at nearly the highest tier in existence.
Single-universe peak. That was her combat power right now.
BOOM!
This punch, beyond compare to the Power Stone. You could say it transcended the very concept of power, or you could say she was the one who gave power a tangible, concrete standard.
One punch. The Collector's flashy energy defenses, future-sight, time-jumps, all useless.
The Collector's giant Celestial body was pierced clean through. Roaring violet light like wildfire ignited across his entire form, blasting him skyward off the ground in a backward arc, like a meteor launched to chase the auroras of the cosmos.
"No wonder he could become our neighbor. That level of strength — I acknowledge it."
Azu's eyes gleamed. His super-brain was calculating furiously, working to understand the Celestial realm.
"..."
Wanda said nothing. But she was clearly starting to compete.
"ROAR!"
Godzilla, thick-skinned, massive, built like a fortress, held the front line. It had been getting pummeled by the Elders of the Universe for a while now, and it was urging everyone to hurry up.
Stop gawking and move!
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