I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 215 The Mystery of Devouring Star

"I am Zeus, king of the Olympians!"

"Who exactly are you?"

Feeling such immense pressure, Zeus felt a tightness in his chest.

Space stopped warping.

Galactus the Devourer fully manifested in the void, his presence dimming the surrounding starlight, as if the entire star field was bowing down to him.

"Zeus".

"The King of the Olympians".

"It really was you—"

Garan's voice rang out.

Zeus's pupils contracted sharply. Did this monster know his name?

Do you know me?

"How could you—"

He gripped the lightning bolt tightly, and golden lightning crackled all around him.

"The issue isn't how I know you."

"The problem is, why don't you recognize me?"

Garan interrupted him, tilting his massive helmet slightly, his nebula-like eyes fixed on Zeus.

Zeus was stunned.

Galan continued, a hint of confusion appearing in his voice for the first time: "I am Galan, the planet devourer, the maintainer of the universe's balance."

"I have dealt with your pantheon—in another universe, in another timeline, in another place where the Greek gods exist."

He raised his arm, covered in deep purple armor, and pointed to the floating planetary debris around him: "I fulfill my duty, devouring those civilizations that might trigger an entropy crisis."

"But each time, I can feel the remnants of your divine power—you are sowing faith and nurturing believers. So I came to see why the Olympus of this universe has changed its strategy."

"You said you've seen another version of me?"

Zeus's mind was racing; the existence of parallel universes was no secret.

"I've seen more than just that."

"The Pantheon of the Divine Kingdom is entrusted by the Celestial Group to manage the cosmic civilization."

"I have reached an agreement with the Celestials that I will not proactively attack life-bearing planets marked by the divine kingdom."

"But in this universe, you have violated the creed of the Celestials."

"Some life-bearing planets that clearly do not meet the criteria for selection by the divine kingdom still have deities spreading their faith—"

Galan said.

He paused, his eyes gleaming: "That was three thousand standard cosmic years ago."

"Now, you stand here, looking at me with completely unfamiliar eyes."

"Either you lose your memory, or—"

"Your divine power fluctuations, your divine structure, everything about you tells me that you are Zeus, the real Zeus. But you do not recognize me."

"That doesn't make sense. Unless—"

Galan's voice lowered.

"Unless what?"

Zeus asked warily.

"Unless there's something wrong with the universe itself."

"Unless something, or some power, has veiled my existence. Unless this starry sky has been abnormal from the very beginning."

Galan said.

Zeus's mind was racing.

"We, the Olympian gods, have only recently arrived in this universe. We come from—"

"From a disaster."

"I can tell."

"Your divine power is great, but there are deep cracks, wounds left from some kind of mass annihilation event. You are not migrating, you are fleeing."

Galan took over his words.

Zeus remained silent. This monster had seen through everything.

"tell me."

"What are you running away from? What is it that makes the King of the Olympians need to lead his entire pantheon away from his own universe?"

Galan said that the voice carried a command.

Zeus gripped the lightning bolt tightly: "This is none of your business."

"No."

"This concerns me greatly. Because if something can force a pantheon like yours to flee, it could also affect the balance of this universe."

"And maintaining balance is my duty."

Galan said.

He suddenly raised his right hand.

It was just a simple movement, but the space around Zeus instantly froze.

The vacuum within a ten-kilometer radius around him turned into a transparent crystal, completely sealing him inside.

Zeus attempted to unleash his thunderbolts, but the flow of divine power was frozen, like a fish trapped in ice.

"Now."

"Let's talk about the truth."

Galan said, his fingers slightly clenching.

Invisible pressure is pressing in from all directions.

Zeus felt his divine body groaning, and cracks began to appear in his golden armor.

"What are you experiencing, Zeus?"

Tell me, and I'll consider letting you go.

Garan asked.

Zeus gritted his teeth, and divine blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He knew how big the gap was.

Galan wasn't even serious; he simply stretched, which was enough to crush himself.

Ragnarok—

Zeus finally managed to squeeze out those words through gritted teeth.

Garan paused for a moment: "Ragnarok? That's the prophecy of the end of the Norse pantheon. What does it have to do with you?"

"That was the twilight of the gods, the end of the universe—"

"It came, and it devoured everything."

Zeus was panting.

The pressure eased slightly. Garan's helmet was now fully aligned with his: "Explain in detail."

Zeus knelt in the frozen space, drops of golden divine blood floating in the vacuum.

He knew he had no other choice.

"Its name is Mangogo."

The name made his divine nature tremble.

"A conceptual entity, a monster formed from the resentment of all lives lost because of the gods. It crawls back from the end of time to take revenge on all the gods."

Garan listened quietly.

"We fought."

"Used every means possible—"

Zeus's voice became low.

He raised his head, his eyes flashing with golden fury: "Then we discovered the truth—Mangogor was just a tool."

"Behind it lies something even more ancient, the ancient gods lurking in the shadows, beings born at the very beginning of the universe. They saw the new gods as food, reaping everything from them—"

Galan's Nebula Eye flickered: "Shadow Ancient God—I've heard of similar beings. In some forgotten corner of the universe, there exist consciousnesses older than time itself."

"But as far as I know, they are usually dormant."

"They've woken up."

A long silence.

Galan seemed to be processing this information.

"Mangog — Shadow God — Time Collapse —"

"These phenomena shouldn't occur in a healthy universe. Unless—"

He repeated it in a low voice.

Garan loosened his grip.

The frozen space instantly returned to normal, and Zeus fell into the void, gasping for breath.

The pressure disappeared, but the feeling of being completely seen through remained etched into his very being.

"There is no record of me in this universe."

"You have escaped from another universe, bringing with you information about Mangog and the Shadow God."

"And that shadow may not just be chasing you—it may be polluting the very structure of the universe."

Galan said calmly.

He turned and looked into deep space: "I need to investigate. If the Shadow Ancients are indeed active, if they can conceal my existence, then this universe may already be—sick."

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Zeus struggled to his feet: "What are you planning to do?"

He gave Zeus one last look: "Stay here. Tell your people not to sow the seeds of faith or gather energy on a large scale for the time being."

"That might attract things it shouldn't."

His figure began to slowly fade away, disappearing back into the folds of space.

"We can cooperate. Olympus has fought them before; we have experience—"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Zeus's eyes.

"Your experience is built on failure."

"You lost, so you ran away. I don't need the experience of losers."

Garan interrupted him.

The words were merciless, but they were simply stating the facts.

Zeus clenched his fist, but said nothing.

He knew he had no bargaining chips left.

The enormous figure vanished completely.

Zeus hovered alone among the ruins, his body wounded, his divine status broken, yet his heart heavier than ever before.

He had thought he had escaped to a safe universe, but now it seemed they might have just jumped from one hell into an even more bizarre one.

What's most terrifying is that this time they don't even know what they're facing.

"Galactic devourer?"

"Does it consider itself balanced?"

"Although you are powerful, you are no match for that monster."

The thought of Mangog cast a shadow over Zeus's eyes.

That indescribable power and the strength to attack God.

It far surpassed the feeling he had just experienced from the planet devourer.

He originally thought that the Planet Eater was also a god, and that there might be a chance to cooperate.

But now it seems that the other party was far too arrogant.

These new gods were not even within the other side's sight.

They don't even qualify for cooperation.

Zeus used his divine power to deliver the message to Athena.

Although Ye Feng killed Hades and Poseidon, judging from the current situation, they are still powerful allies.

On the other side, Earth—

Athena frowned upon receiving Zeus's message.

"Galactic Devourer—Why do I have no memory of it?"

He looked at Zeus's message.

If such powerful deities truly exist in the universe, they should know about them.

"Let's see what His Majesty has to say."

At this time, Ye Feng had not yet emerged from the dimension below Kunlun.

"What happened?"

Wu Fengji noticed Athena's distraction.

After all, there are only the two of them at the top of Kunlun now.

"Zeus has sent a message."

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"Deep in the universe, we were defeated—a crushing defeat."

"Easily defeated by a god called Galactus."

"According to the other party, his status is likely equal to, or even higher than, that of the Creator."

"But we had absolutely no idea this person existed."

"This shouldn't be the case."

Athena's voice held a deep sense of doubt.

"Oh?"

Wu Fengji was also somewhat surprised.

"You mean... Galactus?"

"I have heard of him before."

"I once heard the Venerable Master Gu Yi mention it."

"You don't even recognize the god who controls destruction?"

Wu Fengji was somewhat surprised.

"You know him?"

Athena was taken aback.

"I know some, but not too much."

"Judging from the Ancient One's tone, this being is of a very high status."

"Perhaps Your Majesty knows something, but let's wait until Your Majesty comes out before we talk about it."

Wu Fengji responded.

He knew very little about planet devourers.

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