Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Judging from the momentum of this C167, it seems they've been holding back for over a decade, and once the fight begins, they won't hold back at all.

In terms of combat, soul forms are indeed vulnerable to certain weapons, but I don't currently have any weapons that target soul forms. Pure physical attacks are almost negligible in damage, and are less painful than a mosquito bite.

On the other hand, the absence of the "bad side" directly resulted in them having almost no advantage in psychological warfare, and even more directly resulted in them not wanting to use any underhanded tactics that could create a chance to turn the tide.

Secondly, the weapons... well, pure physical attacks, what a joke!

If you had to pinpoint a possible way to win, the only thing that might be the "bad state remover" behind you would be the one.

So...

Force it to start!

Grandpa turned around and ran back without hesitation.

C167 drew his energy gun and unleashed an American-style Iaijutsu. In an instant, a blooming orchid appeared at the muzzle of the gun, and a pale blue energy bullet, trailing a long flame, hurtled toward Grandpa's back.

boom!

The energy shield blocked the energy blast.

C167's first move was merely to test his grandfather's fighting ability. Upon discovering that his grandfather had no intention of retaliating, he immediately crouched down and activated the accelerator on his shoes.

He immediately chased after his grandfather.

The battle suddenly began, and it seemed to have turned into a chase. Morty didn't stand still. He ran into the building where his grandfather had run into.

When he arrived here.

Grandpa, feeling utterly confident, pressed his hand on a red button.

C167 looked very serious.

"Did you think this would be like in the movies, where I fight you for five minutes, and then, when I can't take it anymore, I'll press this button that I should have pressed a long time ago?"

"How ridiculous!!!"

Grandpa pressed the button, and the four-meter-tall, column-shaped machine behind him, connected to the entire Mirror City at its base, began to hum.

Before C167 could destroy it, this extremely fast-starting machine had already completed its operating time.

A layer of deep blue, circular energy shot out from the cylindrical column, swiftly penetrating the bodies of Morty, Stein, and Lucifer.

Only C167 blocked it with a more special energy shield.

"Sound protection? How did you know you needed to do that?"

"Because I'm a spirit, of course I need to emit sound waves, otherwise what am I supposed to defend against? Alright! Die!!!"

Not wanting to chatter with Grandpa any longer, C167, boosted by his speed-enhancing shoes, approached Grandpa at a speed of twenty meters per second.

The negative aspects of C167's personality could not be eliminated.

Grandpa had no choice but to accept the challenge.

Faced with the fierce attacks of C167, who was like a wild beast, Grandpa, who always relied on wits in battle, seemed to be struggling to keep up.

The energy gun in the opponent's hand was specially weighted, so it could be used for long-range shooting, and also as a brass knuckles and dagger at close range.

What's even more infuriating is that it has a special device that absorbs energy to replenish its own.

With his right hand wielding a gun and his left hand drawing a short knife, C167 relied on his extremely agile movements and the fact that he was almost immune to physical damage as a spirit.

They beat Grandpa so badly he couldn't lift his head in the first instance.

With an energy shield and a regular energy pistol in his hand, Grandpa, who didn't have a killer weapon like the antimatter annihilation cannon, kept parrying and blocking, but to no avail.

They couldn't even find a way to launch a counterattack.

The opponent's speed boots allowed him to immediately shift to another angle after each attack to attack Grandpa.

Given that it's only a matter of time before this energy shield is broken.

Grandpa's gaze fell on the defect removal machine.

He knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to release his other half and the two of them merge back together in order to win.

But his deep-seated aversion to evil made him unwilling to do it at all.

But as he watched the energy shield gradually thin, Grandpa knew that if he didn't do it, he would have to die!

It's either death or living to see the world.

Grandpa steeled himself, slipped his right hand into his shirt, tapped a few options on the built-in touchscreen, and increased the energy shield output to the maximum.

A shockwave erupted from the energy shield.

While C167 was stunned, Grandpa rushed to the machine, put on his helmet, and pressed the reverse start button.

A bolt of lightning flashed between Grandpa's head and his helmet.

The next second, Grandpa opened his eyes and grinned at C167, saying, "It feels so good to be back. C167, do you want to actually have a match?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" C167 threw down a sentence and charged at Grandpa.

Chapter 205 Grandpa's Fighting Style

"Talkative? Don't you know that rhetoric is also a branch of combat?"

"Since I clearly can't beat you, why wouldn't I choose to use this move to buy myself a sliver of a chance?"

"By the way, do you want to know where I sent Beth C167?"

"You don't think Ruicheng TV would care about these details, do you?"

"I knew you'd come back someday, so I prepared many backup plans for you. It's just a pity that the overly kind guy just now refused to use them..."

"Well then... welcome to my home turf!!!"

Grandpa, who had reunited his personalities at lightning speed, sat in his chair without moving. He then used the location of C167 Beth to slow down C167's attack and immediately activated the defensive facilities of Mirror City.

As soon as C167 landed, he felt his feet sink into the ground, and a strong suction force pulled him directly into the earth.

Grandpa, who had just gotten up, then looked at Morty.

"Don't say anything, just come with me."

With his grandfather gripping him tightly, Morty had no chance to resist and was already slumped into a chair.

As the machine starts up.

The negative Morty in the mysterious space sensed that he was about to return. He grabbed Tzeentch's hand, and the two of them returned to Morty's mind together.

Two personalities merged together, Tzeentch returned, and most importantly, they brought with them that newly made bomb, which they were hesitant to detonate!

When the two memories merged, Morty panicked.

Although I know that some of the juice from the Miracle Fruit is still in my stomach, I'm really looking forward to using it again to completely remove the debuffs from my body. It's really exciting.

But what are you doing, locked up in that mysterious space, messing around with bombs?

I mistook my bad side for my good side, and I only wanted to be a good person instead of integrating myself into his life.

How could anyone be so ripped off!

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Grandpa, who had also recalled his negative memories, changed his expression and tried to activate the button to throw the negative Morty and the bomb back.

But the bomb exploded...

boom!!!

With his eyes rolled back, Morty lost all color and felt as if he had fallen into a dark space.

No matter how hard he tried to open his eyes, he couldn't find a single glimmer of light.

Even more tragically, he felt himself falling desperately, and this feeling of endless, ceaseless falling terrified him.

Fortunately, the appearance of a divine dragon in the darkness gave him a glimmer of hope to escape.

The golden crispy noodle dragon that he had personally sculpted, with its somewhat grotesque appearance, now seemed to him like a lifeline.

It stretched out its hand and reached out to grab the dragon that was radiating golden light.

A golden light, powerful enough to dispel the endless darkness, immediately emanated between the two.

In an instant, the world before Morty's eyes regained its color. The dragon disappeared, replaced by Grandpa's anxious face, and C167... What happened to him?

"How long have I been unconscious?"

After asking this question, Morty then noticed that the entire building seemed to have been destroyed long ago, with traces of the explosion visible everywhere in the distance.

It was obvious that he hadn't just fainted for a few seconds; the two of them had probably fought countless battles and found it difficult to determine a winner. Since he remained unconscious, they suggested that they call it a day.

"Three days..."

"Three days!"

Hearing the two men in front of him say the same thing in different tones, Morty thought they would call a truce because of him.

C167 suddenly made a move, drawing a short knife from his waist and stabbing it viciously into Grandpa's back.

"Boring...you think you can defeat me with my own moves?"

After the energy shield successfully blocked the short knife, Grandpa calmly turned around and, with his ever-sharp tongue, mercilessly mocked the other party for trying to steal his skills.

"I'm just trying to get your attention."

"Ok?"

When Grandpa suddenly turned his head back, he saw a spring with a steel plate in front of him.

Two seconds.

The spring struck the energy shield directly, sending Grandpa flying from the spot.

When he was in mid-air.

A serrated mechanical blade slashed towards the energy crouch.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The powerful kinetic energy drives the sharp saw teeth to rotate continuously. Each cut of the saw teeth produces a teeth-grinding cracking sound, just like using a cutting machine to cut a solid diamond.

However, the energy absorption device on the blade is the core source of firepower.