Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

They absorbed the energy, weakened the energy shield, and then used their serrated blades to saw Grandpa open.

That's the script, that's correct.

Grandpa, however, never followed the script.

"Ugh, when are you going to get rid of that dummy? I'm practically yawning from waiting..."

Grandpa's voice came from ten meters away. He had appeared there at some point and was yawning in a mock manner, his words filled with endless disdain.

"It's that trick again!" When C167 saw that the thing inside the energy shield he had cut in half was actually fake, two veins bulged on his forehead.

Over these three days, that bastard Grandpa used this trick to deceive me countless times.

Whether I've been tricked or not, he'll always use some underhanded tricks to keep me hanging on.

The dummy is just the first link in Grandpa's combat system.

The first branch is where you discover that the person in front of you is a dummy, and the other person is a real person. Go and kill the dummy.

The second branch is where you discover that the person in front of you is a dummy, mistaking the other one for a real person, and go to attack him, only to find out that the dummy is actually the real person.

You discover that the person in front of you is a dummy, and you mistake the other one for a real person. You try to attack him, but you are ambushed on the way. Both of them are dummy figures, and only the one who attacked you is a real person. This is the third branch.

All three are fake...

All four are fake...

Grandpa's fighting style was like a mille-feuille, going down layer by layer, as if you could never see the bottom layer.

There are solutions.

For those who prefer to win with small tricks, the best approach is to go all out, using area-of-effect damage and direct, saturation attacks – that's the most effective method.

If you don't want him to escape, it's best to have someone as a hostage.

Otherwise, if he finds himself unable to win, he will definitely escape from a situation where he is bound to lose, and then look for an opportunity to win again.

But the only one suitable to be a hostage here is Morty.

He couldn't threaten his grandfather by hurting Morty, because the latter knew he couldn't possibly hurt Morty.

"Is this fun for you? Going on like this forever?"

"It's alright. Actually, I don't quite remember why I locked you up in hell. I only remember that when I made the plan, I thought you would be very useful, which is why I let you live until now."

What do you mean?

"For years, I've kept my intelligence locked and my memories sealed, all to prevent anyone from seeing those things through a memory extractor or by entering my dreams. Now that those two intelligence locks have been unlocked, I think I understand why I did what I did back then..."

Chapter 206 Morty Decides to Intervene

He sealed his memories, lowered his IQ, made himself appear harmless, blended into the crowd, and became an ordinary Rick.

Although Grandpa didn't accomplish this very successfully.

However, a plan that has been in the works for many years is still enough to attract everyone's attention.

"What are you talking about? A plan? A heinous plan that I must die, be tortured in hell for over a decade, and never see Beth again?!"

C167, enraged, wanted to fight his grandfather again, but reason told him that at this moment, it was best to listen to the other party finish speaking.

"Don't play the innocent fool, you're just a member of the Shadow Group. I've interrogated you for over a decade, and you haven't revealed a single secret. Stop pretending to be innocent."

Grandpa gave C167 a sharp reminder: "Don't forget who you are. How dare you criticize me?"

Your people destroyed my universe and killed my wife and daughter first.

Just because you're Rick who loves your family, does that mean I can't ruin your wonderful life just because you're a member of the Shadow Corporation?

Double standards, but this is too much!

Looking at the two Ricks, each with their own faults and reasons for sympathy, Morty slowly stood up, straightened his back, took a deep breath, and pointed at them.

"Alright, you two old geezers who're practically halfway to the grave, the faction he belonged to destroyed your universe, killed your wife, and then he killed you, leaving you to be tortured in hell for over a decade."

In a sense, you two are already halfway even.

"Since neither of you can determine a winner for the time being..."

"Let's put aside our argument and get down to business."

"If all else fails, why don't you two just build a time machine, go back in time, and rewrite history?"

Upon hearing Morty's suggestion that they rewrite history, the two mortal enemies, in perfect unison, rolled their eyes at the former.

Rewriting history?

If history were so easy to rewrite, would it be your place to tell the story?

Time is the thing most prone to paradox.

If handled carelessly, it could trigger an unprecedented disaster and directly lead to the intervention of four-dimensional beings.

Those ugly things that look like braised lion's head meatballs deal with the time paradox by either acting recklessly, acting recklessly, or acting recklessly!

These guys are not to be trifled with. Apart from C137, Ricks like them would never want to mess with these kinds of monsters.

Also, do you know how to modify history?

Is it telling your past self from decades ago that someone is about to jump out and ruin your life?

Or should I simply travel back in time to my past self from several decades ago?

Forget it! You can't even understand the butterfly effect, so just stay a good leg support for your boss!

Seeing that the two of them didn't care about his thoughts at all.

Morty was a little unhappy.

I'm just offering a suggestion. Whether you two take it or not, and if you show a better attitude, will it kill you?

In the Rick community, does expressing gratitude violate any Rick community self-covenant?

Seeing that Rick and Rick had already lost everything, yet still insisted on continuing their fight, determined to kill someone today.

Morty has decided to intervene!

Morty, who had closed his eyes, opened them again. His pupils were glowing red, and his body began to undergo a slight transformation, with a stream of energy emanating from him.

"Certainly!"

As the airflow swirled within the protective shield of the entire Mirror City, forming gusts of wind that moved in different directions, Morty uttered a single word, forcibly freezing everyone present in place.

Even Stein and Lucifer, who didn't use technology but instead relied on magic, were forcibly frozen in place by this powerful force.

"Ha! Morty, little Morty, are you trying to get involved in this?"

"You've frozen us both in place, do you think you have a way to resolve this hatred?"

The two old men, who knew how to break free, did not retaliate against their beloved grandson, but instead showed expressions of expectation mixed with disdain.

"I'm still processing the effects of the negative personality traits," Morty explained, then added, "If I can subdue both of you and make you both quiet for a while, it'll be worth it."

"I don't know why you're suddenly so confident, but it's not a bad idea to use you as a warm-up before killing that scoundrel. Let me see just how strong you really are now!"

Grandpa spoke first, then pulled a handful of small black alloy beads from his shirt pocket and threw them forward forcefully.

The small, round beads, scattered like water, were about to hit the ground less than five seconds after leaving Grandpa's hand, a distance of nearly one hundred meters.

boom! ! !

The red-glowing shockwaves and flames, when blocked by Morty's air wall, actually changed their physical properties, forming a continuous, spreading ice barrier.

Morty, who seemed to see an ice giant reaching out to grab him and crush him, was not in a hurry at all, because the explosion that had just happened in his head had opened up a whole new world for him.

I have always been a half-Old One, and the missing part may have always been something that some force is trying to fill.

But all of this is too slow.

That bomb, instead, was like a blade breaking through some kind of constraint, or like a new life after destruction, after destroying the force that was trying to fill the void.

He then directly broke free of the restrictions imposed on his own brain by the Old Ones, stitching the two forces together!

From that moment on, Morty had already...

"Ha, you saw me unconscious for three days, but you have no idea what I went through..."

"Tzeentch! Kill!"

Staring at the iceberg that was spreading before him, Morty's mind did not split in two. Instead, like a gambler at a poker table, he threw a card from his hand.

next second.

A pink-haired girl appeared out of thin air five meters in front of Morty. Her seemingly slender figure and thin, fair fist suddenly slammed forward with a punch.

The rapidly growing iceberg abruptly stopped, accompanied by widening cracks, and collapsed with a deafening roar.

"Holy crap... what the hell is this thing...?"

"he..."

As background figures, Stein, Lucifer, Satan, and Kelvin, especially Kelvin, as an Old One, saw the Cthulhu power surging from Morty, but also a strange power after its mutation.

That is, the spiritual world in one's mind is the source of power.

As long as one's mind doesn't go blank or become overworked, even with one's hands and feet bound, one can still continue fighting... a terrifying combat system!

This combat system is even more troublesome than Grandpa's fighting style!

Because it is determined by intention!

Humans need to constantly train their brains and bodies in order to make the brain generate instructions and the body react at lightning speed.

Even the fastest person has a starting time.

But you don't need to use your mind!

All it needs to do is generate ideas!

However, a person's will or mental strength is limited.

But the Great Old Ones are beings that are originally soul-based beings. A Great Old One at his peak, like himself, is an example.

Even when it is sealed and dormant at the bottom of the sea, the energy it emits during its slumber can still cause trouble on land!

However, spiritual power can be generated indefinitely!