Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

It's been so long...

After returning from shopping, Morty, who had been sightseeing with Tzeentch for half an hour, threw down the hamburger he had almost finished eating.

Then he took out his cigarette case and lit a cigarette.

Look towards the hole to the left front.

A burst of light shone from the pit seventy meters underground, accompanied by a concerto of five people roaring in unison.

They've been yelling for almost forty or fifty minutes now.

You guys signed an advertising contract for Jin Sangzi throat lozenges, right? Can't you do something serious besides howling like ghosts?

For example, ending the battle quickly!

"Motty, how much longer do you think they'll keep fighting?"

Another person so bored that she drained her phone battery finally put it down and started worrying about when she would go home.

"Who knows... I guess that's why Avengers battles are always so quick, because if it really goes on, it takes an unusually long time..."

Morty sighed, looking somewhat helpless.

He did want to go down and help speed things up, but he really felt that if he joined in, the telekinetic longsword might make a mistake and release the enemies from the second basement level.

That's...

"Hulk!!!"

boom! ! !

After a roar from Hulk himself, Morty heard a sound below, like something extremely sturdy being shattered...

After a few seconds of silence...

Three of the unwavering five scrambled out of the crater, clinging to Tony's armor.

The four people, looking rather disheveled, landed at the same time.

The massive Hulk was blasted up from the ground in a spread-eagle position!

He had already been knocked away from a distance of more than 70 meters underground, but he still managed to surpass Morty's height, flying directly to a height of about 300 meters above the ground before starting to fall.

Morty, who was below, looked up and could even see Hulk's swollen chest and mouth spitting out blood.

"Jesus, that black-armored warrior is too ferocious! That's Hulk! He managed to send him flying. What kind of monster did Grandpa create..."

After falling about fifty meters, Hulk, having fully recovered from the shock of being knocked away, became completely enraged!

Roar! ! !

His eyes were so congested with blood that they turned completely red!

Rampage! Hulk!

After adjusting his descent posture in mid-air, Hulk tried his best to control his center of gravity, preparing to return in a more powerful manner to fight that formidable enemy.

Watching Hulk fall back into the cave once more.

Morty also began to lower the height of the invisible wall.

Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!

Ow! ! !

Amidst the sounds of impacts coming from beneath the ground, as soon as Morty landed, he instructed Sammy and the pilot to quickly go to the aircraft and evacuate all other personnel unsuitable for the current battle.

Because the battle that follows will be incredibly brutal!

After watching Sang Mei and the others board the plane, he took out his three-meter-long sword again and summoned the Four Evil Gods once more.

Before Morty could jump down, he saw Hulk and the black-armored warrior fighting their way up from the seventy-meter-deep pit.

Watching the black-armored warrior use the stiffest movements to make the best parries and dodges.

His opponent, the Hulk, possessed the largest physique in the entire Avengers, yet displayed the fastest speed.

While exclaiming how awesome it was, Morty was also preparing to take action.

The moment the two reached the ground.

Khorne, the tool-like warrior, was the first to make a move. He took two running steps, leaped high into the air, and with the help of his wings, accelerated to the maximum speed. He then swung his two large axes fiercely at the black-armored warrior.

hum! !

The tough black armor was not shattered; instead, the recoil shook Khorne's axe off its body.

"Holy crap, this thing..."

Stunned by the black armor, Morty, who was just about to cooperate, immediately channeled even greater intent into his longsword, making it even sharper than before.

Then he and Slaanesh charged forward, one on the left and one on the right.

Just as the black-armored warrior landed.

Morty's longsword slashed diagonally across the armor from left to right, leaving a faint white mark as it made a piercing metallic cut.

Slaanesh's high heels, this mature woman whose attributes and skills are all focused on cutting, truly deserves to be the queen of armor penetration.

Her high heels, inseparable from her body, cut through C167's energy shield with an almost effortless and magnificent grace, like a ballet master drawing a stunning semicircle.

Whoosh!

Like cutting butter with a knife.

The black-armored warrior's right shoulder armor had been ripped open with a large gash!

Seeing that he had punched the armored warrior for several minutes without being able to hurt him in the slightest, he was surprised to see that the bean sprout in his eyes had managed to cut a gash in the armor with a high heel.

Hulk was a little confused again.

Today was really strange.

He was once invincible in New York, able to slap anyone he didn't like with a flurry of punches, his body turning green with a mere flick of his skin, enough to terrify an entire street of children. Then, he was defeated by some unknown guy in black armor...

One punch sent him flying hundreds of meters!!!

What's even more frustrating is that this damn thing can't even break through the opponent's defense with its punches.

That's fine then.

Since the opponent is strong, we'll accept it.

The problem is, could you please pretend to be struggling a little, lady who is wearing high heels and has an elegant and beautiful attack posture?

The way you look so relaxed makes me seem like a loser...

boom! ! !

The black-armored warrior, whose armor had been slashed open, punched the Hulk away and then swung his long blade at lightning speed at Slaanesh!

Hulk: "Why are you hitting me again? I didn't hurt you..."

Slaanesh, unable to dodge in time, was sliced ​​in two by the long blade.

However, as a being of consciousness, she will not die from physical damage; it's just a matter of recovery time.

Having cleaved Slaanesh in two with a single blow, the black-armored warrior hadn't forgotten Morty; he raised his longsword high...

Biu~

Chapter 236: Are there still more than five hundred?

Nurgle, the oldest of the four evil gods, is often perceived by many as having a weak presence, including Morty.

But after getting to know him better, Morty realized that he was the strongest of his four subconscious minds in terms of overall strength.

Perhaps he wasn't as clever as Tzeentch, nor as skilled in combat as Khorne, or as outspoken as Slaanesh.

But he's a master at ranged attacks!

Who would have thought that Nurgle, the fattest of the four evil gods, would become a Flying Spear warrior after Morty's impression of him was constantly changed?

Tank-type ranged single-target damage dealer!

A spear formed from filth.

Every time a shot is fired, it is a loving father's profound teaching to the living.

What you perceive as filth was, before the cycle of reincarnation, something everyone wanted to eat. And this filth, buried deep in the soil, will become something you eat in another form.

Endless life.

Never-ending!

Take this spear!

A muddy yellow spear, imbued with the aura of endless life, was embedded in the back of the black-armored warrior, and a stream of liquid covered his armor.

Then, a strong chemical reaction caused the armor, made by Grandpa, to undergo a violent chemical reaction.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle...

Tiny bubbles kept expanding and exploding on the armor.

until...

Whoosh!

He turned and threw the longsword at Nurgle's black-armored warrior, briefly abandoning his attack on Morty, before the longsword sliced ​​through Nurgle.

His long blade paused in mid-air before returning to his hand.

When it turned its attention back to Morty, it found that the other had disappeared from its sight at some point.

As it searched left and right, it didn't notice that a pair of hands were reaching up from the mud beneath its feet towards its toes.

By the time it realized something was wrong with the ground...

Having reverted to his spirit form, Morty had dragged his entire body down to his ankles into the sticky mud.

As he tried to leave, the Hulk immediately grabbed his head, and Khorne firmly held down his right hand. Finally, Nurgle arrived and held down his left hand.

A group of people forcibly pulled its lower body into the mud.

With an extremely elegant demeanor, Slaanesh walked over, chuckling as she used her heel to slice open the black-armored warrior's throat, then his neck, and finally his entire head, which was completely severed off.