Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

He can be called the uncrowned king of profanity.

"You P4 shit, go back to your family tree and your ancestor Lucy's bipedal apes. When you cut off your tails and stood up, your brain capacity doubled, but your brain content shrank to the caffeine content of a five-dollar iced coffee?"

"If you want to play with the mud of a weak civilization, go to another world and play with your little fireworks that can't even blow up a planet. Don't come to our territory!"

Do you know why the Great Old Ones cannot travel to other worlds?

"Once they venture into another universe, they will leave their mark. Once they have this extremely difficult-to-erasure mark, they can enter that world!"

Although Urtar's insults were very harsh.

But ears that have been exposed to Grandpa's profanity have long since evolved an automatic anti-profanity function.

So let's exclude Urtar's profanity.

Morty also realized why this angry Old God showed no trace of his billions of years of cultivation in front of him.

These Kreece monsters originally had no idea that there were other universes outside of this one.

This secret is something the Old Gods, who have the power to seal away the monsters of the Kelvin type, are unwilling to reveal to these creatures that look...

Share with guys who are so handsome they make your brains go cold even on a sweltering day.

Cthulhu visited another universe last time!

The four members of the family unintentionally left their mark in that universe.

Under normal circumstances, they would only need to spend a few million more years to reach another universe...

Wait, millions of years?

I'm already dead!

What does this have to do with me!

If you're so capable, why don't you take me with you to immortality?

Otherwise, shut up!

Seeing Morty's expression gradually change from tense to indifferent, Urtar, an old god who had seen too much of human nature, immediately understood why Morty didn't care at all.

We only live for a few decades. You're talking to me about things millions of years from now. Do you think I'd care?

Especially for a race like ours with short lifespans, if you give me the torment of eternal life, all I can say is, can you double it?

I really don't want to live only a few decades...

However, Urtar didn't come to vent his anger. After venting his frustration, he said he came for Morty's grandfather.

As a watchdog of the Earth.

He had naturally seen his grandfather, AI Kree, and the Great Old Ones' dealings, but generally speaking...

Unless the impact is too great, the old gods generally don't want to get involved.

Until the Cthulhu family of four ran away to another universe right in front of him.

It nearly gave him a heart attack on the spot.

Well, if he had a heart.

In short, since this matter was caused by Grandpa, Grandpa must take responsibility!

"Then you'll have to find a way to get him here..."

Morty could only hold the Old Gods in the highest esteem.

If you have a way to deal with Grandpa, then all I can say is...

Teach me!

I also want to know how to win over Grandpa!

"You seem very important to him. Did he just dump you here and then abandon you?"

Morty: "He never cared about anything..."

"Then I'll just have to... take a look myself!"

As soon as Urtar finished speaking, his body flew towards Morty.

The Silent Sword, this golden longsword, was instinctively raised by Morty, and then...

Urtar was sliced ​​in two at the neck by the sword.

In a mere second, the body traversed countless light-years, from being full of life to vanishing into nothingness after death.

Morty saw it all clearly.

I was deeply shocked.

"Holy crap... this Elder God is so weak... it must be because this sword is too overpowered!"

Before Morty could even realize that the Silent Sword's combat power was truly off the charts...

A loud bang came from the sky outside.

It was as if some invisible entity, enveloping the entire planet, was dying...

He ran quickly outside the door.

The original blue sky and white clouds, like an ice ball melting at the speed of light, slowly faded in color.

The dark starry sky, the twinkling stars, and those emotionless eyes.

The once peaceful town of Arkham was thrown into chaos.

Countless people ran out of their homes and headed towards the church, begging their gods for protection.

The priest, who witnessed the whole process, was pale as a ghost. Amid the pleas of the crowd, he was pushed onto the pulpit to say things that even he himself could not believe.

AI Kerry, who was busy on the spaceship, heard the commotion outside and poked his head out of the cabin to look at the sky.

He cursed under his breath, then immediately turned back and worked tirelessly to make the potion.

Because there is only one god who protects and watches over this planet!

Although there have never been any stone carvings or books recording what would happen to Urtar after his death, the disappearance of the sky before our eyes has turned the Milky Way into a backdrop above people's heads.

Could it be that it has absolutely nothing to do with Urtar?

Standing in front of the church, Morty gradually came to his senses and looked at the place where Urtar had died, completely unable to accept it.

The fact that an old god died by his own hand.

This doesn't make sense!

Why?!

You are an ancient god!

You're capable of fighting monsters that are strong against them, and you held your own against them, so why were you killed by my sword in one strike?

This combat experience isn't even as satisfying as a level 0 newbie fighting a little rabbit!

One sword strike and I'm dead, it's so bad it's making me question my own existence...

But knowing he had committed a grave offense, Morty dared not linger at the church entrance any longer and ran towards the spaceship.

All I can do now is make the potion and send it to Old K.

Then he took the three pieces of divine equipment and ran home.

Other things...

Let's follow Grandpa's tradition!

They kill but don't bury.

Morty took off running and quickly arrived outside the spaceship.

Inside the spaceship, AI Kree had gone into a state of madness, his hands waving around, leaving afterimages.

Judging from the current situation, he is at least an elderly person who is a champion in the flower-hand style.

Even under such circumstances, he could still spare a glance at Morty as he entered, and casually make a sarcastic remark about him.

"In this world, from birth until now, all these years have passed, and despite creating countless weapons, Kree has never killed a single god."

"You've been here for less than a day in total, and you've already witnessed the death of an Old One and personally killed an Old God. Are all Rick and Morty from the outside world this ruthless?"

Seeing this guy still having the mood to make fun of himself.

Morty roared, "Get to work! Let's get the potion ready and run!!!"

Chapter 028 I'll Go Talk to Him

Morty urged AI Kerry to work as fast as he could.

The strange phenomena caused by Urtar's death have been seen by countless people across the planet.

Even other people in the Cthulhu universe could see it clearly.

The shockwaves from Ultar's death are rapidly spreading throughout the universe with unprecedented force.

Because the death of a deity often signifies a shift in the entire world order and the ceiling of power.

"I've only been here a few days in total..."

"They just killed an ancient god..."

"This doesn't seem like the style of someone who's behind things. Where did they find this Morty?"

"Should I also start thinking about running away?"

Standing in front of his wooden house, Kerry looked up at the sky with the Milky Way as a backdrop, knowing that arguing with his grandfather wouldn't get him anywhere.

They've already started thinking about running away.

Although Morty killed the man, he was the one who created the weapon.

Morty can just pat his butt and leave; once he's in another universe, he's nowhere to be found.

Of course, we should also carry forward Rick's spirit.

They kill but don't bury!