Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"Then... how do we notify the Old Gods?"

"No problem, because I killed one before... I'm a familiar face to them..."

When everyone heard that Morty had previously killed an Old God, everyone present wore a "you're not lying to me" expression.

Seeing that these people didn't believe it, they thought I was just bragging.

Morty was too lazy to explain.

After all, he hadn't gotten any spoils from the other party back then.

Believe it or not!

Chapter 465 Slapped to Death

"Old Gods, this is the XXXX Fleet under the Galactic Empire. We are now informing you via interstellar communication broadcast that you are secretly plotting to reap the benefits, so we have decided to awaken Azathoth..."

What would it be like to have hundreds of hands, each the size of a planet, slapping simultaneously onto an interstellar fleet of over a hundred ships?

Morty didn't know before, but he does now.

That was unstoppable... No! It was a planet comparable in size to the sun, a bunch of giant palms that would be slapped three or four kilometers away if they stood in the way...

The entire process, besides emphasizing 'speed' and 'force'.

Morty simply couldn't find any other adjectives to describe all of this.

A slap appeared.

A slap landed.

All that's left in space is a pile of flat metal sheets...

After Morty left, Jerry, who had been keeping a close eye on the fleet under Khorne's supervision, witnessed this scene unfold before his eyes.

I almost thought I could control this luck.

"Alright, this has nothing to do with you. I was just testing the gods' attitude towards Azathoth's awakening."

"The result is that these three parties, who have been hostile to each other for hundreds of millions of years, have actually attacked at the same time. This is damn troublesome..."

"Forget it, this place is a dead end..."

Jerry was somewhat disappointed, but fearing he might die there, he immediately suggested that since the plan had failed, they should go back.

"Let's go! Kerry is probably really dead this time. Beth's crisis is over, and our plan to make one last profit is completely shattered."

Somewhat disappointed, Morty opened the portal.

The two returned to the living room together and saw that Sangmei was still unconscious on the sofa, so they each sat down on the sofa.

Morty fell into deep thought, because he felt something was off, as if something that should have happened hadn't.

After sitting down, Jerry didn't immediately watch TV, but instead fell into a strange mood.

Why...did nothing happen just now?

For the first time, Jerry felt like he wasn't always causing trouble; there were times when he didn't do anything bad!

He stood still and did nothing, and those people were all killed by all the gods of the Kreece faction because of Morty's suggestion!

Long live!

I, Jerry Smith, am not a walking troublemaker!!!

Unlike Jerry, who went from puzzled to excited, Morty sensed something different. He felt as if he were in a world that didn't believe in science, but only in gods and monsters.

It seems that both he and Jerry's abilities are somewhat limited.

Logically speaking, Jerry should have stirred up some trouble after staring at the Galactic Empire fleet for so long, but the past half hour has been remarkably calm.

Nothing unexpected happened.

Not to mention anything bad.

So... they need to try to stay as close to the technological world as possible in the future?

"Ha! I'll cook tonight! We have to celebrate this!" Jerry, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders, excitedly headed towards the kitchen to prepare a cheese pasta meal for the evening.

Morty, somewhat speechless, scratched his head and, too lazy to bother with the now-excited Jerry, leaned back on the sofa and waited for Sangmei to wake up.

at the same time.

The giant bubblegum has expanded to about 1000 kilometers in size, and its enormous size makes it clearly visible from outer space.

As it expanded, everything in its path was swallowed up by its seemingly soft but actually very hard outer layer.

As for what happens after it's swallowed, no one can answer that.

Everyone who witnessed this colossal object had only one thought in their mind: what exactly is this thing?

What is the significance of its presence here?

So, will it explode?

No one knows the answer.

Those who were able to escape all chose to flee without looking back, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, they would be caught in the crossfire.

After a long three hours.

This 'bubbly gum' seemed to have finally reached its limit, cracking open at the very top, revealing a natural portal gleaming with an oily green hue...

That was a moment when the entire universe paused its breath...

Then came countless cannon fodder from the Kreece, following their own gods, racing towards this colossal portal that spanned nearly a thousand kilometers.

Hurry up!

rush! ! !

At this moment, the Old Gods, Outer Gods, and Great Old Ones, seemingly devoid of all reason, rushed into the door without any probing.

A few minutes later...

Everywhere Morty's teleportation gun went, without exception, several Kel'thian gods, along with their followers, randomly appeared in this outside world.

In an instant, more than a dozen universes were attacked, but most of them just watched as these huge creatures that appeared out of nowhere fled to another place.

Morty's house...

Morty, who had already been dissed by Sangmei for an hour, along with everyone else, were completely bewildered when they saw an orange cat appear on the coffee table in the living room.

Where did this cat come from?

"Hello, Morty. Let me introduce myself. I am Buster, an Old God from the Cthulhu universe."

What are you doing here...?

"Remember that ever-expanding ball?"

"Forehead..."

"Yes! While we were all worried it would explode, it instead placed a giant portal to other universes before our eyes. Now, there are no more Old Gods, Outer Gods, or Great Old Ones in the entire Cthulhu universe."

Seeing Morty's expression gradually crumbling, Buster, in her cat form, stretched out her body and right hand and patted Morty's knee.

It can be considered a form of comfort and gratitude.

You've successfully released all the evil gods of the Cthulhu type, aren't you happy?

So happy...so happy!

Three hours ago, Morty was thinking of killing a few Great Old Ones, but after they left, he released them all. He glanced sideways at a pale-faced middle-aged man.

Yes! This time it's definitely Jerry's fault!

Jerry: "When you finally finished that thing, I was still at home watching TV!!!"

Buster, who seemed to have learned about Morty's family from Kerry's family—a family that could never stop arguing once it started—quickly interjected, "Considering I don't have anywhere to go for the time being, I plan to stay with you for a while and think about what to do next. You don't mind, do you?"

Morty: "I mind..."

Buster: "It's no use worrying. I plan to stay here for a while."

Upon hearing that some uninvited guest actually wanted to stay here for a while, Morty declared that he possessed the Silent Sword, and asked if Morty believed he could stab him tonight.

"Pfft! Hahahaha! Morty, you actually thought that prop from the TV series was real? Alright, alright, it was just something that Ruicheng TV made for the sake of the show."

"Or rather, everything you encountered in our world back then was orchestrated by multiple scripts and backup storylines."

"I guarantee you won't deviate from the script and act out of character!"

Chapter 466 Near Death

"Ugh!"

Under the bright moonlight, Morty sat on the roof of his house, looking up at the full moon hanging high in the sky, his heart filled with complex emotions.

The situation had long been stirred up by Buster, who was constantly nagging and had no trace of the old god's majesty.

"Let me tell you, don't lose confidence in yourself over such a small setback. After all, you were being led by the nose the whole time on that show, so there's nothing to be ashamed of, right?"

"Look at us, the true gods of the Cthulhu universe, we still have to obediently bow down to Rick and cooperate with them to film a TV show."

So what's bothering you?

Morty: "Big sister, I just want some peace and quiet..."

Completely unexpectedly, Buster, the goddess of cats, turned out to be a chatterbox named Morty. He covered his ears, but he still couldn't escape the other's voice.

Morty was in a terrible state; he couldn't beat her in a fight, and as for insults... he didn't even know what to say... he just wanted some peace and quiet...

I just wanted to reflect on my gains and losses, and do some mental preparation to ensure that this matter wouldn't affect me in the future.

After all, even if I had the ability to manage those evil gods who were running around the universe and causing havoc on others, I didn't intend to.

Morty adopted a Rick-esque approach to this matter.

Holding onto the belief that if you ruin one world, you should change it, I let go of all my mental burdens and tried my best not to care about the lives or deaths of those people.

But can you please shut up?

Completely oblivious to Morty's increasingly grim expression, Buster, like a chatterbox who had been holding back her words, kept rambling on about a series of things.