Chapter 2010: Lighting the Strange Dream in the Heart (Part 40)

"Hey! Hey! I need to contact the three great empires, answer me! Answer me quickly!!!" Jason roared at the other end of the communicator, but only screams and the sounds of various things being smashed came from the opposite side.

After a while, a woman's scream also came, "I've lost control, my Force is out of control, no! No! Don't come over! I don't know how to..."

Then the communication was hung up.

Jason was completely dumbfounded. He still wanted to call the members of the three great empires he knew, but the Celestials had already begun to fly toward other places. Obviously, their so-called extermination operation was to completely destroy this star system, and there was no need to conduct evaluations and measurements at all. Carbon-based organisms couldn't beat this group of giants.

And at the critical moment of life and death, under the pressure of huge stress, this King suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He remembered that he had a ready-made ally, and that was the humans who were standing with the Celestial Group at this time.

He was indeed a Spartax planet person, but his son Peter Quill carried half human blood in his body, so he pressed a button on his arm armor without hesitation.

Soon, Quill and his group walked out of the palace in a daze, looking up at the sky. The Iron Demon God raised an eyebrow and said, "Star-Lord? Why is he here?"

Jason breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Peter Quill still had some reputation on Earth. As a result, he didn't expect the Iron Demon God to point the spearhead at him next.

"So you not only stole human resources and spaceships, but you even kidnapped human superheroes?!" The Iron Demon God raised his volume and asked.

The spaceships circling around his body aimed their muzzles at Jason in unison. Jason immediately stretched out his hands and said, "You misunderstood, he is my son, my only biological child, and also the future heir of the Spartax civilization."

"Uh, sorry, can I ask what's going on now?" Quill looked up and examined the pile of monsters and ghosts floating in the sky carefully before asking.

Jason was also very troubled by Quill's situation, but he couldn't explicitly say that he wanted to use Quill's bloodline to save the Spartax planet, otherwise wouldn't it become kneeling and begging for food?

But obviously there were smart people on the human side, and Jason was also betting on this point. They should be able to see his intention.

Sure enough, the existence on the human side seemed to be exchanging opinions in a low voice, and soon the Iron Demon God spoke: "Are you sure he is the heir of the Spartax planet? Isn't it that the member civilizations of your Galactic Council don't dare to have anything to do with humans at all?"

"Actually, I have always been very opposed to this policy." Jason spoke fluently: "We have always upheld the concept of fairness, but there have been problems in some execution aspects. Of course I will in the future..."

The Iron Demon God sneered, obviously not satisfied with the empty check he issued.

Jason had to grit his teeth and say, "I will contact the Galactic Council now to register Peter Quill—no, Peter Spartacus—as the official heir of Spartax."

"As for the Vibranium and human spaceships that unfortunately ended up on the Spartax planet, I will compensate double..."

After speaking, he pressed the button on the communicator on his arm and called the scribe over. On one hand, it was to have him go register the heir and compensation information, and on the other hand, it was to have him hurry to appease the panicked public.

The human side didn't open their mouths like lions either, because after all, they hadn't done anything yet and hadn't shown the ability to stop the Celestials. The verbal promises they could get were already close to the limit.

At this time, Schiller stood out and stopped the Celestials who were flying to other planets. His voice appeared in the ears of every Celestial.

"Wait a moment."

All the Celestials' flying movements paused. They looked in the direction the voice came from, but didn't see anything, which was not normal.

Their so-called eyes were actually just one of the sensing organs, and the least important one at that. Their perspective of observing the world was much richer than humans, but they still didn't see anything.

"I think now is not a good time to destroy a certain star system." Schiller was still dutifully playing the peacemaker, saying, "While curbing the spread of cosmic locusts is important, isn't the urgent priority now to save that Celestial who has contracted the plague?"

Everyone felt it made sense after hearing him say this, but the Celestial Group remained silent and didn't speak. Finally, Arishem stood out and said, "No, we have already been unable to save him. Now we have trapped him in the center of a dead star, and he can only wait quietly for the end of his life."

"You don't save your own clansmen?!" The Iron Demon God asked in disbelief, "Isn't he just infected with some plague? You just gave up on treatment like that?"

"Watch your words. It's not that we gave up on him, but that we are unable to treat him." The Collector said in a muffled voice.

"Indeed." Arishem lowered his head somewhat dejectedly and said, "We cannot touch that kind of bug, and cosmic civilizations like you are even more powerless to treat it."

"Can't we deal with the bugs? Your Excellency, if possible, we are willing to help clear that kind of bug out." Loki spoke up.

But at this time, Odin glared at him, sneered, and said, "How can it be that simple? It's not the bugs that are hard to deal with!"

"Then what is it? Is there any surgery in this world that Asgard can't do?" Loki sounded quite unconvinced.

Odin sighed and said, "The Celestial Group's body strength is very high. Currently, no one in the universe has the ability to cut open their armor. Even my thunder can only leave slight traces."

"The only ones who can cut open their companions' bodies are themselves, but they cannot touch that kind of bug, otherwise the bugs will leave eggs in their bodies, and they will also die from the plague."

After Odin finished speaking, everyone else was silent, but Loki looked at the arriving cosmic demon gods, especially the Vishanti.

The tiger head among the Vishanti also shook his head and said, "Demon gods are essentially a type of energy creature, and the bodies of the Celestial Group also condense extremely terrifying energy. If we try to invade their bodies, there will be two results."

"Either the energy we invade with is torn to pieces by the energy groups in their bodies, or we destroy the energy cores in their bodies, leading to the complete decay of their power, and they still can't escape death."

"Obviously, this also cut off the path of letting more powerful multiverse demon gods come to treat them, so it seems this is a terminal illness with no solution."

"However, it actually makes sense. If there was any way, that Celestial who died on Earth back then wouldn't have died so miserably."

"And for so many years, it's impossible that the Celestial Group hasn't tried to find a way to treat it. They have a life-level gap with ordinary cosmic civilizations and can see more and further than them. But even so, they still haven't found a way to crack it, which proves that there probably truly doesn't exist a method in the universe to treat this kind of plague."

"So now we can only try our best to ensure that this plague does not spread. The death of the Celestial Group is not entirely a good thing for civilizations like yours, but we don't have time to talk in detail."

Arishem's tone was exceptionally dejected, as if he had already seen the passing of his companion. But at this time, the body of the Collector who spoke before suddenly twitched, and all the other Celestials were shocked.

"Impossible, this is impossible." The Collector said in shock and anger, "I haven't had contact with the Analyzer, I haven't been infected with that kind of bug..."

But in an instant, all the other Celestials hid far away to the other side. And just after the Collector finished speaking, his body's twitching intensified, and then he began to vomit non-stop.

The atmosphere above the Spartax planet was much thinner than Earth's, and they didn't have any planetary defense shields. The Celestial's vomit poured down like a flood, directly starting a rain of vomit above the Spartax planet.

Perhaps some people would feel that the Celestial's vomit and blood inspired life on Earth, so it must be good for carbon-based organisms. But sometimes fermented and unfermented things are completely two different things. The Celestial's vomit is an extremely terrifying corrosive liquid for weak life in a fresh state.

And now the symptoms of this Celestial named Collector were projectile vomiting. He couldn't control the direction of his vomiting at all and could only groan in pain, spitting out a large pile of blood and internal organ chunks mixed with chaotic energy.

The harder parts turned into meteors, directly smashing onto the Spartax planet. Blood rain and vomit fell from the sky, almost instantly submerging the main city like a tsunami.

Jason was stunned, and Quill and the others from the Guardians of the Galaxy were also stunned.

After Quill froze on the spot for a few seconds, he suddenly shouted, "Save people! Hurry up and save people! Groot! Hurry up and come with me!!"

"Groot!!!"

The tall tree man roared, carried the other few on his shoulders, and ran toward the parking lot behind the palace at the fastest speed. Then they drove the Spartax planet's flying car and rescued the butler and guards who were almost submerged by the vomit.

"What are you still stunned for? Hurry up and go to the communication department to organize people for disaster relief. My god, have you never experienced earthquakes and tsunamis? Where is your emergency department?!"

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Time is life!! Hurry up and call back the guards from the nearest planet, issue national communication to appease the public, and then mobilize large equipment to turn the higher terrain that hasn't been submerged yet into safe houses..."

Except for Peter, the Spartax planet people were all a bit flustered, because they really hadn't seen this scene, at least not on the main planet.

After all, it was almost impossible for a developed interstellar colonization civilization to have natural disasters on its main planet. As early as a thousand years ago, the Spartax people's home planet had already been transformed quite stably. They had long passed the planet exploration period and never dreamed that one day they would be showered with shit.

As everyone knew, emergency management departments must practice often. Sometimes even if they don't practice for a week, disasters will cause very terrifying omissions. Now the Spartax emergency department couldn't even be said to have omissions; they only had omissions.

Watching countless lives being submerged in vomit and tragically washed away, Quill was completely anxious. He rushed into the Royal Communication Department, grabbed the person in charge by the collar, had him connect all communication lines, and then shouted into the intercom.

"All citizens of Spartax, pay attention. I am the son of Spartax civilization Emperor Jason Spartacus, your prince. Now I declare in my name that the whole planet... uh, no, is in a state of emergency!"

"Please all garrison personnel in all places go to the front line to evacuate the public immediately. Please do not panic, do not drive separate flying transportation tools to fly away from the ground, please wait for rescue in buildings with shelter and high terrain!"

"Repeat, please do not panic..." ===== CHAPTER 2011 =====