247

Chapter 247

Which is more important, father or mother?

It's a question that is often difficult to answer.

Let's rephrase it: which is more important, the single mother who raised me with dedication and hardship from birth, or the father who abandoned me before I was even born?

Star-Lord's actions provided a clear answer. He didn't even give Ego a chance to respond. He pulled out his twin pistols and began firing indiscriminately, as if determined to blow his unworthy father to pieces.

For Peter Quill, his mother has always been the most important person in his life. Compared to her, Ego, his absentee father, was nothing more than an enemy who had caused his mother's death.

Although the high-tech laser pistols did not cause substantial damage, they made Ego's already grotesque appearance even more disturbing—his human facade was shattered, revealing the light energy form beneath.

"Who do you think you are? Without me, you are nothing!" Ego shouted angrily after being shot by his own son.

"You killed my mother!" Star-Lord's eyes were blazing with fury.

"Click…"

An energy whip lashed out from the ground, piercing Star-Lord's body. Ego roared, "I went through so much effort to find the perfect form for you, and this is how you repay me? I was going to involve you in my plans, but it seems you need to mature first. For now, you'll serve as a power source for me!"

"Put him down!"

"Boom..."

Gamora shouted in rage and fired at the energy tentacle holding Star-Lord, causing him to fall to the ground.

"Waaaaaaaa…"

Drax let out his signature roar and charged at Ego, wielding both his swords.

Ego frowned, extending his hand and summoning debris to encase Drax, immobilizing him in mid-air.

"All of this is futile! Quill, I will make you watch your friends perish before you."

The tentacles surged, and the Silver Guardians barely had time to react before being overwhelmed.

This was the divide between a god and a mortal!

Ego sneered, ignoring them for the moment. He planned to capture them all at once!

...

In a desolate wasteland, immense energies wrapped in massive rocks obscured the sky. Thor discovered that no matter which direction he flew, he was immediately blocked.

From space, the planet appeared to be covered in smoke and dust, resembling a giant ghost face.

On the opposite side, Ego's form had been destroyed repeatedly by Thor, but these were merely clones.

"Hahahahaha, you're too inexperienced. Do you think everyone can worship you as a god simply because of thunder?"

Ego laughed maniacally, feeling completely in control. To him, the Asgardian, with only a thousand years of life, was merely a child compared to his millions of years of existence.

Despite Thor's rapid growth, he had yet to fully realize his potential.

Thor frowned.

He was not taken by surprise by Ego's taunts.

In reality, Ego could not trap him if he chose to leave. Thor was contemplating how to defeat him.

A war of attrition with the resources of an entire planet would not be a winning strategy.

Thor had underestimated the Guardians of the Galaxy, thinking them weak and not taking their leader seriously.

However, upon reflection, although the Guardians are indeed weaker, their knack for attracting formidable foes is unmatched. Whether it's Ronan with the Power Stone or Ego, they are among the few supervillains in the cinematic universe. Perhaps only Thanos with the Gauntlet or Dormammu could challenge them.

The Guardians' eventual rise to prominence came from a mix of luck and the tendency of villains to underestimate them. After all, it's hard to be cautious when facing someone who seems foolishly out of place.

For instance, only Star-Lord's awkward dance could fool Ronan. Thor, even if he sang "Chicken, You Are So Beautiful," wouldn't lower Ronan's guard.

Now, with Ego solidifying the planet, there was no room for subterfuge.

Thor, facing Ego's taunts, felt that even if he couldn't defeat him, he could at least unsettle him...

"You've blocked the sky, haven't you?"

Thor asked calmly, glancing at the clouds overhead.

"That's right. You can't escape. Surrender now, and I'll ensure your death is painless!" Ego declared arrogantly, confident in his control.

"No, no, no, I have just one question. Why are there no other living beings on this planet? Flowers, plants, and trees don't count."

"Because this planet is me. Do you think I'd want parasites living on me?" Ego responded proudly.

Of course, a dog wouldn't want fleas.

"So, in a sense, the surface of the planet is your skin?" Thor inferred. "In that case, you might appreciate this gift!"

He grabbed a flying rock, infused it with Phoenix power, and manipulated its atomic structure to create a violent collision before tossing it in front of Ego's wide-eyed gaze...

"Boom…"

An intense white light erupted, followed by a mushroom cloud.

"Damn it!!!" Ego roared furiously, as Thor instantly flew away, leaving mushroom clouds in his wake...

"Crackle…"

The explosions, resembling firecrackers during a festival, were not mere fireworks but powerful blasts...

Ego was in a state of panic. Compared to the massive shock waves, the severe radiation effects were even more alarming. In just minutes, large areas of his "skin" were withering away.

Inside Ego's palace, Star-Lord and his companions were struggling when they suddenly felt a violent tremor.

"What's happening? Is there an earthquake?" Rocket asked, confused.

"No..." Gamora glanced out the window and murmured, "Someone is bombing here..."