The Humble Grendel

Looking at the card with only an address in his hand, Russell furrowed his brows slightly.

The Sorcerer Supreme Ancient One, of course, was not unfamiliar to him. But he hadn't expected the Ancient One to invite him to the Sanctum at this time.

When he first crossed over to this world, he had worried for a while. He was concerned that the Ancient One might treat him like a potential "threat" and eliminate him prematurely, just like dealing with demons or other beings from different worlds.

However, he later found that he had worried too much. While he had indeed crossed over from another world, the Ancient One had completely ignored his presence.

"Did she mention when I should go?"

Russell shifted his gaze away from the card and asked No. 3.

"No, she just said you could come whenever it's convenient for you."

No. 3 immediately replied.

Hearing No. 3 answer, Russell breathed a sigh of relief for the time being. Although he didn't know why the Ancient One was looking for him, her behavior indicated that she probably had no ill intentions towards him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have made things so complicated and would have simply used a teleportation spell to appear in front of him.

"Reply to the Monarch Organization, S.H.I.E.L.D., Tony Stark, Norman Osborn, and others, confirming meeting times with them as scheduled."

"We don't need to respond to Bakshi, just let him know I'm not interested."

Russell instructed No. 3.

"Understood, sir!"

No. 3 mechanical synthesized voice immediately responded.

"By the way, when will Kara and Hulk be back? Where are Grendel and Godzilla now?"

Russell continued to inquire.

"Miss El took Hulk to Los Angeles and said they would stay there for a few days."

"Godzilla and Grendel have already returned to the depths of the Atlantic Ocean. According to the GPS signal on the communicator, they are currently at the Undersea Temple."

No. 3 reported the current locations of Kara, Hulk, and the others.

"Pick an uninhabited island in the Arctic Archipelago and inform Grendel to take Godzilla there. I'll be going to see them in a while."

"Also, make a reservation at a restaurant. I'm having dinner with Diana tonight."

As for the matters of the Monarch Organization and S.H.I.E.L.D., Russell planned to deal with them later. After all, he wasn't in a hurry, and the ones in a hurry weren't him.

However, the matter of Grendel and Godzilla needed to be resolved now. If he hadn't slept for a week, he would have gone to see Godzilla a few days ago.

"Understood, sir!"

No. 3 immediately replied.

After giving instructions to No. 3, Russell sat in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window in the office for half an hour, soaking up some sunlight before he controlled the Symbiote to transform into a uniform and flew towards the Canadian Arctic Archipelago.

Under the sea in the Atlantic Ocean.

After receiving the information from No. 3, Grendel controlled the unwilling Godzilla to leave the Undersea Temple and head towards the Arctic Archipelago in Canada.

Despite appearing clumsy on land, Godzilla was incredibly agile in the water, much like a shark. While Godzilla was an amphibious Titan, it was clear that the ocean was his natural habitat.

On land, Godzilla, in its normal state, wasn't a match for King Ghidorah. However, if the battlefield was shifted to the ocean, even the normal Godzilla could easily defeat King Ghidorah.

Currently, Godzilla's face was full of reluctance, but under Grendel's control, he had no choice but to quickly swim towards the Arctic Archipelago in Canada.

As Grendel was struggling with how to act when he met Russell, Godzilla "spoke" up.

Although Godzilla couldn't read Grendel's thoughts, he could roughly sense Grendel's dilemma.

Currently, Grendel was fused with his body, so Godzilla could sense whether Grendel was happy or conflicted.

"There's no need to be so conflicted. Your master isn't an unreasonable person, and he won't be too angry."

Godzilla said in the common language of the Titans.

"Let me correct you. His Majesty is not my master; he is His Majesty, the King of all Symbiote."

"Also, you better address him with the title 'Your Majesty' just like me."

Grendel replied to Godzilla with utmost seriousness.

Upon "hearing" Grendel's response, which appeared directly in his mind, Godzilla couldn't help but display a disdainful expression.

While Godzilla had never heard of the term "sycophant," he knew that Grendel's behavior was extremely embarrassing.

As a giant monster, he was actually treating the tiny humans with such reverence. He kept referring to Russell as "Your Majesty," which significantly lowered his "monster" status.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't get rid of Grendel, Godzilla wouldn't want to stay with someone like Grendel, who lowered his "monster" status.

Staying with him was a disgrace to himself, the King of Monsters.

"No matter how respectful you are, he will still get angry when he's supposed to."

Godzilla continued to speak in the Titans' common language.

"Let me remind you one more time: you should address our king as 'Your Majesty.'"

"Otherwise, I'll make you experience the most unbearable itching sensation!"

Grendel threatened Godzilla with the utmost seriousness.

"You're just a monster without dignity!"

Godzilla replied, looking dissatisfied.

Although he was very dissatisfied with Grendel, Godzilla didn't continue to provoke Grendel's thoughts.

Even Titans could itch!

Or rather, as flesh and blood creatures, they would all experience the sensation of itching when their skin or mucous membranes were stimulated. Of course, the nature of itching might be different among different creatures, but the sensation of needing to scratch was universal among flesh and blood beings.

Over the past week, Godzilla had experienced the itching attacks initiated by Grendel from inside his body. It was an unforgettable "pleasurable" experience.

While Russell was on his way to the uninhabited island arranged by No. 3, he had also flown towards the Canadian Arctic Archipelago.

To determine his current flying speed, he took the Endosymbiotic Battle Armor out of the system space and let it act as his wingman to monitor his current flying speed.