Chapter 672: Someone is Stealing Electricity Without Me! (Middle)_1

While the Unscrupulous Quartet was discussing their specific plan, in Eddie Brock's home located on the edge of Hell's Kitchen, Venom sat on one side of the sofa, one hand propped on his knee, speaking in a very serious tone:

"... That's pretty much the situation, so now I have a plan."

"Hold on!" Among the Symbionts sitting on the opposite sofa, Blue Spirit spoke up: "Are you not going insane anymore? ... Oh, you've always been insane, I mean, aren't you as excited as before?"

"Hmph." Venom snorted coldly: "How long do you think that's going to bother me? ... What? Wimp, shut up, I'm talking about serious stuff!"

As Venom and Eddie wrestle in their mind, Thunder, sitting on the side, rolls his eyes and says, "What did you call us here for? Hurry up and spit it out, we have things to do."

"You have things to do? Like what? Take a stroll on the power lines in New York? Or become a goalkeeper in a football team? Or participate in a challenge in Kamar-Taj?" Venom's gaze lingered respectively on Thunder, Green Sting, and Blue Spirit, the few who had their daily routines exposed coughed a few times, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Cosmic Special Agents? That's right, once upon a time, you proud upholders of justice, now decadent on Earth, what happened to your great aspirations and grand ideas? Your righteous heart to eradicate chaos in the cosmos?"

"You have no right to accuse us, Venom." Blue Spirit says calmly: "You are not one of us, you were once our enemy."

"In this world, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. I know that the situation of the Cosmic Special Agents is quite awkward now, especially in the Andromeda Galaxy..."

Looking at the expressions of the Cosmic Special Agents, Venom knew he was right. The status of the Cosmic Special Agents was indeed a bit awkward at the moment. After all, following a major reshuffle of power in the Andromeda Galaxy, the entire Symbiotic Species had almost broken away from all the surviving races within the galaxy.

Moreover, the fact that they were holding a terrifying chaos monster inside their home planet, once known to other races, made the position of the Cosmic Special Agents not so clear.

If they truly were an advanced and noble race, they should first resolve the bomb on their home planet. The hypocrisy is glaring when they ignore a creature that could potentially endanger the entire universe but roam around the cosmos, talking about advancing justice and maintaining peace.

The Symbionts, however, had their own grievances. Nal is not an entity that can be killed, as long as this cosmos still possesses Chaos Power, he will live forever, even imprisoning him is incredibly difficult.

Yet if they revealed this truth to all the races in the universe, these races would only be more panicked and hostile towards them.

Moreover, since the Cosmic Special Agents had imprisoned Nal, naturally, Nal harbored deep hatred toward them. But those races that survived because of Nal's imprisonment might not necessarily be thankful to them.

They feel that this is something the Cosmic Special Agents should do. Even if they let some of Nal's power escape, these survivors would still curse the Cosmic Special Agents for negligence.

You could say, it's a thankless job. The competition for survival among the cosmic races is brutal, with each race fighting to the death. Upholding morality and justice here is destined to be an incredibly difficult road.

"I know, you want to reverse this situation, but you're thinking too narrowly." Venom says in his hoarse voice: "You are always pondering about how to kill Nal completely, but in reality, you should first focus on improving yourself."

"From an objective point of view, are the Cosmic Special Agents strong?" Venom raises a question, then answers himself: "Perhaps. Among many ordinary races, Symbionts, who can freely roam the cosmos, change forms at will, express different effects according to the unique abilities of their hosts, indeed, they are a very powerful race."

"But, compared to those who are born with the ability to use Origin Energy, accumulating endless soul strength, or compared to the Cosmic Sorcerer who has their own dimensions, what is the significance of the Symbionts?"

"Not to mention others, the Demon God who descended above the Symbiont planet at that time… what was his name again? Xeseon? He nearly caused a catastrophic disaster to the entire planet, and the Symbionts were unable to resist."

"When the battle reaches this level, whether it's a Cosmic Special Agent or an ordinary Symbiont, we are all powerless."

"But..." Venom eyes narrowed: "Do you hope for this situation to last forever? Or, when an opportunity arises, would you be willing to take a gamble?"

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Green Sting's voice is always deep. He's the most stable among the Cosmic Special Agents and tends to think deeper.

Since the hunt for Venom began, he never harbored as much animosity toward this unique Symbiont. Until now, he thinks that a newborn, who had turned crazy due to the insanity of its host, is actually the failure of race. Therefore, he is more willing to listen to Venom's suggestions.

"During the incident with Nal, I gained a large amount of energy from someone. I used this energy to enhance myself. Now, I can use magic too." Venom's admission shocked everyone, Blue Spirit stared at him with wide eyes, asking, "You can use magic too, why have I never seen you use it?"