Marvel: Hunter

Not only that, even the basis for judging whether a person was alive—his heart—slowly stopped beating. Then Blaine’s entire body gradually grew cold.

At the final moment before falling to the ground, a series of reasons surfaced in Blaine’s mind.

Blaine was unwilling.

A million times unwilling.

Similarly, Blaine also did not believe that he would meet his end at the hands of this energy body. He could not believe that he was really going to die here today.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck..."

Blaine, lying on the ground, finally heard the leader’s ridicule again.

At this moment, it sounded so harsh and ironic.

Unexpectedly, as a Bounty Hunter, Blaine had lived a brave life, only to finally die here.

But I haven’t found my final home yet.

My birth.

My family.

I still want revenge.

Prehistoric Bounty Hunters.

And the predecessors of Wakanda.

Yes, I’m sorry.

It seems I failed your expectations.

Ah...

And also...

Gali, I miss you so much.

If you were here, you wouldn’t let me die like this, right?

System.

System, say something, damn it.

Your host is dying.

Don’t you like tricking me?

Come on.

Come and mess with me.

If only I could be saved...

I’m willing to pay any price!

At this moment, in Blaine’s mind, a voice was shouting silently.

Yes, that voice was Blaine’s.

At this moment, Blaine thought of too many things.

However, no matter how heart-piercingly Blaine shouted, no one seemed to respond to him.

Including the system.

At this moment, the system had also fallen silent. No matter how Blaine called it, it did not come out.

Actually, these were the thoughts in Blaine’s mind after his life had already begun to fade, and the system could not receive them at all.

Perhaps, when Blaine truly died, the system would leave him and continue searching for the next host, or the next Blaine, someone to take his place and become another Bounty Hunter.

In Blaine’s widened pupils, everything he had experienced since crossing into the Marvel world quickly replayed like a movie.

Including when Blaine had crossed over, and because the system was too terrible, it had made him carry a fifty-meter blade to help little Spider-Man teach that school bully a lesson.

He still remembered Blaine’s expression when he bought the Hunter suit and other equipment with the only few dollars he had left.

He still remembered how excited Blaine had been when he completed his first mission and received his first payment.

All of this seemed like a candle.

At this moment, it was almost out of fuel.

These scenes were also like bubbles, slowly, slowly, one after another, breaking apart.

Meanwhile, somewhere far away in the universe.

Or perhaps in another parallel universe.

In any case, it was a very, very, very, very distant place.

So far away that even with Blaine’s speed beyond the speed of light, even with the genuine Space Stone, it was still a place he could not reach in half a lifetime.

There was a giant here. If he stood upright, he might be taller than Earth itself. However, his appearance was extremely strange. At this moment, he casually plucked a planet with one hand and threw it into his enormous mouth.

What was even more terrifying was that after throwing it in, he did not chew at all. He swallowed it directly, as if it were a jelly bean.

If Blaine were here, he would definitely recognize him.

Because this being was Galactus, the Devourer of Worlds, one of the five great cosmic entities of the universe.

At this moment, Galactus was looking dotingly at a little girl beside him.

The little girl seemed to be only about 1.6 meters tall. Compared with Galactus’s enormous form, she could not help but seem like a mayfly beside a great tree, or an ant beside an elephant.

Looking at the little girl’s outfit, she wore a loli-style uniform, delicate little shoes decorated with bows, and cute twin ponytails.

There was also a strange object on the little girl’s wrist. It looked like a watch, but it had no hands. The little girl pulled a small ball from the device on her wrist, threw it into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

That’s right.

This little girl was Gali, the daughter of the Devourer of Worlds.

This loli outfit was also one of the clothes Blaine had bought for her, and the device on her wrist was the Planet Maker.

"Yeah, he’s fine."

"That’s right. He gave me this little thing."

"Of course, it can manufacture planets continuously."

"That way, you don’t have to worry about me not getting enough to eat."

"Oh, how can you say that?"

"He’s so good to me, and you still won’t let me go to him?"

"Are you afraid I’ll be in danger?"

"Don’t worry, I’ll go by myself..."

"What?"

"Oh, all right, all right."

"It’s fine if I don’t go to him."

"But you’re not allowed to eat Earth."

"No one is allowed to eat it."

"Yes, that’s right."

Perhaps because she had lived on Earth for a long time, Gali had always used Earth’s language. Galactus, on the other hand, kept chattering, and no one knew what he was saying. It seemed that, aside from Gali, only beings at the same level could understand him.

Could it be that communication at the level of cosmic entities was like this?

Or perhaps they did not use language at all, but communicated directly through the soul.

After talking for a while, Galactus waved his hand, directly created and picked a string of grape-like planets, then threw them into his mouth.

Unlike Galactus’s simple and crude manner, Gali seemed to have been assimilated by Blaine. Although there were many "delicious" planets in front of her, even living ones, Gali simply sat in midair, kicking and swinging her slender, ivory-white legs.

Then she looked seriously at the Planet Maker on her wrist, as if waiting for the fifteen-minute cooldown.

Suddenly, at a certain moment, for some unknown reason, Gali, who had been smiling and leisurely kicking her legs one second, unknowingly shed two lines of tears from the corners of her eyes the next second.

At first, Gali did not know what was going on. She even touched them curiously and put them in her mouth to taste.

After all, at her level, let alone tears, even dirt in the body did not exist. She did not need to wash or bathe at all. Her body could still remain clean and tidy, and even carried a milky fragrance.

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