Chapter 135: Taking Galacta to the Little Universe! Why Should I Share My Power with You?
Faced with Lorien’s request, Devourer Girl first looked at Hela.
Hela nodded, gave a thumbs up, and said,
"Go on, Lorien is super handsome!"
At least, in Hela’s eyes. With his looks, charm, and sheer strength, Lorien hit all her points of attraction. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have said what she did the first time they met.
Devourer Girl knew she was dressed casually now. She adjusted her brown sunglasses, then opened the video call.
As soon as the video connected, both sides appeared on the screen.
Devourer Girl saw Lorien’s eyes light up. By human standards, his looks were already unmatched. But when Lorien saw her, he suddenly let out a breath.
"Huh..."
Isn’t this Devourer Girl? Those purple eyes—if it wasn’t her, that would’ve been strange. The face, the name, the eyes. It had to be her.
Devourer Girl froze when she saw him exhale like that, then snapped a little angrily.
"What? You don’t like me?"
"No."
Lorien waved his hand helplessly.
"Your name’s Galacta, right? Then your dad must be Galactus, the planet devourer."
They hadn’t met in person yet. But once they did, she would immediately sense his power. Both Galactus and Devourer Girl had an acute sense for energy. The moment she saw him, she’d know how strong he was.
So why bother playing around? Better to just be direct.
"!"
Devourer Girl’s eyes widened at his words. She nervously pushed up her sunglasses, glanced around, then whispered,
"Who are you? How do you know that? You’re not going to tell my dad I’m here, are you?"
"No way! If he finds out about Earth, he’ll devour it!"
Devourer Girl could directly call "The Devourer" in her mind. But she had snuck to Earth to live quietly. She didn’t want to devour life from other planets.
Her dad, though, was different. He devoured, and even hired people to scout out inhabited worlds for him to consume.
She knew very well—Earth must never be discovered by her father! Otherwise, it’d be doomed.
Lorien chuckled when he heard that.
"I’ve got Earth covered. You think I’d let your dad eat it?"
"If he devours Earth, where am I supposed to clock in for work?"
"What, I’m supposed to lose my job and find a new one?"
The idea of being unemployed with nowhere to check in was unacceptable. Parallel worlds blowing up? He didn’t care. But Earth? That couldn’t happen—his job was here!
"Huh?"
Devourer Girl froze again. Someone like him worried about job stability? Afraid of losing work? Really? Did this planet even deserve him?
"Alright." Lorien glanced at Hela, who was peeking from behind Devourer Girl, then told her,
"Pretend to be Hela, answer the call, then come meet me."
Devourer Girl nodded, then handed the phone back to Hela.
The moment Hela got it, she immediately asked,
"Well? Who is she? What does a planet devourer do? Why won’t she let her dad know where she is? Did she run away from home?"
Uh... Strictly speaking, it really was like running away. Devourer Girl loved peace. She refused to follow her father’s ways, so she just left.
"Don’t ask so much, kid. I’ll explain later."
Lorien looked at Hela, whose face was pressed right against the camera.
"You two know each other? And you actually ended up together?"
Hela thought about it, then shook her head.
"I don’t know her. I came to play with the big guy, and suddenly she flew right over to me. My Nightsword and his atomic breath didn’t work on her, then she asked me where I got my energy from. When I didn’t answer, she was going to hit me."
Lorien: "And did you tell her?"
"Yes."
"....."
"No, only half!" Hela hurried to explain. "I told her everything about you. That’s why I called you!"
Fine. Honestly, whether Hela told her or not didn’t matter. With Devourer Girl’s abilities—and her tech—if she wanted to, she could invent a "Hela Locator."
Even if she couldn’t scan inside the northern tower, she’d just camp outside. In the end, they’d meet anyway.
So whether Hela spoke or not, the result was the same. Once Devourer Girl saw them, there was no hiding—unless they left Earth.
Lorien nodded.
"Okay, bring her to the Little Universe."
"Okay." Hela nodded.
Lorien hung up the phone and went to the Little Universe to wait for them.
After ending the call, Hela looked at Godzilla.
"Big guy, I have to go back first."
Godzilla gave a nod, then turned and swam into the sea.
Devourer Girl walked over to Hela’s side. She was noticeably taller, her build somewhere between that of a girl and a young woman.
In terms of proportions—when Hela stood, her head only reached Lorien’s chest. Gwen, standing, was under his chin. Wanda was under his nose. Devourer Girl, on the other hand, would be around his shoulder.
Of course, Gwen was still growing. She was in her early-teen form now, but in time, she might reach Lorien’s nose, taller than Wanda. At that point, Gwen would become a full-fledged beauty.
Then Lorien used his divine power to keep Gwen forever young, fixed in that form.
Mm. Just right. The best years, preserved forever.
Just like Wanda—Lorien had already stopped her aging. She would remain a ripe peach, forever plump and sweet.
Ahem. Back to reality.
Devourer Girl watched Godzilla’s massive figure fade into the distance and asked curiously,
"What kind of creature is that? I’ve never seen anything like it in the universe. Its breath earlier wiped out nearly all life in this cosmos."
Hearing Godzilla praised, Hela lifted her chin proudly.
"It’s called Godzilla. I call it Big Guy. Lorien likes calling it Little Guy. After some time, Lorien plans to throw it into the universe to grow stronger."
Devourer Girl nodded. Godzilla would indeed be formidable in the universe. Not that it mattered much to her.
Of course, if she considered Godzilla as food, he looked delicious. But she couldn’t eat him—he had an owner.
An unowned alien lifeform, though? She would’ve devoured it without hesitation. That was her principle.
...
After watching Godzilla disappear, Hela pulled out a teleporter.
"Come on, I’ll take you to Lorien’s Little Universe. He’s waiting for us."
"Okay." Devourer Girl nodded, then froze. "Little Universe?!"
"Yeah." Hela blinked. "Isn’t your dad really powerful? Doesn’t he have one?"
"No..."
Devourer Girl scratched her head awkwardly.
Her father really didn’t. Though he was one of the Five Abstract Entities, he was often just used as a backdrop—a benchmark for power.
Those who could beat Galactus were considered strong. Those who couldn’t were weak.
But her father? He was just a brute. Fights for him meant tossing around raw, overwhelming energy.
Skill? None! Just blast everything to death!
When Hela realized Devourer Girl didn’t have one, she smirked smugly, then pressed the button on the teleporter.
"Click~"
In an instant, both vanished.
One appeared at the entrance of the Little Universe, the other inside it.
Devourer Girl was outside. Hela was inside.
"Huh?" Hela blinked, glancing at the teleporter, thinking it had broken.
Lorien waved his hand, and Devourer Girl was allowed in.
"I only gave the five of you permission to enter the Little Universe. That’s why she couldn’t come in."
"Ohhh..." Hela understood.
Once inside, Devourer Girl removed her brown sunglasses. She took one look at the countless mountains and rivers within and nearly drooled on the spot.
"Ssshh—"
She inhaled deeply, then exclaimed,
"This place smells amazing!"
Being called "fragrant" by a creature like her was never a good sign. But Hela didn’t get it.
"A little fragrant, sure, but not that much."
"No, you don’t understand." Devourer Girl shook her head, greedily savoring the air.
Lorien chuckled and explained,
"She needs the energy of living beings—or the energy that can give birth to life. So this Little Universe, with its perfect climate, temperature, environment, and landscapes, is brimming with energy capable of spawning life."
Hela froze. Now she understood.
No wonder Devourer Girl craved the energy inside her stomach. Because Lorien’s energy counted as both—life energy, and energy that could give birth to life.
And not just that—it was Multiversal-level energy.
Devourer Girl nodded in agreement.
"The energy here is countless times greater than Earth’s life force. If my father swallowed this Little Universe, he wouldn’t need to consume energy again for many, many years."
Hela’s eyes widened.
"How often does your father devour?"
"Right now, about once a month. But it’s getting faster."
"So fast?!" Hela was shocked.
Once a month? That meant one life-bearing planet devoured every month.
At least the Celestials created as much as they consumed, balancing the scales. But Galactus? He only ate.
"Yeah..." Devourer Girl sighed. "That’s why I left him. I don’t want to become like that—driven by hunger, losing control, even going mad."
Hela frowned in sympathy.
"But you’ll end up like that too. What will you do then?"
The future? Wasn’t it already here?
Devourer Girl suddenly stepped in front of Lorien, her eyes shining. She whipped out her phone and showed it to him.
"What’s this energy you gave Hela? Can I have some too? Otherwise, I’ll starve myself insane!"
Did I give her something?
Lorien looked at the screen—it was Hela’s internal scan.
Two glowing clusters of energy in her stomach were highlighted, labeled [Ultra High Energy].
Ah...
Lorien’s heart skipped. He turned his eyes toward Hela.
Hela, a little guilty, hurried to explain.
"I didn’t show it to her... She pulled it out herself and it popped up..."
"I even fought her, brought in Big Guy too, but we still lost..."
Lorien crossed his arms, his expression utterly speechless.
Seriously? Even this could be targeted? Someone was actually eyeing that part of him?
...
Faced with Lorien’s silence, Devourer Girl glanced at him, then turned to Hela.
"What’s wrong?"
"Hela said there are two other sisters who can also share this energy. Why can’t I? Are there conditions? Or do I have to trade something?"
Lorien rubbed his chin helplessly, pursed his lips, and sighed. Then he looked at her and asked,
"Can you smell what Hela has inside her?"
"It smells amazing!" Devourer Girl replied without hesitation.
"What if you had to describe it as a flower’s scent?" Lorien pressed.
This time, Devourer Girl paused, then hurried back to sniff Hela again. She pulled out her phone, searched quickly, and soon returned, eyes lit with excitement.
"It’s hawthorn blossom, isn’t it?!"
Why even ask then?
Ohhh...
Lorien finally understood. She really had no idea.
He let out a snort.
"Then look up what hawthorn blossom smells like—and how humans are born."
At that, Devourer Girl immediately checked again.
But instead of growing shy, she only got more and more excited!
Soon, she ran back to Lorien, practically glowing.
"You really have this kind of ability? I checked my dad’s database—no one else has it! No wonder Hela said she didn’t know about others, only that you had this power. So it was this!!"
She was ecstatic.
Meanwhile, Lorien and Hela were both dumbfounded.
You’re not embarrassed? Not even a little shy? You’re a girl, right?
Wait—
Oh.
Lorien realized it. Devourer Girl wasn’t human to begin with. Before coming to Earth, she existed mostly in an energy state. It was only after arriving here that she took human form.
So of course she didn’t have human concepts of shame. Instead, she brimmed with curiosity and anticipation.
Damn.
Now it made sense.
Lorien pinched his fingers, at a complete loss for how to explain. What was he supposed to say—"want to try it yourself"?
But then she actually asked,
"Can you give me some to taste and study?"
"....."
Please. Don’t say something like that with such innocent eyes and tone.
Lorien almost lost it.
Galacta’s human form was stunning—silver-gray hair, purple eyes, crimson lips, and a graceful figure. A young beauty with all the makings of a future enchantress.
But right now, with those pure, guileless eyes, she was saying something this explosive.
Tell me your head wouldn’t hurt.
Lorien would tell you—it hurt a lot.
He held it in for a long moment before finally spitting out three words.
"Not very good..."
"Eh? Why not?" Devourer Girl’s disappointment was immediate.
"For us pure Earthlings, it’s just not good," Lorien explained. "Things like that require emotional growth. It’s not something that happens overnight or on a whim."
"That kind of thing is disgusting. I’d rather not touch it at all."
Devourer Girl frowned thoughtfully. She pulled out her phone and searched about love.
Sure enough—what she found confirmed it. Positive energy only came from a foundation of love between two people. Negative energy was the kind that could be given away in one night.
And Devourer Girl, being a good kid, would never force it to be one-night.
So she thought hard, then suddenly brightened.
She darted over to Hela, grabbed her hands, and pleaded,
"Then next time you accept it, can you save just a little for me? Please, just a bit! Let me try it!"
Hela instantly shook her head furiously.
Why the hell should I share my special milk with you?
Even if we’re friends, there’s no way I’m giving you this kind of treasure.
"No way." Hela refused flatly.