In the matter of "Godslayer", Queen Frank showed full sincerity. She gave Michael all the materials that the Skrull Empire had spent countless centuries of resources searching for, and although much of it was only slightly related to that set of invincible armor, the amount of information was also quite huge.

The legend of the Godslayer is spread across countless galaxies. In fact, not only this set of god-level battle armor, but also other ships, heavy artillery, and other things left behind by the Luo Mulun people have always been the object of exploration by major civilizations. But so far, all that has been discovered is the minutiae, the things that provide some benefit but not enough to affect the bigger picture.

Seekers are looking for something more extraordinary, like a weapon like the Godslayer that directly determines the wielder's right to speak.

There is also a theory that the reason why no one has been able to find the god killer is because no suitable person has ever appeared.

Also through some rumors, many people learned that the Godslayer armor was not something that anyone could handle. There are many key factors that are required to drive this armor beyond the gods, and not everyone who has built it is capable of the duties of a driver. It is said that only the chosen Luo Mulun had the qualifications to allow the Godslayer to accept orders, and it was almost impossible to find a suitable pilot in another race.

Therefore, some people believe that now that the Rommulon people have been extinct, even if the god killer reappears, there will be no one to make it move again.

But Queen Frank was surprisingly confident in Michael in this matter.

"Maybe there's really no one who can get that armor to move anymore. But if there really is such a person in this universe, then I think that person should be you. That's what she said.

Michael was noncommittal. He knew how he had come to be, he had a lot of knowledge and a lot of power that might not have been imagined in the eyes of others, but he had never been inflated by it.

In fact, everything Michael does is the result of careful consideration, and he knows exactly where his ceiling is. Blind self-confidence is the usual practice of mediocre people digging their own graves, and he never underestimates others because of the strength he already has.

If no one else could get the "godkiller" to move, he didn't think he would have to.

But the legend did pique his interest, and at least if there was a direction to start with, it was worth exploring. Legends and rumors are often half-truths, but even if the legend of the Godslayer is only half true, then this armor set can directly solve a lot of problems in the future.

After that, his affairs in the Skrull Empire were finally completed. Queen Willenc promised that within three days, the Interstellar Federation would officially announce the alliance between the Skrull Empire and Earth - of course, the Earth side, which has always been closed off from information, may not receive the message.

Then, he was finally ready to make his way home.

The home planet of the Skrull Empire is located in the Andromeda Galaxy, more than two million light-years away from Earth. This is a distance that cannot be surpassed in a century with the technology currently known to mankind, and even with the interstellar navigation technology of Skrull, it will take a lot of time to make a round trip.

But for Michael, who now owns the Spatial Primordial, distance is just a number that exists on a conceptual level. It only takes a second, and he can even leap from one end of the universe to the other.

It took only a blink of an eye to return to Earth. Unlike teleportation spells, you don't need to mentally recreate exactly where you want to go, or even have an impression of where you want to go. All it needs is a simple wish, you just need to tell it a location, a thing, or a person in your heart, and it will understand exactly what you mean.

So the last second Michael was still standing on the main planet of the Skruls, and at this moment, he had made his way through the pitch black chaos back to his laboratory.

The moment he walked into the lab, his armor was automatically connected to the local server. The projection device in the room was automatically activated, and the light quickly changed into a virtual shadow in the air, and the girl appeared in front of him in a light outfit, with long blue hair hanging down, and a sweet smile.

"Hello, sir, welcome back." Shirley gave him an exaggerated salute and asked with a smile, "Is your interstellar journey still enjoyable?" ”

"So-so."

As Michael walked, the spatial armor automatically lifted from him, turning back into a liquid state and storing it in an armored container. Michael casually handed the container aside, and Shirley quickly cleverly manipulated a robotic arm to reach over and catch the container.

"There are still many differences between operations in outer space and on Earth." "There are some questions that we anticipated, but there are many that we have overlooked...... But the most critical part is the lack of artificial intelligence assistance. Although I knew there would definitely be this problem, I didn't expect it to be so serious. Without your analytical and computing powers, many of the functions of the auxiliary armor are limited and its performance is greatly reduced. By the way, there is also the reaction module. The reaction module of the computer built into the armor is obviously a lot sluggish, which is not particularly serious in normal times, but the delay is very noticeable when engaging some relatively powerful enemies......"

Shirley listened and recorded while listening, and then looked at him with a smile on her delicate little chin: "Sir, you can just say it bluntly, it's just that I missed me during my absence......"

"It's the truth." Michael nodded earnestly, "If there's one thing I've learned the most from this interstellar battle, it's that I've always underestimated the role you've played in the battles you've been fighting all along. I've considered several options for establishing interstellar telecommunications that would allow me to maintain a two-way connection with you while fighting on any planet. As I expected, it should be like talking to a good friend on the phone. ”

"Very vividly described, sir." Shirley smiled, "Then I suppose the ability of the Space Primordial should be able to accomplish this task?" ”

Michael shook his head: "That only solves the problem of space armor combat, and it is obvious that I can't use only space armor every time I fight in outer space in the future." ”

"So maybe a few spells will help?"

"I do think of a few, but either it's too troublesome, it's unstable, and all of them have some drawbacks."

"What about the use of media? Have you ever thought of this option, sir? Shirley asked, "For example, with some special magic weapons?" Or something else? ”

“......”

After thinking about it for a while, Michael smiled.

"You're such a little genius, Shirley."