New York.
Led by Galan, Rimuru finally got to see Galacta's secret garden.
Her boudoir was even simpler than Rimuru had imagined.
Aside from some gifts her father had given her, there were almost no girlish items like furniture or dolls.
To be honest, it was a bit disappointing!
Rimuru even suspected that Galan might have eaten all the furniture as dessert when she was too hungry.
Another thing that made Rimuru complain wildly was that it was almost a World of purple!
All her clothes, socks, skirts, and shoes were pure purple.
Aside from some differences in style, there were almost no other colors.
This left Rimuru speechless; how much did Galan favor purple?!
A good girl, instead of being colorful and flamboyant, only liked pure purple.
This was definitely Devourer's fault!
Rimuru felt that there was one more reason why Devourer must die!
As a symbol of their friendship, Galan gave Rimuru her favorite clothes, along with a new energy siphon and a quantum entanglement communicator that were on the clothes.
The energy siphon was an excellent "utensil" for Predation energy, ensuring not a single bit of waste.
In Galan's words, any act of wasting food was absolutely unforgivable.
The quantum entanglement communicator, on the other hand, could be used to communicate across the entire Universe.
As Galan's only friend, Galan hoped that Rimuru would contact her often in the future.
To be honest, Rimuru couldn't really appreciate the purple clothes.
What's more, Galan's clothes were a bit too revealing.
But seeing Galan's watery, purplish-red eyes, Rimuru couldn't refuse at all.
Under Galan's persistent persuasion, Rimuru and Galan exchanged clothes.
It must be said, this was a completely new experience.
A bit novel, and a bit shameful!
Is this what it feels like to have a friend?
Seeing Rimuru's appearance, Galan felt her heart filled with a small happiness.
Possessing Universal consciousness, Galan was almost omniscient.
Having lived on Earth for so long, she actually yearned for the lifestyle of Earthlings.
But she knew her own situation; although she really wanted a friend, she was even more afraid of interacting with others.
She was afraid that one day, if she couldn't control her appetite, she would directly eat the friend she had so painstakingly made as food.
But Rimuru was completely different!
She was powerful, so even if she lost control one day, she wouldn't have to worry about her dear friend's safety.
Secondly, Rimuru had more experience in the way of eating than she did.
She was definitely a role model for her to learn from!
The two shared similar interests and a common good!
Friends should share with each other, right?
Galan remembered a very fun place in the Universe and was about to take Rimuru there to play.
But just then, she unexpectedly saw Rimuru suddenly raise her head, her pretty face filled with surprise and solemnity.
Something happened at the New York Sanctum!
Half of Rimuru's magic was learned from Kamar-Taj.
She was quite familiar with the Sanctum barrier that protected Earth.
As long as she was on Earth, any external magic threat, once it passed through the barrier, could not escape Rimuru's eyes.
What she didn't expect was that the New York Sanctum had actually been breached.
The power of the Dark Dimension was surging!
Is Dormammu causing trouble?
Rimuru was surprised; according to the current historical process, Dr. Stephen Strange's hands had not yet been injured, and he had not yet become Sorcerer Strange.
It was still far from the time for Dormammu to invade Earth; this was again due to her, this little butterfly!
Is Ancient One Master okay?!
Thinking of this, Rimuru couldn't sit still.
"Galan, you rest at home first, I'm going out to do something!"
"It's about the Dark Dimension invasion, isn't it? Aren't we friends? Take me with you!"
Galan refused; she didn't want to rest at home at all.
For friends, one should help each other and go through thick and thin!
"Okay!"
Rimuru smiled, then extended her hand to Galan.
Galan was satisfied and immediately extended her small hand as well.
After a portal opened, the two appeared at the New York Sanctum.
The Sanctum was in a mess, all the core magic arrays were destroyed, and the mages who presided over the barrier were lying scattered on the ground.
The first thing that caught their eyes was the sorrowful Mordo.
At this moment, he was kneeling in front of Ancient One, shouting, "Master, hold on, I'll take you to the hospital."
Ancient One drawing power from the Dark Dimension, although it severely struck Mordo and almost destroyed his belief.
But Ancient One held a high position in his heart, having been as kind as a parent to him, and the feelings of over a decade were not so easy to let go of.
"No need!"
"Don't talk, Master, don't talk, you'll definitely be fine!"
"Mordo, listen to me, I'm tired, I'm really tired!"
The heavily injured Ancient One, with her blood-stained hand, grabbed Mordo's sleeve and said earnestly.
"Mordo, you've always been upright, even a bit stubborn, seeing things as either Black or White. But the World isn't like that; it's more of a gray area!"
"I did draw power from the Dark Dimension, but I didn't lie to you; Dormammu's power is not something ordinary mages like you can control. You've seen what Kaecilius became; he was too presumptuous!"
"If the World is consumed and merges with Dormammu, we certainly gain eternal life, but will humans still be humans then?"
"Death gives meaning to life!"
Mordo, kneeling in front of Ancient One, was extremely confused.
He no longer knew what was right or wrong, what was true or false!
But one feeling he was sure of!
He didn't want Ancient One to die!
But if Ancient One insisted on dying, he had no way to stop her.
However, just at this moment, a blob of Recovery Potion suddenly landed on Ancient One's body.
Who else could it be but Rimuru?
Rimuru's arrival made Mordo ecstatic.
He had heard of Rimuru's Recovery Potion.
It was a true divine medicine that could bring the dead back to life!
But to Mordo's astonishment, the Recovery Potion had no effect on Ancient One.
Seeing Rimuru's arrival, Ancient One said kindly, "Although the Recovery Potion is good, you can't save someone who is determined to die. Don't waste it anymore!"
Rimuru shook her head; Mordo didn't see the reason, but Rimuru completely saw through it.
The Recovery Potion had no effect because Ancient One had transferred it to an alternate dimension.
Rimuru once again slapped a blob of Recovery Potion towards Ancient One and threatened, "Master, I can revive the dead. If you transfer my Recovery Potion away again, I'll wait until you die, then use the Art of Soul Return to revive you!"
Mordo was stunned.
Galan smiled politely, very proud.
Ancient One was also completely stunned and said with a wry smile, "Why are you doing this? Rimuru, you understand me; for me, what difference is there between living and Death? You are too attached to form!"
Rimuru acted shamelessly, "I don't care, as long as you dare to die, I'll revive you!"
Ancient One was speechless.
"I have lived for over three hundred years; it's too long, I'm tired!"
Rimuru shook her head, very firm.
"If you're tired, then think about retirement. Drinking tea, reading newspapers, dancing square dances are all fine. If it's really not working, I don't mind if you find an old partner!"
Pfft!
Mordo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Did Junior Sister always talk to Master like this?
This was too rebellious!
Ancient One's hand in her wide sleeve couldn't help but tremble; with this rebellious disciple around, she suddenly didn't want to die.
She really wanted to hit someone!
"Good child, Death gives meaning to life—"
However, Ancient One's words were interrupted by Rimuru before she could finish.
"Then there's even less need to die. Even if you live for a thousand years, becoming an old turtle, you'll still die for hundreds of millions of years, no rush, no rush!"
Slap!
The Recovery Potions that Ancient One had transferred to the alternate dimension all poured down on her.
After Ancient One recovered, she immediately chased Rimuru throughout the Sanctum.
What does it mean to live like an old turtle?
Rebellious disciple, she's going to clean house today!