"Hahahaha! Well done! Our mercenaries have successfully invaded the enemy's city and are causing killing and destruction on a large scale!"

"Look! Their fleet formation is beginning to become chaotic, and some of the warships are trying to turn to rescue the attacked planet."

"Don't hesitate! Stop all the warships! Let's defeat the enemy in one fell swoop and win the war!"

"Charge the main gun array immediately! I need a salvo to tear through the defense line!"

"Iliad's main guns fully charged!"

"The main gun of the Flame has been charged!"

"Endeavor's main guns have been reloaded!"

…

As one warship after another on the communication channel responded to the orders issued by the flagship, the most powerful energy weapon in the human fleet suddenly misfired briefly.

Only the secondary guns, torpedo tubes and missile tubes continued to fire out real ammunition, penetrating the dense interception fire network of the enemy fleet.

Most of them will explode under the attack of energy weapons, turning into huge thermonuclear fireballs that illuminate the dark universe.

Yes, you read that right.

All the physical ammunition used by this expeditionary force are powerful thermonuclear weapons - hydrogen bombs.

Based on this point alone, it is not difficult to see that the Human Rights Alliance's military action this time is aimed at annihilation.

Even top battleships like the Victory carried more than one cyclone torpedo.

As long as there was stubborn resistance or heavy casualties during the attack, Grant Ward would not hesitate to give the order to use this destructive weapon.

After all, the Human Union has now mastered the technology of planetary transformation.

Even if the entire surface of the planet is blown to a complete destruction, it can still be restored through the world transformation engine.

However, considering the time and cost required in this process, it is best not to use it if possible.

After all, the Mousterian civilization had developed to a fairly advanced level, even creating superconducting power grids and high-power, low-loss power wireless transmission technology.

If a large amount of infrastructure can be preserved intact, it will definitely be a rare treasure for the upcoming human immigrants on Earth.

What's more, this can also win it more points in politics.

As all the main guns of the entire fleet completed charging, the commander of the Moster fleet soon noticed something unusual and tried desperately to call back the warships that had turned around to rescue the mother planet.

Because their shield system adopts a swarm-like strategy.

Only when all the warships gather together and turn on their shields to support each other can they withstand the bombardment of high-powered energy weapons.

This is also why the Mosterian fleet is particularly afraid of tactical penetrations from the expeditionary force.

Once there is a problem with the formation, the originally solid shield will immediately have a gap, and the opponent will take advantage of the opportunity to break in.

Likewise, the mercenaries from Baator who were experienced in combat had obviously also noticed this, which was why they used teleportation magic to land on the surface of the planet in advance and carried out killing and destruction without restraint.

After all, whether it is the devil, fallen angels, or evil creatures such as yugoloths and demons, each and every one of them is particularly good at exploiting human weaknesses.

Regardless of race, anyone with a little empathy would never sit idly by and watch their homes, relatives, compatriots, and friends in the rear being massacred and ravaged by invaders.

So although these guys are insidious, vicious, and inhumane, what they are playing is not a conspiracy at all, but an open and unsolvable conspiracy.

If the Mousterian fleet did not come back to rescue, their rear area would be littered with hundreds of millions of corpses, the foundation of their entire civilization would be hollowed out, and ordinary soldiers might even mutiny because of extreme anger, sadness, and excitement.

If they turned back to rescue, the originally strong defense line would be weakened, triggering a chain reaction leading to collapse.

So no matter which one you choose, it would be wrong.

There is no way, because this is the sadness of being a weak person.

It's like Thanos, the director of the Marvel Universe's Family Planning Commission, massacred half of the population of those planets at will and never cared about the thoughts of the local natives.

Admiring the chaotic state of the Moster fleet on the screen, Grant Ward pursed his lips and gave orders in a slightly cold and cruel tone.

“Fire!!!!”

moment!

The main guns of the expeditionary fleet, which had originally disappeared, began to fire at full power.

In just a moment, the entire dark and deep space around was illuminated by the dazzling light generated by the energy beams.

The terrifying power directly penetrated the opponent's shield system, creating an enormous hole in it.

All the warships behind this hole were blown up on the spot without exception, and the antimatter engines exploded on the spot, creating a spectacular and shocking scene.

Just one strike! More than one-fifth of the enemy fleet was wiped out.

What's even more terrible is that the disappearance of these warships has caused countless weak points on the shield, and even huge holes.

"It's now! All forces attack!"

Although Grant Ward was not a qualified commander, he could see that his side had completely secured victory after this round of volleys, so he immediately began his performance as a politician in front of the camera.

The female reporter accompanying the army also cooperated very well and urged the photographer to record this scene that would be remembered in human history.

It was not difficult to tell from the love and admiration revealed unintentionally in her eyes that she had obviously been completely conquered by the other party, and conquered both mentally and physically.

After all, no woman can resist a young, handsome, powerful man who knows how to please her and is full of strong personal charm.

In fact, Grant Ward relied on this trick to have relationships with many female agents within SHIELD and obtain the information he wanted.

Now it is easy to use it to deal with those vain women in big cities who have never received any relevant training.

Not only the female reporters accompanying the army, but also many female officers and female soldiers have established unknown intimate relationships with him.

Of course, Grant Ward did this not because he couldn't control his lower body, but simply used his own "beauty" to make these women do things for him, thereby increasing his influence in the expeditionary force.

Unlike those short-sighted politicians who came to power through elections, he was well aware that these officers and soldiers who followed him to win the first foreign war for mankind on Earth were an unimaginable blessing.

Many of them will gradually move up to higher positions because of their achievements.

If they could be brought under their command at this time, or if they could develop it into a member of Hydra, then the future of the Human Alliance would inevitably fall under their control little by little.

By that time, when the entire military system and bureaucratic system are all Hydra, it will be natural for me to establish a human empire and become the supreme leader.

Grant Ward is undoubtedly a smart man who knows where his strength and power come from and how to give back.

Just as he was staring at the counter in his hand that was used to calculate the number of souls plundered, the expeditionary fleet had already rushed into the enemy's formation in an organized manner, and launched a final fight with bayonets almost face to face.

At this moment, the seemingly "primitive and backward" weapons and tactics such as macro cannons, ramming horns, boarding boats, torpedoes, etc. from the human empire in the Warhammer universe finally began to show their terrible power.

Especially the shooting from the broadside macro cannons, as long as two or three shells hit the target, an enemy large warship could be completely destroyed.

As for the more powerful torpedoes, they can hit the target with one shot and directly blow the Moster's most powerful warship into pieces.

Obviously, these slightly "retro" style of play make many older commanders feel as if they have returned to the era of giant ships and cannons, where the blood-boiling naval decisive battles were fought. They all stood up from their seats excitedly and shouted at their men.

Led by the Astartes warriors, the clone soldiers rushed into the enemy's warships like sharp knives. Like the Vikings who once terrified the whole of Europe, they engaged in the bloodiest and most casualty-inflicted close combat along the narrow passages.

Facts have proved that no matter how backward the weapons and tactics are, as long as they are used properly, they can exert unexpected power at critical moments.

But the price was that in just less than half an hour, the death toll reached three million.

If this happened to a natural person, the entire political arena on earth would probably be in an uproar.

But now, senior generals only need to cross out these clones who don't even have names, only a series of numbers, from the military's list.

There is no need to consider political and public opinion impact, no need to pay pensions to family members, and even a symbolic funeral does not need to be held.

There is no doubt that this ultimate cost-effectiveness is enough to make any general fall in love with clone soldiers.

Some more radical ones even propose to completely replace natural humans with clones.

Because they are not afraid of death and obey orders 100%, they are born for war.

If it weren't for the fact that the troops recruited from various countries by the Human Alliance might cause a violent backlash, it would be estimated that this time it would not be just tens of millions of clone soldiers, but hundreds of millions.

Moreover, the biggest internal reason why the cloning program was successfully implemented was that all countries did not want their soldiers to suffer too many losses in an interstellar war and be unable to explain to the voters, so they planned to let clones be responsible for performing the most dangerous tasks that were most likely to cause large-scale deaths.

The sophisticated selfishness and meanness that comes from human nature are fully reflected in this game.

But they would never have thought that Pandora's box had been opened from the moment they agreed to use clone soldiers.

Next, all kinds of crazy technologies such as enhanced humans, modified humans, robot servants, and wetware will be used in colonial expansion.

With the complete collapse and disintegration of the Mousterian fleet and its becoming the target of hunting by the expeditionary force, the first colonial war in human history basically came to an end.

Although some captains abandoned their hometowns and compatriots and chose to flee in fear and despair, it no longer mattered.

Because the best outcome for them is to become interstellar pirates or mercenaries, and there is no way they can threaten the Earth Human Alliance that is about to establish the first colony here.

After all enemy ships were either sunk or captured, the huge expeditionary force finally divided into three groups and landed in the orbits of the three planets.

At this moment, many densely populated areas on the ground below have completely turned into a purgatory.

Under the combined influence of various legendary magics and spell-like abilities, more than tens of billions of people have died.

But the corpses were pulled up in large numbers by necromancy magic, and people armed with advanced energy weapons carried out indiscriminate massacres of Most civilians on a large scale.

The cruelty and efficiency were beyond description, and made everyone in the fleet who saw this scene gasp involuntarily.

Especially after witnessing an alien child less than one meter tall being pounced on and eaten alive by the Undead Ghouls, Captain America Steve Rogers was completely outraged. He clenched his fists and growled, "Beast! Is this what the Human Alliance wants?"

In contrast, Iron Man's expression was not very good either, but he still forced himself to ask back: "What else?

Should we keep them as slaves like we did with blacks and Indians? I think the current black problem in the United States has already sounded the alarm for those gentlemen in Congress.

Although slavery can bring huge benefits, it will also bring huge social problems and troubles in the future.

What's more, they now have clones, so they will certainly not leave behind a group of aliens to be destroyed by us.

After all, clones are genetically identical to natural humans, and the offspring they produce will not have any obvious characteristics."

"Are you defending this inhumane massacre?"

Captain America was obviously a little angry and subconsciously wanted to strangle Tony Stark's neck.

But the latter obviously did not give him this opportunity, and directly swung his arm wrapped in armor to push him away, and reminded him in a stern tone: "Calm down, old popsicle.

I am not your punching bag, and I have no obligation to explain anything to you.

If you have a problem with this approach, then follow Grant Ward's example and run for politics while you still have some fame and prestige.

Only when you gain power will you be qualified to make changes to our civilization.

And I doubt whether you can survive in this dirty and treacherous environment with your current personality."

"So according to you, we should just watch and do nothing?"

Steve Rogers asked harshly as he tore off his uniform violently and threw it to the ground.

Whenever he saw the American flag logo on clothes and shields, he would feel an immense hatred and disgust.

I even wondered how I could have been so possessed back then that I actually thought that being able to incorporate these elements into the uniform represented supreme honor. It was simply stupid.

“I have said that neither America nor human beings have ever been associated with words like kindness and nobility.

It's all just your wishful thinking.

All I have done is just to contribute to my own civilization from the perspective of an Earthling.

If you cannot accept such massacres and genocide, you'd better quit this morning and find a job as a police officer or volunteer.

Otherwise, if you continue like this, you will drive yourself crazy sooner or later.

In addition, the fleet will soon begin orbital bombardment, and those aliens who are still trying to put up a final resistance will be wiped out within seventy-two hours. "

After saying this, Iron Man no longer paid attention to Captain America and walked straight to his own room in the flagship.

It was not difficult to tell from his clenched fists that he was actually not calm inside, but he was just holding on.

After all, anyone with a bit of compassion and moral sense will feel both psychological and physiological discomfort after witnessing such a scene.

But fortunately, the military has never been a place that talks about human rights and humanity, but rather a violent organization that seeks to maximize toughness and obedience.

So no matter what the officers above and the soldiers below thought, they still entered the planetary orbit and began bombing as planned.

In just a few hours, the defense system in the planet's orbit was completely destroyed, and the military facilities on the ground were plowed from top to bottom.

Seeing that the large-scale resistance was becoming less and less, or even completely disappearing, a general lowered his voice and asked carefully: "Sir, should we send ground troops, or let the mercenaries do all the dirty work?"

"Send five million clone soldiers to each planet. As for the natural soldiers and officers, forget about them. I don't want to make a joke of humans surrendering to the enemy."

Grant Ward glanced at his men behind him who had reluctant expressions on their faces, and a hint of helplessness was revealed in his tone.

He is really worried now. If he lets these guys go, some of them might turn against the aliens and join the alien camp to resist human occupation and colonization.

Don't think this is a joke!

People in most countries in the world, regardless of their level of education, have a simple sense of justice to a greater or lesser extent.

This sense of justice drives them to step forward when they see heinous atrocities, risking their lives to do something.

For example, there are journalists who secretly took photos and videos to expose the atrocities of the army during the war and were eventually killed, and there are heroes who were tortured and killed to protect women and children.

It is these people who uphold the moral bottom line of mankind and are the concrete embodiment of the shining side of human nature.

But unfortunately, this kind of shining point of humanity is the most undesirable in this expedition.

Because any kindness and appeasement may bring endless trouble.

No one knows whether those white leftists who have nothing to do and have enough food to eat will support the establishment of an alien protection foundation in a few years, and then demand privileges like those black people, and ask the earthlings to pay exorbitant compensation for destroying their homes.

In order to solve the problem once and for all, Grant Ward knew that he had to kill all the indigenous inhabitants of the galaxy without leaving a single one alive.

Of course, he will not bear the moral blame, but it will be borne by the mercenaries from Baator.

When everything is settled, he only needs to stand up and make harsh accusations and scoldings, and then expel all the mercenaries.

Anyway, both parties have already signed the contract, and the mercenaries don't care about their reputation as long as the commission is not in arrears.

"I see. Don't worry, I know what to do."

The general immediately showed a thoughtful expression, and then began to assign tasks to the landing troops.

After a while, a large number of landing craft and small spaceships separated from the mother ship in batches, broke through the atmosphere, and landed on the surface of the three planets.

As the highest-ranking technical adviser in the army, Tony Stark fought for a spot.

After all, he is the owner of Stark Industries, the most powerful military technology leader in North America, and also one of the world's top capitalists.

At least from the perspective of the Human Rights Federation, this person can definitely be considered an "insider".

And unlike Steve Rogers, who has an overly high moral standard, Iron Man is actually a very realistic person, as can be seen from the fact that he accepted the Sokovia Accords and agreed to the government's supervision of the Avengers.

Therefore, the current Avengers is actually led by him, rather than Captain America who was originally promoted by Nick Fury.

When the landing craft landed on a high ground filled with the fragrance of birds and flowers, Tony Stark finally walked out of the open hatch and set foot on this completely unfamiliar land.

He first looked around and confirmed that there was no danger. Then he bent down and picked a beautiful flower that kept changing colors from the ground. He forced himself to speak in a teasing tone, "I think it must be some kind of chemical element at work. What do you think?"

"Sorry, boss, I think you asked the wrong person. The only thing I can answer is that these beautiful flowers will definitely win the favor of the girls."

Being in a completely unfamiliar alien environment made him feel very nervous, and he would immediately raise his gun and be ready to pull the trigger at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Relax, man. This planet has just been bombarded from orbit, and our fleet is parked in orbit around the planet. There are millions of clone troops cleaning up the remaining enemies. The possibility of us encountering danger is so low that it is almost negligible."

Iron Man obviously noticed his bodyguard's reaction, turned around, opened his visor, smiled and comforted him.

Hearing this, Happy finally relaxed a little, opened his visor and admired the flora and fauna here that were completely different from those on Earth, and asked in an uncertain tone: "So this is our place now?"

“That’s right.

According to the Human Alliance's plan, they will migrate at least 100 million people to each planet.

In addition, some of the clone soldiers will be left behind to serve as full-time farmers, workers, police or garrison troops.

According to the agreement signed previously, Stark Industries can obtain a piece of land here that is equivalent to the area of California for development.

We also have the right of first choice.

How about it, isn’t it good? "

Tony Stark opened the box he carried with him and released hundreds of small drones used to detect terrain and topography.

Since the outer space fleet has released a large number of satellites, this planet can now not only conduct reconnaissance and positioning, but also transmit sound and images.

"Huh? What? A piece of land the size of California? Owned entirely by Stark Industries? Oh my god! Does that mean you're going to be king?"

Happy opened his mouth in shock, seemingly unable to believe what he heard.

You have to know that California has an area of 423,970 square kilometers, which is one of the largest states in the world even if it is taken out alone.

If Stark Industries could own such a piece of land, it would not only take off from the spot but also become a country within a country.

He even felt that the top leaders of the Human League were completely crazy to make such a promise.

"King? Hahahaha! You're really humorous."

Iron Man smiled and shook his head, then patiently explained: "The Human Alliance does this to speed up the development of the occupied colonies.

Only when large enterprises and large conglomerates invest money can we attract more people to migrate here.

What's more, it's not just us. Other companies that invest in the expedition fleet will also receive corresponding returns.

So you can understand that we are now entering an era similar to the development of the West in American history.

The government will relax its supervision on everything and allow all industries to develop wildly in the colonies. How big a share they can take depends entirely on their own abilities and appetites.

And this expedition is just the beginning.

Once we have digested most of it, we will soon embark on more expeditions until we grow into a vast interstellar civilization.

Perhaps this is what the great demon Lord Soth wants to see.

He is constantly tempting and urging us to become stronger and stronger through various methods..."

Before Tony Stark could finish his words, a black figure descended from the sky and landed steadily just a few meters above the ground. He smiled and clapped his hands, praising, "Congratulations, you guessed it right. Soth is really good at judging people. You are one of the few truly smart people on Earth."

"Ms. Kara! Why are you here?"

Iron Man raised his head and looked at the Kryptonian girl in front of him with a very surprised expression.

If he remembered correctly, the other party should not have set out with the expedition fleet.

“Soth asked me to help calm the situation and prevent interference from potential threats such as the Kree Empire, the Shi’ar Empire, and Thanos.

You should know that this universe is not a wild primeval forest, but is full of dangers that you cannot see.

Just when I came here, I just dealt with a group of guys of unknown origin at the edge of the galaxy."

Kara gave a straightforward answer.

"You mean... we've been targeted?"

Tony Stark's expression changed slightly.

Kara nodded without hesitation: “Yes.

Long before you began to build your fleet, spying from outside the solar system began.

Because the moment you gain the ability to travel between stars and wage war, you have joined the game of hegemony among civilizations.

Especially those hegemons, they will never sit idly by and watch a powerful civilization rise rapidly and threaten their position.

So, as Soth said, this is a road of no return full of thorns, but it is also the only way to become a strong person. "

"Who are those guys? The Kree? Thanos' men?" Iron Man asked impatiently.

Because he understood that if nothing unexpected happened, these guys would become enemies of human civilization in the future.

"Sorry, I don't know either. Because their battleship was blown up by my punch. As for the people inside, they were probably turned into dust in the universe in an instant."

Kara spread her hands innocently.

As a Kryptonian who has been repeatedly strengthened, with her current strength, things like space battleships are no different from toys. They can be easily destroyed by fists or heat vision.

Moreover, because she had spent so much time with Zuo Si, she was used to leaving all the brainwork to him, so she didn't even bother to ask about his identity.

These words undoubtedly made Tony Stark's mouth twitch slightly, and he sighed helplessly: "Well, no matter who these evil-minded enemies are, at least they should not dare to have any more ideas in the short term."

Kara responded smugly, “I think so too.

After all, if the other party has any sense, he will understand what the debris floating in the space means.

Oh, by the way, there is one more thing I need to tell you.

There is news about the previously missing Captain Marvel, Carol Danvers."

"Oh? What news?"

Iron Man asked impatiently.

Ever since seeing this lady's performance in battle, both S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Human Alliance have been tracking her whereabouts.

It’s a pity that in the end, nothing was gained.

Even the Hydra members recruited by Grant Ward said that they didn't know where Alexander Pierce hid Carol Danvers.

Combined with Hydra's horrifying brainwashing and mind control, many high-ranking members of the Humanitarian Alliance are unable to sleep or eat.

After all, this guy has the serious ability to destroy planets like Earth.

It would be a terrible disaster if the remnants of Alexander Pierce successfully brainwashed Carol Danvers and brought her back for revenge.

The only thing that makes the Union feel fortunate is that there are still top combat forces such as Kryptonian Girl and Supreme Sorcerer Ancient One on Earth. If all else fails, they can go to Baator Hell to ask for help from the Great Demon God Zuo Si.

"A woman who looks like Carol Danvers has been seen in Sokovia. However, the authenticity of this remains to be determined."

After saying this, Kara ignored the other party's reaction and turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the sky.

Not long after, she arrived at the surface of the planet closest to one of the stars. She leaned her head on Zuo Si's shoulder like a little bird. After half a minute, she spoke: "I have told Tony Stark the news. Do you think that with the current strength of the Avengers, it is possible to defeat Carol Danvers?"

"Haha, how can you know if you don't try? You know, pressure brings motivation.

Just like the Human Union had to embark on interstellar colonization and expansion after owing huge debts.

Through the souls plundered in this war and massacre, they can basically pay off all the debts they owed before.

But this is obviously not a good thing for the development of human civilization.

Because they will lose the sense of urgency, and their tense nerves will relax.

So in order to maintain the current high-speed development model, I have to provide them with a little extra motivation.

Imagine if the Earth was in crisis again and had to borrow money from the bank in Baator, would they have to quickly launch another war in order to repay the debt?

And do you think I gave them the technology of cloning humans and artificial wombs for no reason?"

As he said this, the corners of Zuo Si's mouth curled up significantly, and from head to toe he exuded the sinister, cunning, and evil that were unique to a great devil.

Want to lie flat?

Want to be comfortable? Want to live a leisurely life?

Dream on!

Roll up the fucking balls! If anyone dares to slack off a little, he will whip them hard from behind.

The debt trap is one of the most effective means.

Kara looked up at the most important man in her life with admiration, and asked with interest, "So you deliberately arranged everything for Baron Stark?"

“Well, yes.

Today, Baron Strucker not only has Scarlet Witch, Quicksilver and Captain Marvel in his hands.

There is also a mind scepter and advanced weaponry to start a war.

It's definitely good enough to be the villain in the next stage.

I hope Tony Stark doesn’t disappoint me this time, otherwise it would be too boring if the situation becomes one-sided.”

Zuo Si reached out his hand and gently stroked the beautiful and delicate face of the Kryptonian girl and gave an affirmative answer.

After all, a battle is more interesting when both sides are evenly matched.

The scene where a superhero beats up the villain super artificial intelligence - Ultron is too cliché.

He prepares the superheroes to step up their intensity.

For example, Captain Marvel, Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch versus the Avengers plus Ultron.

Of course, this Ultron must be the version with the Mind Stone and Vibranium body.

As for Vision, that disgrace and waste, he should get as far away from me as possible.

I hate the good-natured guys and the saintly guys the most.

"Ha! You're so bad! But I like it!"

Kara came closer with a smile, put her arms around Zuo Si's neck and kissed him on the lips.

Just as she was enjoying this intimacy and excitement and was about to go further, the communicator in the pocket of her tight combat suit suddenly made a shrill sound.

At first the Kryptonian girl wanted to ignore it, but after it rang for several minutes in a row, she finally stopped in anger and complained in a low voice: "Damn it! At this time! If it's not important, I swear no matter who he is, he will never have a good life."

"Hahaha! Look at yourself now. You're just like an unsatisfied, lustful woman."

Zuo Si laughed and pinched the girl's nose.

Kara threw him a coquetish look before taking out her communicator and pressing the answer button.

moment!

A slightly hurried voice came from the other side.

"Hello, hello? Is this the employer? I'm Rocket! We've got the Cosmic Orb! Where do we go to trade now?"

Rocket?

When Zuo Si heard this familiar name, he was immediately surprised, and the image of a little raccoon appeared in his mind.

Kara obviously noticed the change in her man's expression, and immediately revealed a hint of pride, and responded immediately: "I am the employer. Where are you now?"

"We just escaped from Xandar and are currently looking for a safe place."

Rocket Raccoon quickly reported his location.

It was easy to tell from the impatience in his tone that he really wanted to get rid of this hot potato and exchange it for money.

"Then let's go to the void."

Before Kara could reply, Zuo Si gave the address first.

"The Void? Wait! Who are you?"

Raccoon Rocket was clearly wary of the strange male voice.

Kara could only agree upon seeing this: "Let's go to the Land of Nothingness to trade. Don't worry, he is the real employer of this transaction."

"Real employer? Damn it! Why do I feel like I've been cheated? Let me make it clear in advance that you'd better be able to afford the price of the Cosmic Spirit Orb, otherwise I will look for other buyers."

After saying that, Rocket Raccoon immediately cut off the communication.

"Well, now you should explain to me how you got in touch with this interesting little guy?"

Zuo Si stroked his chin with an interested expression.

"Of course it's okay to tell you. But the prerequisite is that you satisfy me first."

Kara winked playfully, then began to take off the tight black combat suit on her body.

Although the surface temperature of this planet was over 600 degrees Celsius due to its close proximity to the star, the loss had no effect on the two of them.

Just as a thrilling hand-to-hand combat was about to begin, far away on the other side of the universe, a group of people who had just escaped from the prison on Xandar were sitting on the spaceship and looking at each other.

Especially Star-Lord Peter Quill, who questioned in an extremely distrustful tone: "Are you sure this so-called buyer is reliable? You know, the bounty for this thing on the black market is enough to buy several planets."

"Shut up! Idiot! You don't understand how powerful that woman is. With her power, she can easily get any amount of money she wants. Not to mention the real buyer behind her."

Rocket Raccoon angrily glared at the culprit who caused him to be put in prison.

"What's her name?"

Thanos' good daughter Gamora narrowed her eyes and tested.

"Um... I think her name is Kara Zor-El? Anyway, she gave us a large advance as a deposit. For such a generous employer, I think it would be more reliable to sell it to her than to anyone else."

Rocket said as he began to manipulate the ship's star map, trying to find the shortest route.

"Kara Zor-El? How come I've never heard of this name..."

Gamora frowned subconsciously.

After all, in this universe, anyone with a little bit of strength will basically receive the attention of Thanos.

"Okay, don't think too much, let's go to the Land of Nothingness and meet first.

Anyway, no matter what, we have to sell this damn thing as soon as possible.

Otherwise, both Ronan and the Marauders will keep hunting us down.

And after being in jail for so long, I was desperate to find a place to have a drink and have some fun.”

As the last word came out of his mouth, Rocket Raccoon started the engine of the spaceship.

When Star-Lord saw this, he immediately shouted, "Hey! Who allowed you to touch my ship?"

"Sorry, we are in a hurry now. You are driving too slowly."

Rocket Raccoon fastened his seat belt without hesitation and completed all operations with very skillful movements. He then started the hyperdrive engine and disappeared from the spot instantly with everyone in it.