It was as difficult as asking a person to suddenly stop their heart when they were running.
If they had to keep running and stopping, it would be even more impossible.
Thankfully, Luke's Star of Justice clone wasn't that "scientific." Thus, after the clone fell into hibernation, Big Dipper on Earth still retained a certain degree of consciousness and could receive and send messages.
This was also the reason why Big Dipper didn't come out to snatch the job when Selina went to look for Loki, because he couldn't.
Until he got the scepter and closed the spatial gate, Luke wouldn't pin his hopes on the other side.
This was the second time Luke had seen how strong Thor was.
As Thor's younger brother, even if Loki wasn't as strong as Thor, he still wasn't someone that anyone could kill in a few moves.
If he missed, it was very likely that the other party would simply hide and let the Chitauri army overwhelm the two squads.
If Luke were in Loki's position, he would definitely do the same thing.
Only the victor would have the last laugh.
Suppressing his impatience, Luke slowly approached Chitauri's second flagship.
He had calculated his route when he floated out from under the wreckage of the battleship.
There was no resistance in space, so he passed through the gap and approached the flagship.
It wasn't until he was about to approach the flagship that he carefully used his telekinesis to change his direction so that he slowly floated parallel to the surface of the ship.
Only then did he confirm that the Chitauri flagship's detection device wasn't too sharp.
He had used his telekinesis several times just now to adjust his direction. His hibernation state had basically been lifted, but the Chitauri soldiers around him still didn't do anything unusual.
He didn't think that the Chitauri needed to play hard to get at this moment.
With the absolute advantage, the little bugs that got close to him would just be reduced to ashes like they had done just now.
Secretly delighted, Luke had already shifted his attention to the second flagship next to him — or rather, its interior.
It wasn't long before he had a thought, and a hundred-kilogram time bomb appeared in a gap inside the flagship.
Five minutes!
This was his overall plan for this operation.
Earth wouldn't be able to hold out for long. No matter how many time bombs he could stuff into the Chitauri flagship in five minutes, he had to take action.
As the saying went, man proposes, God disposes. Whether or not he could directly take down this flagship would depend on luck.
Thus, while his teammates fought fiercely on Earth, Luke drifted in space like a dead fish.
Only when his mental power detected a suitable gap would he use the release function of his inventory to stuff the weapons into the gap and detonate them at the same time.
The further he went, the faster he glided outside Chitauri's flagship, and the higher the frequency of stuffing things into his mouth.
By the time the five-minute countdown ended, he had inserted the last killer weapon exactly 20 seconds ago.
This string of killer weapons spread along the two forks of the flagship in the shape of an X, shrouding at least a quarter of it.
Boom! Boom boom boom boom!
A slightly longer bang rang out inside the flagship, followed by a series of muffled explosions.
However, Luke, who was still floating in space like a salted fish, couldn't hear it.
He only looked at the virtual projection on the combat suit's eye patch and praised sincerely, "How spectacular is the art of 27 big fireworks!"
The soundless darkness of space only served to accentuate the magnificence of the incomparably dazzling flames and the spray of debris.
At that moment, he was no longer as careful. With a push of his Telekinesis, he nimbly flipped to the top of the side where the explosion had taken place, and continued to drift toward the other two forks that hadn't been damaged yet. He couldn't help but mutter inwardly, "I'm a salted fish, I can't see me. I'm a salted fish, I can't see me. "
That blast just now was just a small display of art. It might not be able to destroy this behemoth.
If the Chitauri tried to cut off its limbs to survive, it would be able to preserve more than half of the hull.
This design wasn't rare at all. Even warships on Earth had watertight cabins, and it was hard to say that this interstellar warship didn't have any.
But it wasn't a big problem.
As long as he blew up the two forks that were still intact, there shouldn't be many Chitauris left alive on this flagship.
With a pious heart for top-notch art, Luke embarked on a long journey of searching for mines.
Suddenly, openings opened on the flagship's hull, and one aircraft after another flew out. Most of them charged directly toward the side where the explosion had taken place.
These aircraft weren't flat, but round and had robotic arms that looked like they had been amputated. They were more than ten times larger than flat aircraft.
With just a glance, Luke had a rough idea that these were probably aircraft used for emergency repairs.
It seemed that the Chitauris still wanted to protect this flagship.
Looking at a hole that was quickly closing not far away, Luke chuckled inwardly. Perfect!
With a thought of his Telekinesis, he drew an arc and plunged into the hole.
A moment later, the hole behind him closed, and a door dozens of meters away opened. A bunch of people with gray skin surged in, and the round maintenance aircraft were moved to the huge room inside the hole.
Still relying on his Telekinesis, Luke floated lightly in the air and passed by these "people" not far away. In passing, he put down a hundred-kilogram weapon behind a pile of boxes in a corner, but the timer was changed to two minutes.
After leaving the door that these people had come out from, Luke found that he had entered a huge passage. There were other passages around him, and flat aircraft kept shuttling back and forth, looking very busy.
Following the direction that Fu had given him, he quickly floated toward the center of the X-shaped hull.
Fortunately, somewhere along the way, he caught a ride on a downwind aircraft.
Although it wasn't a direct route, he was within a hundred meters of the center in less than a minute.
A tightly shut door appeared in front of him. All the aircraft had to stop here, and couldn't enter directly.
Luke wasn't in a hurry.
On his way here, he had put down two weapons at the junction of the two holes and the passage. At that moment, it was almost time to detonate them.
Luke didn't stop and went to the passage on the side.
A moment later, there was a rumble of an explosion. Dodging the most intense wave of heat and impact, Luke leaned against the bulkhead outside the center.
This time, the explosion caused even more chaos.
The three forks on the entire X-shaped hull had been attacked, which definitely wasn't a trivial matter.
The aircraft were scurrying back and forth like headless flies, and the round maintenance aircraft were especially busy.
Luke was greatly relieved as he floated through the bulkhead and stuffed even more advanced weapons into the center. This kind of "art" that weighed a ton was naturally ten times more advanced than a hundred-kilogram "art."
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