For a moment, the battle in the sky became even more intense.
Originally, hundreds of kilometers away, the energy cannons of the battleships could be vaguely seen streaking across the sky, and the explosions of the battleships were like fireflies.
At this moment, the energy cannons of the battleships crisscrossed like bright meteors, and the flames that exploded on the hull and the protective shield were extremely clear.
The Ursa Minor battleships, which were at a disadvantage in terms of performance, had no intention of holding back. The order they received was to exchange as quickly as possible and force the Tyrant Destroyer Fleet to invest more troops.
After using the Skye Enchanted Shock Cannon, their only tactic was to crazily approach the donut shaped battleships and deliver the greatest firepower with the greatest accuracy to the enemy's hull.
Even if the protective shield was broken, it was not impossible to restart it.
With the top-notch performance of the Tyrant Destroyer Battleships, as long as they waited for the overload protection to disappear and recharge, the probability of activating the protective shield again was more than 80%.
The only uncertainty was the time to restart the protective shield.
It could be half an hour, or it could be five minutes, depending on the damage to the battleships themselves.
If they destroyed one now, there would be one less enemy battleship to counterattack.
Under the crazy pressure of the Ursa Minor, the donut shaped battleships could only fire crazily and do their best to resist.
Five minutes later, the remaining four donut shaped battleships were in a precarious situation and could crash at any time.
The Tyrant Destroyer frowned.
He had been thinking for a while, but he still felt that something was wrong, so he didn't immediately order the fleet around him to support them.
The opponent this time was a bit interesting. This thought unconsciously emerged in the mind of the universe's overlord.
…
Half a day ago, in the distant starry sky, Rocket was cursing crazily in the pilot's seat. "You're an idiot, a real big idiot …"
Thor looked at him with a sincere expression. "Well, can we start the jump?"
Rocket stared at him. "Do you know that continuous jumps are very unfriendly to mammals like me?"
Thor was surprised. "What? Aren't you a bear? "
"…" Rocket couldn't help but roar at the idiot. "Bears are also mammals!"
Then, he slapped himself on the forehead. "Well, since I'm dragging you along, it's definitely not a good thing. Fasten your seat belt, we're going to start continuous jumps. "
Thor nodded matter-of-factly and turned his head away. "See, you should've been this straightforward earlier. Now we've wasted another few minutes."
Rocket's face was gloomy. He didn't want to be angry with this guy anymore. "When we reach Earth, I promise I will vomit all my lunch on you, really."
Thor chuckled without saying a word. As soon as I open my armor, any vomit will be reduced to ashes by my lightning power.
Rocket did not know what he was thinking, otherwise he would have threatened to vomit on his head.
At this moment, it just quickly set the destination of the jump and pressed the execute button.
Boom! The exquisite small spaceship flashed in space and rushed to the hyperdrive window not far away at an extremely fast speed. It then dived in and disappeared.
On the spaceship, Rocket couldn't help but roar.
The feeling of continuous warping was worse than severe seasickness.
On the twentieth warp, Rocket felt as if he had been thrown into a blender, crushed, and then glued back together.
Thor's expression was calm, but his left hand gripped the newly forged divine artifact, the Storm Axe.
Unfortunately, he absolutely didn't dare to use its divine power to protect his body. Otherwise, the spaceship was likely to get lost in one of the crossroads.
If he wanted to go to Earth again, it would probably be a few days or even a few months later.
Finally, the endless warps ended, and the spaceship left the hyperdrive channel and entered normal flight.
In the cockpit, the man and the raccoon were silent.
If someone looked through the transparent hatch of the cockpit at this moment, they would see that both the pilot and co-pilot's eyes were blank.
The difference was that Thor's body was stiff, his face pale, and his lips were tightly pursed.
The raccoon couldn't even close its mouth, and it collapsed in the driver's seat, foaming at the mouth.
After a while, when the spaceship had already entered the solar system, Thor finally woke up, leaned over, and vomited on the floor next to him.
Rocket was alarmed by this movement. He struggled to shake his dizzy head and looked over. His eyes suddenly widened, and he cursed. "My spaceship!"
Thor vomited so hard that he didn't have time to take care of it.
The raccoon only grumbled a few words before it suddenly thought of something. It quickly shut up, took out a life dagger, and pressed it tightly to its forehead.
A faint white light fluctuated and turned into a subtle warm current that soaked into its forehead.
The feeling of a kaleidoscope + windmill in its small head was quickly driven away by the warm current, and it returned to normal.
After a full minute, Rocket let out a long breath. "Thank god, I'm finally alive."
Thor, who was next to him, finally vomiting enough, finally raised his head. "You didn't say before that the side effects of continuous warps were so strong."
Rocket rolled his eyes and threw the light dagger in his hand at him. "Stick it to your forehead. It'll be fine in a moment."
Receiving the light dagger, Thor obediently did as he was told, and then he exclaimed softly, "This thing … It's a bit like the Spring of Life of the elves in Alfheim."
Rocket stretched out his hand and used the storage space to collect Thor's energy. "Oh, let's try it out when we have the chance."
Thor shook his head. "How is that possible? That thing is the lifeblood of the elves. It's hard for us Asgard to ask for it, otherwise the elves will think we want to go to war. "
Rocket was stunned. "Is the Spring of Life very rare?"
Thor said, "It's not just rare, it can be regarded as a very rare treasure. Even if I'm seriously injured, I can recover quickly. "
Rocket turned away uninterestedly. "What's the point of saying so much? I still prefer the thing in your hand. At least it's in my hand."
Thor looked at the dagger and nodded in affirmation. "Although the effect is much weaker than that of the Spring of Life and doesn't have much effect on me, it's already very good. Well, where did you get this thing? "
It was a rare thing in the universe for it to work on him, who had the top divine power of Asgard.
It wasn't as good as the Spring of Life. After all, that thing was basically impossible to obtain and could basically be regarded as non-existent.
But the life dagger was actually in his hand.
Hearing this question, Rocket turned his head with a strange expression and looked at the new king of Asgard sympathetically. "I seem to have told you that Big Dipper gave us spatial equipment?"
Thor nodded and immediately understood. "This was also given by him?"
Rocket's sympathy turned to pity. "Of course, and Big Dipper said that the people of Renewal and the Justice Alliance have been popularizing these things for several years. Are you … really an Avenger? "
Thor: "…"
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