"I can't believe that all I did was take a nap … and you sold our freedom?"
Rocket sat on the seat of the Xandar centurion ship with a look of despair. His furry face was filled with sadness of betrayal. Beside him, Groot the Ent scratched his head. He didn't quite understand why Rocket was sad, but he still comforted him in a low voice.
"My name is Groot …"
"Damn it! He was just friendly to you! "
Rocket shook off Groot's tree vine hand and shouted, "Didn't you see how they looked at me? It was like looking at a pet! Oh, damn it! That Overlord, when he looked at people, there was no emotion in his eyes! He's a cold-blooded monster! And you, Groot, I thought you were a rational Ent, but I didn't expect you to be a lunatic! "
He was so sad that he seemed to be able to shed tears at any moment. He said in a low voice,
"You sold my freedom, and most importantly, I didn't get a single cent …"
"My name is Groot!"
The Ent patted Rocket's shoulder with a smile and said softly, "My name is Groot …"
"Damn it! Stay away from me, you're not my best friend anymore! "
Rocket scolded with a face full of disgust, "Only you are willing to go to that damn new world! I want to be a free bounty hunter! I only care about how much money I can earn! Damn Overlord, did he treat you well? Why are you trying so hard to speak up for him! "
The strange exchange between the two lasted for a full 10 minutes. In the end, Daitengu, who was reading a book at the side, couldn't stand it anymore. He threw a high-tech key to the noisy Rocket.
"Actually, if you only care about money … things would be easier."
The cold handsome man stared at the book in his hand and reached out to pick up the drink on the table. He drank elegantly and said, "When the Xandar people left, they left a lot of things behind.
"When the people of Shandar left, they didn't take many things with them. This is the key to the vault of Shandar City's bank. When we return, that place will be under your management. Now … let me have the peace I want.
Rocket held the black key tightly in his hand. As if his face had changed, he jumped up from his seat and hugged the Ent.
"Wow! Groete, you are indeed my lucky star. Picking you up from the Wandering Star Region was the best choice I've ever made. I love you to death … "
"My name is Groot?"
The Ent's wooden face also showed a happy smile. He reached out and put Violent Raccoon on his shoulder, then turned his head and asked. Rocket played with the key with 27 layers of encryption in his hand and replied indifferently:
"For the sake of the treasury, I can kneel down and kiss the toes of the tyrant who brought me wealth! I swear, my loyalty belongs to the Overlord! Until you run out of money! "
"Shut up! Otherwise, I'll sew your mouth shut with the wind! "
Veins popped out on Daitengu's forehead. He finally lost all patience with this noisy raccoon. At the next moment, Rocket quickly zipped up his mouth and hugged his vault key with a blissful expression. His eyes narrowed as though he was hugging heaven.
On the other side, in the conference hall that had been converted into a combat room, a battle of great disparity was going on.
This centurion ship that belonged to Erani Reyr had all kinds of functions, but many of them were not useful to Saber. So, during the half-day stay on Xandar, he made some simple modifications to it. The specific modification process was … to remove all the relaxation and entertainment facilities and office facilities, leaving only an office with a rest function. The other places were all transformed into simple foldable teleportation portals, weapon assembly rooms, and combat rooms.
This ensured that although the ship was only escorted by 50 black assault ships, Saber could summon tens of thousands of demons to join the battle within 10 minutes from the coordinates of the Demon Star, Xandar. In the extreme state, this ship could even directly transport tens of thousands of fully armed demon soldiers from Xandar's arsenal to the center of the battlefield.
Under the modification of the demon sorcerers, Ms. Reyr's elegant ship had completely turned into a flying fortress with a strong magical aura.
Bang!
The fully armed Drax was thrown to the ground by Sim's punch. The two big guys seemed to be evenly matched, but in fact, the battle ended very quickly. It was the same every time.
"Is that all you've got?"
Bang!
Sim's combat boots stepped on Drax's chest, pinning him down. The dark man's bald head shone with a malicious light under the light above. As a mutated high-tier Berserker Demon Lord, the blood of battle had always been surging in Sim's veins, which made him a complete believer in strength. He looked down on the weak, but it was not that he was evil, it was just a habit. In fact, in terms of specific behavior, Sim was much kinder than 90% of the demons.
It was just that he had a strange human form and had a + 100 Ferocious Aura effect. And we all know that people have always judged people by their appearance.
"You dare to call yourself the 'Destroyer' with such little ability?"
Sim mercilessly humiliated Drax's mental state, causing the latter to be enraged. Seiber, who was watching the brawl from the side, noticed that as Drax's anger increased, the strange bright red tattoos all over his body became brighter and brighter. After being easily defeated by Sim for the 17th time, the bright red tattoos on Drax's body had become so red that they looked like they were dyed in blood.
This gave him the vague aura of a ferocious beast. His fists became heavier and heavier, and his movements became crazier and crazier. His resistance also became stronger and stronger, but what replaced it was his rationality that was rapidly decreasing. In the end, Drax couldn't even speak a complete language. He could only rely on his instincts to fight Sim head-on.
Bang!
He punched Sim's face with a scarlet light, forcing the Berserker Demon Lord to retreat for the first time. The Destroyer seemed to be encouraged. He beat his chest with his arms like a gorilla and pounced on Sim. His ten fingers spread open, and his two claws clawed at Sim's scales, sending them flying.
Yes, under the Destroyer's violent attacks, the Berserker Demon even opened up its scales for defense.
But Drax, whose potential had not been fully developed, could only do so much.
"Aha! Interesting! "
Sim's eyes shone with battle fanaticism. He took a step back and dodged Drax's violent attacks. Two dark green flames appeared on his fists. He blocked with his left fist and punched with his right fist. Like a poisonous dragon coming out of its hole, he broke through all of the Destroyer's defenses with one punch and threw his bloodied body into the air. Sim stepped forward again, and his left leg kicked out like an unsheathed blade. A whip kick broke through the wind and landed accurately on the Destroyer's neck.
Bang, bang, bang!
This swift attack sent Drax's body flying like a baseball. He first hit the wall, then the floor. He struggled to prop himself up, but the next moment, he fell to the ground.
Sim used two-thirds of his full strength in that attack and broke half of the bones in the Destroyer's chest. He also showed signs of a concussion. Standing up was something he could no longer do.
Swish!
Sim walked in front of Drax. He squatted down and looked at the Destroyer's unwilling eyes with his tyrannical eyes. He whispered:
"You could have been stronger … But unfortunately, I can't feel your will from your fists. I can only see a wild beast that has gone mad. This madness didn't make you stronger. On the contrary, it limited your strength … You've been blinded by hatred. You're so pitiful … You're a trash!"
"Kill … Kill me!"
Drax struggled and yelled, "Kill me! Don't humiliate me! Don't humiliate my revenge! "
"You … You can't walk the path of revenge."
Sim stood up. His hands were in the pockets of his black military pants. He snorted, "Looks like your wife and daughter died for nothing. I can smell the fear you have towards that damned Luo Nan in your heart. Really …. The current you really is like a coward!"
Sim usually didn't talk so much. It seemed like he really felt pity for Drax's talent. This was probably what we often said about appreciating each other. However, it was a pity that Sim wasn't the only Destroyer. After Muscle Man's battle ended, Sim turned around and left the combat room while humming a hellish song. It was as if he left Drax alone in the darkness, waiting for his death.
Seiber slowly walked out of the darkness and stood not far from Drax. The difference between the two of them was too big. As long as Seiber didn't want the Destroyer to discover him, Drax would never be able to see Seiber standing in front of him.
He saw Drax's clenched fists, saw his lowered head, heard his suppressed sobs, and saw him smash his fists on the ground in despair. He seemed to be in endless pain for his weakness. He seemed to be incomparably sad for his cowardice.
At this moment, Saber discovered that he unexpectedly understood this unreasonable alien.
It turned out that the avengers of every world were the same. They all suffered the same pain. They all searched for an almost impossible hope and relief in the same pain.
"It's very painful, right?"
Saber suddenly asked, "From the moment your wife and child died until now, you've been living in pain and self-blame every day, right?"
"Who! Who's there! "
The Destroyer suddenly raised his head. His face was ferocious. He seemed to have turned back into the villain who dominated Keene Prison. Saber noticed that the wounds on his body had begun to heal. The serious injuries of broken bones seemed to have begun to heal on their own.
This made him even more interested in the Destroyer's potential. Ugh.
"It's you! Overlord … "
Drax recognized this slender black-haired human in front of him. An existence as strong as Sim was as insignificant as a speck of dust in front of this person. In other words, the Overlord's strength had already exceeded Drax's understanding. However, this didn't make him feel fear. After having his most painful scar torn open by Sim, Drax was currently in the process of pursuing self-destruction, so he had nothing to fear.
"Are you here to mock me too?"
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would do such a boring thing?"
Seiber stepped forward and stopped in front of Drax. Faint blue lines of flames quickly intertwined behind him, stopping and weaving to form a Flame Throne. Seiber sat on top of it, hugging his scythe as he looked at the Destroyer and whispered, "Let's go.
"You've lived in pain for so long. Have you ever drawn strength from pain?"
"I … I don't understand!"
Drax lowered his head in shame. Sim's words had awakened him. He suddenly realized that in the past, he really only cared about hatred. He had never thought about true revenge. And now, the Overlord had asked the same question. This time, he did not refute. Instead, he lowered his head and admitted his inadequacies.
"I don't understand … Please teach me!"
He knelt on one knee with great difficulty. His arrogant head was lowered to the ground in this moment. "Please teach me how to become stronger."
"Your tragedy was because you got one thing wrong …"
A cigar jumped out of Saber's fingers. He lit it up. In the darkness, the sparks flickered. Saber spoke softly.
"Your loved ones are your most precious things. You should have protected them, but you didn't have the strength to do so. If you had enough strength, Luo Nan wouldn't have been able to kill your loved ones. So when Luo Nan set his sights on you, you had already failed. And if you had the strength, you could have fought back when Sim humiliated you, instead of hiding here and crying helplessly like a woman … So, tell me. Why did you fail?"
"I … I'm too weak!"
The Destroyer said bitterly, "I'm as weak as dust that can be casually trampled on."
"You lack strength. An avenger who lacks strength is the most terrifying tragedy … Do you want strength?"
Saber's voice rang out like a demon. Drax subconsciously nodded.
"I need strength!"
He changed his posture. He knelt on both knees, placed his hands on the ground, and touched his head to the ground. He spoke sincerely.
"Please bestow upon me enough strength for revenge!"
"But all strength has a price … Are you prepared to pay?"
Saber looked at Drax. He didn't care if the person in front of him was loyal or not. Right now, he lacked manpower, but he didn't need a weakling like the Destroyer. The current Drax couldn't even defeat a Higher Demon. Saber was simply curious. He wanted to see how far this avenger could go after receiving the necessary help.
Drax's special constitution made him think of a guy who would give everyone a headache … Hulk!
"I'm willing to pay everything!"
Drax raised his head and looked at Saber. Flames danced in his eyes. Those flames could burn the opponent, but they could also burn himself. Those were the eyes of a desperate madman.
"After ending my hatred with Luo Nan, I will become the sharpest sword in your hand! I swear on the name of Drax to the War Spirit! I will never betray you! "
"Then stand up … I don't need a kneeling slave. From today onwards, you will be the last Demon Warrior of The Devil Gang. You are the end of an era, but you will also be the beginning of a new era … Let me see how far you can go in this star field …"
"Don't disappoint me, my Red Giant …"
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