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Chapter 650

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Until he left the collector's store, Saber's mood was in a state of tossing and turning. Logically speaking, all the problems this time had been solved in a very specific way, and the next thing to do was to solve them. However, many things in this world could not be solved just by getting the solution. To do big things, strength and luck were indispensable.

"There are still 17 hours left!"

Saber sat in the command chair of the centurion's ship. He waved to the people waiting behind him, "Go and prepare enough supplies, fuel, and then rest. When Quill comes back, we should set off."

"Yes!"

The people behind him bowed in unison and then left quietly, leaving Saber here alone. He needed to think. In the face of the difficult choice now, he had to sort out a plan that was at least theoretically feasible for himself.

Saber played with two rings shining with different colors in his hand. The red one had a ring-shaped double-horn symbol on the surface, which looked like abstract bull horns, while the yellow ring had crisscrossing lines on the surface. At first glance, it looked like the ring surface was divided into three fan shapes. According to the collector's method, he only needed to bring it up to connect the two lantern ring legions of wrath and fear. As long as he went to their legions' location once, he would be able to connect the corresponding psionic powers.

However, Saber did not intend to do this at the moment. Firstly, because of the Universal Orb, he did not have the leisure time. Secondly, he could feel that a single lantern ring did not seem to increase his strength much. At least, it was not as strong as he imagined. At most, it would just be icing on the cake.

As for the Black Lantern Ring, this most powerful and mysterious lantern ring, even the collector had no way to give its specific location before it appeared. He could only wait for the right time.

"Click!"

Saber reached out and turned on the communicator on the console in front of him. He entered a long and complicated communication frequency band. After waiting for more than ten seconds, Yondu's voice sounded in the communicator,

"Mr. Saber, are you here to ask about the progress?"

"Yes."

Saiper nodded briefly. On the other side, far away from Saiper, even across half of the galaxy, Yondu was sitting on his tattered spaceship, playing with an irregular white crystal in his hand. He replied, "Yes, Saiper, I'm not sure if you'll be able to survive.

"The progress is … the first fragment hidden deep in the tomb of one of the emperors is in our hands. In order to get it, we messed up the capital of the Arcturus Star System. But overall, things are going smoothly. We are currently rushing to the Brilliance Star System. If we are lucky enough, we should be able to find the second fragment there. But to be honest, I suddenly realized that it is a little difficult for the two of us to move around …"

"How many people do you need?"

Saber asked calmly. On the other side, Yondu pondered for a moment and replied, "Yes.

"We need another 10-20 people, enough supplies, and enough light and heavy weapons. Otherwise, if we encounter a large-scale pursuit, we can only run in all directions. It's too much of a waste of time."

"Alright!"

Saber agreed immediately. "You set the coordinates, and I'll get them to look for you directly. Do you want them to be good fighters or smarter?"

"Both! Let them look for us at the starport of the capital planet of the Brilliance Star System. Take the ship and enter the wormhole immediately. We'll contact each other again next time. By the way … "

A smile appeared at the corner of Yondu's mouth.

"Don't forget to prepare the reward, Mr. Saber."

"When you come back, you will get enough Star Essence to buy a planet. That mountain of stuff is meaningless to me. I only want the fragments!"

Saber coughed softly.

"I'll be waiting for your good news."

"Ding!"

After the call ended, Seiber lifted his head to look at the dying sun above his head. He watched as it struggled to release its last bit of heat. Even at the end of its self-declaration, it was still unwilling to be extinguished. This made him feel a sense of nostalgia. In the universe, there were too many beautiful scenes like this, too many of them.

"If you also have wisdom … will you curse the bastard who is waiting to pick up your corpse?"

Saber smiled silently. He turned and left the bridge, walked into his lounge, and waited for the arrival of a new day.

"Boom!"

Fourteen hours later, a miserable small ship with black smoke all over its body and its tail directly pierced by a missile jumped out of the space with difficulty and landed in the black market's starport. A few minutes later, Quill rushed into Saber's ship with the dying Gamora in his arms.

"I picked her up outside the battlefield where the Cree and the New Star Corps confronted each other!"

Quill's face was covered in soot, and his clothes were burnt. He took a glass of water from Groot and drank it in big gulps. He pointed at the dying Gamora in the healing chamber and said, "Luo Nan attacked her, stole the soul orb, and threw her into the asteroid belt to die. Luo Nan seemed to know what was inside. Hell! When I left that long and narrow star field, he led the Cree people to attack!"

Star-Lord's body was still trembling when he described the scene. He waved his hands in front of Saber and said what he saw and heard.

"It's purple. A purple storm. No, it's more like a flame. It's crazier than the largest star I've ever seen. In short, that thing swept across the center of the New Star Corp's interstellar defense line. Dozens of combat starships were swallowed up as if they were eaten by an interstellar monster. Then, the black-painted Cree battleships, under the lead of Luo Nan's Dark Star, rushed into the New Star Corp's formation like locusts. They were forced to retreat!"

"Hey, calm down, buddy!"

Rocket, sitting on Groot's shoulder, skillfully disassembled his energy gun and wiped the gun while looking at Quill. He asked curiously:

"Didn't the Cree Empire just sign a peace agreement with the New Star Corps? Isn't Ronan afraid that his country will punish him? "

"Ronan is a madman!"

Drax the Destroyer, who was sitting on the side, took off his helmet and silently listened to the development of the situation, said in a deep voice:

"When I was in Keenen Prison, I heard that when he destroyed my planet, he didn't even have the permission of the Kree Empire. It was only because he held a high position in the Kree Empire, and because he brought glory and victory to their tyrannical empire that they tacitly allowed him to do so. It must be the same for this!"

He warmed up his steel-gloved fists. He no longer roared that he must find Luo Nan for revenge like he did before. However, his eyes sparkled with a green flame, representing his restless state of mind.

"Click"

The door of the treatment room was pushed open, and Saber, who was wearing pajamas, walked in. He saw Gamora in the treatment room at a glance and turned to look at Quill. The latter immediately sat up straight and said loudly:

"The soul ball was snatched by Ronan!"

"Ronan? The Cree Warlord? "

Saber frowned and turned to the old pirate behind him and said:

"Set sail, let's go find him!"

"The battle just started over there! Overlord, the Cree people and the New Star Corps have tens of thousands of warships fighting each other in the Scarred Galaxy. That galaxy has now become a battlefield, and no one wants to go there! "

Quill hurriedly advised: "Maybe we can wait for the battle to slow down a bit before going there."

"Wait?"

Saber shook his head:

"I've waited long enough. Let's set sail now!"

His gaze fell on the pirates behind him. These guys who had been injected with Demon Souls did not dare to resist Saber's pressure and quickly ran into the control room. A moment later, Saber sat on the command chair with his eyes closed, as if he was resting.

He held the sharp scythe in his arms. This sinister weapon had some kind of rhythm pulsing within it. Saber's finger tapped lightly, and it was like a song of thunder and lightning. Not long after, his hands were wrapped in dancing electric arcs.

Hum!

The black Shattered Starship slowly opened in front of the Centurion Starship. 38 energy launchers adjusted the space tunnel in front of them from all directions, determining the landing point of the small wormhole on the other side. Then, under the drive of the starship's engine, the distant space was like a folded piece of paper with holes on the left and right, completely connecting the path that would take a few months of navigation at this moment.

Only a civilization that mastered this kind of space warp technology was qualified to conduct controllable deep space navigation. Otherwise, they could only be bound in the sea of stars around the mother planet, like a child swimming in a big bathtub. If they could not accept the real challenge, they would never be able to truly rise.

"Wormhole ready! Space warp ready! 3,2,1!”

Whoosh!

The five thrusters behind the Centurion Starship ignited at the same time. The blue energy grid turned into a dancing orange flame at this moment, accelerating the big guy's speed to the extreme in an instant. It rushed into the orderly collapsed space in front of them. The whole square spaceship was like a dough at this moment, being stretched infinitely, as if it had escaped from the three-dimensional space into the two-dimensional space, but this process only lasted less than a second.

Buzz!

Saber's keen senses could feel the compression of space the moment they passed through the wormhole. For a moment, he could even clearly feel the tyrannical space force rolling on his body like a rolling pin, flattening and stretching him. There was also a sense of weightlessness that was difficult to experience in an advanced starship. But these sensory stimuli that came one after another only lasted less than a second. When the scene in front of everyone's eyes recovered, they were already in a distant and unfamiliar galaxy.

"Report position!"

The busy pirate pilots in front of the console cooperated with each other seamlessly. These old pirates may not be as stable in operating a starship as pilots from Banksy, but in this kind of operation against time, they were definitely a dozen streets ahead of those regular pilots.

"Our current position is in the nameless asteroid belt in the South Area, 170 light-years away from the Scarred Galaxy. We have sensed a large-scale battlefield space lock in front of us. Overlord, we can no longer use space warp. If we forcibly break through, we may be directly thrown into the center of the battlefield … and then we'll be dead!"

The pirate, who had only one eye left and a small visual collector in the other, turned to Seiber and said, "You're right."

"The best way now is to activate the stealth mode and quietly join the battlefield from the edge."

"How long will it take?"

Saber opened his eyes and asked coldly, "You know, I don't plan to wait too long."

"Uh, the fastest way is one hour and twelve minutes … This starship's FTL engine is very good, and it can support high-speed navigation for a long time!"

"If it's one hour … okay, then let's do it!"

After saying that, Saber jumped down from the command seat and strode into the starship's bridge. From his position, he could see everything on the ship's 12-story deck. Every folding summoning array had been opened, and with the help of the backup engine's energy conversion, there were armed demon soldiers walking out of the portal every second.

"Sim!"

Saber called his loyal servant through the spiritual link and said in a deep voice, "Reverse summon to Xandar. Gather the demons there and wait for the large portal to open. This time, it's going to be a big fight."

"Yes, sir!"

"Phew …"

Saber exhaled. He had never seen a battlefield that covered an entire galaxy, but through the war in Xandar, he already understood that his demon army did not have an overwhelming advantage against these high-tech civilizations. The local demons of Xandar would not even make a splash if they were thrown into a galactic war.

"But so what?"

Saber narrowed his eyes, and a cold light overflowed. "You took my things and still want to run … How can there be such a good thing!"

"Click!"

Behind him, the hatch opened, and Quill helped Gamora, who had just been healed, walk over. The pale green-skinned woman stood five meters away from Saber. She leaned over slightly and whispered, "Thank you for saving my life, Overlord.

"Thank you for saving my life, Overlord. But it's a pity that Luo Nan has already snatched the soul orb away."

She clenched her fists, and her face was full of unwillingness.

"My sister, Nebula, betrayed me. She completely turned to that madman Luo Nan …"

"I'm about to snatch it back, but before that, I've always had a question."

Saber did not turn his head. He asked in a low voice.

"What's in the soul orb? Is it some kind of weapon? Or some kind of treasure? Why do people like the Mad Titan Thanos and Ronan want to obtain it regardless of the cost? "

Gamora hesitated for a moment, but when she thought of her own situation, she pursed her lips and replied in the softest voice.

"The Universal Soul Orb is just a sealed carrier. Inside it is one of the six Creation Stones, the Power Gem!"

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