Chapter 647: 15. Hell's Guardian---Gergen for Erman 92 brothers【1/14】

"I can't believe it, I just slept...you sold our freedom?"
Rocket raccoon sat desperately on the seat of the Centurion of Sandal Star, his furry face was full of betrayed sorrow, and beside him, the tree man Groot scratched his head, he did not quite understand The Rockets are sad, but he whispered comfort:
"My name is Groot..."
"Damn it! He's just friendly to you!"
The Rocket threw away Groot to comfort his tree-vine hand, yelling: "You didn't see them looking at me, it was like watching pets! Oh, hell! That overlord, he looked at people's At that time, there was no emotion in his eyes! He was a cold-blooded monster! And you, Groot, I thought you were a wise tree man, I didn’t expect you to be a lunatic!"
It seemed to be able to shed tears when it was sad. It whispered:
"You sold my freedom, and most importantly, I didn't get a penny..."
"My name is Groot!"
The Shuren patted the Rocket Raccoon with a smile on his shoulder and said softly, "My name is Groot..."
"Damn it! Stay away from me, you are not my buddy!"
The raccoon scolded in disgust: "You only want to go to that new world! I want to be a free bounty hunter! I only care how much money I can make! Damn overlord is good to you? You are so painstaking. Speak for him!"
The bizarre exchange of these two guys lasted for 10 minutes. Finally, the big tengu who was reading a book could not see it anymore. He threw his hand and threw a high-tech key to the noisy rocket raccoon.
"Actually, if you only care about money... things are easier to manage."
The indifferent handsome man stared at the book in his hand and reached for the drink on the table. While drinking gracefully, he said:
"When the Shandal people left, many things were not taken away. This is the vault key of the Shandal city bank. After we go back, the place is under your management. Now... let me get the quietness I want, Thank you!"
Rocket raccoon clutching the black key in his hand, as if changing his face, it jumped frantically from its seat and hugged the tree man:
"Wow! Groot, you really are my lucky star. Picking you back from the wandering star field was the most correct choice I ever made. I love you..."
"My name is Groot?"
The wood face of the tree man also showed a happy smile. He reached out and put the violent raccoon on his shoulder. He turned his head and asked. Rocket was playing with the 27-key encrypted key in his hand.
"For the sake of the vault, I can kneel down and kiss the toe of the overlord who brought me wealth! I swear, my loyalty belongs to the overlord! Until the money is spent!"
"Shut up! Otherwise I'll sew your mouth with the wind!"
There was a trace of blue muscles on the forehead of the big tengu, and he finally lost patience with the noisy raccoon. As a result, the rocket quickly made a stretch of the zipper on his mouth and hugged his vault key. Happiness, small eyes and Mimi together, like holding the entire heaven.
On the other side, in the conference hall that has been converted into a fighting room, a disparate fighting is going on.
This Centurion ship belonging to Irani Rael is fully functional, but many of them are not used by Cyber, so he stayed at Shandal Star for half a day, he made a simple modification, The specific modification process is...removed all the relaxation and entertainment facilities and office facilities, leaving only one office with rest function, and other places have been transformed into foldable simple portals, and Weapon assembly room and fighting room.
This guarantees that although this ship is only escorted by 50 peripheral black assault ships, once encountering a battle, Cyber ​​can summon tens of thousands of demons to join the battle from the coordinates of the demon star Shandal within 10 minutes. In the limit state, this ship can even directly transport tens of thousands of demon warriors fully armed by Sandar’s arsenal to the center of the battlefield.
Under the transformation of the demon mages with a big brain hole, Ms. Rael's elegant ship has been completely transformed into a strong fortress with a strong magical atmosphere.
"boom"
The heavily armed Drax was knocked to the ground by Sim, and the two big men looked evenly matched, but in fact the battle ended quickly, every time.
"You are so capable?"
"boom"
Sim's boots stepped on Drax's chest and pressed him to get up. The black man's bald head shone under the light of the head, shining a malicious light. As a high-level lord of the mad war demon, he was fighting The blood has been surging in Sim’s blood vessels, which makes him a thorough powerist. He looks down on the weak, but this is not his malicious heart, but his habit, actually comes from specific behaviors. Say, Sim is much kinder than 90% of demons.
It's just that he has some weird human form, which comes with the effect of a haunting aura of +100, and we all know that the world has always judged people by appearance.
"Don't you dare to call yourself a "destroyer" with such a skill?"
Sim ruthlessly humiliated Drax's mind and made the latter anger, and while watching the macho wrestling on the side, Cyber ​​noticed that as Drax's anger increased, his body was bright red. Weird tattoos are getting brighter and brighter. After being knocked down easily by Sim for the 17th time, the bright red tattoo on Drax's body has reached a level.
This gave him a whiff of a beast of unruly beasts, his fists were getting heavier, his movements were getting crazier, and his ability to fight was getting stronger and stronger, but instead, his reason was rapidly decreasing. At the end of the fight, Drax couldn't even speak a complete language, and only confronted Sim with instinct.
"boom"
He punched Sim in the face with a scarlet ray, knocking the Battlelord Lord back for the first time. The Destroyer seemed to be inspired. He slapped his arms on the chest like an orangutan, towards Sim. Pounced up, ten fingers spread out, and scales flew across Sim's body with two paws.
Yes, under the violent offensive of the Destroyer, the demon warrior even opened his own scale defenses.
But Drax, whose potential has not yet been fully developed, can only do so.
"Aha! A little bit interesting!"
Sim’s eyes sparkled with fighting enthusiasm. He took a step back and evaded Drax’s violent combos. Two dark green flames appeared on his fists. His left fist blocked, and his right fist smashed out, like a dragon out of the hole. , Defeated all of the Destroyer's defenses with a punch, and threw his blood-stained body into the air. Sim stepped forward again, and his left leg was thrown like a sharp blade from the sheath. On the neck of the destroyer.
"Bang bang"
This violent blow smashed Drax's body like a baseball, hitting the wall first, and then hitting the floor again. He struggled to support his body, but fell to the ground the next moment.
Sim’s blow used two-thirds of his strength to directly break half of the bones of the destroyer’s chest, and also gave him a sign of concussion. He stood up, which was already impossible for him. .
"Uh"
Sim walked up to Drax. He crouched down and looked at the destroyer's unwilling eyes with tyrannical eyes. He whispered:
"You could have been stronger... But it's a pity that I can't feel your will from your fist. I only saw a crazy beast. This madness didn't make you stronger. On the contrary, it restricted Your strength...you are stunned by hatred, it’s pitiful...you waste!"
"Kill...Kill me!"
Drax struggled and shouted: "Kill me! Don't humiliate me! Don't humiliate my revenge!"
"You like this...can't take the road of revenge at all."
Sim stood up and put his hands in the trousers pockets of black military trousers. He snorted: "It seems that your wife and daughter are dead. I can smell your inner fear of the Ronan. Really ...You really look like a coward now!"
Sim doesn’t have so many words on weekdays. It seems that he is really a pity of Drax’s talent. This is probably what we often say, but it’s a pity that the destroyer is not alone in the end of the battle of the men. Afterwards, Sim turned and hummed the crooked song of hell, and left the fighting room without any nostalgia, seemingly leaving Drax alone in the darkness and waiting to die.
But Cyber ​​walked out of the darkness slowly. He stood silently not far from Drax. There was too much difference between the two. As long as he did not want the destroyer to find out, Drax would Never want to find Cyber ​​who stood before him.
He saw Drax's clenched fists, saw his lowered head, heard his depressive sobbing, saw his desperate smashing his fists on the ground, and seemed to be suffering for his weakness. I am so sad for my cowardice.
At this moment, Cyber ​​discovered that he had accidentally read this brutal alien.
It turns out that the Avengers in every world are the same... all the same pain, all in the same pain, looking for near-impossible hope and relief.
"It's painful, right?"
Cyber ​​asked suddenly: "From the moment your wife and children died, now you live in pain and self-blame every day, right?"
"Who! Who's there!"
The Destroyer raised his head violently, his face ugly, and he seemed to have changed back to the original villain who had dominated Chien Prison. Cyber ​​noticed that the wounds on his body had begun to heal. More.
This makes him more interested in the potential of the destroyer.
"It's you! Overlord..."
Drax recognized the slender black-haired human in front of him, as strong as Sim, and humbled like dust in front of this person, that is to say, the power of the overlord had exceeded Drax's cognition, But that didn't make him feel scared. After Sim had just uncovered the most painful scar, Drax was in a tendency to pursue self-destruction, and he was fearless.
"Are you going to laugh at me too?"
"Do you think I can do that kind of boring thing?"
Cyber ​​stepped forward and stopped in front of Drax. The faint blue flame lines intertwined behind him, staying, walking, and quickly forming a throne of flame. Cyber ​​sitting on it, he hugged himself Scythe, looking at the Destroyer, he whispered:
"You have lived so long a painful day, have you drawn strength from the pain?"
"I...I don't understand!"
Drax lowered his head in shame, waking him up with Sim's words. He suddenly realized that in the past he really only cared about hatred, but never thought about such a real revenge, and now, the overlord asked The same question, this time he did not refute, but bowed his head and admitted his shortcomings.
"I don't understand...please teach me!"
He knelt on the ground with one knee difficult, his proud head lowered into the dust at this moment: "How can I become stronger?"
"Your tragedy, just because you made a mistake..."
A cigar jumped out of Cyber's finger, and he lit it. In the darkness, between Mars and the dark, Cyber ​​said softly:
"Your loved ones are your most precious things. You should protect them, but you don’t have the power to do that. If you have enough power, Ronan can’t kill your loved ones, so stare at Ronan. When you are you, you have failed, and if you have the power, when Sim humiliates you, you can fight back, instead of hiding here and crying helplessly like a lady...So, tell me , Why did you fail?"
"I...I'm too weak!"
The Destroyer said awkwardly: "I am weak like dust that can be trampled casually."
"You lack strength, and the Avengers lack strength is the most terrible tragedy... Do you want strength?"
Cyber's voice sounded like a ghost, and Drax nodded subconsciously:
"I need strength!"
He changed his movements, kneeled on his knees, his hands on the ground, his head touching the ground, and sincerely said:
"Please give me enough strength for revenge!"
"All strength comes at a price... are you ready to pay?"
Saber looked at Drax. He didn’t care whether the person was loyal. Now he lacked manpower, but he didn’t need a weak chicken like the Destroyer. Now Drax can’t even beat a high-level demon. Just curious, he wanted to see how far this avenger could go after getting the necessary help.
Because of Drax's special physique, he reminded him of a guy who would make everyone a headache... Hulk!
"I am willing to give everything!"
Drax raised his head, and he looked at Cyber, the flame leaping in his eyes. The flame could burn out his opponent, or he could burn himself. That's the kind of look that only desperate lunatics have.
"After ending the hatred between me and Ronan, I will become the sharpest sword in your hand! I swear to the spirit of war with the surname of Drax! I will never betray!"
"Then stand up... I don't need a kneeling slave. Starting today, you will be the last demon warrior of the Devil Gang. You are the end of an era, and you will be the beginning of a new era... Let me see how far you can go in this star field..."
"Don't let me down, my red giant..."