Chapter 325 News from James

  Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, on the golden temple of Sovereign, which was constantly on fire, the high priest Ayesha stood under her own throne and glared at a pair of dark golden pupils.

  She gritted her teeth subconsciously, but she burst into tears from the pain of her swollen cheeks.

   "What won't die, with claws on its hands? How could I-"

   Plop!

  Scott Summers kicked at the crook of Ayesha's leg. The tall and slender golden priest has never been alive, even in the history of the birth of Sovereign civilization.

   Kneel down for the first time.

  She was about to stand up in a frenzy, and she even wanted to pounce on "Cyclops" desperately.

   But seeing his strange pair of silver-white glasses with ruby-colored light shining in his eyes, Ayesha was startled instantly with goosebumps like gold grains, and unexpectedly knelt back again.

  She couldn't forget that the flesh and blood, weapons, and even warships and spaceships of the Sovereigns were all blasted into scum under the impact of the light beams from the man's pupils.

   "Pay attention to your wording, let me hear such disrespectful words again, and cut off your golden tongue first."

  Scott has been displeased with this high priest for a long time. This woman is too tall, half a head taller than him

  Qin Gray was lying on the golden throne, with her hands lightly resting on her sides, covering the world like a queen who ruled the world, and said coldly in a magnetic voice:

   "High Priest of Sovereign, you'd better know something, this may leave a spark for your race, um~ no, you are all mechanical embryonic reproduction, it doesn't matter if you die."

  On both sides of the throne, the night walker and the archangel teleported or flew down, the spirit butterflies with knives in their sheaths, and a group of young people who left the earth followed the "Phoenix" all climbed up the steps and flocked nearby.

  Ayesha swallowed dryly on her long and slender neck, tremblingly and carefully looked around at the group of menacing warriors with different attitudes and appearances, searching for the knowledge in her head and trying her best to recall.

   "A powerful and hard-to-kill human protoss? No claws, you can grow claws on your hands. Are you looking for one of the five black generals of the Dark Order?"

"Um?"

  Qin's brows were high, and she sat up slightly and stared into Ayesha's eyes. Clusters of orange-yellow phoenix flames were born around her, like elves dancing excitedly.

   "Tell me carefully."

"Uh, Master Thanos, the 'Mad Titan', has powerful men called the 'Five Hei Yao Generals'. Recently, I heard that one of them seems to have changed. Out of the claw fight"

   Before Ayesha could finish speaking, Elizabeth Braddock sneered and shook her head, picked out a pink rope loop with her fingertips, and neatly tied a high ponytail on her head.

   "Hmph, how could Mr. Howlett become the subordinate of some 'lunatic', think again!"

  Qin raised an index finger towards her side, her eyes were still fixed on High Priest Sovereign, the rebellious Lingdie immediately silenced her voice, and quietly stopped speaking.

   "You said they recently replaced Thanos. I've heard of it. Is there any information on the latest movements of the Dark Order?"

   "Yes, yes! The footprints of the Thanos army are valued by every high-level civilization in the universe. Wherever they go, they conquer and wipe out half of the planet's population. They are the most terrifying force in thousands of years."

  Ayesha stood up tentatively, moved closer to the throne, touched a golden gem on it, and quickly called up a light curtain star map.

   "Here, in the Herto galaxy, the intelligence line should be going to the planet Moulton. The dark sect has been moving very fast in recent years, and it seems to be chasing something."

  In the collapsing golden temple, the phoenix flames that were overflowing and flying suddenly gathered towards Qin. She calmly floated up and fell slowly, and walked down the throne step by step, whispering without looking back:

   "Board."

"Hey Hey"

  After the "Phoenix Legion" withdrew, the High Priest Ayesha, who was really left alive, hunched over like a wandering soul, walking alone in the passageway under the Golden Temple.

  The silent underground space is covered with dark golden energy pipes, and Ayesha's hoarse and strange laughter can be heard from time to time in the dim light.

  She dragged a long dress made of gold leaf and slowly moved to the deepest part of the embryonic room of the secret experiment, with golden tears still hanging from her eyes, she whispered to herself.

"The lowly race Sovereign's planet has become filthy because of your footsteps! Hey. No living person can say that I have completed this supreme 'work of art'. When I release my baby, you all have to was killed—"

  Ayesha looked at the empty embryo culture room, only a pothole the size of a tree with three people hugging her arms remained in place, and it seemed that something had been removed.

   "—Baby! My baby Adam! Hohahahaha! Hehehe. Nope, nope, nothing! Hahahaha."

  The Supreme High Priest Sovereign lay alone deep in the ground, crying and laughing for a while, screaming and quickly losing his voice.

   But even if she couldn’t make a sound anymore, she opened her mouth wide, tears and saliva mixed together, and she tore off her long golden hair in handfuls.

crazy.

   "This is what you brought back after being missing for half a day? I said, don't interfere with my plan with your messy biological experiments."

  The brass-colored Skrull kingship has not yet entered the curvature engine state, and the Sovereign galaxy, which is connected in series by several planets of different sizes, can still be seen behind the starship.

  Qin glanced at the "Viper" with a cold face and low eyebrows, looking at the two-meter-high, golden giant cocoon-like unknown machine in front of her, she spoke in displeasure.

Ms. Ophelia Green, who used to be a senior executive of the Howlett Group and later had the opportunity to enter the "Wolf's Nest" science group, bowed her head respectfully, first criticized herself a few words, and then smiled quite calmly .

   "Miss, this 'egg' is not a mechanical embryo used to cultivate ordinary Sovereigns. The energy fluctuations of life inside are extremely strong, and the place where it is placed for research is very secret. It should be something secretly made by Ayesha."

  "Viper" was dressed in emerald green light armor, and his appearance was much more mature and charming than a few years ago.

  Although she was taught a lesson by Qin Kulie once, she not only took the initiative to follow, but also played a huge role in this expedition team that lacked scientific and technological talents, and worked hard to serve the "Phoenix".

   "So-so."

  Qin Tan touched the outer shell of the giant golden cocoon with his hand, and felt a little bit of the spirit and energy fluctuations in the cocoon, and there was a little bit of interest between his brows.

   "The spirit is empty, and there is only the life essence in the energy state. You can play with it. Anyway, you have taken enough energy aggregates from Sowerin, and maybe you can create a handy partner."

   While the cloak was flapping, Jean Gray turned around and walked away, and the starship also entered the high-speed state of the curvature engine at this moment, heading towards the footprints of the Thanos army.

  Ophelia bowed to Qin's back, pierced the metal needles more than half a meter long and thick with fingers into the cocoon, and began to study it with great interest.

   At the edge of the shattered Morton galaxy, a copper-colored Predator flagship with several huge patches was carefully avoiding the large asteroid swarm, slowing down and flying slowly.

   "Wuga Xiaga, Wuga Wuga, I can't stop this feeling~ deeply imprinted in my heart"

   "Girl you just don't understand ~ what a change you made to me ~ when you hugged me ~ your arms were tight around me. Hey! Kraglin, give it back!"

  The ocher red leather trench coat of the Marauder Legion was worn loosely on Peter Quill.

  He is training hard recently, trying to make his body stronger.

  The young man in his twenties is at the peak of his body, but in the interstellar predator army of all kinds of races mixed together, and all of them are vicious, ordinary human beings are as weak as a chicken.

   Maybe it’s really like what Yondu Udonta, the leader of the predator army who adopted him, said:

   "If I hadn't shown mercy to you, you would have been eaten by them long ago!"

   Kraglin, who was also of no status in the team, put on Peter's earphones, grabbed the small box on the table, and ran away, listening to the singing inside.

   "Quiel, this thing. It's strange and exciting. It's a specialty of your home planet!"

  Kraglin, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, was caught up by Peter Quill and took back the "Workman" within a short distance. He looked at Peter who was carefully checking the old-fashioned tape player, and asked with a playful smile.

   "How many times have you told me to call me Star-Lord, Star-Lord!"

Peter finally breathed a sigh of relief seeing that his most precious things were intact. He glanced at Kraglin angrily, and swung his equipment in the cabin where only two hammocks could be accommodated, assembling a handle with two hammocks. The weapon in the barrel continued with some complacency:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the name of 'Star Lord' will soon be spread among the Predator Legions and even the entire universe. Yondu said that he will give me the 'Milan' soon, so that I can go out alone in the future." Mission, hey! My dear Milan~"

   "What! He, the boss, why? I'm half a rank higher than yours. It's my turn."

  Claglin shrank back aggrievedly while talking, with a slender neck and a big head. Although he looked like a human being on Earth like Peter, he always had a strange sense of joy from an alien.

"Ahem, it's alright buddy, Yondu likes to keep you by his side, maybe he can mention you as first officer in the future and then take over his class! By the way, why did you say that the legion changed its route this time? Hehe, I originally wanted to go to Kante Aksha to see it."

   I don’t know where the planet named Conte Aksha is. When Peter mentioned it, his ears suddenly turned red, and he blinked uncomfortably.

"Tch, what are you going to see, you want to go to 'Baochu'! Brother, I'm from here, and I kindly tell you, it's best to find a clean human girl for the first time. It doesn't matter how close she looks, Kante Aksha They are all semi-biologically modified venting machines, who knows if they will be washed clean?"

  While listening to Kraglin talking about all kinds of things on the 'entertainment' planet, Peter felt like eating a big sour plum, his face was wrinkled and ugly.

   "Well, as for the boss changing the route of the spaceship, I heard from that stupid guy from 'Electric Shock Face' that he detected energy fluctuations from a planet that just decayed and exploded, and he might be able to collect some rare metal materials or something."

  Boom, boom boom boom.

  While the two were talking, the cabin suddenly trembled twice for no reason, as if the brakes were slammed, disrupting Peter's already chaotic rest room.

   Soon, the whistle of emergency alert flashed in the Marauder starship, and Peter and Kraglin quickly rushed to the preparation area of ​​the cabin, trying to squeeze forward among hundreds of Marauders of different appearances.

   "Raise the shield!"

  There seemed to be a piece of red metal "fin" inlaid on his head. Yondu Udonta, the leader of the Predator Legion, looked at the fleeting golden light and shadow outside the hanging window and immediately raised his hand to give an order.

  The dark blue light film on the surface of the spaceship only flickered for a few seconds, and burst instantly like blowing bubbles.

  Yondu's indigo blue skin and appearance are very similar to the Cree, and he does have some relationship with the Cree Empire, but he is a war slave with a certain Cree blood, and his status is extremely low.

   "Old, Boss, the full-power energy shield of the spaceship was broken as soon as it was propped up. I don't know what kind of weapon it is—"

   um.

  There was a sudden sound of toothache metal tearing, Peter looked up cleverly, the sound seemed to come from the thickest shell deck of the spaceship.

  Then the tremor and sound of falling heavy objects came, the predators all raised their guns and pointed upwards, and the leader Yondu even lifted the hem of the leather trench coat, and his mouth was slightly raised.

   "God, what's this—huh?"

  The ceiling of the central command room of the spaceship became golden, and then a hole was melted out, and a golden streamer of light fell down.

  The metal on the top seems to be smelted and deformed by high temperature, and it is automatically aggregated and connected, but the color and texture have become a little darker.

  The flames gradually dimmed. A man with thick white hair and thick white hair stood calmly in the center of hundreds of photon guns, looking around curiously.

  His body is carved like a jade-white gemstone, with a strange texture and luster without any blemishes or even pores, his face is heroic and extremely young.

  At least from the perspective of Peter Quill, from the perspective of the human race aesthetics of various civilizations in the universe, men are perfectly like gods enshrined in palaces.

  James Howlett destroyed Thanos' Sanctuary, and regretted not long after flying away alone.

After the Eternal Flame reshaped the body and life force field, the speed of flying in a vacuum alone was close to the speed of light, but in the boundless universe where the distance is measured in light years, this speed is far from reaching the interstellar travel of the physical body Degree.

   Fortunately, before flying too far out of the Morton galaxy, James discovered a high-standard spaceship flagship, like a solo traveler swimming in the ocean, and boarded a passing ship.

   The latest update time is not very stable, because Pan Pan is taking time to prepare for the competition. Some readers know that I am a practitioner of a small fighting sport.

   The blood bar is used up during the day, and the blue bar is used up after coding at night. To be honest, there is no drop.

   The story and plot of this volume will be very compact, and it is also the last volume of the book, and the design of the plot will also be very exciting.

   Panpan doesn’t intend to procrastinate on hydrology for too long. Now is far from the time to grab a book that can make money and go all out.

   As a newcomer, I have been writing for more than eight months. After accumulating writing, there are too many things I want to reabsorb and learn.

   Just a few words, good night everyone, I love you~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)