Nolan didn't know what to say for a while.

The word 'God' is too illusory. Even if he once drank with Thor, fought with Loki, stood in front of a group of people and mocked Odin as a weak chicken, and these people are well-known "gods" on earth.

But then again, in fact, they are no different from ordinary people. They are happy, angry, sad, and even more naive.

As for Thor's power of lightning, it may be more appropriate to describe it with superpowers.

The divine power information Nolan had just received was a completely different field.

The **** here is closer to a certain concept; for example, Nocturnal is a collection of people's concepts of stealth, invisibility, luck, etc. He also completely controls this field.

As long as he is willing, even if he is originally the son of destiny, he can directly 'take' the luck that belongs to him, and cut it into a hapless **** who goes out to step on **** and choke to death by drinking water.

This is the domineering of the gods of Nirn, so it is even more difficult to become a **** here, because all functions have been divided at the beginning of the creation of the world.

"Then, what is my path?"

All concepts have a master, but Nolan has embarked on this road again. He doesn't know what job he can get.

The **** of transmigrators?

In charge of the transmigration of earthlings?

"Isn't it obvious that you can do it?" Although it was right in front of him, Nocturnal's voice was ethereal and illusory: "It seems that there are many paths, but in fact there is only one smooth path."

"No withering flowers..."

Nolan murmured.

......

The golden light burst, and Nolan flashed back to the Marvel Universe again.

It was just the first time he realized that something was wrong. What greeted him was not the spaceship living cabin with warm air, but the endless cold and darkness. Looking around, there was no searchlight from the ship.

What's going on here, is there something wrong with your positioning?

Or was he trapped by the shameless Star-Lord?

It shouldn't be, and it's not that he hasn't seen his own methods, especially his relationship with one of the former cosmic overlords, Asgard. If you dare to leave yourself and run away, are you not afraid of revenge afterwards?

Nolan could only speculate, what happened.

After all, it was the first time that he arrived in space. Nolan had prepared a lot of experiments related to spells in advance, and he did a few experiments every day to relieve boredom.

And verifying that the coordinates of the teleportation spell in the universe will move with the item he originally positioned, or whether it will only be transmitted to the spatial location where the item was at that time, and will not change, that is one of them.

Obviously, with the answer, he would only teleport to the space coordinate that was positioned at that time, instead of following the spacecraft.

But the price of getting the experimental results is that he was thrown into space by a person.

Before he could think about it, the temperature around Nolan was already close to minus 200 degrees, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. In addition, there is no oxygen here, and breathing is a little difficult.

Fortunately, before he came, he had considered the unexpected situation and prepared in advance.

After fumbling for a few seconds in the space bar, the battle armor 'Swish' appeared in front of him.

Entering magic power for verification, the battle suit automatically extended silently, wrapped his whole body in and closed again.

The forehead light was on, and the data stream opened by the system quickly slid across the screen. The familiar interface made Nolan feel more at ease in this dark universe alone.

[System reset is complete, please set the destination]

A cold mechanical sound entered his ears.

"Magic Star."

Fortunately, I copied Star-Lord's star map early, otherwise I would be thrown into the boundless universe at this time, there is really no way to do it, maybe I can only open the door and return to Nairn to spend the rest of his life.

[The destination has been confirmed, Morag Star, the estimated flight time is 14 days and 6 hours]

"Ignoring the loss of energy and suits, fly at the limit speed." Nolan opened his mouth to change the settings.

What a joke, after arriving in 14 days, the day lilies are cold.

Whether it was an accident or betrayal, Nolan had to be one step faster than Star-Lord.

He could let the other party throw him halfway into the universe, except for the original power stone, he couldn't think of any other possibility. And if Star-Lord gets the power stone one step ahead, then the already chaotic plot will be even more ignorant of east, west, north and south.

[The status has been confirmed, the estimated flight time, 2 days and 13 hours]

"Two and a half days... Coupled with the portal and the dragon's roar, we should be able to arrive earlier."

While thinking about it, Nolan held back his energy and threw out the 'Whirlwind Energy' dragon roar.

In an instant, only phantoms remained in the black armor.

At the same time, on the other side, Star-Lord's new spaceship did not drift in space, but was absorbed into a giant mothership. And he himself sat honestly among a group of strange aliens who were yelling.

"Looks like you're doing well now, huh? New spaceship, Contraxia's woman, a fun little thing..."

The muscles in Yondu's cheeks twitched: "Just because of this, you can betray the rules of the sweeper? When I took you from Blue Star, everyone here wanted to eat you, they never tasted Blue Star. The taste of the stars..."

"I haven't tasted it yet, Yongdu!" Several silly aliens shouted at this moment, their eyes were full of ferocity, looking at Star-Lord's salivation.

"Shut up!" Yondu's roar silenced them, then he glared at the indifferent Star-Lord, and a strange emotion flashed on his face: "Just with your little brain capacity and stupid hands and feet like hooves, Can we get that thing out of the way? We still need him."

"The cosmic sphere is a list we have been talking about for a long time~lightnovelpub.net~ You can't just hand over its information just because other employers have made a bid. Do you know who wants this thing? "

"Isn't it a Kree?" Star-Lord said impatiently, "Then do you know who my employer is?"

"Hmph, who would be more terrifying than the Cree?"

"The prince of Asgard, and a powerful mage." The name reported from his mouth made Yondu instantly cautious: "The Kree are not easy to mess with, do you just want to fight against Asgard? ? Their prestige once spread throughout this universe!"

"But Asgard can't do it anymore! Their leader has become a coward who doesn't dare to respond to any provocation, and only knows how to keep things calm! Of course, the request of the Kree Empire is more important than them!"

The fat man who had previously shouted that he wanted to eat Star-Lord quarreled again.

In response, Yondu didn't yell at him again, just whistled softly.

'Pfft! ’

Brains burst, and the person next to the fat man took a few steps back at the same time, looking at his companion who fell to the ground with a look of fear.

Yondu changed the whistle, and the whistle arrow controlled by his mind fell back into his pocket. Then he turned his head and looked at the corpse on the ground coldly:

"Make the decision for me? How hard is your skull?"

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