"That's the Dark Quadrant fleet! Space has been blocked, we can't escape!" Gamora looked at the muzzles of the cannons that were lit up with stars in the sky, and drove a stolen Undead spaceship back to the barren land in a panic.
"Go find Yondu and Drax!" Star-Lord suddenly spoke from his position in the stolen multi-person spaceship.
"Looking for the Reavers?" Gamora turned to look at Star-Lord. Rocket Raccoon also looked at Star-Lord, wanting to hear his opinion.
"Now that Thanos and Ronan have joined forces, if we want to break out, we can only gather more forces! Let's find Yondu first. Although the Predators' strength cannot be compared with Thanos and the Kree Empire. But if we just want to break out, they can help! Drax can also help us." Star-Lord gritted his teeth.
If there were any other choice, Star-Lord would not have wanted to go back to Yondu. He had finally managed to escape from Yondu's Marauder group and do a big deal behind their backs. According to Marauder rules, this behavior was tantamount to betrayal.
Maybe Yongdu won't do anything to him temporarily when they share the same hatred for the enemy, but once he successfully breaks through, Yongdu will definitely settle accounts with him. At that time, his crisis will still exist.
But Star-Lord couldn't care less now. He had to first sneak out of this dangerous place that was about to become a battlefield.
"What about the Collector? Is he just going to let Ronan's people do whatever they want on his territory?" Rocket Raccoon patted the armrest of his seat.
"I don't know much about him, so it's hard to say whether he will stand on Thanos' side or ours. Unless Thanos and his men have a conflict with him because of the Tesseract." Gamora said, her eyes lighting up.
Star-Lord immediately divided the work, "I'll go find Yondu, you go find the Collector, and as for Rocket, you and Groot, go find that big, stupid guy who got us into this situation. When we're done, we'll find a place to reunite!"
"Okay, okay, it's always like this." Rocket spread his hands helplessly: "Ever since I met you, nothing has gone smoothly for me!"
"But you made a lot of money!" Star-Lord reminded.
"Yeah, it's a lot of money! But it's not something I can spend right now!" Rocket grumbled. After arriving at a certain area, he and Groot unbuckled their seatbelts and hopped down, dragging their gun, which was intimidatingly large compared to their size. He glanced back at the two of them in front of the open hatch, shook his head, and jumped down. Groot held up a cloud of branches below, gently catching Rocket Raccoon and dissipating the momentum. Then, he wove the branches into a slide, allowing Rocket to hop down with small steps.
"Wow, that's pathetic, big guy." After finding Drax, Rocket grinned as he saw him lying on the ground like a corpse. They were hiding behind a building sign. Ahead, a group of Kree soldiers were engaged in a fierce firefight with a swarm of small mechs. Rocket patted Groot's leg, and when Groot looked down at him, he pointed at Drax lying on the ground.
Groot, who had perfect tacit understanding with Rocket, immediately squatted down, extended his palms forward along the ground, and vine-like branches spread along the ground towards Drax. When the first branch touched his body, it instantly wrapped around his limbs and torso, dragging him silently to where they were hiding.
"Looks like he's not dead yet." Rocket pulled out an instrument and checked Drax's body. He found that he was in excellent physical condition, without even a wound on his body. He was just unconscious. He made way and tilted his head to signal Groot to wake Drax.
Groot immediately extended a finger, the tip of which was as sharp as a needle, and stabbed it directly into Drax's chest. It seemed as if Drax's tough skin, formed by the erosion of energy, was paper-thin.
Then Drax sat up suddenly as if waking from a nightmare.
"Stop, it's us!" Rocket asked Groot to stop Drax who wanted to attack.
"Where's Ronan?" Drax looked around, earning a furious kick from Rocket.
"Ronan, Ronan! Do you know how much trouble you've brought Ronan here and how much trouble we've gotten into? Look outside, there's chaos and mayhem! It's all because of you! We're now blocked in this damn place, with enemies everywhere! Do you know how big of a trouble we're in?" Rocket kicked Drax's calf repeatedly and said angrily.
"What is he doing?" Drax didn't care about Rocket's kicks and punches. The force didn't hurt him at all.
"I'm telling you you've caused me so much trouble! Is your brain filled with muscles?" Rocket kicked Drax even harder, but ended up hurting his own leg.
"Listen, I don't care what deep hatred you have with Ronan! We must unite now and find a way to leave here first!" Rocket raised his head and gestured.
"Ronan killed my wife and child!"
"Who hasn't had someone die?" Rocket's expression remained fierce, but his tone subconsciously softened a bit. "We will all help you get revenge, but only if we get out of here alive! Thanos's men and Ronan combined are more than we can handle right now."
…
A red light, accompanied by a song-like whistle, passed through the flying machines and the chests of the Kree and Chitauri. When the whistle died down, Yondu grabbed the red light that was flying towards him.
It was a weapon like an arrow. At this moment, the surrounding machines and enemies pierced by the arrows seemed to recover from a paused scene, falling to the ground one after another, exploding in sparks in mid-air.
[The instantaneous mechanical loss rate in Zone C, Area 11, is 100%]
[The last image of the battlefield has been transmitted]
[Intelligent system data analysis and calculation]
[Unknown material discovered]
[Data collection and restoration in progress]
[It is recommended to collect more unknown material data or prototypes]
[The factory has produced and deployed high-level mechanical troops into Area C, Zone 11]
Latari's brain is like a high-speed server. Data from the entire barren land is converging towards him. With the help of the auxiliary intelligent system in the surrounding void, he can accommodate and see massive amounts of data in one second.
All the machines manufactured in the factory are his eyes, ears, and external senses that perceive all surrounding information. Wherever there are machines, there are no blind spots for his data.
He saw Yondu's wonderful comeback, saw the other party collect the strange arrow in his arms, and also saw Star-Lord, the target that needed to be focused on this time, moving towards Yondu.
Beyond that, he didn't devote any more computing power or attention. He had already scanned and tested, and the Cosmic Orb wasn't in Star-Lord and the others' possession, but was calling to him from another direction. Although the intense call soon faded to a faint whisper, he could still determine its direction.
Two powerful life forms were also rushing in that direction. In this race against time, he would naturally rush towards the purpose for which he came here.
"Yondu!" The single-person Necromancer spaceship stopped in front of Yondu, the window opened, and Star-Lord jumped down from it.
"Aha, look who this is?" Yondu saw Star-Lord striding forward, grabbed his collar, looked around at the group of predators surrounding them, and said gritting his teeth.
"I know you are very angry, but don't be angry first. Calm down and listen to me, okay?" Star-Lord raised his hands under the gunpoint and persuaded in a dry tone.
"Talk nicely? My predator mothership has lost its signal! It's ignoring us! All our ships have rebelled, gently throwing us off, cruelly mincing the pilots into meat paste, and turning them into these messed up machines! As partners who once shared life and death, they now want to kill us! And these Kree and Chitauri, how much trouble have you caused?" Yondu roared angrily.
"I didn't!" Star-Lord loudly defended himself: "I just did a big business, the Cosmic Spirit Orb! And Ronan and his people were also looking for it. I didn't lead them here!"
"What about these weird things?" Yongdu kicked a broken mechanical head under his feet away.
"That might be another group fighting for the Cosmic Orb. They had a conflict with Ronan! Listen, the space outside is completely surrounded. No matter what problems we have, I suggest postponing them until we leave safely. Now we should become a family again!" Star-Lord shouted.
"No one would betray my family like you!" Yondu spat bitterly. "Because of you, the Marauder Corps I've built up over half my life has suffered heavy losses! Look at my beloved airships, they've all become a pile of rebellious mechanical garbage! My mothership might even be captured."
"We can start over again! As long as we have money! We can sell that cosmic spirit ball and we will have money!" Star-Lord saw the fierceness in Yondu and the others' eyes, and he said something very against his will with great heartache.
The roar of machinery came from far away and interrupted Yondu and Star-Lord who were still trying to continue their communication. They looked up at the sky vigilantly, only to see a group of strange-looking machines coming towards them again like a dark cloud.
"Hurry, we have to leave here." Star-Lord subconsciously wanted to return to his single-person Necromancer.
"Don't go over there! They have the ability to assimilate and infect machines. The intelligent system of your spaceship may have been tampered with!" Yondu grabbed Star-Lord, waved his hand to signal the predators to hide, and ran away.
Just as he said, a moment later, the single-person Necromancer brought by Star-Lord was no longer operated, and automatically joined the mechanical forces, launching a ruthless and deadly attack on its former driver.
"Run forward! There's a battlefield!" Yondu and his men raced through the mechanical jungle, a swarm of machines following behind them. The Marauders' firepower didn't do much damage against the machines, but the waves of machines' devastation dealt them immense damage. So after a group of them perished, the remaining men learned their lesson, deploying their shields and abandoning their attacks, instead running relentlessly.
They were going to bring the disaster to another battlefield! They couldn't be the only ones enjoying this experience of being hunted!
Besides, only with more companions can the survival rate be improved under the pursuit of these machines, right? Anyway, they have few friends and allies here, and most of them are even enemies. Of course, it is a trap where they can do whatever they want.
During the escape, Yongdu also took action a few times, destroying a wave of mechanical pursuers, but that was all. Those broken machines would soon be recycled, extracted, reprocessed, and reassembled by the void factory.
Endless.
There is no end to killing.
Yondu and the others have already realized this.
To put it more profoundly, not to mention the intensity of the pursuing mechanical firepower, the other side did not seem to have the intention of killing them in one wave, but the metal strength of the machinery was constantly increasing.
Even when Yongdu's indestructible whistle arrows penetrated those mechanical bodies, they had a slight lag. This was only encountered when facing the materials of mothership-class ships.
Yongdu's perception, honed over many years as a plunderer, made him sensitive enough to sense something was amiss, but under the pressing pressure of life and death, this strange feeling was quickly suppressed by the pressure of life and death.
[Material data collection has been completed]
[Sound-sensitive Metal Aka data has been uploaded]
[Control data collection completed]
[Whether to consume energy to make test products
whether?]
[Energy consumed to make Yaka Whistle Arrow]
[Control sound source for the original soundtrack of the Predator Leader has been created]
Four whistle arrows made of sound-sensitive metal were processed and transmitted in front of Letari. The melodious whistle sound, accompanied by the whistle arrow control system fins that were manufactured together, shuttled in front of Letari and intertwined into a red net.
The Kree soldiers, Chitauri soldiers, vanguards, and Chaos people living in the barren land in front, all those who stood in front of Letari and were hostile to him, fell to the ground and died one after another at the sound of the whistle.
In the end, the only ones left standing on the field were a few trembling lucky ones who did not attack Letari or harbor any ill intentions towards her, two monsters with extremely powerful vital signs, and Ronan, the Kree's accuser.
"God of Mechanics?" Ronan frowned at the mechanical angel-like Letari. Even without his omnipotent hammer, he would have been mortally vulnerable to those whistle arrow attacks. He wasn't sure if his refining body strength could withstand and survive the enemy's whistle arrow attacks.
"Where's Ebony Maw?" asked one of the other two monsters, a gloomy man clutching a long blade. According to the plan, they were to find the Cosmic Stone and bring it back to Thanos. Meanwhile, Ebony Maw and his men were to deal with the Mechanoids who had been notified.
"I can feel the energy fluctuations of the raw stone." Letari ignored General Corvus Glaive and Ronan. His eyes looked at the top floor of the building opposite, where the collector was.
The space in front of him rippled like wrinkles, and Letari's body appeared and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. However, at the last moment when he was about to escape into the space, another spatial force disturbed the surrounding space, forcing Letari to reappear from the space.
Letari looked at the three people surrounding him, frowning slightly. With his hands raised, countless metal objects converged above his head, and the sound of machinery roared again. A huge traction platform appeared in the air.
[Energy frequency has been locked]
[Raw stone pulling begins]