Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 994: A Different Guardian of the Galaxy

The traces of corrosion and holes on the spacecraft's armor caused by high-temperature rays, like scars left on an ancient battlefield, silently tell of the thrilling battle it has just experienced.

Those charred and twisted holes seemed like nature's most ruthless sculptor, carving the marks of time and the cruelty of battle on this cold metal surface.

The spacecraft was struggling to maintain a steady cruise state at this moment. Every jump seemed to draw the last bit of life force from its frail body. The energy indicator light on the control panel flashed a dangerous red, foreshadowing its impending exhaustion.

The driver's hands are firmly on the control stick, and he must conserve every bit of energy carefully in case of emergency.

After all, in this vast universe, unknown dangers are always lurking in the dark, waiting to deal a fatal blow to unsuspecting travelers.

The shaking of the spacecraft became more and more obvious, like the weak and uneasy tremor of a motorcycle when it is about to stall. Although the amplitude is not large, it is enough to make people worried.

Inside the bridge, the five members sat in a circle, the tense atmosphere almost solidified into a physical entity.

Rocket Raccoon's voice was sharp and urgent, like the last desperate roar of a captive beast: "I think we should resist and take the opportunity to escape! Following them to their base is tantamount to walking into a trap!"

His eyes were twinkling with madness.

Rocket Raccoon, a creature that looks cute but is actually extremely ferocious, behaves and speaks just like humans, and even surpasses humans in some aspects.

He is smart, cunning, and a little unpredictable, which makes him both a think tank and an unstable factor in the team.

At this moment, his madness seemed to be stimulated by the crisis around him, reaching an unprecedented height.

However, to say that any of Rocket Raccoon's companions are more normal than him would be a blasphemy to the word "normal".

Star-Lord Peter Jason Quill, a young man who calls himself the "Little Prince of Awkward Dancing", his existence itself is a walking comedy.

He could always find some fun in the most tense moments. Even on this spaceship that was about to run out of energy, he was wearing that 16GB MP3 player, immersed in the melodies of Earth's golden songs from the s, as if all the dangers in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

His handsome face, flowing beard, slightly curly medium-length hair, and deep gray eyes exude a unique charm all the time, making it impossible to ignore his presence.

Gamora, the adopted daughter of the former Thanos, is an assassin who has been trained to be a killing tool since childhood. Her eyes are as cold as ice, and she exudes a chilling aura.

She is known as "the most dangerous woman in the universe" for a reason. In her world, there is no emotion, only mission and survival.

However, among this group of seemingly crazy companions, she seemed to have found a trace of long-lost warmth, although this warmth was often obscured by the smoke of battle.

Groot is the surprise that Rocket Raccoon brought out from the severe mental hospital in the universe. He is tall and strong, covered with dense branches and leaves, as if he is the incarnation of nature. His words are simple and direct, and he can often point out the key to the problem. Although he looks clumsy, he can show amazing strength and wisdom in battle, becoming an indispensable member of the team.

Drax, a crazy yet sometimes taciturn Avenger, has only one thought in his mind, which is to kill Thanos and avenge his family.

His actions are often unpredictable, but it is this unpredictability that makes him a difficult opponent in combat.

Plus Rocket Raccoon himself, a former experimental subject in a mental hospital, his background and experience are more complicated than anyone else.

He was supposed to be transformed into a nurse in a severe mental hospital in the galaxy, but fate made him one of those lunatics. However, it was this experience that allowed him to always maintain an extraordinary calmness and wit when facing difficulties.

"That's not a good idea,"

Star-Lord Quill interrupted Rocket Raccoon's roar, with a hint of helplessness and compromise in his voice.

“After all, we just broke in accidentally and don’t even know if there is anyone in this place. Blind resistance will only put us in a more dangerous situation.”

Star-Lord Quill doesn't think they can escape with the now dilapidated Milano.

The Milano, the spaceship that had accompanied them through countless star systems, now looked dilapidated. The scratches and dents on the hull recorded the hardships and dangers they had encountered along the way.

Quill's eyes fell on the console, and the flashing red warning light seemed to silently tell the cruel fact that their energy was about to run out.

He sighed softly, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart. They had relied on wisdom and courage to escape danger countless times, but this time, facing these four mysterious and powerful spaceships, he felt unprecedented pressure.

They were running low on energy, and the four spaceships escorting them looked tough.

The four spaceships escorting them have minimalist designs and smooth lines, revealing a cool beauty.

They hovered quietly around the Milano, like hunters in the universe, quietly waiting for their prey to reveal a flaw.

Quill noticed that there was no superfluous decoration on the surfaces of these spacecraft, and every design seemed to be designed to maximize efficiency and functionality.

This extreme pursuit of efficiency made him wonder how advanced and powerful the civilization behind these spacecraft was.

"There are many civilizations capable of producing their own spacecraft, but we have never seen a spacecraft like this before."

Quill's voice rang out again, breaking the silence in the cabin.

There was a hint of bitterness in his words, as if he was admitting his own ignorance and insignificance.

Even Gamora, a female warrior who has traveled to countless planets and seen countless rare and exotic beasts, feels unfamiliar with these spaceships.

She frowned slightly and tried to search her memory for any information related to these spaceships, but finally shook her head, indicating that she knew nothing.

Star-Lord, who was born as a plunderer, has been wandering in the gray area of ​​the universe for many years and has a deep understanding of various spaceships and weapons, but at this moment he can only helplessly admit that his knowledge is limited.

The design of these spacecraft was beyond his understanding, making him feel unprecedentedly confused and uneasy.

"We have to tread carefully."

Quill emphasized again, his eyes moving between his teammates, trying to draw strength from their eyes.

(End of this chapter)