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Chapter 304 The Fruit of Lewdness

While things were in complete chaos on Ronan's side, Du Mu was living a very comfortable life.

Thanks to this period of frenzied expansion, his raider squadron has grown several times in size, now holding dozens of spaceships. Its scale is almost comparable to what it was back in Vanaheim, making it a small but formidable force.

Because so many raider ships were captured, manpower was gradually becoming insufficient.

Du Mu then released some Ultron robots to control, and selected a group of decent-looking raiders from the captured raiders to directly recruit into the raider ranks, serving as cannon fodder... henchmen.

He wasn't worried at all about these people betraying him. He had stuffed at least a dozen kilograms of technology and ruthless techniques into the body of every newcomer. Anyone who dared to have any wicked thoughts would be blown up into cosmic fireworks on the spot.

These raiders were originally a group of ruthless bandits, most of whom had little loyalty. Seeing their lives in Du Mu's hands, they abandoned their evil ways and transformed from raiders into predators.

Anyway, it doesn't matter who you rob, it doesn't matter if you rob your own people.

These people adapted very quickly, and when they started competing with their former peers, they were ruthless, without any psychological burden.

But the good days didn't last long, and the raiders finally realized what was happening.

There's a mole among them!

For a time, the entire raider was filled with fear and unease, and everyone felt insecure.

Even when faced with trouble, no one dared to call for support casually, for fear that what they called for would be the Japanese army instead of reinforcements.

Today, the name of the Raiders has spread throughout the Milky Way.

Many people can't help but feel nervous when they hear this name.

Are you using this set of matryoshka dolls?

However, the raiders are having a harder time.

The title "plunderer" originally sounded fierce and prestigious, but now that the name "plunderer" has been used, it has instantly changed its meaning.

This is like having one person named Xiaoming and another named Xiaoming's father, who suddenly becomes a generation lower in terms of seniority.

The raider leader, Staka, was furious and issued a huge bounty across the entire galaxy.

A hefty bounty will be offered to anyone who can capture Du Mu, the leader of the raiders, alive. Even Yondu has been put on the bounty list and labeled as a traitor to the raiders.

Yondu felt incredibly wronged.

His life was still in Du Mu's hands; he was forced into this situation, so what other choice did he have?

But he couldn't explain it, and every night he could only hold that pile of priceless spoils and grieve in secret.

Waaaaah, stealing from your own people is just so tempting!

During this period, many people came to our door. Some wanted to join the raiders, some wanted to discuss cooperation, and some wanted to recruit them. Of course, most of them were after the bounty and wanted to capture Du Mu and hand him over to the raiders.

Du Mu accepted all offers.

Those who seemed agreeable were recruited into the team, while those who dared to cause trouble were all apprehended and sold on the black market.

My motto is: I will not traffic people unless they offend me.

"What's the situation with Ronan?"

Du Mu nestled in a recliner, holding a glass of chilled fruit wine, with the virtual sun-drenched beach and azure sea and sky displayed on the spaceship before him.

Although the setting is fake, the vacation atmosphere must be maximized.

"According to the intelligence from Quill, Ronan seems to be in a hurry and has sent out the entire undead army to launch a counterattack against the Nova Corps. The two sides are fighting fiercely and have suffered casualties on both sides."

Yondu reported the situation meekly, like a younger brother.

It's no wonder he's so submissive; his blue skin is just too conspicuous, and he's always easily recognized whenever he goes out to rob and plunder.

In addition, Du Mu has always kept him by his side, so now people outside think that he is the second-in-command of the raiders and the number one traitor who has betrayed the entire raider clan.

The raiders now want nothing more than to tear him to pieces, this misunderstanding is even harder to explain than the kidnapping of Quill back then.

Even if Du Mu lets him go now, he wouldn't dare to run away.

If they were caught by plunderers, their fate would be predictable; they would have no choice but to continue clinging to Du Mu's coattails and go down this dark path.

"It seems Ronan has finally been pushed to the limit."

Du Mu narrowed his eyes, put down his drink, and sat up straight: "Now that he has sent out the entire Necromancer Legion to fight the Nova Legion head-on, the area around the Dark Star is definitely undefended."

"No more waiting! Immediately notify Quill and the others. Assemble the entire force and attack Ronan's stronghold!"

On the other side, in a certain region of the Milky Way.

The battle between the Undead Legion and the Nova Legion has entered a fierce stage.

Countless warships crisscrossed the dark starry sky, and the sky was filled with energy cannon fire, forming an impenetrable net of death. The intense light from the warships exploding rose and fell, illuminating the entire starry sky in an intermittent manner.

At the very center of the battlefield, the Dark Star hovered steadily in the void.

Its enormous and exaggerated hull resembled a mobile fortress floating in space, a dark mass that stood out conspicuously on the battlefield.

Such a large live target was naturally not going to be let go by the Nova Corps.

Several elite squads took turns charging, unleashing all available firepower on the Dark Star.

But the dark asterisk remained completely still.

A light blue energy shield enveloped the entire giant ship. When the Nova Legion fired at it, it only created tiny energy ripples, failing to even penetrate the surface of the shield. It was no different from throwing a pebble into a lake.

As Ronan's exclusive flagship, the Dark Star's defensive capabilities were already ridiculously overpowered.

After Ronan encountered Captain Marvel, that square-faced woman, and had several of his escort ships smashed by her headbutt, the first thing he did upon returning was to completely upgrade the Dark Star's defense system, vowing never to let that square-faced woman smash his warship again.

It would take at least two collisions!

This is why the Dark Star's defenses are so incredibly strong, making it like a turtle shell that can't be breached without sufficient firepower.

Just then, at the outer edge of the battlefield, dozens of raider ships bypassed the main battlefield and stealthily approached the rear of the Dark Star.

Without saying a word, they unleashed a barrage of fire at the rear of the Dark Star, showering it with a hail of artillery fire.

Countless energy projectiles slammed into the Dark Star's energy shield, sending sparks flying, but the shield still easily blocked them, without even scratching the ship's hull.

Du Mu sat in the control room of the main ship, looking at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but purse his lips.

"Tsk, it's really tough."

Rocket stared at the Dark Star's shield data for a few seconds, then stroked his chin: "This thing's defense system is indeed quite impressive, but it's not without its weaknesses. Give me ten minutes, and I can pinpoint its energy nodes and drill a hole in its shell in no time."

Du Mu waved his hand: "No need for that trouble."

As he spoke, he conjured up an enormous cannon out of thin air.

Everyone in the control room stared intently and were stunned.

The muzzle of this cannon is ridiculously large, even thicker than the barrel below. The cannon body is straight, and the structure looks simple and crude. There are two huge energy sources hanging on both sides of the rear end of the barrel, which makes it look extremely powerful.

But the design of this cannon, how should I put it, exudes an indescribable masculine beauty.

[Equipment: Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon (with a very masculine design, said to be a powerful weapon that has seen many battles, and even participated in a certain interstellar war)]

"What the hell is this thing?"

Everyone was instantly dumbfounded, feeling as if their eyes had been defiled by this cannon.

Du Mu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "This is the Armstrong Cyclone Jet Armstrong Cannon."

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Quill's lips twitched: "You said Armstrong twice. That name sounds like it was just made up on the spot!"

Besides, how could there possibly be such an... obscene cannon in this world!

Du Mu waved his hand: "Don't worry about whether the name sounds good or not, as long as it works. This is a hellish weapon that has been through countless battles and even participated in interstellar wars."

Before Quill could complain any further, Rocket's eyes suddenly lit up as he stroked the thick cannon barrel.

"This cannon is incredibly technologically advanced; it's practically a culmination of scientific advancement!"

Quill:

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This is hardly the fruit of technology; it's clearly the fruit of depravity!

Du Mu wasted no time and said to Quill, "Call a few men and carry this cannon out with you. Bomb that turtle shell of the Dark Star into pieces."

Quill's face instantly fell: "Fellow countryman, can you find someone else?"

If he were to go out carrying such a grotesque cannon and get seen by others, how would Star-Lord ever be able to survive in the galaxy again?

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

Du Mu kicked him in the butt.

Quill had no choice but to reluctantly ask a few people to help him.

The faces of those pointed out by Quill turned green.

Soon, several figures with their heads completely covered, carrying that lewd crystal and wrapped in oxygen shields, floated out of the spaceship's hatch.

They set up the giant cannon and aimed its muzzle at the back door of the Dark Star.

The next second, the muzzle suddenly lit up with an extremely blinding white light, and an absurdly thick beam of energy shot out from the muzzle.

There was no roar, no sound.

Only that blinding beam of light tore through the void and struck the Dark Star's energy shield directly.

The seemingly indestructible energy shield trembled violently in an instant.

The once smooth and flat surface of the shield was now covered with dense cracks, spreading wildly outwards like a spider web, with the center point of the beam as the origin.

In less than three seconds, cracks had spread all over the energy shield.

The next instant, the entire energy shield shattered and dissipated into the void.

The terrifying white beam of light did not stop at all. After shattering the protective shield, it smashed directly onto the exposed hull of the Dark Star, blasting open a huge gaping hole and destroying the internal cabin structure.

Looking at the scene before him, Quill couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Wow! That cannon is incredible!"

Du Mu's voice came through the communicator: "Just asking me, isn't this cannon awesome?"

"Awesome! Absolutely awesome!"

Listening to their conversation, everyone else felt inexplicably strange.

Du Mu immediately waved his hand and ordered, "All troops, attack!"

At his command, dozens of spaceships behind him started their engines simultaneously and, like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, rushed into the interior of the Dark Star through the huge blasted opening.

Upon seeing this, the undead soldiers guarding the breach immediately raised their energy rifles, intending to fire and intercept them. However, before they could pull the trigger, they were instantly obliterated into alien fragments by the dense firepower unleashed from the spaceship.

After quickly clearing out the guards near the breach, the spaceship was trapped inside a complex maze of compartments, making it impossible to continue its journey.

Everyone had no choice but to disembark from the spaceship and proceed on foot.

The interior of the Dark Star was pitch black, almost pitch black, making it difficult to even walk normally.

But this was no problem for Du Mu at all.

He took out the pharaoh's scepter and raised it high above his head.

"Illumination!"

A dazzling white light burst forth from the tip of the cane, like a small sun, instantly illuminating the entire passage as bright as day, making even the most obscure corners clearly visible.

At the same time, a dense sound of footsteps came from both sides of the passage, and a large number of undead soldiers poured out from the corners on the left front and right rear.

"Yondu, these soldiers are yours."

Without stopping, Du Mu, following the mission instructions, led the Guardians of the Galaxy into a side path, decisively leaving this trouble to Yondu and his group of Raiders.

Yondu rolled his eyes in exasperation, then, as if injected with adrenaline, yelled at the top of his lungs, "Brothers, let's take down these bastards! Remember to aim for headshots if possible; their gear looks high-end, and they'll be worthless if you break it!"

Meanwhile, Du Mu led the Guardians of the Galaxy rapidly towards Ronan's direction.

The internal passages of the Dark Star get wider and wider as you go closer to the core area, and the density of defenses increases several times over.

Along the way, they encountered several ambushes by undead soldiers, but these undead soldiers were no match for the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Du Mu didn't even need to lift a finger; the group worked together seamlessly and easily wiped out the ambush of enemies.

But they hadn't gone far when they ran into a mini-boss at the level.

It was a bald woman with blue skin, whose body was mostly made of mechanical parts, and she was holding two long, gleaming knives, blocking the middle of the passage.

Based on the universal law that bald people are big shots, Du Mu secretly glanced at the other party's information panel and found that it was actually Thanos's daughter, Gamora's sister Nebula.

"Gamora, you betrayed your father! You traitor!"

Nebula didn't even look at the others around her; her eyes were fixed on Gamora, and her voice was filled with barely suppressed anger and hatred.

Gamora scoffed, "I have never betrayed anyone, I do not belong to anyone, and I certainly do not belong to that madman Thanos."

"Then today I'll teach you a lesson, you traitor, on behalf of my father!"

"That's ridiculous. You've never beaten me since we were kids. You have no right to teach me a lesson."

"I'm going to tear your mouth apart today, you bitch!"

"Bitch! Who the hell are you calling a bitch?!"

The two sisters couldn't agree on anything and immediately started fighting, each attack aimed at the other's vitals. Anyone who didn't know better would think they were sworn enemies.

Seeing this, the men present tacitly gave up their seats and did not interfere, watching with great interest.

They love watching women fight.

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