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Chapter 310 All the Big Shots Wear Pink

After dealing with Ronan, Du Mu turned his attention to the other end of the cabin.

At this moment, General Corvus Glaive was still fighting to the death with his own shadow, while shadowy soldiers kept rushing up to surround him.

Under the siege of Corvus Glaive's shadow and shadow soldiers, Corvus Glaive was covered in wounds. Even though his self-healing ability kept repairing him, the continuous pain and exhaustion made his breathing increasingly erratic and heavy.

"You bastard!"

General Corvus Glaive roared as he swept his peerless blade across the battlefield, cleaving apart the shadowy soldiers who rushed at him. But even more shadowy soldiers crawled out of the shadows, forming a dense, impenetrable encirclement.

Many of the shadowy soldiers secretly emerged from the shadows beneath his feet, grabbed his ankles, and held him tightly to prevent him from moving. Others took the opportunity to wield their shadowy long blades and stab upwards with force.

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Today's weather forecast indicates that due to the influence of cold air, there will be localized snow in some lower-lying areas.

"Ah!"

Corvus Glaive, suffering from severe psychological trauma, screamed as he slashed through the shadowy soldiers beneath his feet, roaring furiously, "Damn Earthlings! Is this all you know how to do?!"

Du Mu looked completely innocent.

Those were all done by the shadowy soldiers themselves, what does it have to do with him?

However, he has never been good with words and disdains to explain; he just knows what he knows in his heart.

He raised his right hand, and a jet-black spear materialized in his palm. A faint light shimmered on the spear, and the light grew brighter and brighter.

Gathering strength.

This is a new skill that Du Mu just acquired. Any attack can be charged up to continuously increase its power. The longer it is charged, the stronger the power becomes.

The moment the power was fully charged, the light was so bright that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes.

Du Mu simultaneously activated his throwing skill, swinging his arm sharply.

Whoosh!

The black spear shot through the air with a sharp whistling sound, piercing through General Corvus Glaive's chest in the blink of an eye, then hammering itself into the ground, firmly fixing him in place.

Before Corvus Glaive could react, the surrounding shadows suddenly swelled, instantly transforming into countless black blades that simultaneously stabbed at him from all directions.

Corvus Glaive had nowhere to run and, unlike Ronan, didn't have the ability to clear a large area. He was instantly riddled with holes, his body covered in black blades, looking like a hedgehog.

He gritted his teeth, mustered his last bit of strength, and threw the peerless blade in his hand with all his might.

The next second, his corpse turned into a cloud of ashes and drifted in the direction where the peerless blade had flown. The ashes quickly condensed in mid-air and transformed back into the appearance of the Deathblade General, who grabbed the peerless blade and landed steadily on the ground.

He was completely unharmed, even his clothes were restored, as if nothing had happened.

"You can't kill me."

General Corrupt Blade glanced at Du Mu's position, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips.

Even if his entire body is pierced by the blade, or even if his body is ground to dust, he can still be resurrected in the vicinity of the Peerless Blade.

Du Mu curled his lip: "Another weirdo."

He had originally intended to isolate Corvus Glaive and the Peerless Blade, but now it seems that this method is not feasible.

However, there are ways to deal with mechanic-based monsters.

Du Mu raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The shadow beneath his feet surged instantly, and countless dark tentacles shot out from the ground, tightly binding General Corvus Glaive's entire body, fixing him in a U-shape, suspending him in mid-air, unable to move.

At that moment, Corvus Glaive's own shadow leaped out from behind him and swung his shadow blade fiercely.

Click!

Corvus Glaive's arm, the one holding his weapon, was severed at the root.

Ignoring General Corvus Glaive's screams, Shadow bent down to pick up the peerless blade that had fallen to the ground, turned around and walked to Du Mu, knelt down on one knee, and raised the peerless blade above his head with both hands.

Du Mu reached out and took the peerless blade.

As soon as he got his hands on the peerless blade, a faint sense of rejection came from his palm, as if the weapon was rejecting him and didn't want him to hold it.

"Wow, that's quite unique."

Du Mu took out the Adamantium Claw from his storage space and slashed at the blade of the Peerless Blade several times.

Yet, not even a white mark was left on the peerless blade; it remained perfectly intact.

Du Mu couldn't help but exclaim, "High damage, and tough enough, it's truly a good weapon, but unfortunately it's already bound to another weapon."

Seeing his precious weapon fall into Du Mu's hands, General Dead Blade was so anxious that he immediately tried to recall the peerless blade back to his hand.

Du Mu had already sensed this, and gripped the long handle tightly. The peerless blade trembled wildly in his hand, buzzing loudly, but it could never break free from his grasp.

"You want it?"

Du Mu grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "Then go pick them up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw the knife directly to the shadow of General Corvus Glaive.

The shadow reached out and caught it. Without saying a word, it gripped the knife and sank down, its entire body disappearing into the shadows of the ground as if it had fallen into water, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Just after Du Mu activated the Shadow Card, he sensed a special space, a world exclusively for shadows, and the source of the ability to control shadows.

Those shadowy soldiers also came from that space. Only the shadowy figures or Du Mu, the controller, can freely enter and exit; no one else can.

Corvus Glaive's expression changed drastically: "Where did you put my weapons?"

"Don't worry, you'll see it soon."

With a wave of his hand, Du Mu caused the black tentacles wrapped around General Deathblade to tighten immediately and then begin to tear forcefully in different directions.

"ah--!"

General Corvus Glaive let out a heart-wrenching scream.

With a chilling tearing sound, Corvus Glaive was instantly reduced to countless fragments.

Before the fragments even hit the ground, they turned into ashes and disappeared from the spot.

Du Mu sensed it carefully and indeed found that General Deathblade had appeared in the shadow space along with Peerless Blade, looking around in panic, searching for an exit like a headless fly.

Du Mu gave all the Shadow Soldiers an order to fight General Corvus Glaive to the death until he issued a new order, and then he ignored General Corvus Glaive.

Du Mu checked the effect of the shadow play and found that there was still plenty of time left.

With a casual wave of his hand, Du Mu summoned countless shadowy soldiers who rose from the shadows on the ground, crowding the entire cabin. Their crimson eyes gleamed coldly in the darkness.

"Eliminate all of Ronan's men on this ship, leave no one alive."

Upon receiving the order, the shadowy soldiers immediately slipped into the shadows beneath their feet and vanished.

The next instant, the sounds of fierce fighting and screams came from deep inside the cabin, one after another.

Du Mu watched the red dot on the map disappear rapidly and sighed, "This ability is really useful, but it's a pity it's not a permanent skill. It's about to end before I've had enough fun with it."

This kind of cheat-like ability is so satisfying to use, but unfortunately, once the time for the Shadow Card is up, his control over that Shadow Space will disappear.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: "Wait a minute, if I don't have the permissions, can't I just give myself permanent permissions?"

Just do it.

Du Mu immediately used his authority to try to get the Shadow Space to permanently hand over control to him.

It didn't work.

It's like he rented a house. Although he's currently a tenant and can use the house freely, it's impossible for him to change the property certificate to his own name.

Du Mu had no choice but to lower his requirements and try to reduce the scope of authority to himself, but it still didn't work.

There was nothing he could do but continue to narrow down the scope of permissions, trying again and again.

Time passed second by second.

As the time for the shadow play was about to end, a smile suddenly appeared on Du Mu's face.

"We finally succeeded!"

[Skill: Shadow Master (You have the ability to manipulate the shadows of any object, slightly weaker than Shadow Lord; the specific skill ceiling depends on your Spirit attribute)]

Du Mu successfully stole a tiny bit of access from the Shadow Space, thus gaining a brand new permanent skill.

Although this skill is not nearly as exaggerated as the Shadow Card effect, it's still free, so why not take it?

More importantly, he also secretly left a backdoor in the shadow space.

When we become stronger in the future, we might be able to swallow up that unclaimed shadow space and take it all for ourselves.

As the effect of the shadow card faded, the feeling of being filled with power also disappeared.

"stand up."

Du Mu casually waved his hand, and his shadow rose from the ground, its eyes bloodshot, and stood calmly in front of him.

He assessed it briefly: "It's definitely not as powerful or intelligent as when it was using a shadow card."

When using the Shadow Card, the shadow he controls is almost as powerful as his main body; Corvus Glaive's shadow can even fight Corvus Glaive to a standstill.

Now, this shadow's strength has been reduced from a hero unit to a super minion, weakening it by more than one or two levels.

Just as Du Mu was pondering his new skill, the surrounding darkness began to slowly dissipate, and the densely packed black shadow soldiers merged into the shadows one by one, disappearing without a trace.

Du Mu's pink costume returned to its original form, and the magic wand in his hand transformed back into the Pharaoh's scepter.

After seeing Ronan die, the Guardians of the Galaxy finally breathed a sigh of relief; now they wouldn't have to be hunted down by the undead army all the time.

Quill leaned closer, glanced at Ronan's corpse, and exclaimed in shock, "Fellow countryman, you actually killed Ronan? And that Thanos henchman, you killed him too?"

Du Mu casually replied, "Pretty much, anyway you probably won't see him again."

Quill gasped.

Ronan is one thing, but Corvus Glaive, Thanos's right-hand man, was also taken down by Du Mu.

Quill asked in a low voice, "Hey, folks, when we humans get injured, can we really turn into terrifying upright apes? Why have I never turned into one?"

Over the years, he has faced countless life-and-death situations in the Milky Way, suffering injuries far too many to count.

But each time, apart from howling in pain, he didn't feel that his strength had increased in the slightest.

Du Mu glanced at him: "That means your human bloodline isn't pure enough."

Quill vehemently denied it: "Impossible, my mother is of pure human blood, a real Earthling."

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"And what about your dad?"

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This question completely stumped Quill.

He has never met his biological father since he was born. Every time he asks about it, his mother gives vague answers and refuses to say more.

Quill's expression shifted several times before he finally managed to squeeze out, "Could it be that my biological father isn't from Earth?"

"Very likely."

Du Mu had read Quill's information, and the system evaluation mentioned that Quill's biological father was a ball, which was most likely not human.

In that sense, Quill could be considered to have half-human blood.

Aren't half-humans usually overpowered? How come Quill is so bad?

Du Mu couldn't figure it out, and in the end he could only conclude that Quill's silly genes were too strong, even overshadowing other genes.

At this moment, Gamora also knocked Nebula to the ground, achieving victory once again.

As it turns out, in front of her older sister, the younger sister will always be the younger sister.

Gamora tidied her appearance and reminded Du Mu, "Corvus Glaive is Thanos's right-hand man. If you take him down, Thanos will definitely not let it go."

Du Mu said with an upright expression, "What are you afraid of? I'm helping Thanos clean up traitors. I've done such a great service, maybe he'll reward me. Sending me resources from dozens of planets wouldn't be too much, would it?"

Gamora: "

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She thought Du Mu was just daydreaming.

Rocket joined in, his face full of amazement: "Du Mu, was that ability you just had also something called magic?"

"That's right."

Du Mu nodded, fully embracing his persona as a mage.

Rocket asked in surprise, "Do all you mages transform into wearing pink?"

Although the lighting in the cabin wasn't great, quite a few people still managed to spot Du Mu's little pink figure.

Du Mu remained unfazed: "That's right. In our Earth's customs, pink is a powerful color. It's said that the pinker you wear, the harder you can hit someone. The stronger a person is, the pinker they wear."

"I see," Rocket exclaimed in realization.

Just then, Quill snapped out of his self-doubt and nearly burst out laughing when he heard these words.

"Fellow countryman, I remember that pink is usually associated with women on Earth... That's right, pink represents strength on Earth. The strong people I saw on Earth when I was a child all wore pink."

Quill was halfway through his sentence when he saw the look Du Mu was giving him, and he immediately trembled and changed his words.

He suddenly remembered that Du Mu had a spell that could silence Little Quill, and offending him didn't seem like a good thing.

Du Mu chuckled and patted Quill on the shoulder: "Yes, Quill, although you're not very strong and you play the role of perfectly dragging down the overall combat level of the Guardians of the Galaxy, you are still the vice-captain of our Raiders. You can't embarrass us."

Quill's heart skipped a beat; he had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Du Mu continued, "Starting today, you'll wear a pink suit, head to toe, and your guns will also be dyed pink. Ideally, even the bullets should be painted pink. As for your spaceship, go find a paint shop and paint it all bright pink, the brighter the better, so that it can intimidate the enemy."

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