Marvel: I became an ancestor by sacrificing offerings

So, under Ilani's arrangement, Peter quickly brought Sif to the Chann Prison.

This steel fortress built on the asteroid belt is also the place where the Nova Corps imprisons the most vicious criminals in the entire universe.

When Peter and Siff arrived with Roman Day, the entire prison was enacting a classic Hollywood-style prison break.

The piercing alarms echoed through every alloy tunnel, and countless prisoners in yellow uniforms charged at the guards' lines like mad dogs, with energy beams and all sorts of strange weapons flying through the chaotic crowd.

"Damn it! These bastards have rioted again!" Roman Day looked at the chaotic scene on the monitor and angrily pounded on the control panel.

"Don't worry, it's just a small matter."

Peter offered a word of comfort, then strolled out of the command room with Sif as if they were in their own backyard.

As soon as they stepped out the door, several strangely shaped prisoners, who looked like troublemakers, rushed up, brandishing energy batons they had snatched from the prison guards.

Sif frowned, and with a flick of her wrist, she drew a pair of rapiers, knocking the man to the ground in a few swift movements.

As Peter and Sif headed to the prison area, the number of unsuspecting prisoners increased.

Many people even stared at Sif with lewd eyes, looking her up and down.

As more and more flies swarmed up, Sif gradually became overwhelmed.

Peter finally stopped watching and quietly activated his Conqueror's Haki.

An invisible aura swept through the entire prison area like a tsunami.

This caused the prisoners, who were in a state of chaos, to all kneel down and foam at the mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the once bustling Qi En Prison became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

The centurion of the Nova Corps, who had followed Roman Day to watch the spectacle, nearly wet himself in fright.

Not a buddy!

Why is it that with a powerful figure like you on Earth, you remain unknown in the universe?

With your ability to destroy countless warships with just a glance, dominating the universe is only a matter of time!

Amidst the cacophony of complaints from these people, Peter finally met the person he wanted to see.

Soon, the five "key suspects" were brought before Peter.

The leader was an Earth man wearing a red leather jacket and an old-fashioned Walkman hanging from his waist. He was trying to put on a defiant expression, but his shifty eyes betrayed his inner unease.

Standing next to him was a woman with green skin and sharp eyes. She pursed her lips and warily sized up Peter.

Next to him was a burly man with red markings all over his body, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Finally, there is the most peculiar combination: a raccoon carrying a heavy energy gun, jumping around and cursing, and a tree-man beside him who only repeats one sentence.

"Hey kid, my name is Star-Lord, and I'm a... legendary outlaw!"

Peter Quill lowered his voice, trying to project an air of superiority and seize the initiative.

But when he speaks, he still gives off a goofy vibe.

“I am Groot,” the tree-man said in a deep voice.

"Shut up!" Rocket the Raccoon slapped Groot on the shin, then bared his teeth and yelled at Peter:

"Listen up, kid, whoever you are, you'd better let us go right now! Otherwise, you'll be in for a world of trouble when my men arrive!"

Hearing this, Sif couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the ruffled raccoon, she couldn't resist commenting:

"What are you planning to do? Jump up and hit my knee?"

Chapter 293 Merely? That's all?

Hearing Sif's teasing, Lao Dai and the others merely smiled.

Star-Lord and Drax the Destroyer were instantly disarmed.

They were laughing so hard they couldn't stop!

"That's good, I'll write that down in my notebook!"

Seeing how happy they were, Groot chuckled along with them.

That appearance left the Nova Corps members, including Lao Dai, completely bewildered.

No, weren't you guys together?

Is it really okay to mock your teammates like this?

Rocket's defenses were thus breached, and he even forgot about targeting Sif, jumping up to tickle Star-Lord's knee:

"Idiot! I shouldn't have agreed to that stupid deal you made!"

Gamora looked at the four unruly guys, sighed, and subconsciously took a step to the side, looking like she didn't know them.

"All right!"

After a few laughs, Peter looked at Star-Lord and said:

"Let's make a deal. Leave the cosmic orb, and I'll let you go."

Gamora's expression changed instantly.

Rockets immediately exploded: "What did you say? That's worth four hundred million..."

"Shhh."

Star-Lord immediately covered the ruffled raccoon's fur and smiled at Peter:

"make a deal!"

……

Not long after, Peter, who was playing with the "Cosmic Orb", led Sif out of the Chann Prison.

"That's it? That went too smoothly."

Sif couldn't help but frown, unconsciously recalling an old Chinese proverb she had read on Earth: "When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on!"

Click!

As soon as she finished speaking, Peter crushed the cosmic orb in his hand.

As expected, it was completely empty!

"Of course, it won't be that easy for us to get what we want."

At this point, he couldn't help but add in his mind:

If he were to hand over the Orb of Destiny so easily, he wouldn't be Star-Lord.

"Fake?!"

Sif was startled, then unconsciously narrowed her eyes, a chilling killing intent flashing within them:

"They actually dared to play you?"

"I'm going to capture them and hang them all on the bow of the 'Destiny'!"

"Hey~" Peter casually pulled Sif into his arms, gently patting her back as he spoke:

"Don't be so agitated. Think about it, what kind of person is your man? How could he possibly be deceived by them?"

Upon hearing this, Sif was taken aback for a moment, then belatedly realized what she meant:

"You deliberately let them escape?!"

"What else?" Peter gently flicked Sif's nose, a playful smile appearing on his face:

"The game will be more fun if we let them get away."

"What do you mean?" Sif asked, puzzled.

"Sometimes, people have to learn to create their own fun."

As he spoke, Peter took Sif's hand and said:

"Let's go, let's see how Xandar differs from Earth or Asgard!"

Looking at Peter's confident expression, Sif decisively took his hand, her heart overflowing with love.

Isn't this confidence and strength of "having everything under control" precisely the reason why she is so addicted to it and unable to extricate herself?

……

Sure enough, Peter spent the whole afternoon shopping with Sif.

That very night, Lao Dai urgently contacted Peter:

"Mr. Parker! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's wrong?" Peter asked, still maintaining a leisurely demeanor.

The sound of the clapper trembled incessantly:

"We've just received news that Ronan the Accuser attacked those con artists' ship, and the Sphere of Deception... is now in Ronan's hands!"

Shortly after, in the Nova Corps' operations room.

When Peter entered the operations room, the atmosphere was somber.

Star-Lord, Gamora, Drax, Groot, and Rocket were seen kneeling on the judgment platform below, their faces covered in dust.

"Sorry, we messed everything up!" Star-Lord plopped down on the ground, looking dejected.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't insisted on going to that Void to sell that piece of junk!" Rocket couldn't help but point at Star-Lord's nose and curse.

"What's the point of saying all this now!" Gamora's face was extremely solemn. "Once Ronan gets the Power Stone, he'll definitely be the first to come and destroy Xandar! We must stop him!"

The centurions, trembling with rage at the sight of the culprits, instinctively drew their energy guns, ready to kill them.

"Stop? What can you possibly do to stop us! Because of you bunch of idiots, the entire planet Xandar is facing annihilation! In the name of the Nova Corps, I hereby sentence you to death!"

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Just then, a mocking whistle came from the doorway.

A blue-skinned alien wearing a dark red trench coat and a metal fin on his head swaggered in, leading a large group of similarly dressed space pirates.

It was Yondu, Star-Lord's adoptive father.