Chapter 970: Desperate Drax
Chapter 970
"Stop! or I..."
"Drinkβah!" Gamora, who was speeding down the hallway, leaped forward and kicked the guard in front of him over the floor.
The other guards behind him heard the noise and immediately turned around, but it was too late, Gamora used his speed to slide sideways to close in on the guards, and his right fist, which was already ready to fire, burst out with a gust of fist.
"Click!!", the chicken flies and the egg hits.
Instantly feeling like the whole world had turned gray, the prison guard stared at his eyeballs, and his mouth was wide and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.
Showing no mercy, Gamora retracted her right fist and struck him in the temple with an elbow as she stood up, causing him to faint instantly.
Then she stepped forward and kicked him out and crashed into the arms of the prison guard behind her, and then took advantage of the moment when he subconsciously held his companion closer, jumped up on the spot and popped out with two feet like a rabbit kicking an eagle.
"Peng!" both of them were trampled to the ground by her, and the prison guards who came to support behind were kicked away by her before they could slap with the explosion-proof shield.
Gamora came sideways between the two, her long flexible legs raised high and hooked in reverse, jamming the guard guard's arm, and slapping the other person with a slap on his soft, slender arm.
After doing all this, Gamora stood on one foot, her thigh straining slightly, and threatened, "I need this." β
"Oh, then I'm going to... Good luck, he has wires connected to the body. β
"I have a way. Gamora raised his eyebrows, his thighs slammed into force, and the sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded.
After a moment, Gamora ran to the edge with a mechanical armband that had been groomed with a knife: "Rocket!"
As soon as the rocket turned around, he reached for it, the armband was in his hand, and with the battery that Groot had protected, he had all the things he needed.
"Groot, let's go to the watchtower!"
Oh yes, and there's another one coming back?
Rocket thought about it and suddenly laughed, and hummed a song as he assembled and memorized the battery over and over again.
But at this moment, a huge explosion suddenly sounded in the sky, and the Nova prison guard, who had been guarding the upper passage, was directly swept away by the impact.
Gamora, who was closest to the place, turned her head to look around as soon as she dodged the littering rubble, only to see a corpse lying in the thick smoke of the explosion, which she knew so well and didn't want to see that she subconsciously said their names.
"Necrons?Ronan's men? This can't be...... He must be crazy..."
At the bottom of the prison area, the Destroyer Drax, who was about to lift a prison guard high and smash it to the ground, suddenly paused, his hand strength subconsciously relaxed, and the prison guard fell to the ground with a "snap~", and crawled out of here.
But Drax didn't care about him at all, and all his mental attention was now drawn to the key words he had just captured from the noise of war.
"Necro Legion?Ronan?Where is he?Where is Ronan?!"
Quill with a mechanical leg in his hand just ran over, and when he heard him shouting stupidly, he couldn't help but look around: "Ronan?
"Don't try to fool me, you who slept with the Asgards!
No sound escapes my sensitive ears, not even the noisy battlefield. β
"Okay, okay, but don't you see it now? You may be hallucinating because you're too sad. The corners of Quiel's mouth twitched, he rolled his eyes, and pointed not far away: "In short, our top priority now is to complete our plan." β
"Killing Ronan and avenging my family is my plan!"
"Yes, that's right! We're going to get out of here now!"
"But I just heard Ronan, he's here, and I've already asked about his stench!"
"I ......"
The rocket who climbed onto the lookout turned his head to look at the two people who were still below, frowned, and bared his fangs: "Hey, hurry up! If you guys are in the ink for a while, I'll leave by myself, and I won't be responsible for collecting the corpses then!"
"Boom !!"
Another explosion was heard, this time accompanied by a dense sound of footsteps, and soon a group of soldiers in completely different attire from the Nova Legion ran out of the entrance to the explosion.
They were armed with energy guns, and they were dressed in dull red-black armor with large and small holes in their helmets, which looked like charred zombies rising from the flames.
Such a unique and uncomfortable aesthetic look is no one but the well-known Necronomisis!
"Habihuba almost, pull the black (kill all the enemies, leave the prisoners, find them!)"
As the order was given, the necromantic soldiers stepped forward and set up their guns to snipe the Nova guards throughout the prison area, and one of them, who was being beaten by several prisoners, escaped the rescue.
"It's really them!hahahahaha! I didn't feel wrong, my instincts were right!"
After laughing wildly, Drax held his twin knives and let out a sad and angry roar at the necromantic soldiers above: "They are all mine!!! I will kill them with my own hands to avenge my daughter and wife!"
The necromantic soldiers on the upper floor were successfully attracted by his momentum, and then several people watched him a little confused as he brandished his twin knives and climbed the stairs with great momentum......... 6th Floor.........
"Damn..."
Quill scolded and sighed at the stubborn Drax as he watched the necromantic soldier appear, then turned around and walked towards Groot, he didn't plan to be buried with an iron Hanhan, if it was really Ronan who came, then he would have to run away.
Otherwise, just a few of them, there are not enough people to stuff their teeth.
"Why didn't you stop him?" asked Gamora as she looked at Quill as she climbed up.
"Stop him, I'm afraid he'll take me as an enemy to thwart his revenge, and poke me a few transparent holes. β
Rocket in front of him shook his head after hearing this, "Their people are indeed like this, they can do it." β
"Look. β
"Then we'll leave him alone?"
"Otherwise, what can we do? Follow him to kill the Necromantic Legion? We don't even know the situation outside, and we can't even talk twice about whether we can get out. β
"Hey, don't doubt Uncle Ben's plan, it's you guys who are moving too slowly!"
Groot, who was behind the crowd, glanced at the two people who were arguing back and forth with disgust, and then turned around and walked out.
On the 6th floor of the prison, Drax, who finally ran up, found that the previous necromantic soldiers had let the drone sneak attack from behind kill only one.
Drax, already red-eyed, picked up an explosion-proof shield and charged at him, the specially made shield perfectly blocked the Necro Soldier's shots, and he also found that the gun was out of bullets!
"This will be my declaration of war on Ronan!!"
"Hahahaha! Die!!"
Drax threw away his shield and flew down the mountain like a tiger, his twin knives biting into the hearts of the necromantic soldiers like fangs of a poisonous tongue.
The terrifying power made the hands of the necromantic soldiers tremble, and in the end, they were basically waiting for death.
Just when the blade was 0.01 centimeter away from his flesh.
"Poof~" A sound of falling to the ground sounded.
Drax, who was flying through the air, suddenly fell, and was pulled into the watchtower by a few thick tree sticks with a bewildered expression.
The same bewildered Necro Soldier watched him slowly leave him...... Until the door of the watchtower slammed shut......
"No !!!!"