The sunset hung high in the sky like a blood mist.

A ruthless and brutal slaughter was going on in the setting sun.

Blood pooled into a stream, staining the ground blood-red, a boot stepped on the viscous blood, and in front of him was a group of women and children trembling with frightened faces.

At the front, a woman holding a girl in her arms, holding her child's arms seemed to be exhausting all her strength.

"Get rid of them." The owner of the boots turned around lightly, and the soldier beside him used his weapon without hesitation. The screams came to an abrupt end, and the dead silence of heaven and earth returned.

The girl and woman fell on the blood-paved ground, staring at the poignant sunset in the sky with dead eyes.

……

"No!"

When the girl's dead eyes appeared in the dream again, a man with a tall and sturdy body, dark red skin, and mysterious patterns on it roared and woke up from his bed.

He gasped for air, his big chest heaving like bellows, his hands covering his face in pain, and he had the nightmare again. The nightmare that cost him two of his beloved.

"What are you crazy about?" An annoyed voice sounded from above the man, and a man with colorful hair and clown-like features poked his head out of the bed above, and the only eye in the center of his forehead stared disappedly at the man who had woken up from a nightmare.

"Hmm, are you having nightmares again, Drax? Did you dream about your wife and daughter being killed by the Cree again? On the other side, a man with dark gray skin who had been transformed into a machine with half of his body also sat up from his bed and looked at Drax, who still had a painful look on his face.

Suddenly, a shrill siren sounded.

A rugged male voice was violently outwitting through a loudspeaker in the cabin.

"Hurry up, huggers! It's time for business! A transport ship has appeared at the Sriland jump point! Let me see, see that the appearance is the standard of Xandar Star! We need to hurry. ”

"Looks like I'm going to make a fortune." The one-eyed clown on top of Drax leaped from above like a bouncy orb, bouncing high on the ground and arming himself with speed.

"Let's go, it's not a Kree transport this time, but whatever." The dark gray cyborg man also retrieved his mechanical body, and after the bright energy fluctuations flickered downward in his palm, he raised his eyes to Drax, who had just stepped on a pair of big feet on the ground.

Drax silently stuffed two short knives and scabbards into his pocket, grabbed a box from under the bed, opened it, and carried a huge metal cannon inside, the entire cannon added up to almost two-thirds of his body. But in his hand, it strangely gives people a sense of lightness.

"This weapon is awesome." The dark gray cyborg man glanced enviously at Drax's weapon and ran out with him.

They are a group of star pirates, simply put, interstellar criminals who live on interstellar raids. They robbed, they killed, they were hired. The internal members come from all regions of the universe, and there is no factional position. Most of them carry at least several civilized wanted warrants on their backs, and if they are unlucky enough to be caught, they can go to jail for the rest of their lives.

There are two kinds of star thieves in the universe, one is only active in a certain area, with a fixed territory and hunting grounds, this kind of general manpower, the ship has a certain scale, and can compete with some civilized combat ships. Some are powerful and even able to win.

There is also a wandering star thief who has no fixed territory and wanders around, most of which are loners on a small ship. There are not many of them, and the ship's skills may not be very good, and most of them can't make it around, so they will take their ships to join a large group of star thieves.

Due to the proliferation of star pirates, there is another profession in the interstellar that specializes in fighting against their capture, Star Hunting. Star hunters formed by major civilizations or funded by them often chase these star thieves like hyenas, and then capture them and hand them over to the civilizations behind them in exchange for some bounties.

Drax, who was not a star thief earlier, but a resident of a planet, has a loving wife, and a lovely daughter. He does something similar to that of an interstellar guard to support his family. With his combat power and physical talents, he did not worry about no one recruiting him and giving him a well-paid job. He is very satisfied with this peaceful life.

But the Cree ruined his life!

Ronan the Accuser, a Kree Empire war maniac who has been on an expedition against Xandar for decades. During this time, the Cree destroyed countless planets belonging to the Sandar civilization, and the planet where Drax's wife and daughter belonged was just one of them.

He hated Ronan, he hated the Kree Empire. Flames of anger and hatred burned in his chest all the time. Every day and every night, he would wake up from this nightmare, and he would see those two pairs of dead, gray eyes, which had been so beautiful that he was moved by them and willing to give up everything to protect them.

Drax became a silent man of few words, joining the Star Bandits, who were the best able to find the Cree and attack their ships.

Finding the Kree, finding the accuser Ronan for revenge, is the only obsession in Drax's heart right now. For this reason, he was willing to give up everything.

The rain of light splattered through the dark universe, and by surprise, the Star Pirates that Drax was in quickly approached the transport, and then after a whole set of invasion procedures, the Star Thieves quickly took over the transport ship after paying some casualties.

Then it is to erase its own traces, and according to experience, dismantle the suspicious instruments of the transport ship, and after throwing them away, it is a series of space jumps.

After this business, their star thieves will stop for a while, inquiring about the direction and news of the downwind, and at the same time finding familiar black market buyers to secretly sell the goods on the ship, or the entire ship, or its parts.

Anyway, in the next time, they will first find a remote planet that deviates from the route and important space jump points to rest and hide, and wait until the time has passed, and then come out to do business.

The Star Thieves also meet regularly, but this is usually organized and thresholded. It's impossible for them to know a few fixed-point planets when the star thieves gather.

Now, for example, Drax and the others have come to a very primitive planet, with dense vegetation and creatures, but no civilization.

In the dark.

Drax sat alone on the edge of the mountain peak, far away from his companions, looking at the bright and beautiful starlight in the sky, unpolluted with rage. A voice with a peculiar emphasis rang abruptly in his ears.

"Ah, a target that looks like it has a lot of potential!"

"Who?" Drax looked around, his knife in his hand.

"Who? Well, a poor worker who has undergone arduous training, has a bunch of incomprehensible financial knowledge in his head, and is looking for performance all over the galaxy. I felt the anger and hatred in your heart that was so strong that it was like a substance, and I came. A withered face peeked out of the air, exposing Drax's eyes.

"Do you need the power of revenge?" A demonic man in a black uniform asked Drax bewitchedly.

"Can you give me the power for revenge?" Drax peculiarly did not attack the demon, although he didn't know who it was and what the purpose was, none of this was important to Drax's heart, what was important was what the other party said, the power of revenge!

"Of course, as long as you sign a contract, you will be able to obtain a powerful power that allows you to slay gods!" The demon habitually pulled out the parchment.

"I don't need to butcher, I just need to kill Ronan the accuser."

Drax's words stunned the demon who handed out the parchment. Under Drax's gaze, the demon pulled out a ring and put it on his hand, and when the ring lit up, he angrily said to the other side.

"Hell! Can't you be precise? Another wrong target! He didn't want to slaughter the gods at all! I haven't had a single successful track record yet! ”

“……”

After arguing back and forth with the other side, the demon threw a heavy, wooden-looking mask on Drax's body: "Listen, this mask has the power to give you revenge, you can take it for revenge, but at the cost, you must kill at least two gods for me!" I don't care what god it is! ”

"This mask can give me the power of revenge?" Drax didn't pay attention to the demon's words, he only heard the other party say that this mask has the power to give him revenge.

"Of course, it's rage!"

"The stronger your anger, the more power it can give you! This power is enough for you to complete your revenge. If your anger and hatred are strong enough, you can even summon the body of this mask, a powerful artifact! The demon introduced.

"How do I use it?" Drax asked.

"First, you sign a contract and get permission to use the mask! Yes, that's it, you can press a mudra, or willingly drop a drop of blood. Ten years, ten years, you have to kill two gods. If you don't, then this mask will swallow your power and soul, and that's the price you have to pay to use this mask. The demon watched as Drax pressed his handprints on the parchment, and watched the contract paper return to the dimension of hell under the burning flames of hell, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.