Fighting swords, or gladiators, real name Karak.

He was born centuries ago, but no one knows exactly when he was born. He is said to have a proud lineage, but the names of his ancestors are as unknown as his date of birth.

Karak was a cadet in his hometown, on the planet Strontia, training with other young Strontia men and women to compete for the title of gladiator. Over time, Karak gradually proved himself to be a respectable man and an efficient soldier at the same time.

Later, Karak and the other nine trainees who had completed the training were informed of the purpose of the trial: the new Imperial Guard of the Xia Empire would include the best warriors of all races, and the Empire would be represented by these people.

After a series of challenges and missions, as well as being suspected of being a renegine, Karak was finally appointed Consul of the Imperial Guard.

Since then, it has become a sword fight.

The fighting sword possesses enormous power, the exact limit of which is unknown.

His level of strength depends on his confidence, and as such, the more confident he is, the stronger he becomes.

He has once demonstrated several shocking feats of strength, such as uprooting the entire Baxter building while fighting the Fantastic Four, or even smashing an entire planet with his physical powers.

In addition, he can shoot red lasers from his eyes, has a monogram on his chest, and always wears a cloak behind his back.

In other words, this guy is almost a Marvel version of Superman, at least in part.

Immune to almost all physical damage, he can withstand large-caliber bullets, powerful concussive explosions, falls from great heights, and powerful superhumans like the Hulk and Hyperion. He can also survive independently in a vacuum of space and withstand extreme temperatures.

However, this is usually the case when it is not enough.

Although Douken's own strength will increase with his self-confidence, correspondingly, if he loses confidence in himself.

Then his strength will also plummet, and he will fall hard!

"Don't worry, Quill, that guy isn't particularly tough to deal with."

After reviewing the information in his heart, Bai Ye smiled and patted Star-Lord on the shoulder.

According to the plot, Doujian himself should be controlled by the Church of Truth of the Universe with the help of the power of the Planet Devourer, and his alien version of the Avengers, the Imperial Guard, is even more so.

Star-Lord still had a bitter look on his face, and couldn't help frowning and said, "Are you sure?" The Imperial Guard is quite a formidable army, and Sword Fighting is a top fighter. ”

"Like the telekinetic shield you made before, I'm afraid it won't take him more than two seconds. No, it can smash it and the people inside in a second. ”

In the middle of the conversation, the silver spaceship had swaggered down in the open space not far in front of the three of them. It looks like a masterpiece of futuristic technology, covered in a smooth silver alloy that reflects the light around it.

During the landing, the spacecraft released some gas, forming a brilliant halo of light, like an unknown ritual.

Then, the hatch slowly opened, revealing a bright passageway.

Out of the spaceship came a muscular man with dark purple skin and a set of red close-fitting clothes that accentuated the contours of his sturdy body.

A cloak fluttered behind him, adding to the heroic atmosphere.

He has a fashionable mohican hairstyle on his head, which looks very chic. The furrowed brow revealed that he was serious about the situation in front of him. The man stepped out of the spaceship and walked towards the three of them step by step, his expression solemn and solemn.

"Sword fighting!"

Star-Lord looked at the man with the Moxican hairstyle, and a flash of intense emotion flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself in a low voice.

He felt a sense of emptiness as he reached his waist, and then suddenly remembered that his weapon had been destroyed when the ship crashed, and he couldn't help but look embarrassed.

His hand flicked in the air a few times, as if trying to retrieve a weapon that no longer existed.

"Damn, my elemental gun, which I managed to adjust...... Forget it, I've always relied on my wits and luck anyway. ”

He looked down at the ground and reached out to pick up a stone, but scratched his head in embarrassment. Eventually, he suddenly straightened up and took a fist stance toward the swordfight, as if to show that he wasn't without combat skills.

Doujian glanced at Star-Lord and said indifferently:

"Play as a clown. And it won't save you from the forgiveness of the Church, Peter Quayle, who has been the most annoying of the little bugs that stand in our way during all the years of serving in the Church of Universal Truth. ”

Fighting Sword continued, "Quill, your time has come to an end. And you two don't look like members of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Could it be the earthlings who meddled in the affairs of the church? ”

White Night didn't say anything, and Clint clenched his bow tightly, stepped forward with a firm gaze and shouted, "We are superheroes on Earth!" You will not be allowed to continue destroying the planet. ”

"Heroes? How can you ants resist the power of cosmic truth? The advent of the Devourer of Planets is unstoppable. ”

A sneer curled into the corner of Doujian's mouth, and he waved his hand to signal the men on the spaceship behind him to get ready.

Hearing this, a hint of cunning flashed on Star-Lord's face at this time, "Speaking of the Devourer of Planets, I've heard a little bit. But I haven't really heard much of this cosmic truth guy. Oh wait, I know a little bit. ”

He pointed to the fighting sword and said with a fluttering eyebrow, "This guy, if I'm not mistaken, should be a guy who used to hang out in the Imperial Guard, but I heard that he later switched to the Cosmic Truth Cult and licked the boots of the Planet Devourer like a dog!" ”

Whatever the past, now I am a believer in the Truth of the Universe, and you are sinners who stand in the way of the truth."

Before the words fell, the fighting sword suddenly waved his hand, and a group of sect members holding energy weapons immediately descended from the spaceship behind him. These people looked indifferent, and their eyes revealed contempt and contempt for the other.

"Surrender now, I can just kill Peter Quayle, the remaining two, our church is very tolerant, you can join the ——————

As soon as Doujian was halfway through his words, he saw a dazzling yellow beam of light shoot out quickly, hitting Doujian's body with precision, making a loud noise.

Dressed in a red bodysuit, he immediately drew an arc in the air, smashing through the spaceship behind him, and splinters of metal flew everywhere.

"What."

Star-Lord froze in place, watching the figure of the sword fighter fly in the air, a look of incredulity on his face.

Then he looked back, and saw that Bai Ye was holding a short yellow staff with a spherical horned statue at each end, and the yellow light had just been emitted from it.

Noticing Star-Lord's surprised gaze, White Night smiled and shrugged at him.

If there is anything other than self-confidence in the weakness of sword fighting.

That is, he is very, very, very sensitive to magical attacks.

(End of chapter)