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Chapter 87
One by one, the Deities enshrined in human myths were brutally slaughtered by Martin, terrifying the Dark Elves into stupefaction.
Were they out of their minds to appear at this moment? Were they simply rushing to their deaths by confronting Martin?
Everything was moving forward.
Especially on Earth, facing Ultron's threat, many factions began to unite. The warning issued by Wolverine, who had traversed from the future in a dire state, truly shocked everyone and caused widespread concern.
"So, where is Logan from the future?" Magneto's face was grim.
If anyone was in the worst mood, it was undoubtedly Magneto. While it was true he wanted to rule the world and change the Mutants' situation, if Ultron killed everyone, what would be left for him to rule?
At this point, even Hydra would participate in resisting Ultron!
"He's already gone back, to face their own future."
Professor X turned his wheelchair, his voice calm.
Captain Marvel said, "Logan traveled back to stop Pym from creating Ultron, but for some unknown reason, he found that the existing history was constantly being revised by the timeline, and the points in time that could accommodate his travel and refuge were rapidly decreasing?"
"Yes, at least that's what he told me," Professor X nodded.
"Then where is he?"
"He's already gone back."
Everyone fell silent, incredulous looks on their faces, but they quickly took action.
Numerous signals were transmitted; they no longer cared even if Ultron detected them.
S.P.E.A.R.
Sun Wukong, S.P.E.A.R.'s top warrior, was also troubled.
He braced himself as he stared at the giant ape that had appeared before him, feeling a headache.
"You're making this very difficult for me. A Deity suddenly appearing on Earth..." Sun Wukong clutched his head, looking desperate.
"Hmph, you didn't complain so much when you were trained by my strand of hair back then."
The giant ape's eyes widened, and a surge of Divine Power erupted.
Sun Wukong said helplessly, "The Supreme One has already entered the mortal world. Those Kamar-Taj sorcerers will definitely not let you off easily if they discover you. You should know that the past between you Deities and us Earthlings isn't exactly pleasant."
The ape laughed heartily and swatted him. "Don't mind these details."
Sun Wukong spat out a mouthful of old blood, suffering a minor injury.
He was just a Mortal who had received a strand of Divine Power, unable to withstand the ape's casual slap.
"In fact, I have no choice either. Our entire Heavenly Court is in hiding. I used the Divine Power within you as a guide to come to Earth first and scout the situation."
The ape rubbed its head, a little worried. "That madman named Martin is roaming the entire Universe, brutally slaughtering the major God Races of the World Tree. Many once powerful God Races have been annihilated, and now only the Heavenly Court remains. If we hadn't hidden quickly and forcefully sealed off all contact between the Great Luo Heaven and the outside world, we would have been finished. That madman would kill us all."
"Martin is slaughtering the Gods?"
Sun Wukong was startled, his face filled with shock.
This was simply too outrageous.
Had that conqueror named Martin already entered the cosmic starry sky to hunt down the major God Races? But then again, Martin now possessed the Space Stone, allowing him to go anywhere in the entire Universe...
"What do you want to do?" Sun Wukong frowned tightly.
The ape said, "Nothing, just quietly observe the situation. My True Form is staying in the Heavenly Court. If I die, my True Form won't be affected, but it will receive the information I send back."
Sun Wukong didn't respond.
He truly didn't want to hide this large ape with him, but it seemed there was no other way now.
And to force the Gods of the Heavenly Court to this extent, how terrifying must that Martin be?
Everything was complicated.
Just as all the forces on Earth were uniting to fight against the growing Ultron.
On Xandar, deep in the Universe.
Quill and Lockdown, tracking The Orb all the way, arrived here in their spaceship, covered in the dust of their journey.
"Damn it, someone got here faster than me!" Quill was a little annoyed.
Lockdown snorted coldly, "If I were leading the team, I would never give that woman named Gamora any chance to escape."
Quill glared at his partner in dissatisfaction, "Hey! I'm the boss now, you should listen to me no matter what. Less grumbling, that's an order!"
Lockdown's eyes flickered, and he snorted coldly again, but did not refute.
He was a hunter, and as long as he achieved his goal, nothing else mattered.
As long as he achieved his goal.
Find that top cosmic assassin named Gamora, rumored to be the daughter of Thanos, the Lord of the Dark Quadrant? But it didn't matter, Lockdown didn't care about such things. No matter how powerful the Dark Quadrant was, it would never be stronger than Cybertron!
Find Gamora, kill Gamora, and then reclaim The Orb!
Anyone who dared to obstruct them deserved to die!
Two figures walked down the streets of Xandar. This combination of one Human and one Robot indeed attracted attention. More precisely, it was the dark, mighty, and burly Lockdown who attracted too many gazes.
Lockdown just standing there exuded a terrifying cosmic pressure and a chilling aura, making people dare not underestimate him.
"This big guy's appearance, how is it so similar to that one's creation?"
A Rocket Raccoon perched on a tree, stroking his chin, his face full of suspicion.
[Ahhh, please, dear readers, bestow a wave of subscriptions. My performance is declining, and I hope everyone supports me! (sobbing)].
Chapter 112
As a bounty hunter, the ferocious Rocket Raccoon was extremely sensitive to any stirrings in the Universe.
He was born in an alien insane asylum, a product of human and animal genetic modification. His complex life experiences from a young age gave him a crisis sense and keen instincts far exceeding those of ordinary people.
Of course, bounty hunters like Rocket Raccoon knew about the major events happening in the Universe recently. They had long since clearly defined who could be hunted and who should not be provoked.
"I am Groot." The tree person mumbled.
"What? You hate that Robot? That's right, killing that Robot won't give you any nutrients, and we don't need to kill, and definitely can't kill! Hey, you know if we do this, the trouble will be huge!"
"I am Groot."
"No, no, that Robot, only that one in the entire Universe can create it. That guy is a ferocious Overlord, even more ferocious than Thanos. We'd best steer clear of this darn thing, or it will be very troublesome."
Rocket Raccoon was in a bad mood. He genuinely didn't know why that one's subordinate would appear here.
Could it be that poor Xandar was about to face an even more terrifying disaster?
This was truly despair-inducing for the Raccoon.
Martin's subordinate appearing here meant that Martin's gaze had crossed half the universe and was now firmly fixed on this place. Fragile Xandar would definitely not dare to offend that one.
Now, the entire universe knew that a terrifying, indescribably ferocious conqueror had emerged from a remote region called the Milky Way Galaxy. Defeating Odin was a small matter, not enough to shake the entire universe, but when the news came that he had killed Dormammu, the entire universe trembled.
That was Dormammu!
The Lord of Darkness!
A being who had swept through countless star systems, against whom countless entities harbored deep hatred but were utterly powerless. He would retreat into the Dark Dimension, and no one dared to charge in and fight Dormammu.
But Martin did it.
Not only did he do it, he actually brutally killed the terrifying Demon God Dormammu right in the Dark Dimension!
When Rocket Raccoon heard this news, his entire Raccoon self was scared stiff.
"Remember last time, Groot? The two of us went to a planet to hunt a criminal, and that planet was unlucky enough to be targeted by Dormammu. With just one gaze, the planet collapsed, and we almost died!"
Rocket Raccoon still felt a lingering fear.
Groot also mimicked Rocket Raccoon, clutching his chest, looking a little scared.
Rocket Raccoon held a telescope, staring intently at Lockdown.
In fact, everyone was staring at Lockdown. Those who were well-informed and knowledgeable had already realized what this black giant robot meant, and some people's faces showed panic, even despair.
"Is Xandar also targeted by that one?"
Someone wailed, quietly fleeing, about to board a spaceship and escape quickly.
More people looked bewildered, their faces showing curiosity.
Lockdown scanned coldly, and soon, he detected many prying electronic devices, then snorted coldly, "Disgusting provincials, so unsophisticated."
Quill's thunder was completely stolen by Lockdown, and he was equally in a bad mood. Hearing this, he said exasperatedly, "Buddy, because of you, we're exposed. How about we switch from covert searching to outright robbery?"
Lockdown immediately nodded, deeply agreeing, "Good idea."
"Huh? Hey, wait..." Quill's heart skipped a beat as he opened his mouth, but it was already too late.
He watched with his own eyes as Lockdown's head suddenly deformed. A grotesque cannon muzzle extended from his face, terrifying energy beams surged, a fierce and murderous aura frantically spread, and killing intent permeated the air.
Boom!
A massive cannon blast roared out, instantly blasting through a dozen buildings, ultimately obliterating the target area into a giant crater.
This was very Lockdown: if he could blast it with a cannon, he would never resort to close combat.
"You, you, what did you do?!" Quill covered his face, looking utterly broken.
This was Xandar, on someone else's territory!
"I was just attacking the target... I found that assassin named Gamora."
Lockdown's voice was cold, and he strode forward. The cannon muzzle extending from his face not only didn't retract but began to charge again, about to fire a second attack.
That wretched Gamora dared to seize The Orb before them. This was an unforgivable mistake. Killing Gamora and reclaiming The Orb was his highest mission as a bounty hunter.
Nothing else mattered.
Lockdown marched straight, causing countless people to cower and retreat in fear.
Until he stood in a pit and looked down coldly.
In an instant, a lithe figure suddenly leaped up, raising a knife and fiercely striking Lockdown's neck.
But, it only produced a shower of sparks.
"Damn it!"
Gamora was covered in dirt, her body also covered in scars. She had endured so much just to strike this one blow, but the strength of the opponent's Chassis exceeded her imagination.
"What kind of monsters are these Transformers? No wonder Thanos is so wary of them!"
Gamora cursed inwardly.
"Die, Gamora. You took something you shouldn't have. Repay your sin with your life."
Lockdown's voice was cold, and he was on the verge of unleashing his second cannon blast.
A large number of small flying craft gathered, surrounding Lockdown and Gamora.
(end of chapter)
Were they out of their minds to appear at this moment? Were they simply rushing to their deaths by confronting Martin?
Everything was moving forward.
Especially on Earth, facing Ultron's threat, many factions began to unite. The warning issued by Wolverine, who had traversed from the future in a dire state, truly shocked everyone and caused widespread concern.
"So, where is Logan from the future?" Magneto's face was grim.
If anyone was in the worst mood, it was undoubtedly Magneto. While it was true he wanted to rule the world and change the Mutants' situation, if Ultron killed everyone, what would be left for him to rule?
At this point, even Hydra would participate in resisting Ultron!
"He's already gone back, to face their own future."
Professor X turned his wheelchair, his voice calm.
Captain Marvel said, "Logan traveled back to stop Pym from creating Ultron, but for some unknown reason, he found that the existing history was constantly being revised by the timeline, and the points in time that could accommodate his travel and refuge were rapidly decreasing?"
"Yes, at least that's what he told me," Professor X nodded.
"Then where is he?"
"He's already gone back."
Everyone fell silent, incredulous looks on their faces, but they quickly took action.
Numerous signals were transmitted; they no longer cared even if Ultron detected them.
S.P.E.A.R.
Sun Wukong, S.P.E.A.R.'s top warrior, was also troubled.
He braced himself as he stared at the giant ape that had appeared before him, feeling a headache.
"You're making this very difficult for me. A Deity suddenly appearing on Earth..." Sun Wukong clutched his head, looking desperate.
"Hmph, you didn't complain so much when you were trained by my strand of hair back then."
The giant ape's eyes widened, and a surge of Divine Power erupted.
Sun Wukong said helplessly, "The Supreme One has already entered the mortal world. Those Kamar-Taj sorcerers will definitely not let you off easily if they discover you. You should know that the past between you Deities and us Earthlings isn't exactly pleasant."
The ape laughed heartily and swatted him. "Don't mind these details."
Sun Wukong spat out a mouthful of old blood, suffering a minor injury.
He was just a Mortal who had received a strand of Divine Power, unable to withstand the ape's casual slap.
"In fact, I have no choice either. Our entire Heavenly Court is in hiding. I used the Divine Power within you as a guide to come to Earth first and scout the situation."
The ape rubbed its head, a little worried. "That madman named Martin is roaming the entire Universe, brutally slaughtering the major God Races of the World Tree. Many once powerful God Races have been annihilated, and now only the Heavenly Court remains. If we hadn't hidden quickly and forcefully sealed off all contact between the Great Luo Heaven and the outside world, we would have been finished. That madman would kill us all."
"Martin is slaughtering the Gods?"
Sun Wukong was startled, his face filled with shock.
This was simply too outrageous.
Had that conqueror named Martin already entered the cosmic starry sky to hunt down the major God Races? But then again, Martin now possessed the Space Stone, allowing him to go anywhere in the entire Universe...
"What do you want to do?" Sun Wukong frowned tightly.
The ape said, "Nothing, just quietly observe the situation. My True Form is staying in the Heavenly Court. If I die, my True Form won't be affected, but it will receive the information I send back."
Sun Wukong didn't respond.
He truly didn't want to hide this large ape with him, but it seemed there was no other way now.
And to force the Gods of the Heavenly Court to this extent, how terrifying must that Martin be?
Everything was complicated.
Just as all the forces on Earth were uniting to fight against the growing Ultron.
On Xandar, deep in the Universe.
Quill and Lockdown, tracking The Orb all the way, arrived here in their spaceship, covered in the dust of their journey.
"Damn it, someone got here faster than me!" Quill was a little annoyed.
Lockdown snorted coldly, "If I were leading the team, I would never give that woman named Gamora any chance to escape."
Quill glared at his partner in dissatisfaction, "Hey! I'm the boss now, you should listen to me no matter what. Less grumbling, that's an order!"
Lockdown's eyes flickered, and he snorted coldly again, but did not refute.
He was a hunter, and as long as he achieved his goal, nothing else mattered.
As long as he achieved his goal.
Find that top cosmic assassin named Gamora, rumored to be the daughter of Thanos, the Lord of the Dark Quadrant? But it didn't matter, Lockdown didn't care about such things. No matter how powerful the Dark Quadrant was, it would never be stronger than Cybertron!
Find Gamora, kill Gamora, and then reclaim The Orb!
Anyone who dared to obstruct them deserved to die!
Two figures walked down the streets of Xandar. This combination of one Human and one Robot indeed attracted attention. More precisely, it was the dark, mighty, and burly Lockdown who attracted too many gazes.
Lockdown just standing there exuded a terrifying cosmic pressure and a chilling aura, making people dare not underestimate him.
"This big guy's appearance, how is it so similar to that one's creation?"
A Rocket Raccoon perched on a tree, stroking his chin, his face full of suspicion.
[Ahhh, please, dear readers, bestow a wave of subscriptions. My performance is declining, and I hope everyone supports me! (sobbing)].
Chapter 112
As a bounty hunter, the ferocious Rocket Raccoon was extremely sensitive to any stirrings in the Universe.
He was born in an alien insane asylum, a product of human and animal genetic modification. His complex life experiences from a young age gave him a crisis sense and keen instincts far exceeding those of ordinary people.
Of course, bounty hunters like Rocket Raccoon knew about the major events happening in the Universe recently. They had long since clearly defined who could be hunted and who should not be provoked.
"I am Groot." The tree person mumbled.
"What? You hate that Robot? That's right, killing that Robot won't give you any nutrients, and we don't need to kill, and definitely can't kill! Hey, you know if we do this, the trouble will be huge!"
"I am Groot."
"No, no, that Robot, only that one in the entire Universe can create it. That guy is a ferocious Overlord, even more ferocious than Thanos. We'd best steer clear of this darn thing, or it will be very troublesome."
Rocket Raccoon was in a bad mood. He genuinely didn't know why that one's subordinate would appear here.
Could it be that poor Xandar was about to face an even more terrifying disaster?
This was truly despair-inducing for the Raccoon.
Martin's subordinate appearing here meant that Martin's gaze had crossed half the universe and was now firmly fixed on this place. Fragile Xandar would definitely not dare to offend that one.
Now, the entire universe knew that a terrifying, indescribably ferocious conqueror had emerged from a remote region called the Milky Way Galaxy. Defeating Odin was a small matter, not enough to shake the entire universe, but when the news came that he had killed Dormammu, the entire universe trembled.
That was Dormammu!
The Lord of Darkness!
A being who had swept through countless star systems, against whom countless entities harbored deep hatred but were utterly powerless. He would retreat into the Dark Dimension, and no one dared to charge in and fight Dormammu.
But Martin did it.
Not only did he do it, he actually brutally killed the terrifying Demon God Dormammu right in the Dark Dimension!
When Rocket Raccoon heard this news, his entire Raccoon self was scared stiff.
"Remember last time, Groot? The two of us went to a planet to hunt a criminal, and that planet was unlucky enough to be targeted by Dormammu. With just one gaze, the planet collapsed, and we almost died!"
Rocket Raccoon still felt a lingering fear.
Groot also mimicked Rocket Raccoon, clutching his chest, looking a little scared.
Rocket Raccoon held a telescope, staring intently at Lockdown.
In fact, everyone was staring at Lockdown. Those who were well-informed and knowledgeable had already realized what this black giant robot meant, and some people's faces showed panic, even despair.
"Is Xandar also targeted by that one?"
Someone wailed, quietly fleeing, about to board a spaceship and escape quickly.
More people looked bewildered, their faces showing curiosity.
Lockdown scanned coldly, and soon, he detected many prying electronic devices, then snorted coldly, "Disgusting provincials, so unsophisticated."
Quill's thunder was completely stolen by Lockdown, and he was equally in a bad mood. Hearing this, he said exasperatedly, "Buddy, because of you, we're exposed. How about we switch from covert searching to outright robbery?"
Lockdown immediately nodded, deeply agreeing, "Good idea."
"Huh? Hey, wait..." Quill's heart skipped a beat as he opened his mouth, but it was already too late.
He watched with his own eyes as Lockdown's head suddenly deformed. A grotesque cannon muzzle extended from his face, terrifying energy beams surged, a fierce and murderous aura frantically spread, and killing intent permeated the air.
Boom!
A massive cannon blast roared out, instantly blasting through a dozen buildings, ultimately obliterating the target area into a giant crater.
This was very Lockdown: if he could blast it with a cannon, he would never resort to close combat.
"You, you, what did you do?!" Quill covered his face, looking utterly broken.
This was Xandar, on someone else's territory!
"I was just attacking the target... I found that assassin named Gamora."
Lockdown's voice was cold, and he strode forward. The cannon muzzle extending from his face not only didn't retract but began to charge again, about to fire a second attack.
That wretched Gamora dared to seize The Orb before them. This was an unforgivable mistake. Killing Gamora and reclaiming The Orb was his highest mission as a bounty hunter.
Nothing else mattered.
Lockdown marched straight, causing countless people to cower and retreat in fear.
Until he stood in a pit and looked down coldly.
In an instant, a lithe figure suddenly leaped up, raising a knife and fiercely striking Lockdown's neck.
But, it only produced a shower of sparks.
"Damn it!"
Gamora was covered in dirt, her body also covered in scars. She had endured so much just to strike this one blow, but the strength of the opponent's Chassis exceeded her imagination.
"What kind of monsters are these Transformers? No wonder Thanos is so wary of them!"
Gamora cursed inwardly.
"Die, Gamora. You took something you shouldn't have. Repay your sin with your life."
Lockdown's voice was cold, and he was on the verge of unleashing his second cannon blast.
A large number of small flying craft gathered, surrounding Lockdown and Gamora.
(end of chapter)
