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On Sovereign, thousands of light-years away.
Inside the magnificent throne hall, Ayesha, the Golden High Priestess of Sovereign, was staring intently at the screen.
"The most primitive way of human communication..."
Ayesha repeated these words, her golden fingers unconsciously stroking the armrest.
The Sovereign people reproduce through genetic cocoons; they have eliminated all uncontrollable genetic variables, pursuing ultimate perfection and order.
And that man, with his own power alone, had destroyed the entire Golden Fleet she was so proud of.
"A perfect creature..." Ayesha's lips parted slightly, her voice trembling with a hint of excitement.
"What is that person's name?"
"According to the intercepted relay station signals... they call him 'Homelander'."
"Homelander..."
Ayesha whispered the name, a subtle longing in her eyes.
"High Priestess?" a subordinate asked cautiously. "We have two reconnaissance aircraft left. Should we withdraw them?"
"No."
Ayesha looked up, regaining her cold and arrogant posture.
"Enable silent stealth mode and follow him."
"I want to know everything about him."
"Yes!"
...High above Ego the Living Planet.
"Buzz—"
The air vibrated slightly as the two surviving stealth reconnaissance aircraft followed silently behind Homelander.
Homelander's ears twitched slightly, and he smiled inwardly.
Ignoring the tails behind him, he turned and transformed into a red and blue meteor, flying towards the temple... Bang!
With a loud crash, the heavy gates of Egos Temple were kicked open, slamming onto the floor inside and kicking up a cloud of dust.
In the center of the temple.
Ego was spreading his arms, eyes closed, enjoying the bath in the blue divine light.
It was the energy essence being fed back from the countless Planets being devoured by the God seeds.
Above him, Peter Quill was pinned in mid-air in a spread-eagle position by a glowing energy tentacle.
At this moment, Star-Lord's face was distorted, his eyes rolled back, clearly in immense pain.
"Quill!!"
Gamora shouted.
This shout interrupted Ego's "feeding" time.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the intruders with an impatient expression, like seeing a fly land in his plate during a feast.
"I don't recall sending out any party invitations."
Ego shook his head, his tone arrogant.
"Especially to you, Yondu. You low-life who would sell your soul for money, how dare you step into my temple?"
Yondu said nothing.
He just stared intently at Quill, who was pinned in the air.
The Earth boy he had raised since childhood, who always caused trouble and gave him headaches, but whom he had always treated as his own.
Now, however, he was being drained of his life like a battery.
"Low-life..." Yondu grinned, revealing a mouthful of crooked, rotten teeth.
His coat billowed, and the Yaka Arrow at his waist rose slowly, its tip glowing with a bloodthirsty red light.
"Whistle—!!!"
A short, sharp whistle.
A red light flashed.
The Yaka Arrow seemed to break through the constraints of space, carving distinct red trails in the air.
It began to zip frantically around Ego's body.
Pffft! Pffft! Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!
The dense sounds of piercing merged into one.
In a fraction of a second, it zipped through Ego's chest, abdomen, limbs, and neck hundreds of times!
"Good job, blue-skinned daddy!"
Rocket Raccoon shouted, the energy hand cannon in his hand already fully charged.
"Have a taste of my particle feast!"
"Boom—!"
A thick beam of energy blasted directly into Ego's chest, sending his riddled body flying backward.
"Ah—!"
Ego let out a scream, his body becoming mangled and broken.
But he was a God, after all.
Under the blue light, those pierced wounds quickly writhed and healed.
"Keep going! Don't stop!!"
Gamora shouted, leaping high like a leopard, her blade slashing toward Ego's head.
Nebula's mechanical arm shifted forms, lighting up with high-voltage pulses as she followed close behind.
Under their combined assault, Ego didn't even have time to finish a single villainous line before his human form completely disintegrated into countless blue specks of light, vanishing into the air.
As the avatar dissipated, the tentacles binding Star-Lord vanished instantly.
Quill's body lost its support and fell from mid-air.
"Quill!"
Gamora slid forward and caught the falling Star-Lord steadily.
Meanwhile, far away on Earth in Missouri.
The God seed that was growing frantically seemed to have lost its power source.
All the blue matter suddenly stopped writhing.
The tidal wave of energy that was about to break through the sealing array subsided, turning into a pile of hard blue crystals solidified on the ground.
"Did we succeed?"
Wanda, who had been struggling to hold on, felt the pressure suddenly drop and wiped the sweat from her forehead... Inside Egos Temple.
Gamora helped Quill up.
"Are you okay, idiot?"
Her tone was still cold, but her movements were gentle.
"Hey... Gamora."
"I knew you would come."
Quill clutched his chest, which was still aching slightly.
"I knew that old bastard was no good." Gamora glared at him. "I told you a long time ago, he's not your good daddy."
Quill gave a wry smile, clutching his still-aching chest.
"'I told you so'... that's the phrase I want to hear the least. Right before 'we need to talk'."
"So didn't I come to save you?"
"Yeah..." Quill chuckled. "...This proves we are connected by the red thread of fate."
"On Earth, they call it destiny."
"Bullshit! No such thing! You're overthinking it!" Gamora retorted.
"Gag..."
Beside them, Rocket made a gagging face.
"Please, can you two flirt at a more appropriate time?"
"I'm about to puke! Seriously, my stomach acid is coming up!"
Jessica was still professionally holding the camera. She glanced around the empty hall and frowned in confusion.
"Is it over?"
"That guy named Ego... a God? He just died like that?"
"This is way too simple," Jessica complained with a look of disdain.
"I thought there'd be some three-stage transformation or a screen-clearing ultimate move or something. Instead, he just got beaten to death by a flurry of random punches?"
"Simple?" Rocket patted his chest, looking triumphant.
"That's because yours truly was here!"
He struck what he thought was his coolest pose for Jessica's camera.
"This was all according to Lord Rocket's plan!"
"This is called a 'Blitz'! Get it? Catch him off guard, concentrate fire, and take him out in one go!"
Meanwhile, in the live stream back on Earth, the audience was also completely bewildered.
[That's it?]
[I just went to the bathroom, and the boss is gone when I get back?]
[This is way too fast. I already had my popcorn ready.]
[A God? Is that all?]
[It feels... less intense than a gang shootout on the streets of New York.]
Bang!
A large hole suddenly exploded in the side wall of the temple.
Two figures burst in, panting for breath.