The Kree military spaceships gathered energy in their cannons
The temperature around them soared instantly as unprecedented powerful energy fluctuations condensed above the city in the knowhere.
Then, the muzzles flashed red, and energy beams as thick as sewer pipes blasted towards Superman, who stood proudly mid-air, chest out.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Energy beam after energy beam came densely packed.
The scene everyone saw was distorted.
It was clear from this that the energy beams were powerful and terrifying, not something any ordinary person could withstand.
Everyone felt that this unidentified man, despite his great power and battle attire, strong enough to physically tear apart a spaceship, could not possibly withstand such energy beams with his body alone.
A human body couldn't possibly be that strong.
Unless he was a god.
Many knew that gods did exist in this universe.
These gods, born at the dawn of the universe, possess nearly eternal life.
But so far, these gods had not appeared for a long time and had gradually become creatures of legend.
When a race becomes a legend, it indicates that they no longer appear easily before the public.
Obviously, the man in battle attire before them could not be a god.
But these people did not know.
This man had a title, known as the "God Among Men."
Though not a god, he was as mighty as one.
As the energy beams struck towards him, Superman, embodied by Anton, did not move an inch, seemingly stupefied under the bombardment, completely unaware of dodging.
Everyone sighed, thinking yet another powerful being in the universe was about to die under Kree artillery.
Even Nick Fury couldn't help but sweat for Superman.
Despite his confidence in Superman, having been in the universe for a long time, his understanding of the Kree far surpassed his understanding of Superman.
He knew very well how powerful the Kree were, having heard it directly from his companion, Carol.
"Great!"
Elsewhere, Star-Lord also showed a look of surprise.
If these two sides fought, it would be easier for him to sneak around.
With this thought, he quickly used the Ravager team internal system to locate Yondu and his crew, eventually finding that they were only about two to three kilometers away.
"Yondu, you better not be dead…"
Star-Lord took a deep breath, "I've gone through so much trouble, if I can't rescue you now, then it truly must be your fate to suffer this ordeal!"
Under the watchful eyes of many.
The energy beams broke through the air, dozens of earth-shattering attacks hit Superman.
A red glow engulfed Superman body.
In this moment.
Superman figure seemed incredibly small.
Against the backdrop of dozens of Kree ships, even though he demonstrated the ability to contend with a spaceship, he was not favored by the observers.
The reason had already been stated.
An existence that could tear apart dozens of ships with individual power is called a god.
And in this era, gods have vanished.
The universe is without gods.
"Commander, Star-Lord has escaped!"
"Go after him!"
"Target hit, Commander, he done for!"
"Wait, he not dead!"
"That not right, Commander, look quickly, this guy seems unharmed, not a scratch on him..."
"This guy... this guy isn't human!"
"What? Could it be..."
The Kree communication channels were the first to notice something amiss.
Their energy beam attacks seemed to have no effect on the enemy whatsoever.
The enemy still stood proudly in mid-air, unmoving.
As the energy beams dissipated.
This scene appeared in everyone view, shaking the entire inhabitants of the knowhere.
Including Nick Fury, and Star-Lord, who had just left the rooftop to head towards where Yondu and the others were.
"What? How is that possible?"
"This guy is unharmed!"
Countless residents, including Star-Lord, felt their hearts racing, as if they were witnessing a miracle.
Especially the latter.
Star-Lord heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
He trembled all over, a sense of unprecedented fear emerging within him, something he had never experienced before.
Star-Lord truly realized that he had provoked a being he should not have messed with.
This being was different from the powerful Kree.
Although the Kree could use their vast power to make him lose his living space, they weren't a significant threat to him.
The Ravagers had been operating in the universe for many years, offending many major forces, yet they still lived freely because these vast powers didn't have the absolute ability to block any member of the Ravagers.
Powerful as they were, without the ability to target specifically, they couldn't pose the strongest threat.
Superman was different.
From the moment he appeared, he had been targeting Star-Lord specifically.
This made Star-Lord feel an unprecedented threat.
Fear naturally emerged and filled his mind.
At this moment.
Carol, who had been staring at the sky, glanced at the shocked Nick Fury beside her and chuckled.
"Nick, theoretically, you knew Superman before I did, but it seems you still don't understand him as much as I do…"
Carol spoke, leaving Nick Fury puzzled.
"What do you mean?"
He was very curious: "What did you see?"
"Aren't you always extolling Superman strength?"
Carol said, "But have you ever thought that he might be even stronger than you imagine?"
"You're right."
Nick Fury realized, then with some emotion, "I thought I had esteemed Superman highly enough, but I still underestimated him!"
Superman combat style is to max out his attack power and have zero evasion.
He stands still, enduring your attack first, and then, while you're shocked and your scalp tingles, he rushes over to give you a punch and ends the fight.
This is Superman usual tactic.
Anton now finally understood why Superman liked to use this tactic.
It was truly pretentious.
"I'm just standing in front of you, let you beat me, and if you can knock off even a single hair of mine, I'll consider it my loss."
Such action fully showcased his strength and put enormous pressure on the opponent.
It completely destroyed the opponent both psychologically and physically.
Of course.
Mainly, it was for the sake of being pretentious.
Anton, embodying Superman, seemed to sense the shocked gazes from all directions.
He displayed his extraordinary hearing, with voices of astonishment and shock ringing in his ears, including the internal conversations of the Kree, which were not beyond his control.
"Commander, what should we do?"
"Attack! Keep attacking! I don't believe he can really withstand our cannon fire!"
"Understood!"
The Kree soldiers were under a lot of pressure.
But under the orders of their superiors, they had no room to resist.
A soldier duty is to obey.
Thus, one after another, energy beams again shot out from the cannon ports of the spacecraft, hitting Superman.
Superman still didn't dodge.
However, this time, he didn't stand still but moved in a straight line toward the positions of one Kree spacecraft after another.
"Commander, he coming!"
"Dodge him, continue the attack!"
"Understood!"
After a brief exchange.
As the Kree soldiers were about to maneuver their spacecraft away from the urban area to distance themselves from Superman.
The next moment, Superman, sensing their intention to flee, surged in speed.
An afterimage appeared.
The deafening sonic boom, along with shockwaves turned into ripples of air, instantly spread throughout the city in the knowhere.
The Kree soldiers spacecraft had no chance to escape, as the pilot saw the enemy appear directly in front of their ship, only about two to three meters away.
"Gulp!"
The soldier closest to Superman swallowed his saliva, unable to suppress the deep fear that emerged in his eyes, as if he could already foresee his own end.
The next moment, the spacecraft shattered violently, turning into a blazing fireball in the flames, plummeting from the sky.
Needless to say, the Kree soldiers inside the spacecraft were dead beyond any doubt.
"With his speed, it hard to get away, so we have to meet force with force!"
A senior Kree military officer frowned slightly, feeling the situation was extremely tricky, as the enemy strength far exceeded their own expectations.
"All soldiers, let fight him head-on!"
"Understood!"
The Kree soldiers obeyed the order, and the ships no longer hesitated, surrounding Superman and continuously firing more powerful energy beams, determined to settle the score with Superman.
Meanwhile.
Among the Kree soldiers, a green-skinned woman, distanced herself from the battlefield.
Undoubtedly, she was Gamora, a member of the Zen-Whoberi people, involved in Star-Lord plan, representing one of the three factions.
However, according to what Star-Lord knew, this woman seemed to have reached an agreement with the Kree.
The three factions had become two.
Fortunately, the plan was proceeding as he had anticipated, the battle had started, giving him the chance to fish in troubled waters amid the chaos.
This was no longer important.
After handing over the Orb, Star-Lord was no longer the main character of the events.
His life and death mattered to no one.
After the event ended, Superman and the Kree might remember his existence, but they wouldn't actively pursue his whereabouts.
Even Gamora wouldn't care about Star-Lord fate.
Due to Superman arrival, Star-Lord and Gamora relationship, which had just begun, only involved a brief confrontation and had not evolved into a romantic relationship as in the original storyline.
Gamora goal was to steal the Orb and escape from Thanos.
Star-Lord goal was to sell the Orb at a high price.
With different objectives and no mediation, it was impossible for them to unite.
At this moment, the only ones who truly cared about Star-Lord, besides Yondu and his crew, were probably Carol and Nick Fury, who were watching over them.
They both despised and hated Star-Lord failure to keep his promises.
Therefore, they didn't step forward to help Superman with the Kree spacecraft, partly because they knew that with Superman power alone, he could retrieve the Orb and solve the problem, and partly because they wanted to teach Star-Lord a lesson.
Being fellow Earthlings, they didn't have the intention to kill Star-Lord.
Earthlings were extremely rare in the universe.
Over the years, Carol had only met Star-Lord.
She didn't want to kill a compatriot.
Apart from his failure to keep promises, according to her investigation of Star-Lord, he wasn't an utterly evil person, just too greedy.
A minor punishment as a major warning, would be enough to make him realize the seriousness of the situation.
Suddenly.
Carol eyebrows lifted.
"What wrong?"
Nick Fury, noticing Carol movement, turned his head to look, but found nothing, somewhat puzzled.
"Someone coming."
As Carol spoke, she swung her hand sharply, unleashing a burst of energy that struck a square wall within Nick Fury line of sight.
The house was blown open with a hole.
Behind the hole.
Star-Lord, with a face full of shock and tingling scalp, looked at his fellow Earthlings in front of him, and his team members bound hand and foot, completely immobilized.
He suddenly realized.
The Earthlings who had come for him were no ordinary folks.
From Superman to the woman in front of him, they all wielded unimaginably powerful forces.
Besides these two, there was one more person left—a Black man.
"Nick Fury..."
Star-Lord recalled the conversation in the bar at the time, thought of the Black man name, and seeing the surprised expression on Fury face, suddenly understood.
The powerful ones were the white man and woman this Black man was just a joker known for his humor.
It very much aligned with the politically correct narrative.
After Gamora escaped from the Kree soldiers spacecraft, she looked solemnly at the man in mid-air, who was displaying his divine powers, facing off against one spacecraft after another, dismantling them as if they were toys. The shock in her heart was self-evident.
She had never seen such a powerful person.
Except for one.
Her adoptive father, Thanos.
Thanos was extremely powerful, as a member of the eternal race of Titan, he possessed insurmountable strength, stamina, recovery ability, and agility.
Furthermore, Thanos vitality was also very strong, allowing him to survive without consuming anything.
The image of Thanos destroying planets gradually overlapped with Superman in front of her.
At this moment, an idea emerged in Gamora heart.
If anyone in this universe could stop Thanos tyranny, it would definitely be the man in the tight-fitting suit in front of her.
Only this man could confront Thanos head-on.
A one-man army!
Although this man was alone, he was an army capable of confronting the entire force of Thanos.
Gamora was very excited.
She was not worried that this man would refuse to cooperate with her.
As she could see now, this man target was the Orb, and her adoptive father, Thanos target, was also the Orb.
As long as the Orb was in this man hands, he would eventually face Thanos.
Gamora knew very well that two men wielding such great powers could not possibly compromise with each other.
Unless, these two had the same goal.
However, in Gamora understanding, Thanos self-gratifying actions were only recognized by himself and his die-hard loyalists no one else would agree.
Therefore, a confrontation between these two men was inevitable.
With such a premise, Gamora also saw an opportunity to cooperate with this man.