Marvel: Apocalyptic Beginning, a High-Level Game!

Chapter 212 It's Star-Lord's turn to save everything!

New Babylon.

As Star-Lord listened to the explosions and various shrieks piercing the air in the distance, he realized that the war over there was beginning to intensify, which meant that the enemy's defensive forces must have begun to weaken.

"Alright, it's time for Star-Lord to save the day!"

The old man silently encouraged himself while taking out his elemental gun.

But as he prepared to cautiously approach the guards standing in front of the building, as he had always done, his advanced age put a considerable strain on his body—

At least when he stepped onto the sand, the slightly excessive popping sound of the sand made the guards realize what was happening.

"Who's there?"

"Star-Lord, you idiot."

Despite his aged appearance, Rocket, now a young and energetic being, had long since transformed into an energy state. After making a sarcastic remark about Star-Lord, he leaped out and began unleashing a barrage of laser beams from his large gun without restraint.

The guards who had originally wanted to come and check the situation were instantly beaten to a pulp by one person.

As the other guards tried to help, countless vines suddenly sprouted from the ground, gripping their ankles tightly. In the instant they ducked—

"I am Groot."

"Well done!"

The remaining Guardians of the Galaxy each had their own methods.

Take Drax for example. He's like a tank, fully demonstrating his glorious achievement of single-handedly defeating Thanos!

All sorts of energy cannons were completely ineffective against him, even bullets! They shrank instantly upon hitting his skin.

What he had to do was very simple: he simply used his two unparalleled iron fists to smash away any guards who tried to block his way.

As for Gamora, who was rapidly approaching behind him, she also sprang up like a nimble viper, easily knocking away the guards who tried to stop her with several daggers she threw.

Who says women are inferior to men?

But are you sure you need to throw a dagger?

Throwing a pebble would be more effective than this!

Pure strength bridged the enormous gap between the two sides.

They moved through the crowd, swiftly grabbing each soldier's body as a shield and easily killing them with their bare hands.

"Well done, guys. Haha, you guys solved everything without me, the captain, even lifting a finger. Very good, I'm very pleased."

Upon hearing this, Rocket rolled his eyes and remarked that this guy's shamelessness was getting higher and higher.

However, the other teammates have already adapted to this rhythm. After all, everyone used to do things this way, getting things done in a harmonious, lively, and somewhat muddled manner.

"Alright, let's go in now."

Having dealt with all the guards, Star-Lord finally broke into the Battersea Building.

However, seeing the deep cave and the various crumbling structures, everyone couldn't help but slow down.

After all, even Drax wouldn't want to be hit by an entire building; that would be too unpleasant.

However, due to Star-Lord's advanced age, he was inevitably out of breath, and with each step requiring him to exert all his strength to ensure a precise footing, everyone's movements were noticeably slower.

And several times, they almost crashed into a piece of gravel next to them.

Star-Lord felt uneasy because he felt he was dragging everyone down. He could only hold his breath and keep reminding himself of this.

"I am Groot!"

As the towering tree-man slowly opened its flower-covered palm, countless alien beings resembling fireflies flew out.

They illuminated the deep cave, far more effectively than they had been with just flashlights and searchlights.

Furthermore, everyone discovered that, remember our domain name: [domain name omitted], you can read the exciting content anytime. As these caves were illuminated one by one, numerous branches and vines slowly emerged from them, like newly blossoming flowers.

Meanwhile, the branches that had seeped into the ruins began to do their best to maintain the stability of the cave and prevent a secondary collapse.

Star-Lord certainly knew why he was doing all this.

He turned his head, looked at Groot behind him who was looking at him gently, and nodded slightly.

"Alright, stop being so fussy. You look like a woman right now, you know that?"

If you keep going like this, I promise I'll stuff Drax's shit into your pillow.

"Hahaha, my poop is extra-large."

"Can you two just shut up?"

For the first time ever, Star-Lord didn't argue with Rocket; he could feel the affection his teammates had for him.

After Gamora ended the idle bickering among a group of boys, Mantis, who had been at the back of the group and hadn't made much noise, suddenly flicked the two slightly glowing antennae on her head.

"Uh, guys, I'm not sure... it just seems like there are some guys coming up ahead of us, a lot of them, and they're really agitated."

"??"

Are there still enemies?

The rocket revealed a sinister smile and began to pull the pin on its laser cannon.

"I am Groot."

"Groot said he would hold on, and to fight back as much as he wanted."

"Haha, I'll go first."

Drax pulled out two small daggers, then went into combat mode and burrowed into the dark cave that wasn't fully illuminated by the fireflies.

With a series of loud crashes—

"Found them! Kill them! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Various pitiful wails came from the end of the cave, but the team members were certain that it was not Drax's voice, because Drax would never scream like that.

Having ruled out the only possibility, what remains—

Everyone followed suit, afraid that Drax would suffer a loss at this moment.

After all, they didn't know what kind of enemies they might encounter in such a narrow cave.

As the fireflies fully illuminated the passage, the ground was left in a mess—

Countless deformed, short, humanoid life forms were seen, each with a large, bloody hole torn in its chest, or simply cleaved in two, lying sprawled on the ground.

The few remaining underground dwellers, still managing to catch their breath, had eyes filled with terror.

Of course, as a humanitarian, Rocket sent the other person to meet his death with a single shot.

"Leave some for me!"

Drax's bulldozing-like charge sent them crashing into the very bottom floor of the Battersea Building.

Unfortunately, when they reached the end, they accidentally fell into a huge pit.

Everyone started falling, and if Groot hadn't stretched out his vines in time to wrap them up, they might have all ended up with bruises and black eyes.

"Okay, where are we now? This place is like a maze!"

"Welcome, visitors! I am the artificial intelligence of the Battersea Building. May I ask what brings you here?"

While the Guardians of the Galaxy were all huddled together and tumbling into a chaotic mess, Gamora, positioned above them, displayed astonishing balance—

Like a queen, she gracefully descended, stepping on a mountain of flesh made up of men, while simultaneously pulling the Mantis woman back with her hand.

"Oh, I want human rights! I want human rights!"

But Gamora completely ignored Star-Lord, who was still groaning behind her, and let him be crushed by Drax's big butt.

She herself moved closer to the small robot in front of her, which was about the size of a rocket, had a cylindrical body, no feet, and flew by a levitation device.

"Looks like we've found the gatekeeper."