Chapter 1111 Ebony Throat

The Necron warship was blasted by the Chitauri's artillery in the air, and then turned around and continued to chase Quill as if nothing had happened.

The Ebony Throat who followed was even more extreme, not only did not make a sound, but instead controlled the wreckage of the exploding necromancer warship, forming a barrier around his body, and took fragments from it to combine into weapons to attack.

After Ronan saw this scene on the ground, veins popped out on his forehead. What is this?

Although the meaning of existence of the Necromancer in the Necromancer Corps is to complete the task without fear of sacrifice, they are one of the best armies in the universe. On the basis of maintaining their personal consciousness and wisdom, they can also be fearless and fearless. They are not a little better than Chitauri's single soldiers.

But now, what Ebony Throat did was not taking his soldiers seriously at all. Was it to help him, or to hurt him secretly?

In the end, his long-cherished wish was fulfilled, and then all his subordinates were dismissed?

"Nebula! Quick...uh!"

Before Ronan finished speaking, he was knocked to the ground with a heavy blow.

With a roar, Drax swooped back, and the two sharp knives with a cold light fell down like the fangs of a giant python. Unfortunately, Ronan grabbed his wrist with his hands, and no matter how hard Drax tried, he couldn't get any closer.

"You...damn it!"

Ronan suddenly pushed Drax back and flew away, then stood up and rushed in front of him, kicking him backwards and kicking him more than ten meters away, and the two knives in his hands fell to the ground.

At this time, Drax was completely dazzled by anger and hatred. Without a weapon, he clenched his fists and rushed towards Ronan, but before his fist reached Ronan, he seized the opportunity and punched him in the chest. Juli suddenly made his chest tight.

Drax, who was completely powerless to fight back, was grabbed by Ronan's neck again, and raised one hand in the air.

Drax struggled hard, hitting Ronan's body with his fists. The continuous punches made Ronan shake and tremble slightly, far from being able to knock him into the air, as if he was punching your chest.

"Bang!" Drax punched him the last time, and Ronan's anger finally reached the critical point. His arm suddenly exerted force, and there was a crisp sound of bones, and he was picked up and turned over on the ground.

"Ahhh!"

"Bang!~" Drax leaned his back against the ground and punched his chest, and the simultaneous burst of power from both sides made him unconscious.

"I don't remember killing your family, and now, I don't remember killing you either."

As Ronan said, he picked up Drax who had lost his combat effectiveness, turned around and walked towards the brain extraction liquid tank not far away.

When he was halfway there, suddenly, a strange sense of crisis sounded in his mind.

left!

Ronan immediately turned his head to look at the dark alley on the left, and at the same time the other free arm bent into a knife and struck out suddenly.

The huge force even caused a howling fist, but he didn't hit anyone with this blow, and he didn't find anyone in the alley.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt that the power in his hand was empty, and looking back, Drax, who was still pinched by him just now, disappeared out of thin air!

Ronan raised his head suddenly and looked around every corner, but because of the battle, there was no one in sight, and even the feeling just now disappeared.

"Speeder? Nebula..."

"kindness?"

"Here a speedster just sneaked up on me,

Maybe it's with your sister, and now take a battleship to come and pick me up.

Also, tell Ebonmaw that I ask him to send Chitauri troops ashore, search here! "

"Speeder? Well... well, the battleship has passed, I will tell him."

Nebra put down the communication, looked at Gamora jumping around like a monkey in front of him, gritted his teeth and spat, and then connected to Ebony Throat.

"Miss Nebula, I'm very busy now."

"I know, but Ronan said that Gamora still has accomplices on the ground and attacked him. He demanded to send a fleet to conduct a comprehensive search. Also, don't let the Chitauri fleet interfere with me, I want to deal with Gamora myself!"

Are there any associates on the ground?

After hanging up the communication, Ebony Maw was slightly taken aback, and even the offensive to encircle and suppress Quill could not help but slow down.

But... a full search? Is this Cree out of his mind?

Although everyone in the entire void is in danger now, they dare not touch the edge of the fleet.

But once this tranquility is actively broken, this group of lawbreakers will not be so easy to talk about. It will be troublesome if they are stimulated to unite and resist together.

Although he must be the one who wins in the end, but as for the loss, it is not easy for him to explain to Lord Thanos.

But the search is not enough, but the defense is still possible.

"Chitauri Fleet, send out Leviathan standard rooms to conduct all-round surveillance at low altitudes, and others will sneak attack."

After giving the order, Ebony Maw once again set his sights on Quill.

"Now, little mouse, it's game over."

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"Boom~Boom~"

"boom!"

Although the Chitauri ships are completely incomparable with the necromancer warships in terms of external armor, but in this terrain, the small size is more convenient, and their shipboard lasers are not weak at all.

Now, with more and more Chitauri ships joining, their artillery fire is becoming more and more intensive, Quill is now almost unavoidable, let alone beware of that old pervert's telekinetic attack!

That is to say, now Quill has been maintaining the maximum jet, otherwise, once the speed slows down, this small spaceship may be directly controlled by Ebony Maw.

"Rocket! I need cover!"

"Cover?! How can I cover you! Gamora is the same!" Gamora in front of the rocket and Quill in the rear are all in danger, and only he is the most relaxed.

"Go and help Quill first, his place is more urgent!"

"You put it lightly, this damn broken spaceship doesn't have any weapons!"

"Rocket, these capsules are industrial grade, they're virtually indestructible."

"Huh? They're no match for Necro missiles and Chitauri rays!"

"I mean hit it! Quick! I can't hold on!"

"Crash? Oh~ So that's it, I'm coming!" The rocket seemed to have caught a certain point, and the corner of his mouth suddenly raised a smile. He pulled the handle to the right for a 180-degree turn, roaring and rushed towards the battleship group that was chasing Quill.

"Ughhhhh!!!"

"boom!--"

Rocket's spaceship was like a bowling ball, hitting from the first battleship of the fleet to the tail.

The Chitauri individual ships with extremely fragile external armor cannot withstand this kind of attack at all. The frontal impact can directly turn them red into pieces, while the other ships involved have a conjoined reaction, one becomes two, and two becomes four.

"Yeah!! Grand Slam Rockets!"

"Hahahaha~ Thank you Quill. I...---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"

The rocket was just happy, a wall made of countless metal 'kneaded' beat him into the next house like a fly.

"Rocket!"

"Game over, mice."