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Thor can let the Guardians of the Galaxy play, but as a good friend, he is absolutely reluctant to let them die.

A violet-blue thunder light descended from the sky, like a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the ground, straight into the head of the 'political commissar' ebony throat. That momentum, as if he had to be smashed to death in an instant, inserted into the depths of the earth, as the foundation of this purple beam of light.

Ebony Throat is a repeat offender, and he always likes to maintain that aloof air.

Just facing Thor, the serious king of Asgard, plus a powerhouse whose strength is suspected of surpassing the sub-tianfather level, the ebony throat can't hold it anymore!

In reality, the battle is not a game, you can see how strong the opponent is, how much the attack power and defense power are. It is often based on the opponent's previous record to judge its basic strength positioning. And also take into account the issue of attributes or abilities.

It's like a guy who only has melee physical attacks, and he will be played to death by a space mage like Mei Jiexao in minutes.

On the other hand, Ebony Maw, who plays with mind power like this, will be helpless when dealing with a guy whose energy output is extremely violent.

Yes, that is to say, a guy like Thor who does not need money for summoning Thunder.

After Star-Lord returned to Earth, he used a new term he had just learned from someone: "Fuck!"

The silver guard guy, only at this moment did he realize what kind of thick thighs he was holding.

A cluster of thunder light that separated the world from it was reflected in a few funny eyes, and the purple light was injected directly into the ground. There was a loud "bang", and the blinding continuous flashes made the entire battlefield like a small sun falling down.

This is Harlem, in the northern part of Manhattan, New York. Originally, there are slightly fewer high-rise buildings than Manhattan, but in any case, the buildings here can't stand up to Thor.

The terrifying thunder light spread out in all directions along the entire street.

Not to mention the soil and slate on the ground, even the seven- or eight-storey buildings were like small houses made of building blocks, lifted directly from the ground by the lightning.

The moment Thor amplified his move, Ebony Maw had already invoked his mind power and began to retreat at a subsonic speed, but was still caught up by the violent thunder.

In a hurry, the shields, stone pillars, and abandoned tanks that he summoned with his mind power were useless at all.

The invisible mind power lingering around Ebony's throat suddenly became visible under the impact of lightning. It felt that the incomparably condensed mind power was like a balloon ignited by fire, first inflated, and then the whole thing exploded.

Ebony Mow has never been a melee powerhouse. In a sense, his physical fitness is the worst among the five Obsidian generals. In the movie, he is even more ridiculous to die of vacuum hypoxia.

This is incomparable to Thor, but the spaceship was blown up and thrown into a vacuum, and he was still alive and kicking. When he woke up, he could communicate with Gamora about "family misfortune".

When a master cannot protect himself with the energy he is good at, he is finished.

There is no flesh and blood flying, and the violent energy contained in the thunder and lightning brings the extreme high temperature. More than half of the limbs of the ebony throat were directly carbonized due to the ultra-high temperature, and they fell apart in mid-air.

This is still Thor's hand, and did not continue to bombard.

At the critical moment, the thunder beam turned awkwardly, and although it continued to move forward, like a sharp knife slicing the earth, everyone saw that the thunder quickly dissipated.

Not waiting for the shocking lightning strike to end, Star-Lord who was nervous about Gamora flew over and found the ebony throat with only half a breath left.

The political commissar brother was miserable, half of his body was missing, and he was missing from the chest down, and only one left hand remained.

Star-Lord shouted to Thor, "Thank you!" In exchange for Thor's naive smile, the mantis girl rushed over there.

The ebony throat, whose life was in danger of being distracted, could no longer resist the intrusion of the mantis woman's mind, and she said it in a few moments.

"Gamora and Nebula are on ship 297." After that, he thoughtfully passed the model and coordinates of the ship to the smart computer on Star-Lord's wrist.

Destroyer Drax suddenly looked sober: "Hey! I remember killing my wife and daughter, this guy has a share!"

At this time, Ebony Maw, who had recovered from the state of mind control, even died and said, "Ignorant guys! You are really annoying! Why can't you understand the greatness of the Lord? Half of the people died just to make The universe lightens the burden..."

Even Thor, who was not far away, who was giggling all day long, couldn't stand hearing Ebony-throated's words.

Thor is a big-hearted man. He can even endure many things that ordinary people seem unbearable. His only evil scale is his people.

Asgard is miserable enough. Not long ago, in order to overthrow Hela's reign of terror, Asgard had to be bombed, and most of the Asgardians died.

Now the ebony throat actually said, "please kill half of the Asgardians for the sake of Thanos"?

There is only one answer to such a fanatical **** stick like Ebony Throat.

Thor pouted at Drax: "He's yours now."

Drax, the muscular man with reddish-brown skin, burst into laughter, and he showed an orc-like grin. The journey of revenge spanning hundreds of millions of years and thousands of light years seems to have finally taken a substantial first step.

In an earth-shattering scream, the remnant of the ebony throat was completely blown apart by Drax's extremely violent beating, turning into blood foam and shredded flesh, and then falling down one after another, like a bloodbath. rain.

Before he knew it, the Obsidian Five had only one Deathblade General left.

At this time, the dead blade has no time to care about the life and death of other generals, because he found that he was dragged to death. The opponent is not only strong, but also entangled his own power with his death power like a rogue.

This is a fusion of energies ~www.readwn.com~ the evil force of death attempts to devour the light.

The power of the Light of Light is also purifying evil.

Good and evil are incompatible, and there is always a winner.

Obviously the two of them are not physically entangled, and the energy they spill out of the body is too much and too overflowing, causing a situation that is similar to consumption. Whoever consumes the opponent first will become the complete winner, and can even further condense his own power by conquering the power of the opponent's heart and soul.

At this juncture, either you die or I live.

In the face of General Deathblade's fast and slow, seemingly slow and fast, unpredictable rhythm, different strengths, and tricky angles, the US team always seems to respond in a constant and ever-changing way - raising the shield Block, and then adjust it at the moment of receiving a heavy blow, either by unloading or by holding it hard.

The tricks are not well known to outsiders.

What annoyed him the most was that he found out that Team America had a trance to break through himself at this juncture.