I Am In Marvel

The bottom of Chien Prison, the prison area.

Destroyer, who is classified as a fighting race with rough skin and strong strength, completely released Kyle's arms and back at this time, crouched and twitched and fell to the ground, his mouth constantly emitting cold breaths. sound.

His naked and strong chest was covered with charred black marks, as if it had been grilled fiercely on the fire for a while, and there was a faint smell of meat.

On the other side, the tree Groot kept retreating, wailing "Groot" in his mouth, and the tree vine formed by his arm also released Kyle, which was covered with flaming golden flames.

Despite vigorously swinging in the air or slamming on the steel floor, the flames on the tree vines did not show any signs of going out, but instead extended more and more vigorously towards the tree man's body.

"Groot! Cheer up, Groot!"

The rocket rested on Groot's shoulder and shook violently with the tree. It looked anxiously at Gomora beside him, "Hurry up and find a way to save it!"

"You don't need to tell me, I also know!" Ge Mora took a deep breath, suddenly jumped forward from Groot's shoulder, and took out a brand new blade from each of the back, facing the fire tree vine. The center slashed violently.

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The four burning vines were partially disconnected and fell to the ground. They were soon covered by golden flames and quickly burned into a layer of black ashes.

Groot retreated to the corner of the wall, the remaining vine arms were smoking, and looked at Kyle who had returned to his human appearance in front of him with great fear.

At this time, Kyle was wearing a dark venom battle suit, with a faint golden flame lingering all over his body, his silver hair turned into strands of flames, and his whole body was filled with the oppression of palpitating divine power.

In the past three years of wandering in the universe, Venom naturally did not get flame resistance, but Kyle's control of the fire-type divine power was more delicate, and he could output the flames cast by the divine power through the battle suit.

Of course, if the power is full, Kyle will completely turn into a fire man, and even the blood in the body will boil at high temperature, and the venom will still not be able to symbiotically attach to him.

However, the flame itself restrains the tree man, while the destroyer has a little physical resistance. The two have no means of defense and resistance to the divine flame, which is at least a thousand degrees Celsius. There is absolutely no need to achieve full power.

"Gomorrah."

Kyle stared at Gomora, and with the divine flame, he approached the opponent step by step.

Ge Mora's face turned pale, he bit his lip, and clenched the blade in his hand tightly. Under the approaching scorching heat, sweat kept falling from his chin, and his eyes stared at Kyle who didn't move at all.

There is no need to escape, the huge disparity in strength makes escape a luxury.

"Gomora, hurry up!" Rocket stood on Groot's head, pulled the trigger, and the muzzle roared and shot a series of bullets at Kyle. But this time, there was no chance to rebound, and the bullet arrived at the flames lingering on Kyle's body, and it immediately melted into crimson molten iron.

"You can't die now, if you want to die, it will also die by my hands, you Ronan lackey..." Dex said, a dignified man, but a little arrogant, with one hand on his chest. Burned, with one hand on the floor, he struggled to get up slowly and hard.

"You don't need to say more."

Ge Mora smiled relievedly, facing Kyle who came to the front, he simply threw away the blade in his hand, and said in a slow voice: "Are you coming for me? My life can be given to you, But please let the others go."

"Oh?" Kyle touched his chin and seemed to be really considering this proposal, the golden flame on his body flickered and dimmed a little.

"Gomora..." Rocket, Groot, and Dex all had sadness on their faces.

"No, we must not let them go!"

At the passageway behind the crowd, another team of armed prison guards arrived. After hearing the words of the conversation, the prison guard who led the team said anxiously.

"It's not for the sake of your words." Kyle frowned slightly, his palms turned back, and the raging flames seemed to surge out, engulfing all the prison guards behind him with guns.

Hearing the tragic wailing of a large number of prison guards before they died, Gomora and the others all turned pale, and they couldn't understand the origin and intentions of the mysterious man in front of them.

"Okay, I promise you. You die and the others leave."

Kyle nodded, and Gomora closed his eyes gently, as if relieved, as his tragic past flashed through his mind, and the shouts of Rocket and others beside him could no longer be heard.

"Don't worry, I'll start quickly, and you will die without the slightest pain." Kyle stretched out two fingers and formed a sword shape, with golden flames rising from his fingertips, and nodded towards Gemora's defenseless forehead.

Before the fingertips had completely fallen, Ge Mora's eyebrows were already burned.

Seeing that Kyle's fingers were about to pierce his forehead, at the critical moment, a calm male voice hurriedly sounded: "Stop!"

Kyle's fingers hovered between his eyebrows, the flames were almost extinguished, and dark green blood swept down Gomora's calm face.

Everyone looked up and saw a human man in his early thirties, dressed in costumes assembled from various technological products, carrying a bulging backpack, holding a robotic metal prosthesis, panting standing on the second floor of the prison. on the corridor.

Star-Lord Quill, the Guardians of the Galaxy are really all together now...

Kyle looked at the visitor and thought secretly in his heart.

"Quier, where have you been running for so long!" Rocket exclaimed in surprise.

"Take the prosthesis you want, and my backpack."

After Quill finished speaking to Rocket, he jumped from the second floor and said solemnly towards Kyle: "Everything is easy to discuss, who are you and why you must kill Gomora."

"I don't need a reason to kill. If I really want a reason, I can only say that her life is not good, and it has something to do with the person in the Titan Starfield." Kyle said lightly: "In addition, my name is Kyle, and I come from Earth. ."

"Titan...you know Thanos?" Gomora widened his eyes in surprise.

Quill's reaction was even more exaggerated. He blinked, looked at Kyle up and down, and said excitedly: "I'm also from Earth, fellow! Wait, how come the name Kyle seems to have been seen somewhere... Kyle, Kyle..."

Quill said a few words, his body trembled, and he blurted out: "A symbol of peace, Major General Kyle. No way, is it really the deity?!"

"Quier, do you know him?" Rocket and others were a little confused, this reversal was too exciting.

"Of course I know him, no, it should be said that people on earth know him, he is our legendary hero!"

Quill was very excited. He was taken away from the earth by the star hunter Yongdu when he was a child in the 1980s. Of course, he was all too familiar with Kyle, who made a heroic reputation in World War II.

"The same human beings, why are you so different?"

The Rockets were stunned, and others recognized it deeply. After all, Kyle's combat power made them feel powerless and fearful.