I Am In Marvel

The bottom of Chien Prison, the prison area.

Destroyer, who was listed as a battle race with thick skin and strong strength, completely loosened Kyle's arms and back at this time, curled up and twitched to the ground, breathing air in his mouth continuously. sound.

His naked and strong chest was full of burnt black marks, as if he was grilling fiercely on the fire for a while, faintly smelling of meat.

On the other side, Grout, the tree-person, kept backing away, wailing the pronunciation of "Groot" in his mouth, and the vines formed by his arms also loosened Kyle, and there was a burning golden flame on it.

Despite swaying vigorously in the air, or hitting the steel floor, the flames on the tree vines did not go out, but extended more vigorously to the tree human body.

"Groot! Cheer up, Groot!"

The rocket slammed on Groot's shoulder and shook violently along with the tree trunk. It anxiously looked at Gemora on the side, "Hurry up and find a way to save it!"

"You don't need to say, I also know!" Ge Moura took a deep breath, suddenly jumped forward from Groot's shoulder, and took out a brand new blade from his back, facing the burning tree and vine. The center slashed down violently.

'laugh!'

The four vines that were on fire broke apart and fell on the ground. They were quickly covered by golden flames and quickly burned into a layer of black ashes.

Groot retreated to the corner of the wall, and the remaining trees and vines smoked from his arms, looking at Kyle who was restored to his original human appearance with great dread.

At this time, Kyle was wearing a dark venom battle suit, with a faint golden flame lingering all over his body, and his silver hair turned into wisps of flame burning and erected, and his whole body was filled with palpitating divine pressure.

During these three years of cosmic wandering, the Venom naturally did not get fire resistance, but Kyle's control of the fire divine power was more delicate and subtle, and the flames displayed by the divine power could be output through the battle clothes.

Of course, if his divine power is fully activated, Kyle will completely turn into a fireman, even the blood in his 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, and the destroyer is physically resistant. The two have no defense and resistance against the divine flame of as little as a thousand degrees Celsius, and there is no need to achieve full divine power.

"Gmora."

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

Gemora turned pale, bit her lip, and firmly squeezed the blade in her hand. Under the approaching scorching heat, sweat kept slipping from her chin, her eyes watching Kyle not moving any more.

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

"Gmora, run quickly!" The Rocket stood on Groot's head, pulled the trigger, roared and shot a series of bullets at Kyle.But this time there was no chance for a rebound. The bullet only reached the lingering flame on Kyle's body, and it sizzled and melted into crimson molten iron.

"You can't die now, you want to die, it's also in my hands, you Ronan running dog..." Deques said, a dignified man, but with a slightly arrogant meaning, holding his chest with one hand. Burns, struggling hard and slowly to stand up on the floor with one hand.

"You needn't say much."

Gemora smiled relievedly, facing Kyle who walked up to him, she simply threw away the blade in her hand, and said in a slow voice, "You came for me? My life can be given to you." But please let the others go."

"Oh?" Kyle touched his chin, seemingly thinking about this proposal, the golden flames on his body flickered a little dim.

"Gmora..." Rockets, Groot, and Dex couldn't help showing sadness on their faces.

"No, never let them go!"

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

"It's not for the sake of your words." Kyle frowned slightly, and his palms turned back. The raging flame seemed to be surging out, swallowing all the prison guards and guns behind him.

Listening to the tragic wailing of a large number of prison guards before their death, Gemora and others all changed their colors, and it was really impossible to understand the origin and intention of the mysterious man in front of them.

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

Kyle nodded, and Gemora was relieved, closed her eyes lightly, and flashed her tragic past in her mind. The shouts of Rocket and others around her could no longer be heard.

"Don't worry, I will do it soon. You will die without the slightest pain." Kyle stretched out his two fingers and formed them into a sword shape, with golden flames rising from their fingertips, and nodded at Gemora's defenseless forehead.

The fingertips hadn't completely fallen, and there were burn marks on Ge Mo's brow.

Seeing that Kyle's finger was about to pierce his forehead, a calm male voice hurriedly sounded: "Stop!"

Kyle hovered his fingers on the center of his eyebrows, the flames could be extinguished, and dark green blood ran down Gomora's calm face.

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

Xingjue Quill, this time the Guardians of the Galaxy are really crowded...

Kyle looked at the comer and thought to himself.

"Quil, where did you go for so long!" the Rocket cried out in surprise.

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

Quill finished talking to the Rockets, then jumped off 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 you really want a reason, it can only be said that her life is not good, and it has something to do with the person in the Titan Star Territory." Kyle said lightly: "In addition, my name is Kyle and I come from Earth. ."

"Titan... Do you know Thanos?" Gemora's eyes widened in surprise.

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

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

"Quil, do you know him?" The Rockets and others were a little confused, this reversal was really exciting.

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

Quill was very excited. He was taken from the earth by Star Hunter Yongdu when he was a young boy in the 1980s. Of course, he was familiar with Kyle, who made his reputation as a hero in World War II.

"As human beings, why are you so different."

The Rockets were speechless, and others deeply recognized that, after all, Kyle's combat power made them feel powerless and fearful.