Chapter 306 With me here, no one can hurt him.
A strange and dull sound of flesh being pierced rang out.
With all of Darian’s strength, plus the augmentation of magic runes, the long staff instantly broke through the energy shield outside of Ronan, going from bottom to top, straight into the opponent’s body.
"Urgh..."
A muffled groan squeezed out of Ronan’s throat.
The expression on his face instantly twisted into a ball, his entire body suddenly went taut, his muscles tightened involuntarily, his legs clamped together, and he froze on the spot.
How to describe that feeling...
It was like being constipated for a whole half month, with a pile of hard, thick stuff stored in the belly, trying desperately to push it out, only to find it wouldn’t come out, and instead, it shrank further inside, causing a painful, bloated sensation.
At this moment, Ronan’s mind went blank, he was completely stunned, and by the time he realized what he had encountered, it was already too late.
The next instant, a piercing, excruciating pain exploded from below.
"Ah!!"
After holding it in for a few seconds, Ronan finally couldn’t help it, letting out a miserable, ear-piercing scream, his voice full of extreme pain.
The entire battlefield was shocked into silence for a moment by this scream.
Everyone turned their heads in unison, all of them unable to help but shrink back, inexplicably feeling a tightening in their own lower regions.
At this moment, Ronan had an extra long tail behind his butt.
What a vicious move!
Everyone present, whether teammate or enemy, couldn’t help but swallow their saliva.
Fortunately, they weren’t facing Darian; otherwise, if they took a hit like that, the injury would be minor, but they would likely be left with psychological trauma for the rest of their lives.
"Earthling! I will have you die!!"
The bone-chilling pain, combined with unprecedented humiliation, drove Ronan almost insane.
Although his body was strong enough and the energy shield reduced the damage, this blow didn’t cause too much physical damage, but it caused indelible damage to his spirit.
Ronan gritted his teeth and turned around, wanting to use his warhammer to smash Darian’s head, but Darian was still tightly gripping the other end of the long staff, and with his body restricted, he couldn’t reach Darian who was behind and below him.
"Bastard!!"
Ronan immediately raised his warhammer and smashed it hard against the ground, and a powerful shockwave was instantly released in all directions.
Crack!
A crisp snapping sound rang out. Darian, who was in a state of invincibility, was not shaken away by the shockwave and remained steadily in place, but the long staff in his hand had snapped into two pieces.
This long staff was not any divine artifact; it was just a regular weapon of an Asgard soldier. Previously, to increase its power, Darian had attached several magic spells to it, causing the staff body to become fragile and unable to withstand too much Impact.
Just now, Darian had been gripping the end of the staff tightly, and under Ronan’s shock, the staff finally couldn’t take it and snapped on the spot.
But the problem was that the break wasn’t in the middle, but exactly at the part at the top that protruded a circle from the staff body.
Darian looked down at the larger half of the broken staff in his hand, then looked up at Ronan. He didn’t need to guess to know that the remaining small piece, along with the textured top, was definitely left inside the opponent’s body.
Darian: (° —)
Originally, Ronan had a chance to pull it out himself, but now, the entire top section was broken off inside.
Unless he reached in to dig it out, or relied on pushing it out hard by himself, there was basically no hope of getting it out.
But with so many eyes watching right now, as a prominent figure, how could Ronan bring himself to dig into that place?
He tried to squeeze hard again, wanting to force the broken staff out of his body.
But the object was positioned too deeply. No matter how hard he squeezed, he couldn’t get it out; instead, it tugged at the surrounding muscles, a sensation so sour and refreshing it was indescribable.
Ronan froze on the spot, his complexion changing from iron blue to flushed red, and then from flushed red to pale white.
His lips trembled, unable to say a word, just staring straight at Darian. The anger in his eyes was almost overflowing, and his expression looked as if he wished he could swallow Darian alive.
Darian spread his hands and said with an innocent face: "You can’t blame me for this; you were the one who smashed it with your hammer, it has nothing to do with me."
"Arghhh!!!"
Feeling that unspeakable, indescribable foreign object sensation inside his body, Ronan’s reason was completely swallowed by rage, and he let out an angry roar.
Regardless of everything, he gripped his warhammer tightly with both hands, the blue light on the hammer head surged, and in an instant, rich energy emerged, blasting toward Darian’s position.
Seeing that the BOSS had entered berserk mode, Darian quickly retracted his head back into the pit.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!
One loud bang after another exploded in everyone’s ears, shaking the entire dark aster.
Ronan had completely lost his mind, waving his warhammer crazily, bombarding the area around the pit entrance with beam after beam of energy. He didn’t care if he could hit Darian; he only cared about venting the anger and humiliation in his heart.
The surrounding Necro-soldiers were out of luck. Many were just standing in Ronan’s attack range, and without even time to react, they were hit by the energy beams and instantly turned into dust.
But Ronan didn’t care about the life or death of his subordinates at all.
He now only had one thought in his mind, and that was to kill Darian, the Earthling who had humiliated him.
Seeing this, the Guardians of the Galaxy quickly retreated to the periphery, fearing being caught in the crossfire.
Even the two sisters, Gamora and Nebula, tacitly rolled on the ground to a safe area on the periphery to continue their bickering.
"Damned Earthling! Get out here!"
Ronan roared, his eyes scanning the surroundings, wanting to find Darian’s figure.
The next moment, the ground by his feet suddenly disappeared, revealing a pitch-black pit.
"The same trick won’t work on me!"
This time Ronan was prepared, immediately turning around and raising his universal warhammer, blasting an energy beam at the pit in the ground.
However, the pit was empty; no one climbed out.
At the same time, a voice rang out from the ground behind him.
"Good opportunity! Hell Stab!"
Pfft!
Another muffled sound of flesh being pierced.
"Arghhh—!!"
Ronan let out another miserable scream, this time the sound was even sharper than before, the pitch was unknown how many degrees higher than his usual speaking voice, as if it were being squeezed out by someone choking his neck.
The broken staff piece that had originally remained inside his body was pushed in another section by this blow, sinking even deeper.
Ronan only felt a sudden expansion inside his body, a sensation of extreme sourness and refreshment rushing straight to his skull, and his entire body’s muscles twitched uncontrollably.
Darian crawled out from another pit behind Ronan, holding a new long staff in his hand, a size larger than the previous one.
With the coordination of the diamond pickaxe and the Silent Step skill, he silently sneaked behind Ronan and repeated the same old trick.
Darian looked at the weapon in his hand that had become a poop-stirring stick and couldn’t help but mutter: "This move is powerful, but it’s a bit hard on weapons."
Before he could act again, suddenly a savage shockwave swept over.
Boom!
The ground under Ronan’s feet was directly collapsed by the shock, and Darian, who hadn’t had time to retreat into the pit, was exposed on the ground.
"Shameless rat! Finally caught you!"
Ronan’s eyes were spitting fire, gritting his teeth and squeezing this sentence out from between his teeth.
In an instant, waves of terrifying invisible gravity were released, pressing down toward Darian, even the surrounding space was pressed and distorted.
Darian instantly sensed the strong energy fluctuations brought by the gravity, quickly let go of the long staff, and retreated back repeatedly.
Although his invincibility effect hadn’t disappeared, the damage would still occur, so he couldn’t take it head-on.
Ronan, regardless of his image, reached out and pulled out the long staff from below, his blue eyes having turned bloodshot red, staring fixedly at Darian.
"I will tear you into pieces!"
Ronan shrieked with a sharp voice, acting like a mad demon.
The next moment, he stomped his feet heavily and rushed toward Darian, his universal weapon whistling out, wrapped in violent energy fluctuations, smashing fiercely toward Darian’s chest.
Darian reacted extremely quickly, immediately pulling out the pharaohs scepter to block. At the top of the scepter, several magic runes flickering with a faint light instantly emerged.
Rumble!!
A deafening loud noise exploded.
Terrifying energy fluctuations erupted between the two, and one could see ripples of energy spreading outward with the naked eye.
The shockwave swept around like a gale, and the Necro-soldiers within range who couldn’t dodge in time were directly blown away, falling in disarray.
And this was just the beginning.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!
Both were firing at full power, the universal warhammer and pharaohs scepter constantly colliding, technology and magic blasting against each other. Two completely different energies crashed together, erupting with extremely terrifying power.
The ground around the two was blasted with one large hole after another, deck fragments and dust flew all over the sky, and the entire dark aster seemed to be trembling.
The members of the Guardians of the Galaxy watched, dumbfounded.
They originally thought they understood Ronan’s strength, but they didn’t expect this Kree’s true strength to be so terrifying.
Especially Quill, who had previously thought about finding an opportunity to show off his earth-shattering singing voice and dance moves to Ronan, to shift the opponent’s attention to help Darian.
But seeing this scene now, he immediately dismissed this thought.
It wasn’t that he was afraid of death, but he was full of trust in his fellow countryman, believing Darian could solve it himself.
As The Accuser of the Kree Empire, Ronan’s combat skills and experience were unquestionable, and combined with the full-power output of his universal weapon, he was essentially an all-around warrior possessing stats, techniques, and mechanics.
Darian was one of the few who had encountered an enemy even more flashy than himself.
He not only had to take Ronan’s frontal onslaught but also had to constantly guard against the shockwaves, gravity fields, energy beams, and electric surges that could pop up at any time...
One after another, it was simply impossible to defend against.
Just as Darian dodged an energy beam sideways, Ronan’s universal weapon had already smashed over.
Just as he was about to raise the pharaohs scepter to counterattack, an invisible gravity suddenly pressed onto his body, his feet instantly sinking into the ground.
The effect of the invincibility skill had long since passed. Darian could not be immune to control states, and his movements were forced to be a beat slower.
In the blink of an eye, Ronan’s warhammer was already in front of him, directly smashing Darian flying. He, along with several unlucky Necro-soldiers, smashed heavily into the wall in the distance.
Bam!
With a loud bang, the wall caved in.
Darian dug himself out of the wall, saw the effect of the Life Steal Ring suddenly activate, his slightly depleted health bar recovering again, and turned to look at the murals on the wall, feeling very grateful.
"Good people, I’ll burn some yellow paper for you later."
There was no time to mourn for the few good people, as the next to appear was Ronan.
Ronan rushed over again. Before he even arrived, the gravity had already pressed down, hard-controlling Darian in place again.
"You think you’re the only one who can add DEBUFFs?"
Darian waved his hand, and several white light orbs flew out from his palm, heading straight for Ronan.
Seeing this, Ronan waved his warhammer, wanting to smash these light orbs away, but found that these light orbs had no power, and the moment they touched, they followed the warhammer into his body.
Weakness, Slow, Poison, Blood Loss, Stun...
A series of negative states surged up like a tide, and even with Ronan’s tough body, he couldn’t help but feel a moment of daze.
Darian took this opportunity to decisively release energy tentacles.
Several pitch-black tentacles suddenly emerged from his back, instantly wrapping around Ronan’s limbs and torso, binding him tightly like iron chains.
Darian took out a cyan goblin scimitar and pointed it toward Ronan’s position.
[Equipment: goblin scimitar (Summons a lightning strike to a designated area)]
The moment the goblin scimitar was aimed at Ronan, the ground under Ronan’s feet suddenly lit up, and a yellow circular rune quickly emerged, like some kind of summoning magic circle.
Rumble—!!
A deafening thunder sound echoed throughout the entire dark aster, the echo reverberating in the metal cabin, almost shattering everyone’s eardrums.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
Wait, where does thunder come from in the Universe?
Before they could react, a dazzling lightning bolt suddenly struck down from the top of the cabin, moving so fast that its trajectory couldn’t be seen, slamming directly onto Ronan, precisely hitting that yellow rune on the ground.
Zzzzt—!
The moment the lightning hit Ronan, blue electric currents instantly wrapped around his entire body, and countless electric snakes crawled crazily over him.
Ronan’s energy shield couldn’t block the power of the lightning either; the current pierced directly through the shield, spreading to every inch of his muscles and bones.
Ronan’s whole body twitched violently, and he let out a series of out-of-tune screams from his mouth.
His original blue skin turned charred black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a pungent burnt smell permeated the air.
"Ronan, go in peace; I will take good care of your weapon for you."
Darian naturally wouldn’t let this opportunity pass.
He raised his pharaohs scepter and smashed it hard toward Ronan’s head.
"With me here, no one can hurt him."
A confident voice came from the distance.
At the same time, a black shadow attacked rapidly, precisely colliding with the pharaohs scepter.
Darian only felt his wrist shake, the pharaohs scepter deviated from its direction, sliding past Ronan’s ear, and falling downward with inertia.
Due to the Kree Empire’s preference for primitive style attire, Ronan had always been wearing open-toed shoes, with a few toes exposed, and the pharaohs scepter happened to land directly on his toes.
"Arghhh!!!"
Darian:. "....."
Corvus Glaive: "...."
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