Marvel: I Inherited the Kingdom of Shadows

[Mission: Destruction and Creation]

[Content: Destroy the inheritor of creation, Star Lord, and let the glory of creation fall into darkness]

【Reward: A chance to draw a lottery】

[Mission: Time Thief "Drax the Destroyer"]

[Content: Destroy him, seal him, let everyone know the prestige of the devil]

【Reward: A chance to draw a lottery】

Skeleton Billy replied respectfully: "Your Highness, Star-Lord is being hunted down by an army of shadows."

Tony smiled: "Good guy, it hit the muzzle."

Yondu was so excited that he wanted to struggle to get up, but the leader Starka on the side hurriedly pressed his spine, making him unable to move.

The leader, Starka, covered Yondu's mouth by the way, and smiled cutely at Tony: "Congratulations, Your Highness, for finding the clue to Star-Lord."

Tony glanced at Yondu who was so excited that his eyes turned red and his mouth kept whining.

He smiled and got up: "Let's go, let's go to Xingjue."

Several people flew up directly and brought a gust of wind, turning into streamers and flying into the sky.

The predators around trembled and did not dare to move.

Seeing the ultra life forms leave, Starka breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Yondu: "Your son can't be kept."

Yondu's eyes were red, and when he got up, he punched Starka in the face with his fist: "Traitor! You traitor!"

Starka was punched hard, but he didn't dodge, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Yondu was furious, went up and kicked Starka down, and stomped on Starka's face one after another.

Starka folded his arms in front of his face, receiving it without saying a word.

Yondu kicked for a while before the predators around him came up to fight.

"Yondu, enough, enough."

"Okay, okay, you know we can't stop this."

"Hey, my condolences are changing."

The marauders standing around comforted him, trying to catch Yondu.

Who would have thought that Yondu's power would burst out, and the people around him would be thrown away, and the flying red arrow that he carried with him floated up, roaring: "It's not your son who died! That's my son! My son! I would rather die, do you understand!"

The predators around fell silent and did not dare to stop them.

Starka, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, got up from the ground with a guilty expression on his face: "I'm sorry."

The red dark arrow flew to his forehead in the blink of an eye, and could pierce him through at any time.

The marauders all around hurriedly took up their weapons and turned on Yondu.

"Put it down! This is the leader!"

"Are you crazy!"

"Put it down! Kill the leader, the looters will have no place for you!"

The leader Starka pressed his hand, motioning for everyone to put down their weapons.

He looked at Yongdu seriously, and spread his hands: "Yondu, I am really sorry for you in this matter, you can kill or cut if you want."

He's the leader of the raiders, and he needs to protect the organization.

So he was sorry to Yondu, deeply sorry.

Yondu's eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and he glared at the leader Starka with hatred.

The red dark arrow was hovering, not flying forward.

Yondu turned around and picked up the communicator on the table, and shouted at Star-Lord on the other end of the phone: "Son, run! Never come back! The devil is looking for you! He is going to kill you!"

When Xingjue on the other end of the phone heard his father's words, his heart sank.

He took a break from his busy schedule to look at the video, and saw the guilty look of his adoptive father Yondu, Starka's guilty look, and the red dark arrow floating in front of Starka's forehead.

His cold heart is not because of being targeted by the Shadow Empire.

Instead.

It was obvious that the Shadow Empire had found their father.

He couldn't escape the pursuit of the Shadow Empire.

Because his father is still alive.

Father is still alive, not because of the kindness of the Shadow Empire.

But the Shadow Empire wants to tell itself.

They could find Yondu anytime and kill him.

A resolute look gradually appeared on Xingjue's face: "Dad, it's okay, I'll take care of it."

Yondu saw Xingjue's expression and vaguely felt something was wrong: "Don't fight hard, run! Run! You can't beat them! They are all super life forms!"

"Dad, it's okay, we're all going to be okay, trust me."

With a twitch in his heart, Yondu realized what the problem was.

There are thousands of years in his heart, and the ins and outs are constantly deduced back and forth.

He was silent.

What the demigod son says is we'll all be fine.

If the demigod's son wants to run away, can the Shadow Empire stop him?
It was my ordinary father who became an obstacle.

The red dark arrow flew to the front of Yongdu's forehead, pointing at his forehead.

There was no hatred or anxiety on Yongdu's face, only warm concern and fatherly love remained.

He reached out and stroked Xingjue's cheek: "Son, remember, even though I am not your biological father, I love you more than anything else."

Xingjue's eyes instantly burst red: "Dad, don't do anything stupid! I can win! I can definitely win!"

"Dad doesn't want you to win, Dad only wants you to live in peace."

Yondu looked at his son tenderly, and patted the projection on the shoulder.

"Dad is old, he is a waste of Dad, and has become your burden... In fact, Dad also wants to protect you all the time. Dad really wants to watch you live in such a mess and happily... I love you very much, I really love you..."

Tears streamed down Yondu's cheeks.

Yondu raised his head and looked at the huge space combat aircraft carrier in space, covering the sky and swallowing all the sunlight.

"I'm sorry, son, I've become your burden, I'm really sorry."

Xingjue didn't run away anymore, holding the communicator, roaring with red eyes: "Stop him! Stop him! Please stop him!"

Yongdu looked at his son affectionately: "Run, don't come back."

"Pfft!"

Blood spattered on the spot, and Yondu fell on the table, his apology to his son remained on his face, as well as deep nostalgia.

"Papa! Papa! My papa! Papa! Papa! . . . "

Xingjue's desperate cry rang through the communicator and rang in everyone's heart.

Xingjue cried heartbreakingly, crying in extreme despair.

What's the use of my demigod!

Xingjue knelt on the ground, with tears of despair on his face, holding the communicator so that he could not make a sound, only his body was shaking.

The shadow army around him came up and surrounded him.

Xingjue ignored the dark creatures around him, and the power on his body was constantly rising, rising at an abnormal speed.

An eternal light shines from him.

In an instant.

The surrounding darkness was swept away, and this ray of light still flew into the distant starry sky, announcing to the entire universe that a real god was born in the universe.

The noble celestial god who holds the source of creation.

The creation god Xingjue has truly awakened.

Xingjue's blood red eyes stared at Xandar: "Die! Die! Die for me!"

He swept the mighty power of the world, and created countless interstellar spaceships and vast creatures with a wave of his hands.

A star tide rushed towards Xandar, smashing everything in its way.

……

The leader Starka looked at Yondu who fell on the table, covered his face, and knelt on the ground guiltily.

The predators around silently knelt down.

They are sorry to Yondu, but they also know that they must be sorry to Yondu.

A little bit of anger from the Dark Empire is enough to destroy these looters.

Yongdu's death is the best result.

The leader, Starka, felt chills in his heart, and his voice trembled weakly: "Buy Yondu, he is a good predator and a good father."

Everyone bowed their heads and accepted the order.

Starka looked at Yongdu's deeply nostalgic expression on the table, and closed his eyes in pain: "The leader Starka violated the tradition of previous generations of predators protecting his subordinates like protecting his family, and has since resigned from the position of leader. I beg you to forgive my mistakes and let me live as a sinner."

No one spoke, and everyone knew that this was the most helpless choice and the most helpless result.

Starka didn't wait for everyone's show of hands to vote, stood up, and walked into the distance in a daze.

He can be shameless, he can be without dignity, he can be without money.

Letting his subordinates live is his last bottom line.

His heart just broke completely.

Yongdu's death became a hurdle he couldn't get over in his life.

Why, it became like this.

He was in despair for a long time, and his steps were a little chaotic.