Chapter 715 The first generation of rising star Roman Day

The current situation can be described as treacherous.

On this small planet of life, several of the top forces in the universe are actually gathered here.

The five generals of Obsidian, Ronan the Accuser, and Centurion Nova, all three parties have their own agendas, and they all come here to compete for the Power Stone.

Such a big scene can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime event.

The predator who was still watching on the side was trembling and regretful, why did he come to muddy the muddy water.

Why don't you go do something serious?

It's because Xandar's cargo caravan is not good, or it's not good to rob the energy planet, so he has to be greedy to help Xandar.

The name "Predators" sounds domineering, but in fact they are just space pirates, a group of rotten fish and shrimps that cannot be put on the stage.

No matter which one of these three forces, they can be crushed to death as easily as ants.

"Damn Quill, I'm going to skin him sooner or later!" Yondu's face was uncertain, and he almost hated that bastard adopted son.

If they hadn't listened to Star-Lord's nonsense, they wouldn't have fallen to this point, surrounded by three major forces.

"Ship...Captain?" An extremely ugly man whose face looked like he had been splashed with sulfuric acid said tremblingly: "Shall we...shall we escape first?"

"Shamao face, is your head full of excrement?" Yondu glared at him and cursed angrily: "I bet that if we dare to move, the Dark Sanctuary rail gun will be able to destroy it in ten Within seconds, we will be turned into a pile of ashes!"

"Then...what should we do?"

Another crew member asked shivering.

"Wait...wait until they finish."

Yondu secretly held the whistle arrow tightly and considered the number of enemies. He was afraid that he was blowing his words and might not be able to lead everyone to break out. Finally, he sighed helplessly.

The reason why they are not dead now is not that the three parties are afraid of them, but that they don't pay attention to them at all, or they have forgotten their existence.

But if they are ignorant and try to escape with the spacecraft, the operators on the Dark Sanctuary will definitely not mind using up some weapons reserves to kill them first.

So the best way is to stay where you are and pray that these three behemoths really forget about their group of pirates.

Yondu stared at the battlefield, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Although he often talks about how he wishes to skin Star-Lord or capture him and torture him, in fact, he has already regarded Quill as his biological child.

Today, Quill's life and death are unknown.

The three overlords were in a stalemate with each other, and the entire sky was filled with warships.

The Nova Legion headed by Xandar, under the leadership of the Centurion, faced off against the Five Obsidian Generals and Dark Sanctuary 2. Although Ronan the Accuser's Saka Legion was crippled, there were still a large number of undead ships. .

For a time, the atmosphere was frozen to the extreme.

The three fleets occupied the sky in a fan shape, confronting each other. The energy accumulated in the muzzles fluctuated, setting off waves of waves across the sky, and a brutal interstellar war was about to break out.

"Such a final announcement!"

The Nova Centurion was surrounded by golden light, with murderous intent in his eyes. Behind him were countless golden warships. His cold voice resounded throughout the world: "Put down the power gem immediately and get out of the capital of the Nova Empire. Otherwise, we will regard it as a provocation. You start an interstellar war!”

"Thanos...never fears threats."

Ebony Throat sneered again and again, with a touch of sarcasm on his skinny face: "We have the five Obsidian generals and the Dark Sanctuary, but you, a centurion, really think you can defeat us?"

"Give me back the Power Stone!"

Ronan the Accuser was a little crazy. After losing the Power Stone, he couldn't bear the emptiness in his body.

Having experienced the supreme power, how could he accept his current weak self? He wanted to take back his own power gem and once again...become the supreme god!

But unfortunately, no one paid attention to Ronan.

The eyes of the five Obsidian generals are always on the Centurion, because this man is the only biggest obstacle to them seizing the Power Stone!

"Centurion, I admit that you are strong."

Ebony Throat put his hands behind his back, surrounded by mental energy and gravel. There was a coldness in his sunken and gloomy eyes: "But you are only one person, but there are five of us. Do you really want to be with us?" Is there a war?"

"Once the war really starts..."

"It's hard to say who wins and who loses, but I'm sure that there probably won't be a single life on the entire Xandar planet."

"Take the entire Nova Empire civilization in exchange for a power gem, Centurion, do you really want this result?"

Ebony Throat has decided that Nova Centurion will not bet the entire Nova Empire with him on the ownership of an infinite stone.

Unexpectedly, after listening to it.

The centurion sneered and said slowly: "Who told you that there is only one centurion in the Nova Corps?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

As the centurion's voice fell, the sound of thunder suddenly sounded, and seven or eight golden rays suddenly appeared in the distance, tearing through the sky with the force of rolling wind and thunder. The golden stream of light dragged out was like a comet, leaving a rainbow in the sky. Like a dazzling arc.

In a moment.

Nine golden figures stood high in the sky, with brilliant golden light like the sun rising in the sky. The surging energy set off endless raging waves, which emptied and hit the waves after layers, shaking the sea of ​​clouds in the entire sky.

There are actually nine Nova Centurions!

"What a Nova Empire!!!"

The skinny ebony-throated pupils trembled, and the already ugly face became even more ugly. He gritted his teeth angrily and said: "There are so many centurions. It turns out that you are the one who hides the deepest!"

"No...impossible..."

The Ronan accusers were dumbfounded.

Isn’t there only one centurion?

Why do so many centurions suddenly appear, and each one is exactly the same as the person in front of him? Even the aura leaked out is completely similar, as if they were cloned!

"Since you have nine centurions, why were you almost wiped out by the Kree Empire in that war?!" Ronan couldn't accept it at all, as if he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

This question is also what Ebony Throat wants to ask.

The power of nine centurions is enough to reverse the balance of war between any super civilization. Since they have such a powerful force, why did they suffer heavy losses in the first place and were almost wiped out by the Kree Empire?

"At that time, there was really only one."

The first centurion said coldly: "Roman Dai, he is the only Sandar among the hundreds of billions of Sandarians who can withstand the power of the new star, but it is a pity that he is the only one."

Ronan and Ebony Throat's expressions changed slightly, and they vaguely seemed to have guessed the truth, but they did not interrupt the centurion and allowed him to continue speaking.

The centurion seemed to be reminiscing, and his tone was calm and mixed with a hint of unexplainable meaning: "Roman Day is the hero of Xandar."

"It was because of his presence that we were able to win that difficult war."

"But he soon realized that he alone could not protect Sandar, so he began to look for someone who could inherit the mantle, protect Sandar civilization, and lead the Nova Army."

"It is a pity that after hundreds of years of searching, until Roman Day reached his old age, no one could be found who could inherit the power of the new star. He is a special being, a miracle that cannot be copied."

"Roman Dai finally came up with a way, which was to peel off his consciousness and integrate it into a supercomputer. Through the supercomputer's calculations and data, he could forcibly control the power in that field."

"Then, with the help of advanced super genetic engineering, we can perfectly clone his clones, and then these clones will share the power of the new star, just like a multi-threaded machine."

"And that supercomputer, after integrating Roman Dai's consciousness, gave birth to a new consciousness, which is... the world spirit."

"We...are all Roman Day!"

The Xinxing Centurion said the last word, with a strong look of violence in his eyes: "Since you know Xandar's secret, stay here forever."