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Chapter 290 Thor and the Guardians of the Galaxy

Chapter 290 Thor and the Guardians of the Galaxy

At this moment, Thor is sitting inside a spaceship. That's right, even Thor needs a means of transportation to travel quickly through the universe.

As for whose spaceship this is...

A few days ago, Thor left an escape pod, waving goodbye to the aliens fleeing inside. The strange and wonderful creatures inside looked at him gratefully. During this time, the intensity and number of wars in the universe have increased dramatically. On his journey to find the cosmic deity, Thor inevitably encounters some aliens who do not want to participate in the war and only want to spend their last days in peace.

However, these aliens who avoid war are often regarded as traitors by some people, so they are hunted down by the military. Thor negotiates on their behalf. Sometimes Thor only needs to reveal his identity to persuade the pursuers to leave, but other times he has to use his fists to "persuade" them.

Although Thor values ​​honor through battle, he never blames or refuses to save civilians for avoiding combat. Thor is no longer just a warrior who reveres strength and glory; he is now a true guardian, and his responsibility is to protect the Nine Realms.

Thor might be disappointed by soldiers who desert in the face of battle, but the weakness of ordinary people is not a sin in his value system.

The group of aliens fleeing this time was the third wave of refugees he had helped. Thor was shocked by the scale of this war. He could see the beautiful fireworks of the exploding space fleets as far as the eye could see.

Just after Thor bid farewell to the refugees he had protected, he once again found himself in the predicament of having no means of transportation.

At that moment, a silver spaceship flew by at high speed. Thor happened to have seen this ship before, and its owner had also seen Thor. So soon, the spaceship slowly reversed and came to Thor's side.

The hatch of the Dawnship opened, and a man stepped out. Thor immediately smelled a mixture of engine oil, alcohol, and five-day-old, unwashed socks. The man, completely unconcerned about his appearance, pulled up his trousers in front of everyone: "Wow, look who's here! Oh, it's His Highness the Prince of Asgard!"

The guy's tone was full of arrogance, but his eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Hello, Star-Lord," Thor greeted him, but his face was full of fatigue, his red cape was already tattered, and his armor was covered with the marks of battle. So after greeting him, he didn't act like an outsider at all and walked straight into the spaceship.

At that moment, Rocket Raccoon jumped off the control panel, his two furry little paws tucked into his waistband: "Hey, I'm warning you,"

"Hey Hammer Bro! If you dare mess up my navigation system with lightning, I'll rip your beard off and make it into a toilet brush!"

Thor rolled his eyes, found a place where he could lie down, and collapsed onto the ground.

Meanwhile, the cute, furry little engineer carefully examined the deity, hoping to find a way to harness its power.

However, another furry creature was much more endearing than Rocket Raccoon. It quickly ran to Thor's side and excitedly sniffed his scent.

"Oh—no, no, it tickles—" Thor said as he tried to push away the dog in its spacesuit.

"You smell like you've been through a lot of battles?"

Thor said weakly, "Yes, those refugees—wait!"

Thor sat up, looking at the dog in front of him in surprise: "You can talk?"

"Strictly speaking, this is telepathy." In Thor's eyes, the dog sat up straight—if dogs could be described this way—and continued, "You can call me Cosmo."

Cosmo is no ordinary dog. It was originally an experimental animal in the Soviet space program, but after being sent into orbit, it drifted into the depths of space and eventually ended up in the Void. This Void is not the place where TVA exiles criminals, but the head of a god killed by the dark god Nal.

Perhaps this celestial head is still releasing cosmic energy, or perhaps it's just ordinary cosmic ray radiation. In any case, Cosmo has gained extremely powerful telepathic abilities. To this day, Cosmo's highest level of ability remains unknown, but its current capabilities have shown that Cosmo is powerful enough to rival the wizard Adam.

"Okay, hello Cosmo." Thor was only surprised for a moment. He had seen many creatures in the universe that were even cuter than Cosmo and understood the diversity of the universe.

Mantis cautiously approached Thor, touching him with her slender fingers. Overwhelmed by emotion, her eyes widened: "Anger—Sadness—Resolve." Mr. Thor seemed to be searching for something. Just then, the ship's alarm suddenly blared. Rocket Raccoon immediately returned to the control panel and yelled, "We're locked on! Hold on!"

On the holographic display, four large cruisers of the Kree Empire and countless escort ships appeared. They must be very angry—because as soon as they passed through the wormhole, these ships began to charge their particle cannons.

Before Thor could grab anything, he was lifted up and shoved into a chair. The person was wearing a black bodysuit and a helmet with a four-pointed star on his head.

"Thanks, Nova." Thor recognized the man, or more precisely, he recognized the organization behind the man: the Nova Corps.

Then, turning to Star-Lord, she loudly demanded, "What have you all done? Logically speaking, the Kree Empire is at war with two other empires; it's unlikely they would attack you!"

"Groot!"

"I don't understand!" Thor shouted helplessly. Nova, unlike the others, was clearly not as shameless. He scratched the back of his head, pursed his lips, and said, "We didn't do anything, we just stole a little bit of energy from the Kree—"

During Rocket Raccoon's overly rough piloting, a hatch was flung open, and a bunch of glowing blue cylinders fell out. Thor, who knew exactly what those things were and had even used them a few times before, stared wide-eyed.

"You stole a third of the Kree Empire's energy?"

Star-Lord chuckled and said, "No, it's only one-tenth!"

Thor slapped his forehead. One-tenth was no small number! Now it seemed that only four large cruisers from the Kree Empire had arrived, which was actually too few!

"Haha," Rocket Raccoon loved seeing Thor like this, and he grinned broadly, "Welcome to the Guardians of the Galaxy, Thor!"