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Chapter 229 Space Pirate King Odin

Chapter 229 Space Pirate King Odin (bushi)

Captain Marvel, upon her return, recounted all her discoveries from the depths of space.

The Celestials, Galactus, the Living Tribunal, and other cosmic deities are almost all dead. Doctor Doom's prophecies are coming true one by one, and the prelude to the annihilation of all things has already begun. But the most terrifying thing is that "...we are completely unprepared!" Captain Marvel swallowed hard, her eyes filled with confusion.

The heroes present who were qualified to receive Captain Marvel's message were all outstanding individuals: Black Bolt, the Inhuman leader who had just been rescued; Strange, the Sorcerer Supreme; Xavier, the founder of the X-Men; Bruce Banner, who had just reached an agreement with the Hulk; and so on. This lineup was more than capable of defeating that evil Titan deep in the universe.

However, upon hearing this news, everyone was speechless. They knew the power of the Celestials and Galactus, and Mr. Fantastic had even faced the latter directly, understanding what kind of beings they were.

"Are you sure?" After a long silence, Tony asked solemnly, "Is it possible that you've been hypnotized by Doctor Doom, or that you've been subjected to some kind of magic?"

As he spoke, Tony looked to Strange for help, hoping he could tell him that Captain Marvel was just being affected by illusions and that what she was seeing was all an illusion.

But the Sorcerer Supreme's expression was grave, his hands still casting spells. After a moment of silence, the Sorcerer Supreme spoke in an unusually calm tone, "Carol is unaffected by the magic, but I can sense that the Vishanti's magic has been weakened."

He was unaware that the Vishanti were currently conducting cosmic missionary work in Rune, and therefore assumed that the Vishanti had also been victimized by a mastermind.

Xavier shook his head at this point: "I can sense that Carol is not affected mentally at all."

Instantly, the entire scene fell silent; the initial joy of defeating Red Skull had long since faded. Steve looked at the dejected Carol and asked softly, "Do you know who our enemy is? Or rather, have you learned from Doctor Doom about the specific manifestations of this disaster?"

"I'm afraid we'll have to ask Doctor Doom again." Carol sat in her chair, her brow furrowed.

Just as the heroes decided to visit Doctor Doom, chaos erupted in the universe.

A rumor spread throughout the universe in a very short time: the entire world was about to face its end, and the ruler of the nine realms held the ticket to escape the apocalypse. Soon, with Odin's appearance, the rumor was not only not disproven, but was also confirmed by the god who had slain countless enemies.

"...Want a ticket to survive the apocalypse? If so, come find me with a generous reward, and I'll give you a safe haven!"

Snapped!

"Do you believe it?" asked a man wearing a silver metal helmet, red goggles, and a blue uniform. He scratched his head. "It's not that I disrespect the elderly, it's just—I really can't accept what this old geezer is saying, especially since he's practically blind!"

"Groot!"

"I already said I don't understand!" The man rolled his eyes, but because of the helmet, no one could see him. However, that didn't stop a certain little animal from comforting him. "Hmph, that half-blind old man you mentioned could kill you with his hands and feet, just with his...XX." A raccoon—I mean, a raccoon—sneered. It was hard to imagine such a cute creature having such a sharp tongue. "By the way, Groot said he didn't know. Also, the way you wear that mask to look cool is really stupid. Could you please take it off like a normal person?"

"Hey!" the man yelled, then turned to a beautiful woman with green skin. "Gamora, do you think I look cool or stupid wearing a mask?"

"I think that old man is real." The woman named Gamora had a rather interesting expression. She covered her forehead and refused to answer the man's stupid question, instead giving a completely different answer to his previous question: "He is Odin, Star-Lord. Do you remember Thor? He is Thor's father."

That's right, this group is the Guardians of the Galaxy. The man still wearing his helmet is Star-Lord.

Although he turned off the television, Odin was still giving speeches on TV, including but not limited to setting prices for tickets and employing scarcity marketing tactics.

Therefore, although some hesitated, Odin's words had truly stirred up the entire universe. In fact, every well-informed planet had already sensed the impending annihilation, and under the influence of these planets, extremely brutal wars were thoroughly instigated.

As an organization hoping to maintain cosmic peace, the Guardians of the Galaxy were naturally very unhappy. After many days of mediation from various parties, they had tried their best but were almost unable to prevent any war. Even more worryingly, internal divisions had emerged within their ranks.

"We must think about the future," Gamora said calmly. Adam Warlock had indeed warned them about the impending apocalypse a few months ago, but because things had been so peaceful, they had all forgotten the powerful member's warning until Odin himself intervened.

Rocket Raccoon leaped high into the air. A natural-born money-lover and expert thief, he was also interested in the doomsday ticket. He pulled a rolled-up map from his pocket and scattered it on the table.

"Hey, since the universe's going to end anyway, let's grab some benefits first!" Rocket Raccoon said excitedly, and judging from the bright red X-shaped marks on the maps, these were clearly treasure maps.

The Mantis Woman looked left and right, then back again. She pursed her lips, unsure what to say. She didn't particularly enjoy stealing.

Groot hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said something, seemingly not quite agreeing. Rocket Raccoon patted his knee, skillfully climbed onto the tree-man's shoulder, and said something with a grin.

"Groot!"

Rocket Raccoon nodded in satisfaction: "That's my good friend. Groot agrees."

The Destroyer shrugged. He wasn't really interested in any of that. He only cared whether this was Thanos's scheme and whether this apocalypse would kill Thanos.

"I disagree!" The speaker was a man wearing a silver metallic helmet with a red star on top and dressed in black. Judging from his voice alone, he should still be a minor. Another woman wearing golden armor and with obvious Asgardian features also snorted.

"Shouldn't we go and deal directly with the mastermind behind the apocalypse?" the woman asked, clearly disagreeing with the idea of ​​stealing and buying tickets to the apocalypse—only cowards would do such a thing.

Now, only Star-Lord remained silent. Everyone's eyes turned to him, and he gave a wry smile.

"Is this the price of being a leader? I'm starting to regret it—"