After learning that Harry wanted them to deal with several thousand Ravagers on their own, Star-Lord's face fell. But he could not force Harry to act, so he could only follow Harry's suggestion and use the magic he had long since let grow rusty.
Familiar lightning appeared in his palm again. Star-Lord gritted his teeth and said to his companions, "Let's go, guys. We've got another job to do!"
Rocket Raccoon also looked troubled as he complained, "Damn it. I clearly have a brilliant brain capable of creating technological weapons with even greater firepower, yet for now, magic has actually become my strongest attack method. I've decided. Once this battle is over, I'm definitely creating a powerful weapon! Hmm, that Iron Man-style powered armor from Earth's pop culture sounds like a good choice."
Rocket and the others all cast their magic and charged toward the Ravagers rushing at them. At that moment, Drax stared at his companions in stunned disbelief as their bodies became wrapped in lightning and fired high-energy rays. He was immediately baffled.
"Damn it, what is going on with you people? When did you learn magic, and why didn't you include me?"
The last time Harry signed Lending contracts with Rocket and the others, Drax had not yet joined the Guardians of the Galaxy, so of course he was not a Lender. Now that he saw his companions had all suddenly become sorcerers, he immediately felt like he had been left out.
Weren't they supposed to advance and retreat together, to share blessings and hardships alike? So why had all of them learned cool magic while he was still a Muggle?
Was that reasonable?
Although Drax was not exactly sharp, he was absolutely not stupid. From Harry and Rocket's conversation, he guessed that Harry must have been the one who granted the other members of the Guardians of the Galaxy their magical power. So he walked up beside Harry with a simple, honest grin and asked, "Harry, can you let me use magic too?"
Harry briefly sized up the man before him, a man who, in a certain parallel universe, could tear Thanos apart with his bare hands. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Of course. Mm, you have great potential. Perhaps you'll even surpass Star-Lord in the future. I have high hopes for you!"
Harry signed a Lending contract with Drax and taught him a simplified version of a spell. Just as Harry expected, Drax was extremely compatible with this simplified magic. And that magic was a simplified version of Magnetic Field Rotation.
Magnetic Field Rotation required an extraordinarily powerful physical talent to unleash tremendous strength, and Drax's physical talent was absolutely among the best in the universe. Considering his intelligence, Harry slightly simplified Magnetic Field Rotation, removing auxiliary abilities such as telekinesis and leaving only simple capabilities such as physical enhancement and flight.
This meant that although the simplified Magnetic Field Rotation was slightly weaker in combat than the original, the drop was not severe, and it was much more suitable for the simple-minded Drax.
Sure enough, after obtaining the simplified Magnetic Field Rotation, Drax quickly mastered it and pushed it to ten thousand horsepower with his own powerful physique.
Drax looked gratefully at Harry and made a promise. "Thank you, Harry. If you ever need my help in the future, just give the order! I'm going to kill those bastards first! Ohohohohoho! Damn bastards, come lick my ass!"
Watching Drax charge out like a husky, Harry smiled helplessly and slowly followed the group toward the cockpit.
Sure enough, things developed exactly as Harry had predicted. Although the Guardians of the Galaxy suffered a few losses at the hands of the Ravagers at the start of the battle because they were still unused to using magic, once they grew familiar with it, the Ravagers were no longer their match at all.
Lightning, floating blasters, dazzling spell arrays, and the Yaka Arrow flashed constantly inside the ship, slaughtering the traitors like a lawn mower cutting grass.
For the first time, the Guardians of the Galaxy experienced the feeling of truly mowing down enemies. Star-Lord said excitedly, "Oh, this is awesome! How did I never notice before that magic felt this amazing? It's even better than sleeping with women from different species!"
Although Rocket Raccoon was also shouting and yelling, he was still one of the smartest beings in the universe. At the very beginning of using magic, he noticed something unusual.
The reason they had not used magic in the past and had instead relied on firearms was not only because they preferred the feeling of pulling a trigger, but also because at that time, although magic was stronger than firearms, it had not reached the point of total superiority. Besides, casting magic consumed mental energy. If they used magic for too long, they would become abnormally exhausted, dizzy, and disoriented.
But now, when they used magic again, its power had increased by far more than just several times compared with before.
Rocket Raccoon looked back at Harry and voiced his doubt. "Harry, why do I feel like magic has gotten even stronger?"
Finally, someone who understood value had appeared. Harry raised his head proudly and said, "Mm, of course. You've been improving, and so have I. Now, whether it's my own strength or the Lending System, both are far stronger than before. Naturally, the magic you borrow is also more powerful."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Rocket Raccoon clicked his tongue inwardly. In the past, Harry had already been able to face an entire cosmic fleet alone. If Harry's strength had increased again, what level had he reached now? Rocket Raccoon was certain Harry might be the strongest person he would ever see in his life.
The group reached the cockpit with ease. After Drax smashed open the cockpit's metal door with one punch, Star-Lord looked inside and frowned deeply.
"What's going on? Where's Taserface? I have to kill him!"
As the mastermind behind the mutiny and everything that followed, it did not matter whether the others died or not. Taserface had to die.
At that moment, Kraglin raised both hands and walked out from a corner nearby, loudly begging for mercy. "Wait, don't attack me, Star-Lord! I was the one who sent you the message earlier!"
Star-Lord walked over to Kraglin, hugged him tightly, and said gratefully, "Thank you, brother. If not for you, I probably wouldn't have made it in time to save Yondu."
Yondu also walked over to Kraglin and gave him a heavy pat on the shoulder, sighing with emotion. "Never thought the one most loyal to me would be you, Kraglin. From now on, you're the second-in-command of Yondu's Ravager crew!"
Hearing Yondu's promise, Kraglin said excitedly, "Thank you, chief! I'll work hard!"
"All right, save the reunion for later. Our top priority right now is killing that damn Taserface. Kraglin, do you know where Taserface is?" Rocket Raccoon interrupted the three of them and asked.
Kraglin thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I haven't seen Taserface. He should be hiding somewhere on this ship. We can use the surveillance system to search for him."
Rocket Raccoon jumped onto a chair, and his claws quickly tapped across the keyboard, pulling up one surveillance feed after another. Soon, he found Taserface's trail on one of the monitors.
But when Rocket saw what Taserface was doing, he said furiously, "No! That damn bastard is running!"
In the surveillance footage, Taserface had boarded a small ship and was flying out through the hatch. At that moment, Taserface seemed to think of something. He grinned at the camera, drew a hand across his throat, and provoked them.
Star-Lord also noticed what was happening and asked unwillingly, "Is there any way to stop him? Right, hurry up and use the ship's weapons to destroy his ship!"
Rocket Raccoon operated the controls rapidly again, but soon he looked frustrated and said, "No good. Before leaving, Taserface restarted the ship's weapons system. The ship's weapons won't be usable for an hour."
Star-Lord thought quickly, then asked again, "Then where are the other ships? We'll take another ship and kill Taserface!"
Rocket Raccoon pulled up another surveillance panel and shook his head. "No good. Before he left, he destroyed every other small ship with explosives. We can't stop him anymore."
"Damn it!" Star-Lord clenched his fists in anger. But soon, his gaze swept over Harry beside him, and his eyes lit up as he pleaded, "Harry, you must have a way to kill Taserface. Please kill him. Otherwise, he'll definitely become a huge problem for us later!"
It was only a small favor, so Harry did not refuse. He nodded, drew his wand, and said, "No hurry. Let him run a little longer."
Taserface's ship was extremely fast. In just a few seconds, he had almost disappeared from everyone's sight. However, the ship's radar was still running and could precisely locate Taserface's position. If they did not stop him, however, then in just a few more minutes, Taserface would vanish from the radar entirely.
Star-Lord was extremely anxious and wanted to urge Harry again, but Gamora stopped him. Because her father was Thanos, Gamora understood the strength of peak-level powerhouses better than Star-Lord did. This distance was unreachable to them, but to powerful beings on the level of Harry and Thanos, it was no different from being face-to-face.
Gamora had once heard Thanos mention that some powerful members of his race could even fly at sub-light speed, faster than most spaceships.
Several more minutes passed. Just as Taserface was about to leave the radar's detection range, a communication link suddenly connected, and Taserface's hideous face appeared in front of everyone.
He grinned viciously at Rocket Raccoon. "Hahaha, you damn bastards! In the end, you still failed to kill me. Since you failed to kill me, I'll definitely become your biggest problem from now on! Come on, let's hunt each other and see who gets the last laugh!"
"No. You won't have that chance." At that moment, Harry's figure appeared on the screen and interrupted Taserface.
Taserface did not recognize Harry. He chuckled and mocked him. "Heh, I won't have a chance? Are you saying you can still kill me? The Ravager ship's weapons system can't be used, and I blew up all the small ships with explosives. How are you going to kill me? If you can do it, then hurry up and come. I'll be waiting right here! Hahahahaha!"
On the communication screen, Taserface and his few remaining subordinates burst into laughter.
Harry did not answer his question. Instead, he raised his wand horizontally and aimed it in the direction Taserface and the others had fled.
Seeing this, Taserface and the others laughed even harder. "Hahahahaha! What is this guy doing? Is he hitting the air with a stick to vent his frustration? That's hilarious!"
"Exactly, exactly. But aside from venting like that, he can't do anything else, can he?" a Ravager behind Taserface sneered.
Facing their mockery, Harry did not get angry. He only wore a smile while the magic inside his body circulated even faster.
The next moment, magical light condensed inside the porthole into visible mist, and spiderweb-like emerald arcs crackled from the tip of Harry's wand. Dense observational runes appeared in his eyes, bringing the small ship fleeing at high speed across a vast distance into his sight.
As time passed, emerald light churned like a living thing at the tip of his wand. Energy gathered continuously, emitting a sharp hum like a beast about to burst out of its cage, before finally condensing into a dazzling green sphere of light.
Only then did Taserface finally realize something was wrong. "Wait, how are you doing that? What ability is this?"
An older Ravager behind Taserface observed carefully for a moment, then said in shock, "Boss, this is... Could he be using some powerful magic?"
After learning that it was magic, Taserface relaxed and began laughing mockingly again. "Hahaha, so it's magic. I thought it was something impressive. Are you planning to use magic against me? What kind of magic could cross such a vast distance and hit my ship with precision? Who do you think you are, some kind of archmage?"
This time, however, Taserface's subordinates did not mock Harry with him. All of his subordinates had gathered around the old Ravager and were comparing Harry with the image in the projection. Beneath that image was engraved the name Harry Potter. This man was the powerful figure renowned across the multiverse, the Sorcerer Supreme of Kamar-Taj.
When his subordinates gave no response, Taserface finally sensed something was wrong. He turned around and asked in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with you people? Why are you standing there? Hurry up and mock them with me!"
But his subordinates had completely lost that mood. The old Ravager looked at Harry again, and when he found that the figure on the communication screen was exactly the same as the image in his hand, his entire body fell into despair.
He trembled and said, "B-Boss, he's Harry Potter!!!"
"What Harry whatever Potter? I don't care... Wait, what did you say? Harry Potter? The Sorcerer Supreme?" Taserface did not realize the seriousness of the matter at first, but he quickly snapped back to his senses. He suddenly lifted the old Ravager up and questioned him.
"That's right. He's Harry Potter. Look at the scar on his forehead and the wand in his hand. They're exactly the same as in the image!" the old Ravager said in a trembling voice, his face filled with fear.
By now, Taserface no longer had any intention of paying attention to the old Ravager. He immediately ran in front of the communicator and forced a ridiculous, friendly smile onto his hideous face as he tried to ingratiate himself.
"Wait, great Sorcerer Supreme. I was wrong just now. Perhaps we can have a proper talk!"
But Harry completely ignored his thoughts, and Taserface had no chance to keep speaking, because a dazzling disintegration beam had already poured out from the tip of the wand!
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