"Who can stop me now?!"
Ronan the Accuser roared with manic laughter, his voice echoing through the shattered halls of the Kyln prison. The madness on his face made it clear that the overwhelming power surging through his body had completely erased the humiliation he once carried.
All the frustration of the past had vanished.
"Bastard…"
Corvus Glaive struggled to stand, blood dripping from his mouth as he stared at Ronan with fury. He hadn't expected the Kree warlord to seize the Power Stone for himself.
Yet the moment he felt the terrifying energy radiating from that purple gem, Corvus understood something clearly.
He could not defeat Ronan now.
"What does Thanos matter? What does Superman matter?" Ronan laughed wildly. "The universe is endless. With this power, where could I possibly be stopped?"
The massive hammer in his hand swung again.
Purple energy erupted outward.
Ronan's attacks began raining down across the prison like divine punishment. The power of the stone surged through the weapon as he smashed everything in sight.
Walls collapsed.
Guard towers disintegrated.
Both prisoners and guards were obliterated without distinction.
Within seconds, dozens of lives vanished under Ronan's indiscriminate destruction.
He was like a gambler who had lost everything, suddenly discovering unimaginable wealth in his hands. Drunk on power, he slaughtered indiscriminately as if the entire prison existed only for his amusement.
"Run!"
Peter Quill wasted no time.
The moment he realized how terrifying Ronan had become, Star-Lord immediately began scanning for an escape route. He spotted a nearby emergency pod corridor and started sprinting toward it.
Staying here meant certain death.
Unfortunately for him, someone else had already anticipated that move.
"Hey, kid."
Rocket's sharp voice stopped him.
"You're not going anywhere."
The raccoon's glowing eyes watched him closely while Groot stood silently beside him.
Rocket and Groot were bounty hunters. Star-Lord happened to be a very profitable target on several wanted lists across the galaxy.
To them, Quill was practically walking credit.
But before they could drag him away—
Another figure stepped forward.
Drax the Destroyer.
The massive warrior had been standing quietly among the prisoners until now. His expression was grim as he stared directly at Ronan.
"Ronan the Accuser!"
His voice thundered through the chaos.
"You murdered my wife and daughter. You destroyed my family."
Drax gripped his twin blades tightly.
"Today you die."
Without hesitation, he charged.
His body shot forward like a cannonball.
Star-Lord immediately slapped his own forehead.
"This guy's strong," he muttered helplessly. "But his brain is terrible."
Anyone with basic instincts could feel the terrifying aura radiating from Ronan at this moment. Even a small insect would understand how dangerous the situation was.
Yet Drax still rushed forward without hesitation.
Boom!
The result was immediate.
Drax barely closed half the distance before Ronan swung his hammer.
A wave of purple cosmic energy exploded outward.
Drax's body was blasted away instantly, crashing across the chamber in a spray of blood.
He never even touched Ronan.
"Pathetic weakling."
Ronan didn't even bother glancing at him.
Over the years he had destroyed countless worlds and created endless enemies. Many people had sworn vengeance against him.
All of them had met the same miserable fate.
The weak were beneath his attention.
But another thought soon filled his mind.
Revenge.
Ronan's eyes burned with hatred as he remembered the Kryptonian who had repeatedly humiliated him.
Ethan Drake.
The Kryptonian Emperor.
And that man was here.
"Order the Kree fleet," Ronan snarled. "Intercept that Kryptonian warship immediately. I want that Superman to die along with his entire crew."
Before obtaining the Power Stone, Ronan would never have dared to speak so arrogantly.
But everything had changed.
The stone filled him with terrifying confidence.
However—
Ethan Drake had come to the same conclusion.
"Since everyone is here," Ethan said calmly, "no one should leave."
The Kryptonian Emperor stood on the outer hull of the World Engine.
His black cloak drifted slowly in the cosmic currents, snapping quietly behind him.
The scientists of New Krypton had recently completed a new combat suit for him.
Unlike the traditional red-and-blue Kryptonian design, Ethan had personally chosen a darker style. The suit was primarily black, crafted from advanced Kryptonian fibers that shimmered subtly like liquid metal.
At the center of the chest lay a powerful emblem.
The royal crest of Krypton.
The black suit clung perfectly to Ethan's powerful frame, emphasizing his imposing physique.
Against the dark backdrop of space, his silhouette was still unmistakable.
Because his eyes burned with terrifying crimson light.
"Die."
Whoosh!
The heat vision erupted instantly.
The blazing beams cut through space like twin lasers, sweeping across the Kree fleet attempting to surround the World Engine.
Boom!
Warships exploded one after another.
At the same time, the World Engine unleashed another barrage of heavy artillery. With Ethan acting as the spearhead of the assault, the Kryptonian warship followed up mercilessly.
Within moments, the Kree blockade collapsed.
Their fleet was shattered.
With the encirclement broken, Ethan pushed off from the hull of the World Engine and shot forward through space like a meteor.
His target—
The Kyln prison.
Inside the ruined facility, Ronan saw the approaching figure.
He burst into laughter.
"I was wondering how to kill you," Ronan shouted. "And now you deliver yourself to me!"
Before Ethan even arrived, his heat vision struck again.
The crimson beams slashed across the battlefield.
"Damn you!"
Ronan roared.
He raised his hammer and slammed it forward.
The Power Stone flared brilliantly.
A massive wave of purple energy surged outward to meet the attack.
Boom!
The two forces collided.
Ethan's heat vision pushed forward relentlessly while Ronan struggled to hold the beam back. The Kree warlord's feet scraped across the floor as the overwhelming pressure forced him backward.
Deep trenches formed beneath his boots.
"What…?!"
Ronan clenched his teeth.
Why was this man so powerful?
Yet despite the strain, Ronan laughed triumphantly.
"I stopped it!" he shouted. "Superman, your power is nothing more than this!"
Then suddenly—
A tearing sound cut through the air.
The heat vision vanished.
But Ethan had already arrived.
His body crossed the battlefield faster than Ronan could react.
Before the Kree warlord even realized what had happened—
Ethan's fist struck.
Bang!
Ronan barely managed to raise his hammer in defense.
The impact exploded like thunder.
The hammer was knocked aside instantly.
"What?!"
Ronan's pupils shrank in disbelief.
His hands went numb.
How was this possible?
Before he could even process the question, Ethan moved again.
His body vanished from sight.
Then reappeared.
The second punch came down.
Boom!
The simple strike carried terrifying force.
The ground beneath them shattered as Ronan's body was smashed directly into the prison floor, leaving a massive crater at the center of the chamber.
Blood sprayed from Ronan's mouth.
His arms trembled violently.
The hammer slipped from his grasp.
"No… impossible…"
Even with the Power Stone, he couldn't defeat the man standing before him.
Why?
The answer never came.
Ethan stepped forward calmly.
Crack.
The sound of bones breaking echoed through the chamber.
"AAAH!"
Ronan screamed.
Ethan's foot crushed his wrist, completely destroying any chance he had of grabbing the hammer again.
Looking down at the defeated warlord beneath him, Ethan smiled faintly.
"Not everyone can control the Power Stone," he said calmly.
His voice carried quiet disdain.
"If someone like you could master an Infinity Stone…"
He shook his head slightly.
"Thanos wouldn't need to send you to search for it."
Ethan's eyes turned cold.
"For a weak man like you, trying to wield the power of an Infinity Stone was nothing more than wishful thinking."
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