"Ronan, the Power Stone is no longer here."
Alfhil had already explained the situation here. Combined with Nebula's search of the place and interrogation of the guards, they ultimately reached one conclusion: Gamora and the others had broken out of prison and escaped with the Power Stone.
This relieved Evenson. He had been worried that he might have arrived too early—what if Quill and Gamora had not escaped in time and were cornered by Ronan? If they were caught red-handed, they would be dead for sure. But then... hmm... would that matter?
It seemed like it would not matter at all! Evenson vaguely felt that if those galaxy-brained idiots really died here, his life might become much easier later on. But they were not important. The key was that Ronan could not obtain the Power Stone this early.
But this news was terrible for Ronan. Thanos had already issued him an ultimatum, and the alliance with Asgard had also failed to get on track at this critical juncture. The deadlock had to be broken now!
Ronan decisively gave the order. "Send the Necro out to patrol everywhere. Find the Power Stone at any cost."
"We cannot let the Nova Corps know what we are looking for." Evenson reminded him at that moment. "And we absolutely cannot expose our cooperation."
Ronan agreed. "Destroy this place completely."
"Leave it to me." Evenson hurriedly took over the task. "Go find the Power Stone as soon as possible. I'll handle the cleanup."
Ronan nodded heavily. Being someone else's lackey was not a good job, and it was rare for Evenson not to fuss over such things. Ronan could not help admiring him. As expected of a key minister of the Heavenly Queen, he understood the bigger picture. But Ronan was arrogant and vindictive. Getting