Bang!
The dark elf's spaceship looked just like a dagger.
This shape could be considered extremely peculiar in the universe.
The spaceship dropped from high altitude like a dagger, plunging straight into the soil of Xandar, and then the ship's hatch opened like jagged, interlocking jaws, revealing the dark red glow inside the rear of the craft.
Wang Ming assumed Evil God Loki's appearance, stepping out of the spaceship with calm and unhurried composure. Then Wang Ming waved his palm, and the spaceship was sucked into the storage space. To outsiders, this looked like the ship had turned invisible; stealth technology was not considered very advanced technology in the cosmic starry skies.
Ronan the Accuser possessed the Power Stone, and Wang Ming did not want to blow up the spaceship during the upcoming fight.
Wang Ming was about the same as Little White when it came to the technological side, and the operation of the dark elf spaceship was extremely simple, so Wang Ming could not bear to see it scrapped like this.
He walked until he was a hundred meters away from Ronan the Accuser and stopped, not continuing forward.
"You are the dark elf?" Ronan the Accuser asked with a puzzled expression. No matter how he looked at it, Loki didn't look dark at all!
"What counts as a dark elf?" Wang Ming said with disdain.
Seeing this attitude from Wang Ming, Ronan the Accuser knew that Wang Ming was not of the dark elf race, so he asked, "Then who are you?"
Wang Ming said casually, "Loki!"
Wang Ming always kept in mind the principle of never giving his real name when walking the pugilistic world.
Nezha would carve off his bones and slice off his flesh, just because he didn't know how to give a fake