In the vast universe, tracking down a target was obviously no easy task.
Especially when that target was directly tied to an enormous bounty.
In just a few months, Allen and Rocket had fought hundreds of battles against thousands of Bounty Hunters, mercenaries, and scouts sent by various factions.
Sometimes they fought more than a dozen battles in a single twenty-four-hour period, without even time to sleep or rest.
After all, only those in the same line of work held naked hatred for one another.
How could the little raccoon, who had always been greedy and protective of his own, allow anyone to touch his prey?
Allen, who also wanted to stir up trouble, went on an outright killing spree, smashing every person who tried to track down and approach Star-Lord into bloody pulp or chopping them cleanly in two.
With their formidable combat strength and utterly merciless methods, they soon became a bounty hunter duo renowned throughout the universe.
Their fearsome reputation was enough to make the governments of most planets afraid to take any coercive action against them, allowing them to sell spoils and purchase all kinds of weapons and supplies within their territory as though nothing had happened.
Because the leaders of the last planet that had tried to capture them and offer them to the Kree as a gift had been slaughtered by Allen alone.
The capital city had also been reduced to ruins under the bombardment of antimatter bombs and super cannons.
For most technologically underdeveloped planets, the force wielded by the two of them could only be described as devastating.
Of course, the direct result of such insane behavior was that substantial bounties had also been placed on their heads.
Besides that, Allen and Rocket had made a fortune simply by looting valuables and