The Terrifying Destroyer Tide

Yet this terrifying group of creatures had all crashed their fighters onto the ground, and dozens of black figures leaped out of them.

As soon as they emerged, they gathered nearby, while a device implanted in their bodies emitted a strange fluctuation.

All the black-armored men stood on the ground of the third district of Void Land, yet they did not slaughter anyone indiscriminately, even though there were defenseless people right beside them.

Instead, they all straightened up in unison and stood in midair, slowly sensing their surroundings.

Gradually, all the black-armored men locked onto a direction, with everyone facing that way.

Then all the black-armored men began sprinting toward that place. Their originally upright forms gradually changed as they ran, until they were moving on all fours.

Their long, thick arms made this behavior look surprisingly natural.

Once on all fours, they became not only several times faster, but their routes were no longer limited to the ground.

Mu Jin walls, steel pillars, building roofs, mechanical arms—they surged toward that place across every kind of terrain.

Everyone aboard the Milan saw it clearly. All the black-armored men—or rather, the Destroyers Nebula had mentioned—were charging straight toward Ronan on the ground.

A smile finally appeared on Ronan's face. He watched the descending Destroyers and raised the Warhammer in his hand.

"What do we do?"

Everyone instinctively turned to Leo. In this situation, they were already locked in a fight to the death with Ronan.

If they let Ronan leave alive, the Milan and everyone aboard her would be subjected to the full force of the Kree Empire's pursuit.

Putting that aside, the Dark Star intercepting the Milan in outer space was already a problem they could not avoid.

Of course, these were problems Quill and the others would have had