The terrifying power of the Space Stone had finally given Difan a true glimpse of the power of the Infinity Stone.
Such exhilarating power and spectacle had given Difan an enormous shock.
Difan could not be bothered to pay any more attention to the battered Ronan nearby. Instead, he walked toward Leo and the others approaching from that direction.
Seeing Leo gradually draw near, Difan respectfully bent slightly at the waist. "Welcome back, bearer of the Infinity Stones."
"Difan, drop the hypocrisy. I know you were the one who notified Ronan. I just didn't expect you to act so quickly."
Leo simply looked at Difan as he spoke.
"We haven't left yet."
After hearing Leo's words and realizing that his plan had been exposed, Difan merely chuckled softly twice.
"If you have a grudge, resolving it here isn't a bad choice, is it?"
Difan showed no embarrassment whatsoever. In fact, he was somewhat frank, and it was impossible to tell that this whole matter had been caused by him.
Leo ignored the shameless Difan beside him. With a loosened grip, he lowered the severely injured Jason to the ground.
Jason, already fully healed, stood on the ground again with both feet.
When he raised his head again, his eyes still held that dead, lifeless gaze—a silence that would not ripple because of anything, like a pool of stagnant water.
It seemed that all his hatred had already ended, and Jason himself seemed to have died during that last exchange.
Ronan had struggled out of the wall. Looking at everyone before him, he felt no sense of security at all without his Warhammer.
Whether in attack or defense, he had lost his greatest weapon, his final safeguard.
For a warrior, losing his weapon already meant defeat.
Facing the pull of the