"I sense anger and hatred in you. Have I ever hurt you?" Ronan, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, slowly rose from the ground with the Universal Weapon supporting him. Looking at Drax, who had smashed straight through a massive hole, he asked softly.
But Drax was now completely flooded by the Mind Energy within the Persona Mask. The only thought controlling his body was to kill the war-monger before him, the man he hated with every fiber of his being.
So he merely let out a roar and launched another attack on Ronan the moment he burst in.
"Looks like there's no talking to you now. Did you trade your brain for strength?" Ronan used the Universal Weapon to manipulate every object around him, sending them crashing toward Drax.
Faced with the barrage of incoming objects, Drax did not slow his charge in the slightest. His thick arms swung left and right, violently smashing aside anything that came near him. His fists moved so quickly that only faint afterimages could be seen.
Drax snatched a huge metal table out of the air and raised it above his head. He leaned back, his body curving like a fully drawn bow, carrying a brutal beauty of raw power. The next instant, he hurled the massive metal table at Ronan.
Brute force could overcome anything.
The heavy, enormous table tore through the air with a piercing shriek, reaching Ronan in the blink of an eye.
Yet Ronan merely moved the hammer in his hand slightly. The huge metal table instantly turned to dust in midair, completely pulverized. Then, with another swing of the hammer, the shattered table reassembled in the air. Ronan controlled it with the Universal Weapon and flung it out again, using its broad tabletop as a shield