"You don't mean going against the current means..."
Hearing Fang Mo's explanation, Rocket Raccoon in the distance seemed to suddenly realize something.
Unfortunately, he was still half a beat too slow. Before he could stop him, Fang Mo had already activated the Pocket Watch of Time Stream.
A gorgeous, indescribable golden glow lit up across the watch face. Then the hands turned backward, time and space split apart, and Drax's whole body began twitching spasmodically as if a video were playing in reverse. The pain vanished from his face first, then he started blurting out a string of incomprehensible gibberish.
And because it was playing backward...
His words had become extremely difficult to understand.
There were even strange syllables mixed in, something like "Aminos."
But after the time reversal, his expression returned to normal, and the bulge at the back of his pants deflated again.
"Ugh, oh God..."
Rocket Raccoon immediately covered his face in despair when he saw this.
Once it looked like things had mostly returned to normal, Fang Mo stopped the Pocket Watch of Time Stream's ability.
"...Hm?"
Drax, reentering the normal flow of time, did not notice anything. He merely looked confused, seemingly puzzled by his surroundings.
After all, Drax was only an alien.
He was nowhere near powerful enough to recognize a time loop.
So from his perspective, everyone had been joining forces to attack those tentacled monsters. Then, in the next second, he had no idea what happened. He had somehow ended up here, and the surroundings had turned into a complete wreck, as if something had just bombarded the place.
"What... happened?"
Unable to make sense of it, Drax subconsciously scratched his head.
But at that moment, the Sovereign fleet in midair launched another attack. Another round of saturated bombardment came raining down,