The Dark Aster, which had hung over Xandar like a storm cloud, slowly vanished.
The shadow of war hanging over everyone's hearts also faded as the sky was cleared.
"Who the hell is he?!"
Rael had initially seen Su Ming use some unknown magic to make her fighter squadrons disappear one after another.
She had been certain that Su Ming was on Ronan's side!
But the disappearance of the Dark Aster left everyone unable to think.
Even the battle-hardened command team could not make sense of Su Ming's allegiance.
They could only offer consolation:
"Uh... fortunately, the pilots are unharmed, and Ronan's ship has disappeared too..."
No one knew whether they were comforting Rael or themselves.
Rael nodded faintly.
Her tightly furrowed brow relaxed slightly.
The despair in her heart faded considerably...
Rocket and the Guardian Corps brothers in the ships below erupted.
Others might not have recognized him, but they certainly did!
It was their captain!
In just a few seconds, he had forcefully dealt with the most troublesome giant flagship on the battlefield—the Dark Aster.
He had even crippled the Nova Corps' fighters!
It was exactly like the destruction of Kyln Prison.
Who else could it be if not their captain?
Having long witnessed Su Ming's methods, the brothers instinctively puffed out their chests.
In the battle just now, they had faced many enemies with few allies and feared nothing.
They had displayed the spirit of the Galaxy Guard Corps.
Under the overwhelming assault of the Necrocraft, not one of them had fled.
Now, their captain had come.
Their pillar had arrived.
They truly wanted their captain to know that they were no longer the trash in Kyln Prison who only knew how to throw canned food in weaker people's faces.
Cheers!
Whistles!
No flowers...
Inside every fighter