The Price of a God

Nebula and Gamora knew Thanos's nature well. If he discovered that Nebula had repaired her body, he would definitely investigate. With Thanos's methods, they probably would not be able to hide it for long, and things would only become more dangerous in the end.

Only by keeping things as they were could they avoid alerting Thanos. Once they found the right opportunity, they could break away from him completely.

Over on Star-Lord's side.

Watching Apocalypse board Nebula's warship, Star-Lord felt somewhat uneasy. "That Tang guy is surrounded by a bunch of beauties. He's practically boarded a pirate ship. Pah, no, the pirates boarded the ship."

Although they had only spent a few days together, Star-Lord had already developed a different kind of feeling toward Gamora. She was completely unlike the alien beauties he had shared one-night flings with before.

Seeing Apocalypse seemingly sweet-talk better than he did made Star-Lord feel deeply insecure, and he secretly began treating Apocalypse as a rival.

Rocket Raccoon burst out laughing. "Now this is going to be fun. Tang seems to like beauties with unusual skin colors."

"Those two attendants have red skin, Gamora has green skin, and that other chick has purple skin. Whoa..."

Amid the commotion, the two ships calibrated their coordinates and jumped toward Xandar.

The stars flickered as they crossed countless worlds.

When they emerged from the wormhole again, they were already in Xandar's outer space.

At that moment, Xandar was in complete chaos, both on the ground and in space.

Countless warships exchanged fire, weaved through the battlefield, and exploded.

Many cities on Xandar had been bombed, thick smoke rising everywhere. Xandarians ran about in panic through the cities, searching for shelter.

Ronan's mothership stood silently in space like an ancient behemoth that had yet to awaken, overlooking everything below.