Guardians of the Galaxy, Xixing, Hela Sets Out

A famous Transit Star somewhere in the universe.

In the back room of Fading Star Bar stood a beautiful little girl.

Light's gaze was fixed on her older sister, who had an alluring face.

Chuxing looked somewhat hesitant, her little mouth opening and closing as if she had something to say.

Xixing was currently fiddling with the specialized combat equipment of their race.

It had been a very long time since she had used this thing.

Whenever the sisters saw the equipment, sorrow rose from the depths of their hearts.

It was grief over what had happened to their homeland, and mourning for their deceased kin.

So even during previous missions, Xixing had never taken it out to use.

"Chuxing, take this!"

Xixing stuffed an hourglass-shaped timer into Little Chuxing's hands.

The sand inside the tiny hourglass flowed extremely slowly.

A small display at the bottom showed a number over 700... hours...

"If I haven't returned by the time the timer reaches Zero, follow the agreed route and return to our home planet!"

Xixing's expression was solemn, as though she were about to undertake something momentous.

She had given herself one month.

She was already clad in armor from her homeland.

The thin armor was covered in densely packed scales.

Under Light, the scales continuously reflected a faint blackish-purple Light.

The armor extended all the way to her feet, clinging tightly to her skin and outlining Xixing's lovely figure.

Her tail swayed lightly on its own.

This little thing was usually used to moving freely, so being wrapped up like this felt rather strange.

The suit of armor even armed her tail!

Chuxing accepted the timer, looking somewhat dazed.

In the end, she could not hold herself back any longer and spoke.

"Big Sis, can't you not go..."

"Even if