A dead end! A ten-light-year absolute exclusion zone!

Ren had not expected this at all.

Quargos was actually this good at running away.

Without putting some thought into it, he really might let Quargos escape.

He tore through space again.

Once more, Ren saw wreckage scattered everywhere.

"The same old trick."

"All their life force drained dry?"

Ren frowned slightly as he surveyed the ruins of the Kree fleet before him.

Come to think of it, the Kree really were plagued by misfortune.

Ronan had taken their finest warships with him, only for Captain Marvel to smash them to pieces.

Their other patrol fleets often suffered collateral damage, too.

The Kree Empire had been one of the universe's foremost powers.

Now it was on the verge of falling to a second-rate civilization.

Others had also seized quite a few of the resource-rich planets it controlled.

Ren could only marvel at their terrible luck.

Still.

Although the Kree kept taking a beating.

Their individual physical capabilities far exceeded those of ordinary humans.

Their souls were much stronger, too.

If Quargos kept feeding like this, the behemoth's wounds would soon heal completely.

"I absolutely cannot let this menace live."

A gleam flashed through Ren's eyes.

His fingers began tapping continuously in the void.

The movements looked like a sage from ancient mythology performing divinations on his fingers.

In truth, this trick was hardly exclusive to immortals.

It was merely a simple tool to assist with calculations.

He used his finger joints like calculator keys to process complex data.

Ren handled it with practiced ease.

Vast amounts of data rapidly converged in Ren's eyes.

He was calculating where Quargos would emerge from his next spatial jump.

By now.

Quargos was no longer fleeing blindly, but choosing specific targets.

He picked only areas where fleets were stationed.

He devoured their souls to