RNP Chapter 367 Who is Star-Lord?
Chapter 367 Who is Star-Lord?
Chapter 367 Who is Star-Lord?
"Give us back our Spider-Man!"
With Parker gone and never to return, how could Spider-Man and his crew let it go?
Seeing that everyone was about to attack again, the weaving master had no choice but to compromise. The web trembled, a portal opened, and the Spider-Man from the previous universe was thrown out, slamming everyone into a new portal: "Get out of here!"
Spider-Man 2099, who had been knocked off his feet, felt a sharp pain in his chest and quickly pushed away Cyclops Parker, who was on top of him. He then saw the oddly designed launcher in Parker's hand, which resembled a megaphone: "What are you carrying around that?!"
"Haven't you played Fallout?" Zhang Parker held up what looked like a toy-like junk, but it was a top-tier artifact he'd crafted in that universe: "Clang! Clang! Gamma Ray Emitter!"
"Ahem." Realizing the strange looks he was getting from the others, Zhang Parker, who had been infected by the cartoonish universe, coughed a few more times as if nothing had happened, returning to his serious demeanor: "This is a secret weapon for dealing with the Heir Family!"
After the knitting master threw Zhang Parker into that quirky animated universe, the latter stayed inside for far longer than outside.
Aside from bickering and sulking with the animated Spider-Man whose art style drastically changed but whose personality remained annoying, Zhang Parker still managed to achieve some success in his spare time.
For example, a long spear that can fire nuclear radiation rays that are extremely deadly to the heir family: "The most difficult part to solve is the energy battery, but fortunately, there is Tony Stark in that world."
Looking at the large toy cobbled together by various eccentric techniques in Zhang Parker's arms, Spider-Man 2099 summarized this almost fruitless operation: "So the Weaver threw you into another universe and didn't do anything to you, and in the end, you were able to create a weapon powerful enough to threaten the Heirs' family? So whose side is he really on?"
"Of course, it's his own side." Zhang Parker looked up at his surroundings and realized that he and his group had returned to where they started, inside the Spider Legion's base.
As for returning empty-handed, it's not that they returned empty-handed; at least they learned that the weaving master and the heir's family were not of one mind.
"The heir family imprisons the weaving master and uses him for their own purposes, and it is clear that the weaving master also has his own ideas."
As for what the knitting master was thinking, nobody knows.
"Ugh, I hate riddle tellers!"
Spider-Man 2099, a researcher at the company, is also a complete STEM guy and detests this kind of half-truth.
What is meant by "the right time"?
And what do "in front" and "behind" mean?
"What do we do now?"
The Spider-Men ask questions.
"That goes without saying." Zhang Parker slung the gamma ray gun over his shoulder and inspected it. His memories, inherited from the nerdy Peter Parker, allowed him to effortlessly recall various subcultures. "Now, it's time for a physical exorcism!"
Now that they've acquired a weapon capable of harming the Heirs' family, Zhang Parker has no choice but to show these vampires what a "Doom Slayer" is all about!
"No, you idiot!" Spider-Man 2099 is worried about more than just the Heirs family. Doesn't this fool realize that his side is missing the most important person?
It wouldn't matter if they didn't kill the master weaver on this trip, but losing the most important person would be a real disaster.
"Oh right!" Zhang Parker, his mind racing, belatedly realized, "Where did Superman go?!"
Floating within a star system, Joey looked at the silk thread in his hand, which he had torn off when he tried to restrain the Weaver Master.
These spiderweb-like threads didn't last long in Joey's hands before vanishing without a trace. Watching the threads turn into specks of light, Joey felt inexplicably agitated.
Unlike Spider-Man 2099 and Parker Octopus, he was thinking about whether he could rescue the Weaver first, or at least free him from the control of the Heirs' family, rather than simply killing him.
But now it seems that this so-called master weaver, although constrained by the heir family, may not be as weak as they think.
The weaving master has essentially teleported himself back to the universe he started from.
Having traversed parallel universes multiple times, Joey had long since developed a good habit of scanning environmental parameters with his naked eye before visiting new and unfamiliar areas.
While the speed of light and other cosmological constants are largely the same in each parallel universe, there are always subtle differences. Combining these differences creates a nearly unique identifier.
Based on this, Joey was quite certain that the place he was in was just a corner of the original universe.
Just as Joey was about to take a look into the distance to see exactly where Earth was, a message came through the spider communicator on his wristband. It was from Zhang Parker and his group who had set off with him earlier: "Jesus! Thankfully, we can still contact him! Coordinates confirmed, he's still in this universe!"
The current situation is unusual; the multiverse is colliding and collapsing. Packer doesn't even dare to imagine the terrible consequences if they make the same mistake as last time, causing Superman to get lost in multiple parallel universes.
"Stand still, I'll locate you using the spider web! Lyra, could you—"
The Spider-Men also share their own internal communication and transportation network, with most of the permissions handled by "Lyra," the intelligent AI of Spider-Man 2099.
All he has to do now is send Superman back to Earth from the other side of the universe.
"No, wait a minute." Joey glanced at the nearest planet and noticed something unusual.
There may be a reason why the weaving master sent himself here.
"Because Joey saw someone who looked somewhat familiar on the planet's surface, and he was actually a native Earthling."
This star system is at least half a galaxy away from Earth, and the Earthling with a 1980s-era Walkman tucked into his waistband is undoubtedly that person.
It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Joey immediately lowered his body and flew over the atmosphere toward the planet where the other party was located.
The ruined planet, Morag.
Peter Quill put on his headphones, the tape inside the player started spinning, and accompanied by hit songs from the 1970s and 80s, he began another day of his life as a Robin Hood.
Some people may not know what "Robin Hood" means, but don't worry, Peter Quill himself doesn't know either.
Before he entered this line of work, he thought that these so-called interstellar rangers would live like Han Solo, dashing around in their spaceships every day, robbing the rich to help the poor, and occasionally firing a few shots at some tyrannical interstellar empire lackeys to make their presence known.
But in reality, this line of work, which is euphemistically called "Freelancers" or "Star Rangers," is more like bandits, robbers, and plunderers. Forget about fighting against the Empire's lackeys; their role is more like cleaning up the mess for these big shots. If they didn't do the most heinous things, their days would be like scavenging for scraps.
This sentence is basically enough to summarize Peter Quill's interstellar career after he became an adult.
Thinking of this, Peter Quill couldn't help but shed tears, but when he looked up at the metal container in his hand, which was called the "Cosmic Orb," he immediately broke into a smile.
To be honest, he didn't really care why someone would pay such a high price to find an iron ball on the remnant planet, but if someone wanted it, someone would look for it, and if someone was willing to pay, then naturally someone would become rich overnight.
After completing this order, Star-Lord secretly calculated that, based on his spending habits, the money he would receive was roughly an amount he could never spend in his next life.
Boom!
"Don't move!"
A deafening explosion yanked Star-Lord out of his reverie about financial freedom. Before he could even see what was happening, a dark gun barrel was already pressed against his face: "Put down that ball! It belongs to Ronan, the Accuser of the Kree Empire!"
A squad of fully armed mercenaries stormed into the ruins. Judging from their expressions, they were clearly displeased with Star-Lord's involvement with this thing: "What are you doing here?! What are you doing here?!"
"I...I...I'm just a garbage collector!"
Star-Lord, who had been stalling for time with words, darted around, observing the enemy's personnel and surroundings. After planning his counterattack and escape route, and seeing that the enemy had lowered their guard, he simply revealed his true identity: "Hmph, saying my name will give you a shock! I am—Star-Lord!"
Yes, he is Star-Lord, a notorious raider in this star system. These Kree Empire lackeys, unaware of his true identity, must be terrified now!
"Ah, Star-Lord?"
At the mouth of the sword, eyes flashed with the words of a celestial being, a figure seemingly possessing a sword. "Hmph, say my name, and I'll scare you! I am—Star-Lord!"
Yes, he is Star-Lord, a notorious raider in this star system. These Kree Empire lackeys, unaware of his true identity, must be terrified now!
"Ah, Star-Lord?"
When Peter Quill announced his title, "Star-Lord," the entire mercenary group erupted in cheers, whispering amongst themselves and asking—
Who is Star-Lord?
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