I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

In the vast and vast universe, it has long been confirmed that there is not only the existence of a civilization on Earth.

However, unlike the peace on Earth, the situation in the Large Magellanic Cloud is unusually tense.

Among them, the one with the widest influence and the largest number of people involved is the war between the Xandar civilization and the Klee Empire!

This interstellar war between civilizations has lasted for thousands of years.

The troops invested by both sides in this war, as well as the people lost, can be regarded as the largest one in the galaxy for thousands of years!

The protracted war has brought not only tragic casualties, countless economic losses, but also great war weariness.

Perhaps because of the protests of the people, or perhaps for the sake of interests, the Xandar civilization began to actively contact the high-level officials of the Kree Empire to seek a peaceful solution.

According to reliable sources, this war, which has lasted for many years, may come to an end in the near future.

However, not everyone wants this war to come to an end...

. . .

Large Magellanic Cloud, capital of the Klee Empire, Harrah ()

"I disagree!"

A voice full of anger resounded throughout the hall of the Kerry Empire Council.

Standing in the center of the parliamentary hall, Ronan, who was wearing an accuser's costume, opened his hands and looked furious.

And his anger pointed at the members of the Kerry Empire Council sitting in front of him.

In the huge parliamentary palace, everyone seemed to be strangled, silent. The only thing that echoed in the space was Ronan's angry voice.

"What peace treaty?! This is simply an act of cowards!!!"

"How can you be worthy of the peace treaty promised to the other party at this time, are you compatriots and people who sacrificed for this war before?!"

"Give me a little more time, my accuser legion will soon be able to break through the frontier planet..."

A member of parliament sitting next to the speaker suddenly raised his hand and interrupted Ronan's passionate speech:

"This war has been fought for too long. Whether it is soldiers or people, is the price we paid less? If it continues, how many more Cree people will die? What's more, this is the supreme wisdom decision, don't you..."

Before the other party could finish speaking, Ronan rebuked mercilessly:

"fart!"

"What price?! As a Cree, it is their honor to die on the battlefield fighting for the people!"

"Also, don't think I don't know, this is all a stupid decision made by you shameless officials in order to continue to hold the power and secure the seat under your butt!"

Hearing the words, several members of the Congress invariably criticized:

"Ronan, pay attention to your words!"

As one of the most powerful imperial civilizations in the universe, the leader of the Kree Empire has always been a topic of conversation.

The Cree people who advocate force have developed a life computer "Intelligence", which embodies the highest intelligence of the Cree people, including all science, philosophy, military, thinking and so on.

Supreme Wisdom As the top manager of the entire Kree Empire, the Council only acts as an assistant to the Supreme Wisdom.

In a sense, the Supreme Intelligence is already the de facto god of the Kree.

Of course, not everyone wants to be led by a disembodied computer...

"enough!"

The Imperial Speaker, who was sitting on the chairperson's seat, finally couldn't stand it any longer.

I saw that the blue face was full of displeasure at Ronan's rioting in parliament, he frowned, and then he waved his hand:

"This matter is a foregone conclusion, and there is no need to discuss it any further. Ronan, as a member of the Klee Empire, you only need to obey the orders of the Empire!"

Clenching his fists tightly, Ronan resisted the urge to unscrew the heads of these imperial parliamentarians and snorted coldly:

"Wait, not only me, but the people will not agree with your stupid decision..."

Drop such a cruel word,

Ronan turned sharply and stepped out of the parliament hall.

. . .

Ronan, who left Hala ( ), did not stop, and returned directly to his battleship, the Dark Star.

As soon as he arrived on the flight deck, his right-hand man, Klaas, a former member of the Kree Empire Star Trooper, greeted him.

"Master, does the council really intend to sign a peace treaty with Xandar?"

Taking a seat in his captain's seat, Ronan, who was still angry, did not answer the question of his subordinate directly, but asked instead:

"Claas, how's the battle on the frontier planet? How long will it take for our army to break through the Nova Corps' defense line?"

"Uh...this..."

Seeing the sudden faltering look of Klass, Ronan frowned, and then asked:

"What happened?"

"Master, the major fleets seem to have received orders from the council, and they have suspended their continued offensive..."

Before Klaas could finish speaking, Ronan slapped the armrest of the seat with his big hand and cursed loudly through gritted teeth:

"Stupid! Shameless! Pathetic!"

"Damn Council!"

Seeing Ronan wantonly venting his inner anger, the soldiers on the flight deck were too frightened to breathe, for fear of being angered.

The reason why Ronan is so resistant to the coming peace is not just because of the conflicting political ideas.

The thousand-year war has left the hands of the soldiers of Xandar and the Kree Empire covered with each other's blood.

Ronan's father, family and grandparents all lost their lives in this long war.

How could the bloody feud of the family be easily forgotten? !

Revenge has become a strong obsession in Ronan's heart.

No one, not even the Council of the Kree Empire, can stop his determination to destroy the Xandar civilization...

"In that case, let me defend the last honor and dignity of the Kerry Empire! Even if it is cast aside by the Empire and becomes a so-called radical and fanatic, I will do it!"

Just when Ronan made up his mind, a Zakaran soldier with an energy gun suddenly ran into the flight deck and reported:

"Report to the master, there is a small spaceship that is approaching us."

"The Nova Corps?"

"No, according to the signal sent by the other party, they seem to be the people of the Crazy Titan..."

"Crazy Titan..."

Hearing this name, Ronan's brows couldn't help but raise a ripple in his heart.

After bowing his head and pondering for a while, he waved his hand and ordered:

"Let them come here!"

"Yes!"

Not long after, the huge defensive door of the flight deck suddenly opened.

Behind a Zakaran soldier, walking in slowly, were two slender figures.

"Ronan, we are ordered by Thanos to bring you a message!"

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