I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 395

Bottom of Kion Prison, cell area.

The Destroyer, who is listed as a fighting race with thick skin and strong strength, completely released Kyle's arms and back at this time, curled up and fell to the ground convulsively, his mouth continuously gasping for air. sound.

On his bare and strong chest, there was a scorched black mark, as if it had been grilled fiercely on the fire for a while, and there was a faint smell of meat.

On the other side, the tree figure Groot kept backing away, wailing in the pronunciation of "Groot", and the tree vines formed from his arms also let go of Kyle, with burning golden flames attached to them.

Despite vigorously swinging in the air, or lashing against the steel floor, the flames on the tree vines still showed no signs of extinguishing, instead, they extended toward the tree man's body more vigorously.

"Groot! Cheer up, Groot!"

The rocket was on Groot's shoulder, shaking violently with the tree body, it looked anxiously at Gamora beside it, "Hurry up and find a way to save it!"

"You don't need to tell me, I know it too!" Gomora took a deep breath, and suddenly jumped forward from Groot's shoulder, and took out a brand new blade from each back, facing the fire tree vine. The center violently swung down.

'laugh! '

The four vines that were on fire broke off and fell to the ground. They were soon covered by golden flames, and quickly burned into a layer of black ash.

Groot retreated to the corner of the wall, the remaining vine arms were emitting green smoke, and he looked at Kyle, who had returned to his original human appearance, with great fear.

At this time, Kyle was wearing a dark venom battle suit, with faint golden flames lingering all over his body, and his silver hair turned into wisps of flames, burning on end, and his whole body was filled with palpitating divine oppression.

In the past three years of wandering in the universe, Venom naturally did not gain flame resistance, but Kyle's control over the divine power of the fire system was more subtle, and he was able to output the flames exerted by the divine power through the battle suit.

Of course, if the divine power is fully activated, Kyle will completely turn into Pyroman, even the blood in his body will boil at high temperature, and the venom still cannot symbiotically attach to him.

However, the flame itself restrains the treants, and the destroyer is more resistant to physical attacks. The two have no means of defense and resistance against the divine flame, which is as light as a thousand degrees Celsius, and there is no need to achieve full power.

"Gamora."

Kyle stared at Gamora, approaching him step by step with divine flames.

Gamora's face turned pale, she bit her lip, and tightly clenched the blade in her hand. Under the approaching scorching heat, sweat kept slipping from her chin, her eyes fixed on Kyle and she didn't move a single bit.

There is no need to escape, the huge disparity in strength makes escape a luxury.

"Gomorra, run!" Rocket stood on Groot's head, pulled the trigger, and fired a series of bullets at Kyle with a roar.But this time, there was no chance of rebounding. The bullet reached the lingering flames on Kyle's body, and immediately melted into crimson molten iron with a sizzling sound.

"You can't die now. If you want to die, you will die by my hands, you Ronan lackey..." Dex said, a thick man with a hint of arrogance, with one hand covering his chest With burns, he propped himself up on the floor with one hand and struggled slowly to get up.

"You don't need to say more."

Gamora smiled in relief, and facing Kyle who came to the front, she simply threw away the blade in her hand, and said in a slow voice of resignation: "Are you coming after me? I can give you my life, But please let the others go."

"Oh?" Kyle rubbed his chin, as if he was really considering this proposal, and the golden flame on his body flickered a little dimly.

"Gomorra..." Rocket, Groot, and Dex couldn't help showing sadness on their faces.

"No, we must not let them go!"

At the passageway behind everyone, another team of armed prison guards arrived. After hearing the words of the conversation, the chief prison guard who led the team said anxiously.

"It's not for the sake of your talking." Kyle frowned slightly, and slapped his palms back. The raging flames rushed out like a wave, engulfing all the prison guards behind him, including people with guns.

Hearing the tragic wailing of a large number of prison guards before they died, Gamora and the others all changed color, and they really couldn't figure out the origin and intention of the mysterious man in front of them.

"Okay, I promise you. You die, and the others leave."

Kyle nodded, and Gamora closed his eyes gently as if relieved from a heavy burden, his tragic past flashed through his mind, and the shouts of Rocket and others beside him could no longer be heard clearly.

"Don't worry, I'll strike quickly, and you will die without any pain." Kyle stretched out two fingers, forming a sword shape, with golden flames rising from his fingertips, pointing at Gamora's unsuspecting forehead.

Before the fingertips fell completely, there were burn marks between Gamora's brows.

Seeing that Kyle's fingers were about to pierce his forehead, at the very moment, a calm male voice sounded hastily: "Stop!"

Kyle's fingers hovered between the eyebrows, the flames were almost extinguished, and dark green blood flowed down across Gamora's peaceful face.

Everyone looked up, and saw a human man in his early 30s, armed with clothing made up of various technological products, carrying a bulging backpack, and holding a robotic metal prosthesis, standing panting in the corridor on the second floor of the prison superior.

Star-Lord Quill, the Guardians of the Galaxy are really full now...

Kyle looked at the visitor and thought secretly.

"Quiel, where have you been running for so long!" Rocket yelled in surprise.

"Take the prosthesis you want, and my backpack equipment."

After Quill finished speaking to Rocket, he jumped off the second floor and said solemnly to Kyle, "Everything is negotiable. Who are you and why did you have to kill Gamora?"

"I don't need a reason to kill people. If I really want a reason, I can only say that her life is not good, and she has something to do with that person in the Titan Star Field." Kyle said lightly: "In addition, my name is Kyle, and I come from Earth .”

"Titan...do you know Thanos?" Gamora's eyes widened in surprise.

Quill's reaction was even more exaggerated. He blinked, looked Kyle up and down, and said excitedly: "I am also from the earth, fellow! Wait, the name Kyle, I seem to have seen it somewhere...Kyle, Kyle..."

Quill muttered a few words, his body trembled, and he blurted out: "The symbol of peace, Major General Kyle. No way, is it really the deity?!"

"Quell, do you know him?" Rocket and others were a little confused, this reversal was too exciting.

"Of course I know him. No, it should be said that everyone on Earth knows him. He is a legendary hero in our place!"

Quill was very excited. He was taken away from the earth by Star Hunter Yondu when he was a child in the 80s. Of course, he is very familiar with Kyle, who became a hero in World War II.

"As human beings, why are you so different?"

The Rockets were speechless, and the others deeply recognized it. After all, Kyle's combat power made them feel powerless and frightened.

(End of this chapter)