Man of Steel in the comic world

Four months later. 1

Planet Sovereign.

"Get ready to show off your skills, guys!" Carl sat next to the stereo. "It could come any minute."

"That's its bad luck." Gamora checked the energy gun in her hand.

"I thought you were going to use your sword," Quill quipped.

"What we were hired to deal with is a monster with cross-dimensional superpowers. It absorbs the energy of those energy batteries. Do I still use a sword to deal with it?" Gamora rolled her eyes at Star-Lord.

"The sword is your weapon, and the gun is mine." Quill grinned.

"You two, please don't engage in pornography." Rocket complained, "Quoyle, how did you get rid of Gamora? Look at what she looks like now. How does she look like a space killer?"

"Yeah, but what we should be discussing now is our mission," Star-Lord changed the subject, "And Drax, why aren't you wearing a flying machine?"

"It hurts." Drax's expression was unnatural. "It hurts when I put it on."

"Are you going to deal with that monster that's about thirty feet tall or even bigger on the ground?" Carl asked.

"Sorry, but my vagina is very sensitive," Drax said with an embarrassed expression, "I can't wear that."

"Hahahahaha!" Rocket laughed, "I understand why you are always shirtless." Rocket imitated Drax's words: "My a** hurts, oh my God."

Rocket Raccoon was always mean, and Drax was not good at bickering, so he could only ignore Rocket's ridicule.

"I'm Groot."

Groot is eating leaves growing on himself.

"Come on, guys, it's coming!" Carl looked at the energy detector in his hand, "We have to do something real."

The space in mid-air in front of everyone was distorted, and a monster with tentacles squeezed out of the void.

"Everyone," Carl commanded. "I will come to the rescue if anyone can't hold on."

"But now, it's up to you!"

Everyone rushed towards the monster.

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The battle was over, and Gamora finally took out her sword.The monster was disemboweled and fell to the ground.

"I still prefer to use a sword." Gamora wiped her sword. "It's more reliable than your gun, at least it won't run out of bullets."

"No, no, no, I always have enough ammunition." Star-Lord said.

"You don't need to explain." Carl patted Star-Lord on the shoulder, "It's time for you to exercise. You looked like a stupid goose when you were flying in the air just now."

"You think everyone is a monster like you." Quill curled his lips. "If you take action, we will have nothing to do with you."

"So I served as the commander, and you defeated the monster under my command." Carl smiled.

Star-Lord: "Come on, you told me to keep firing. I almost don't have enough bullets."

Rocket looked around the energy tower next to him.

"What are they called?" Drax asked.

"Energy batteries are worth tens of thousands each. There are at least tens of thousands of batteries inserted in this tower," Karl said.

"Brew cells?" Drax repeated.

"What you said doesn't make sense at all," Rocket reached out and pulled out an energy battery, "You idiot."

"If you call me an idiot again, I'll shove your tail up your ass, you stupid rat," Drax retorted.

"Okay, stop bickering, it's time for us to get our rewards." Carl said, "And you, Rocket, put the battery back in your pocket."

"Please, they won't find out."

"No."

"Ok."

"So is the one in the other pocket."

"I hate your clairvoyance."

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"Be careful with your words when dealing with the Sovereigns. They think they are superior to others and are easily angry. Offending them will lead to their pursuit. Although we don't have to be afraid of them, they are still very troublesome." Quill introduced Solin to everyone. characteristics of the tribe.

Everyone came to the Sovereign clan's reception hall.

"We thank you for your efforts, Guardians of the Galaxy. We cannot let the people of Sovereign risk their lives." Priestess 2 of the Sovereign tribe said: "Everyone in the Sovereign tribe is in accordance with the ethnic group. Design is born..."

When Carl saw this group of Sovereigns, he thought of the Kryptonians in his hometown. They also used genetic engineering to give birth to their offspring, and each one was born with a specific role. . .He was the first child to be born naturally on Krypton in 1000 years, and his father, Jor-El, told him that his future had unlimited possibilities.

"...We control the DNA of the offspring and let them develop in the birth pod..."

"I prefer to use traditional methods to create humans." Star-Lord couldn't control his words.

"Maybe one day you can tell us about your experience and this ancient method. This is academic research." The priestess said seriously.

"It's my honor." Quill almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Quell." Gamora glared at him. "Okay, you promise we will be paid for our efforts, we will take the money and leave."

The priestess signaled to her men to bring over a prisoner whose head was covered with a black cloth. She lifted the hood and revealed Nebula's face. "I know she's your sister."

"She is just a bounty on Xandar to me." Gamora pulled up Nebula.

"She wanted to steal the battery and was caught by our people. You can do whatever you want with her." The priestess said.

"That's fair, High Priest Ayesha. If there's nothing else, please allow us to leave." Karl said as he prepared to take everyone away.

"Mr. Karl, what is your origin?" the priestess asked.

"I'm a Kryptonian," Carl said.

"I saw an unusual bloodline in you. In this universe, I have never seen a bloodline with such unlimited potential." The priestess stood up, "You are willing to work with us to breed more outstanding people." An heir?" 4

"You know what?" Rocket interrupted, "I heard that you are all self-righteous bastards. How can you make such a request so casually?"

There was a low murmur from the Sovereigns on both sides of the hall.

"Did I say something wrong?" Rocket spread his hands.

The guards on both sides took a step forward.

Karl didn't want to cause trouble, "We're leaving, farewell!" He turned around and led everyone out of the hall.

The priestess looked at Karl's leaving back and thought.

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"High Priest Ayesha, at your request, we found the blood of the Kryptonian left in the Void." A man dressed as a mercenary presented a box to the priestess.

"Kryptonians are really a magical species. Their blood contains magical power..." the mercenary kept talking. "We found these blood in the ruins of the Void Land. You must know that that is the territory of Collector Tefan. We spent a lot of money to get it..."

The priestess didn't want to hear them go on, "I will pay you a satisfactory reward."

"Thank you for your generosity."

Ayesha opened the box, and a delicate test tube containing Karl's blood lay quietly inside.

The corners of the priestess' lips raised slightly.

The storyline of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 1 is said to take place four months after the events of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol.

2 The Sovereign tribe is a golden race that appeared in the opening scene of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, and their high priest is their supreme leader.

3. Although Carl's father, Jor Al, died in the destruction of Krypton, an intelligent image with his memory and consciousness exists in the Krypton exploration ship activated by Carl.Father and son had exchanges about Karl's life experience.

4 The so-called breeding of children by the priestess is through genetic engineering, not because she is greedy for Karl's body.

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