Marvel crosses Star Wars, and everyone attacks the galaxy

In the fierce battle, the silver figure shuttled around the giant Ant-Man, and Quicksilver nimbly bypassed his giant feet and quickly cleared the surrounding robot army. The giant Ant-Man caught a vulture robot with amazing strength and threw it fiercely at another group of robots, as if performing a magnificent battle ballet in the air.

The Wasp flew across the battlefield, her stinger hitting the enemy like lightning, temporarily paralyzing or dizzy. Then, Quicksilver pounced like a tiger and decisively eliminated these restrained enemies. They fought side by side with the clone soldiers of the 91st and 187th Legions, as well as Festos Tsunami Legion, like an epic and magnificent picture unfolding before their eyes.

On the battlefield, there was also Ant-Man's old friend Sergeant Grit, a clone of the 71st Legion from the planet Ryloth. They kept fighting the enemy, but the enemy seemed endless. "They come like a tide." Ant-Man complained in a low voice while dodging the collision of an Umbara fighter.

"We must stop them!" Kit Fisto shouted, slashing countless robots with his lightsaber. Beside him was Commander Locke, wearing armor with green embellishments, which contrasted with the green lining of the new general's tendrils.

Quicksilver stopped cleverly while moving at high speed, and the kinetic energy caused the Umbarans he met to be thrown off the platform like leaves and fall into the abyss.

Falcon descends from above, landing on the Vulture robot and easily decapitating it with his wings.

Quicksilver was talking to himself as he stretched his muscles and adjusted his equipment from time to time. On the battlefield, more robots and Umbarans were destroyed, knocked down or killed in the fierce exchange of fire.

Just as Quicksilver was about to join another battle, his receiver suddenly rang. "Pietro! Pietro!" It was Killy's voice, full of panic.

"What happened, man?" Quicksilver asked with a frown. Killy's voice was almost crying: "The worst kind."

This made Quicksilver's heart tighten. On the battlefield, the battle between General Dee and Grievous had entered a white-hot stage. Half of the soldiers had already rushed to the front line, and the clones left behind were full of anxiety. Quicksilver gritted his teeth, knowing the danger of facing the robot general, and he responded without hesitation.

"I'm here to help." His words were brief and firm. Quicksilver crossed the corridors and even flew over the top of the dome, looking for the ally he first met on Ryloth. He walked forward bravely, pushing aside the robots that stood in his way. This unintentional act of heroism brought hope to the clones in the midst of the war and seemed to turn the tide of the entire battle.

At this moment, Quicksilver rushed to the battlefield like lightning and saw General Dee in danger. Grievous forcibly pushed Captain Kili and other clones away and rushed towards Dee. Quicksilver's eyes suddenly widened, and when he saw his Jedi friend stepping forward to save everyone, he could only shout in despair, as if General Grievous's double swords pierced Dee's back.

"No!" Mrs. Soko screamed in terror. Quicksilver could only watch Dee fall, and his life died the moment he touched the ground. Before Grievous could stand up from his fresh spoils, a blurry figure rushed towards him.

Sliding on the floor, the droid general was knocked back further by a series of punches, almost falling into the abyss. Grievous struggled to stand up, only to see Quicksilver kneeling on the ground, looking at the dead Jedi. The silver-haired man's face was covered with tears, and he stared at this silent friend.

There was a soft "beep" sound, and Quicksilver covered his chest with his hands, feeling trembling and pain.

"Typical fool mourning for Jedi scum." The murderer of his friend made a vicious sound. However, Quicksilver's eyes were shining with anger and revenge.

He slowly stood up, glancing at the being that was now filled with his rage. He gently put the Jedi Knight down and turned to face the grieving clones of the 71st Legion. Captain Kili took Dee's body with regret and frustration.

Quicksilver's eyes were firm and cold, he knew that the battle had just begun... In the chaotic battlefield, Quicksilver turned and walked towards the guy who controlled everything. He came to the place where Dee unfortunately passed away and picked up the lightsaber left by Master Fisto.

"This sword does not belong to you, Grievous," he whispered, quickly activating the Jedi Knight's weapon. Quicksilver pointed the blue blade at the Separatist General with a determined glow as the lightsaber hummed. "The lives you have taken in this war do not belong to you either."

Grievous stretched out his arms, as if to show his strength, and then he began to gather more lightsabers to meet the upcoming challenge. He knew that the Avengers in front of him had become a major threat to their team.

"You and your team have always been a thorn in the side of the Separatists." Grievous roared loudly, ready to start a life-and-death battle with Quicksilver. "Today, the Avengers will fall at my feet."

Recalling his days on Ryloth and the fighting techniques he learned from Emma-Gon Dai, Quicksilver quickly got into a fighting stance. "Show me your strength, Ironhead," he challenged.

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"Hurry up and climb that turret! They are outflanking us!" Shouts rang out one after another on the battlefield.

"Look at those wrist rockets at the ready!" The super battle droids are already in position, ready to take down the enemy.

"Reinforcements are dwindling!" We must hold this position.

"Target the Umbaran and take out that battle droid!"

In Tipoca City, the capital of Kamino, the battle was raging. The shouts of the clone troopers blended with the noise of the battlefield. The Umbarans and droids were deployed in every corner of the city, engaging in a fierce confrontation with the clones. The Separatists poured into the city in droves, but faced with the fierce attacks of the clone defenders, they found it difficult to gain a foothold in the city.

A team of Umbarans attempted to force entry into a domed building on Tipokar. Although they were able to get through some of the clone defenses, they did so at considerable cost. However, when they reached the door leading to the target building, an explosion blew the door frame apart.

The door panels flew out and smashed several Umbarans, who were knocked to the ground and unable to get up for a while. The battle continued, and the fate of Kamino hung in the balance... In an instant, the invaders realized the severity of the situation, and when two of their companions were shot down, they felt unprecedented pressure.

Captain Fordow leaped out of the door like lightning, holding two DC-17 pistols in his hands. Without hesitation, he pointed the muzzles at the two Umbarans closest to him, and his accurate shooting knocked them to the ground instantly.

Ford continued to charge forward, knocking down another enemy with a kick, and then shot him in the head, killing him. At the same time, an Arc threw a pistol at an enemy who tried to raise his rifle. The pistol hit the man's helmet, and although it bounced off and left a visible crack, the force was enough for Ford to seize the opportunity.

He rushed forward quickly and made a magnificent spinning motion with his pistol, shattering the helmet and embedding shards of glass into the Umbaran's face, causing him to scream in pain. However, this did not stop Fordor's actions, and he quickly turned and shot down several enemies who tried to pick up weapons again. The other Umbarans seemed overwhelmed by such suddenness and violence.

Ford's eyes swept across the battlefield sharply, and he glanced at another Arc trooper in blue armor.

"You're showing off too much." A rude voice came from an Arc trooper.

Ford snorted in response, "Like sticking a grenade into a spider robot's eye? That's not showing off, it's showing strength."

The Arc Trooper rolled his eyes, his sight catching the threat not far away and quickly shooting it down.

he said, and the two of them stopped and turned in the direction of the explosion.

In another corner of the city, the battle continued to spread. The western section was heavily surrounded by the enemy, but thanks to the waxworkers of the 212th Regiment and the boiling quick thinking, they were still trying to resist. Despite this, the dawn of victory seemed to be flickering in the distance.

At their position, they built an impenetrable defense against the invading enemy, and they held their ground until a new batch of clone troopers from the Republic arrived to support them.

The waxer shouted, "Hold on, brothers!"

He traded his DC-15 blaster rifle for a more powerful swivel cannon and declared to his enemies: "When you anger the Grand Army of the Republic, you will see what true power means."

His shouts mixed with the scornful roars of the Separatist invaders, as strong as the smell of gunpowder, and the battle became more and more intense as both sides opened fire. At the north end of the city, the soldiers of the 501st and 41st companies regrouped and were led by Commander Gerry.

"Commander, is there any news from our general?" asked Jesse from the 501st Company.

Gerry replied calmly, "They're dealing with the acolytes and bounty hunters. The droids have brought them here." He knocked down a super battle droid with the butt of his rifle, and then hit the droid in the head with a well-aimed shot. "Just focus on holding the line, Lieutenant. You know, the last thing we have to worry about is the Jedi."

Jesse couldn't help but chuckle after hearing this, then rolled his eyes and looked at the wild laughter of the gang leader and the clearly visible rotating blaster. They knew that this was a tough battle, but they also firmly believed that as long as they united as one, they would be able to withstand any attack. This was a contest of faith, courage and loyalty, and they were the warriors in this contest.