Marvel turns into Iron Man

"Maybe, but he's probably the only family I have left—"

"It's not like that, Quill, you're not alone here."

Quill murmured looking at the distant bright spots in the sky, but Gamora grabbed his hand.

In the ruins, Rocket held a few dead branches left by Groot in the explosion, sobbing softly.

It knows that from today onwards, it has lost a close friend who will accompany it, and a family member who will accompany it for a lifetime.

Originally, the feelings suppressed by Rocket were released in an instant after Ronan disappeared.

Yeah, this group of people, they lost a friend who would give his life to save them.

Even if the result of this war is their victory, it is also a tragedy for them.

Quill and Gamora stared blankly at Rocket, who was sobbing with a dead branch, feeling like he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle.

Drax walked slowly to Rocket's side, stretched out his hand silently, and gently rubbed Rocket's hair.

Carol stood aside, watching the group of people mourning their lost companions, and let out a soft sigh.

She has also seen countless people lose their most important people, maybe friends, maybe family.

Their end is not the same, but most of them will wipe away the tears and move on.

More often, the pain of loss is remembered by them, and they are remembered in the deepest places in their hearts.

But Nebula stood beside Miss Stark, watching everything that happened in front of her eyes coldly.

Except for Gamora, she is not familiar with these people, and it was just a matter of protecting them before.

As for whether he can become friends with these friends of Gamora, Nebula is not clear and is not interested.

As a result, the ruins fell into an eerie silence, and everyone was mourning for a tall tree-man friend.

It used to be so tall, so burly, so... Groot.

None of them can only say a word, and they are willing to be friends with their Guardian Shield.

But it was also at this time, when no one expected it, a discordant voice sounded.

"Although I don't want to disturb you, I still want to say that Groot is a magical race."

"As long as the living plant cells are not completely destroyed, they can grow back into new individuals."

"How do you say that sentence, in terms you can understand, it should be called—resurrection?"

What does it mean to speak amazingly? When Miss Stark spoke, even Nebula beside her was stunned.

Doesn't this woman look at the atmosphere?Is she out of her mind?Is it really appropriate to say this in this situation?

Questions like these kept appearing in the minds of everyone present, but they also became their hope.

Rocket looked at her blankly, and then at the dead branches left by Groot in his arms.

As if confirming Miss Stark's words, a few green shoots appeared on these dead branches.

It's just that some of these buds are too tiny, even so tiny that the rocket didn't notice it at all.

But now, after hearing the news that Groot can be resurrected, the haze in everyone's heart has been swept away.

Soon, a golden figure in armor crossed the sky, and Sam seemed to be looking for something.

Miss Stark naturally noticed him, smiled and waved to him, calling out his name.

"You're here—I've been looking for you for a long time, boss."

"The energy storm just now was too terrifying. We tried to rush in, but we were pushed out directly."

"It's terrible, it's terrible, I thought I would be torn apart by the energy storm."

Sam Alexander was still wearing his Nova Legion suit, with a happy expression on his face.

Miss Stark looked at Sam's face, and thought that she must never tell them the real reason of this matter.

It was she who stopped the Nova Warriors trying to break into the energy storm, and then came here alone.

"All Nova Warriors have returned to Xandar, and the orbital satellite cities have been defortified."

"The Legion's fleet is also safe and sound, and it is undergoing inspections in port, which is our victory."

Ensuring that his eldest brother was not harmed in the disaster, Sam quickly returned to the role of assistant.

"No, Sam, it's not our victory—it's the help of these friends."

Miss Stark shook her head with a smile, spread her hands, and introduced Peter Quill and others to Sam.

"Okay, my dear friends, this matter is basically over, maybe you need to take a good rest."

"Our people will soon enter to clean up the battlefield, and there are some problems between us that need to be properly...explained?"

Miss Stark tapped her fingers lightly as she spoke, and once again pulled out a space rift, connecting the Nova Corps headquarters.

"Well, it looks like I'm not needed here anymore, maybe I can—"

Maybe because he realized that he didn't need to stay here, Carol opened his mouth slowly, preparing to leave here.

"Ms. Carroll - Mr. Nick Fury asked me to send you my regards."

But when she was about to leave, Miss Stark's words made her stop silently.

At the same time, Nick Fury, who was far away on the earth, sneezed loudly for no reason.

"Sir, are you all right?"

The old red sports car was running on the road. After hearing Fury's sneeze, the driver asked with concern.

"I've retired, Coulson, you have to change your habits."

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Nick Fury, wearing a blue printed jacket and sunglasses, shook his head slightly.

Coulson's Laura was still running on the road in Miami, but she left the beach with the two old agents.

When he heard that name, Carol obviously hesitated and stopped his steps.

"You...you know him, Nick Fury?"

"Of course, we are old buddies, and he often mentions you to me."

Miss Stark doesn't care how many times Nick Fury sneezes because of her back talking.

Even Carol couldn't run to ask him for confirmation now, so she didn't care about running the train with her mouth full.

"On the other hand—Quiel, Carol, I have a question for you."

"Don't you really want to talk about the changes in your hometown with fellow villagers from Earth?"

PS:

The fellow is okay, do you have a recommendation ticket, if not, I will ask tomorrow (poor)