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Chapter 158: It's a Pleasure to be Skinned

Thanos watched as Star-Lord danced and sang like a howling wolf, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Is this the person who kidnapped my precious daughter?

At that moment, a sudden change occurred: a green figure materialized out of thin air and appeared before Thanos in an instant.

Secretly, Rocket scolded under his breath: "Damn it! Why doesn't anyone follow orders!"

Gamora leaped into the air and slashed at Thanos with her sword.

Thanos, being Thanos, quickly recovered from the attack. He grabbed the "dagger with one hand and twisted it with a "click."

Realizing the situation was worsening, Gamora took out the artifact dagger Thanos had given her and plunged it into Thanos' chest.

This dagger had a storied history; it was called the "God Slayer." In its planet .It could retract at will and was renowned for its ability to kill "Gods." Even against powerful foes, Gamora could use it to easily slit their throats.

In other words, it should be able to easily slit Thanos' throat as well.

However, the anticipated fatal blow didn't materialize. The dagger stopped just short of Thanos' heart as he firmly grasped her hand.

"My daughter, have you forgotten? I taught you all your skills. I can even predict the direction of every strike you make."

Thanos knew Gamora intended to kill him. By handing over the "God Slayer" dagger to her, he was absolutely certain of his advantage.

Across the universe, Talos surveyed the wreckage of a Kree fighter with a serious expression.

This was merely an ordinary fighter. Given the current air defenses of the Skrulls, destroying it wasn't a challenge.

The real question was why it ended up in this remote location. Was it intentional, or did it get lost? Did it send a message to the Supreme Intelligence before crashing?

An adjutant hesitated before speaking.

"Speak up."

The adjutant faltered, then said quietly: "My lord, with our current strength, if the Kree invade on a large scale, we risk extinction. Should we... inform Ms. Carol?"

Talos was silent for a moment before shaking his head: "The threat may not be directed at us. Stay alert."

The Skrulls harbored some pride. As a race that once competed with the Kree for dominance, it was disheartening to be reduced to this state. To ensure their survival, they had to accept Captain Marvel's protection.

But that didn't mean Talos was at ease. After all, they had received much help over the years.

"You already knew about our plan?"

Gamora asked coldly.

Thanos, smiling, appeared in a good mood: "I know you very well. If you didn't have other plans, it wouldn't be easy to capture you."

Thanos understood his minions' capabilities well. Except for the Black Order, the Chitauri were ineffective in group battles. Their only advantage was their numbers; the skill level of individual soldiers was quite poor.

As Gamora picked up her broken sword and prepared to strike, Thanos grabbed her hands and subdued her effortlessly.

"Thanos! Pay for the lives of my wife and children!"

Drax charged forward with fury, raising his two knives, ready to strike.

Thanos seized him by the neck and threw him aside.

Mantis descended from the sky, attempting to use her Hypnotic Ability, but as she landed, she found herself bound by an iron chain, unable to move.

Before Rocket and Groot could react, they followed the same fate.

"Thanos, let her go!"

Star-Lord rushed forward, aiming his gun at Thanos.

"You're Gamora's little boyfriend? Peter Quill?"

Thanos asked with interest.

"No! I'm the renowned Titan Killer! Let her go now, or I'll blow off your ugly face with one shot!"

"No, Peter." Gamora, tearful, said: "It's not him. You promised me, you promised me!"

Star-Lord was shocked and trembled as he lowered the gun, aiming it at Gamora.

"Daughter, you're too strong. He won't do it."

Star-Lord's trembling intensified. Gamora shook her head and whispered: "Shoot, Quill. I love you..."

Star-Lord murmured: "I love you too."

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang—bang-bang—"

"???"

Three suction darts shot out of the gun. It was a toy gun...