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Chapter 251: The Blade Falls, Ronan Perishes

As soon as a master makes a move, one knows if they have the skills.

Moreover, people in the Marvel world never seem to understand the concept of low-profile, like Ronan here. Although he didn't use his full strength in his previous attack, he blatantly revealed his power level to Clark. He's at the late cosmic stage, roughly similar to Tohru at this phase.

If this were Clark before the New York battle, facing such an opponent would have called for a bit more seriousness. But for the current Clark, it's just a trivial matter. Easily dealt with, without needing much attention.

Clark had already discerned Ronan's strength, but Ronan couldn't gauge Clark's. All he could ascertain was that this handsome young man before him was certainly not weaker than himself.

Ronan's gaze turned solemn as he said coldly, "Are you sure you want to oppose the Kree?"

"The Kree?" Clark replied with a cold laugh. "Do you really think you can represent the Kree Empire?"

"You think I don't know? The Kree are now seeking peace and quiet. You, a warmonger, have been seen as a deviant and a rebel." Facing Ronan's threat, Clark responded with a sneer, "Do you believe that even if I kill you here and now, the Kree Empire won't bother me afterwards?"

"Those damned fools..."

Realizing Clark's words were true, Ronan's face turned even uglier. Muttering a curse to himself, he leaped from the ground, raising his war hammer, a pinnacle of Kree technology, above his head before smashing it down towards Clark.

"Let's try then!"

Facing Ronan's desperate attack, Clark didn't dodge. He simply summoned the rejuvenating artifact from behind him, turning it into a shield to meet Ronan's full-force hammer strike.

After the upgrades by King Hank Pym, the embarrassing words "Rejuvenating Hand" on the back of the cloak had been removed. Clark didn't bother renaming it and simply continued to refer to it as the Rejuvenating Hand.

"Clang!" Metal clashed like thunder on flat ground, shattering the windows of nearby buildings. Even the skilled fighters present had to cover their ears from the pain, though it was too late to prevent any damage.

Under this strike, Clark, protected by the Rejuvenating Hand, remained unaffected, while Ronan was blasted back, spewing a mouthful of blue blood, his high-tech war hammer flying out of his grasp, and his body hurtling backwards into the sky.

Seizing the opportunity, Clark, with a flash of murderous intent, disappeared from his spot with a speed beyond everyone's sight.

When he reappeared, he was already above Ronan, delivering a sharp elbow strike squarely onto Ronan's chest.

After another heavy blow, Ronan's chest, tougher than refined steel, was shattered, breaking seven ribs instantly. He coughed up more blue blood and plummeted down like a cannonball, smashing into the ground below.

"Boom!"

A perfectly intact house turned into ruins under Ronan's impact.

Impression Points from Ronan +999!

Impression Points from Peter Quill...

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With a swift and fierce attack, everyone present was stunned.

Who was the one being beaten?

It was Ronan! The Accuser of the Kree Empire! A fearsome executioner known throughout the cosmos! A tormentor to the advanced Sanderian civilization!

A notoriously wicked partner of the Mad Titan, Thanos!

Such a notorious being was easily overpowered by this young man!

And by the sound of it, he seems to be from the same planet as Quill? How could there be such a vast difference between the two? A thought struck, and the Rejuvenating Hand in Clark's hand transformed from a shield into a huge ghost-headed cleaver. With the cleaver in hand, Clark descended towards Ronan's location below.

Worth mentioning is that after incorporating the star core and Uru metal, the Rejuvenating Hand now operated independently of any connection to the Kimoju, relying on Clark's own energy as a power source. The basic magical energy controlling its shape transformation made it even more versatile than before.

Ronan, just recovering from Clark's devastating attack and fueled by rage, attempted to rise, only to be pinned down by Clark's foot on his chest.

Then came the swift blade strike.

"Splash!"

The huge head rolled away.

Impression Points from Ronan +1000!

Ronan, fallen!

Ronan, a formidable figure in the cosmos, died miserably in the Void.

Seeing Clark walking out of the ruins with the ghost-headed cleaver, everyone present felt a deep sense of terror.

Impression Points from Peter Quill +9999!

Impression Points from Gamora +999!

Impression Points from Rocket...

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From Clark easily overpowering Ronan earlier, everyone stopped doubting his ability to kill Ronan. But still, seeing Clark actually behead Ronan, it all seemed so unreal.

He actually killed Ronan! Without any hesitation! Seeing this, Nebula was the first to react. She looked at Clark's bloodless cleaver and mocked, "Kid, you're done for. Ronan was Thanos's ally. By killing him, Thanos will never let you off."

Clark casually threw the cleaver, which transformed back into the decorative red cloak mid-air, draping itself over his shoulders.

Hearing Nebula's threat, he couldn't help but chuckle, "Of course, he won't let me go, but not for Ronan. I believe the two Infinity Stones in my possession are far more attractive to him. But, so what?"

Seeing Clark's nonchalant attitude, Nebula continued fiercely, "Do you really think you can stand against Thanos? Don't be naive!"

Her smile grew colder as she continued, "Thanos's strength is far beyond Ronan's. If he wanted to kill Ronan, it wouldn't take longer than your murder speed. His blade, forged from special cosmic metal, can cut through even the toughest materials like Vibranium!"

Hearing Nebula's words, Gamora's face showed a strange expression, but wisely chose to remain silent.

"There's more," Nebula continued, "Apart from his own strength, Thanos commands the nearly fearless lower intellect beings of the Black Order, along with the powerful Black Obsidian Cull. Each member's strength is not much less than Ronan's, and they all have unique skills."

"The Corvus Glaive, leader of the Black Order, possesses super strength and rapid healing. His scythe has the terrifying ability to prevent healing and resurrection. Anyone wounded by it can never heal."

"Proxima Midnight excels in hand-to-hand combat, a cosmic level martial artist. Her spear, once thrown, has a terrifying killing power. Few survive a hit!"

"Ebony Maw, a member of the rare 'Whisperers' species, has a powerful persuasive speech ability. Even those with super-intelligence can't escape unscathed without precaution. He's also a strong telekinetic."

"Black Dwarf..."

As Nebula went on detailing the abilities of Thanos's underlings, Clark listened with a smile. But when she mentioned Proxima Midnight, he couldn't help but interject, "She's already dead."

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ebula quickly adjusted her topic upon the mention of Proxima Midnight's demise and continued, "Black Dwarf has super strength, high density, and indestructible skin. He can easily break through enemy lines on the battlefield, an unkillable warrior."

After thoroughly introducing Thanos and his Black Order members to Clark, Nebula's face showed even more contempt, "Facing such a Thanos, with such a terrifying Black Order and the powerful Black Obsidian Cull... now just four, are you shivering in fear yet?"

Seeing Nebula's confident demeanor, Ava looked questioningly at Clark, as if asking: What's the real deal between Nebula and Thanos? Is she really his adopted daughter?

Are the relationships between this foster father and daughter similar to some unspeakable rules on Earth? However, before Clark could respond, Gamora spoke disdainfully, "Don't listen to her nonsense. Thanos's Black Order may be strong, but they each have their own agendas."

"Corvus Glaive is bloodthirsty with great ambition."

"Ebony Maw is cunning as a ghost, never truly loyal to anyone, not even Thanos."

"Black Dwarf joined Thanos out of necessity for his race's survival."

"Only Proxima Midnight was truly loyal to Thanos, despite her relationship with Corvus Glaive."

"This team itself is full of internal conflicts. As long as Thanos is strong, he can suppress everything. But once Thanos faces problems, like being defeated or crippled, the hidden conflicts within the Black Order might lead to their own downfall without the need for external forces!"

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