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A massive magic circle rose into the sky above the planet. Under the influence of George's immense magical power in his dragon form, countless stellar energies from beyond the atmosphere were drawn into the circle. They condensed into a terrifying pillar of light, which shot straight toward Sanctuary II.
Sensing the overwhelming surge of energy, Sanctuary II immediately channeled all available power into its energy shields, deploying its full defensive system to protect the ship.
"Boom!"
The clash between top-tier magic and the pinnacle of advanced technology erupted. The raw power of the stars collided with the energy shields, locking them into a tense stalemate.
"The power of technology truly can't be underestimated."
Continuously channeling his magic and converting stellar energy into output, George watched as the protective shield around Sanctuary II trembled violently but still refused to break. He couldn't help but express a hint of admiration.
Thanos's Sanctuary II was undoubtedly among the most powerful warships in the universe.
It housed all the technology of Titan, combined with the plundered resources Thanos had amassed over the years. Not even the Nova Empire, the Kree, or the Skrulls could manufacture a warship of this caliber.
Empires had to maintain operations across countless planets and couldn't divert all their technology and resources into a single vessel.
It was like how a country couldn't pour its entire budget into building just one aircraft carrier—public welfare mattered too.
As a result, Sanctuary II displayed defensive capabilities on par with the highest levels in the universe. The fact that it could endure his super-magic for this long without faltering was a testament to its strength.
But George's magical power was virtually limitless—especially in his dragon form. The collapse of Sanctuary II's shield was only a matter of time. And once that shield fell, the ship's physical structure alone would never withstand his magic.
Thanos recognized this as well and immediately ordered Ebony Maw:
"Have everyone attack the creature directly!"
"Yes, Lord Thanos!"
Ebony Maw swiftly issued the combat order through his communicator.
All soldiers raised their laser weapons in unison, aiming toward the airborne George. The ships that had been stationed on the ground and the massive flying Leviathans now surged toward him as well.
At the same time, Sanctuary II's onboard weapons systems were activated. While still maintaining the defense against George's magic, the ship began locking onto him with its targeting systems.
"Order the Dark Aster and the Necrocraft to join the attack!"
Ronan, observing the situation, gave instructions to his subordinate Korath the Pursuer.
At this point, he and Thanos had already formed an alliance and would naturally act as one.
Moreover, the sudden appearance of this monster—having chosen to attack Thanos's ship—meant it could very well attack him next.
"I don't remember this planet having any guardian deity…"
Watching the massive beast in the sky—roughly the size of his own warship—Ronan frowned in puzzlement.
Across the vast universe, many planets produced native guardian spirits or deities. These entities varied in power: some could be felled by a single laser shot, while others could resist entire space fleets.
As a commander of the Kree Empire, Ronan was well aware of this.
In general, unless absolutely necessary, no one provoked planets guarded by powerful divine beings. Such a planet could certainly be conquered, but not without severe casualties.
Some of these deities even had connections with divine realms like Olympus or other higher powers. Killing them could lead to massive repercussions.
But this planet had been thoroughly investigated before—and there were no records of any native deities. So how did such a terrifying creature suddenly appear? And one powerful enough to challenge Sanctuary II head-on?
"Damn... has that guy underestimated the situation?"
Inside the Ravager base ship, Star-Lord and the others stared anxiously at the battlefield. George's relentless magical barrage had yet to breach Sanctuary II's energy shield, and now every available weapon was targeting him.
Everyone's hearts tightened with worry.
"I told you we should've gone with my plan!"
"Too naive!"
Despite being surrounded by warships, Leviathan-class beasts, and countless locked-on weapons, George remained utterly calm.
Sanctuary II's defensive performance had exceeded his expectations, but the situation was still well within his control.
Even with his massive dragon body, he knew that being hit by such an arsenal of high-tech weapons would certainly cause damage—but that was only if they could actually land a hit.
If necessary, he could revert to human form at any moment and teleport out of danger, avoiding every strike.
But there was no need for that—he had a better solution.
"Shut it down!"
With a surge of psychic energy, his metal manipulation—rivaling even that of Magneto—took direct effect on Sanctuary II. He began forcefully distorting the ship's internal systems and mechanical structures.
No matter how advanced a spaceship was, it had to be made of metal. And as long as it involved metal, it was vulnerable to his powers.
He didn't need to crumple the entire vessel—just sabotaging the internal machinery and delicate systems was enough to disable most of its core functions, including the energy shields.
Sure enough, under the influence of his psychic abilities, the ship's interior began to falter, and the shield system failed shortly after.
With its defenses down, Sanctuary II was immediately pierced through by the brilliance of Fairy Radiance.
"Ancient Magic: Thunderstorm Descent!"
Having destroyed Sanctuary II, George cast his Thunderstorm Magic. Dark clouds enveloped the sky above the planet, and countless bolts of lightning rained down like a storm upon the soldiers below, who were still holding their laser weapons. The electricity coursed through them, making their bodies convulse uncontrollably.
"Tricolored Flames!"
With a mighty roar, the dragon opened its jaws wide, unleashing a torrent of flames in three colors. The blazing fire surged forth, melting nearby Leviathan-class beasts and combat ships alike into nothingness.
Flapping his wings, George soared into the skies above the Dark Aster, which had just begun to ascend. He activated his psychic powers, targeting the ship's internal defense mechanisms. Then, with razor-sharp claws, he seized the ship and tore into it with tremendous force.
To the shock of all watching, the Dark Aster was ripped cleanly in half on the spot.
"I am George from Planet Tulan. I received a distress signal from the patrol fleet and have come in response.
Thanos and Ronan—
For the peace of the universe, today you will die!"
Hurling the torn remains of the Dark Aster to the ground, George used a Voice Amplification Charm to broadcast his voice across the entire planet.
"It's reinforcements! We're saved!"
Down below, the surviving soldiers of the Nova Empire's patrol fleet—half of whom had already been killed or disarmed—as well as the local inhabitants, were instantly filled with renewed hope upon hearing George's words.
They hadn't expected that the terrifying creature who appeared so suddenly was, in fact, their savior, arriving specifically to rescue them.
Just moments earlier, they had feared that this monster might wipe out Thanos and Ronan's forces and then casually exterminate everyone else as well.
"Ovira... Kamaria... my wife and daughter... I swear I will avenge you."
In the distance, a man with a heavily muscular build but severely wounded body struggled to rise from a mound of corpses. Clutching two daggers, he limped toward the center of the battlefield.
His name was Drax—the mightiest warrior of this planet. His wife and daughter had been slain by Ronan, and he himself had been gravely injured by the same hand.
(End of Chapter)