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Zhang Ming stabbed his lightsaber, and the blade sliced ​​across the top of the spacecraft, as easily as he was cutting a cake.

"Why didn't he break in?" A subordinate asked, staring at the screen.

"Because he was worried that I would take the opportunity to escape after entering the interior of the spacecraft, so he planned to dismantle the spacecraft bit by bit from the outside until the spacecraft completely crashed. And he was confident that he could face the entire spacecraft's external defense system alone.

"Dark Night Proxima Centauri said calmly: "Send out defense troops immediately."

"yes."

"Wait a minute." Proxima Centauri said: "Install bombs on every aircraft of the defense force."

Although the subordinate did not understand the reason for this order, he still complied with it.

The hatches on both sides of the spacecraft opened, and hundreds of enemies flew out in aircraft.

They are well-equipped with small-caliber weapons that are designed to target the body and will not damage the outer wall of the spacecraft, as well as telescopic spears that allow them to swoop down and attack Zhang Ming at close range like medieval cavalry.

Pinru's clothes provided defense. The small-power weapons of the Kirita soldiers could only hurt Zhang Ming, but could not penetrate the skin and cause penetrating damage.

Zhang Ming held the lightsaber and unleashed a barrage. While dealing with these alien warriors, he did not forget to accelerate the dismantling of the spacecraft.

One-third of the top deck of the spacecraft has been cut open.

"What are you doing? He is alone! If we don't kill him, the spacecraft will be demolished by him!" an adjutant yelled angrily.

Proxima Centauri stood up and waved to her adjutant.

"Follow plan B."

"But……"

The adjutant wanted to say something more, but when he and Proxima Centauri looked at each other, he could no longer say anything.

Those are a pair of determined eyes, as if to say:

If you don't cooperate, then go to hell. This job can be replaced at any time.

"Understood, I'll make arrangements right away." The adjutant lowered his head and walked out.

Proxima Centauri walked in another direction. She opened the hatches one after another and came to the bottom floor, where there was an escape hatch prepared for her.

That's right, she planned to sacrifice the spaceship just to stop Zhang Ming for a few minutes.

She lay down in the escape capsule, the door closed, and a passage appeared under the spacecraft. Proxima Centauri did not immediately activate the escape capsule, but pressed a button first——

Zhang Ming, who was busy dismantling the spacecraft with his bare hands, suddenly felt a tremor under his feet. As a potential bomb maniac, he knew very well what this tremor meant.

That crazy woman from Proxima Centauri blew up the ship!

At this time, a Kirita soldier swooped down. Zhang Ming lowered his head, dodged his spear, grabbed a corner of the aircraft, used strength on his waist and abdomen, and climbed onto the aircraft.

"Man, I have commandeered this aircraft!" Zhang Ming said, punching the opponent in the face, and while he was dazed, he kicked him down.

After skillfully snatching the aircraft, Zhang Ming saw an "egg" popping out from under the slowly falling spacecraft that burned into a ball of fire. The face of Proxima Centauri in the dark night was reflected on the smooth eggshell.

Zhang Ming avoided the gunfire from behind and chased in the direction of the escape cabin. Suddenly, he saw Proxima Centauri raised his hand, holding a small thing in his hand...

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Hundreds of continuous explosions suddenly appeared in the sky, and all individual aircraft were instantly ignited. For the first time, Jotunheim, a country covered by frost and clouds for thousands of years, appeared with such dazzling brilliance.

Zhang Ming was standing at the source of the explosion. Even Lady Luck couldn't help him this time. He was blown away, his brain was buzzing, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

There was a pain in his chest, and his instinct told him that at least two ribs were broken this time, and they might even have penetrated the lungs, because the pain would get worse every time he breathed.

The only thing that was lucky was that the fragments of the shattered aircraft did not directly hit his brain or cut off his limbs, and his body was still sound.

Zhang Ming shook his head vigorously. He fell from a height of several hundred meters, and the cold wind blew him spinning in the air. He pressed hard on the switch of his flying boots. This equipment, which had accompanied Zhang Ming through life and death, still failed to defeat him.

It was extremely cold, and after a little smoke came out, there was no movement at all.

Wings popped up on both sides of the escape capsule in the distance, and flames shot out from the rear. After Proxima Centauri abandoned the subordinates who trusted her, she continued to escape alone.

She thought that after blowing up all the aircraft, she could stop Zhang Ming for a few minutes, but she didn't know that she had inadvertently forced Zhang Ming into a desperate situation.

Zhang Ming can't fly, and he is now two hundred meters above the ground!

Flying boots, cryogenic strikes;

The Locks of Absurdity were left on Earth in order to save ordinary citizens;

Except for these two pieces of equipment, no other equipment has the ability to prevent him from falling to death.

what to do?

The altitude is dropping rapidly, one hundred and fifty meters... one hundred meters...

Zhang Ming suddenly thought of a possibility. He grabbed his collar and shouted: "Become a parachute!"

Pinru's clothes ignored his request.

Seventy meters above the ground.

Zhang Ming did not give up and continued to try.

"Become a wingsuit!"

Pinru's clothes quickly responded. It clung to Zhang Ming's body instantly, and there were thin membranes like wings between his arms and legs.

The wingsuit imitates the flight of birds. It is very difficult to control and requires a long period of training. It is by no means an extreme event that beginners can easily master.

But Zhang Ming had no chance for trial and error. He relied on his strong physical fitness and reflexes to figure out how to use it under the threat of death.

Fifty meters... forty meters...

He is still falling vertically.

Thirty meters...twenty meters...

Zhang Ming finally got the hang of it. By this time, he could already see the ice on the ground clearly. The cold wind was beating on his eardrums, and he couldn't hear anything except his heartbeat.

Ten meters!

A black shadow drew an arc on the ground, completing a ninety-degree reversal!

Zhang Ming was gliding in the air. He felt a pain in his chest due to his violent heartbeat, but no amount of pain could erase the excitement at this moment.

Come to life!

He was getting excited when suddenly hundreds of rays appeared below.

Red lasers flew over one after another, and Zhang Ming noticed that he had flown to a war zone. There were Frost Giants and Asgardian warriors on the ground, but more of them were Kirita soldiers.

Now the two gems are about to be delivered to Thanos, and their mission is about to be completed. This is their final counterattack.

Just now, the Kirita warriors received the latest order to kill Zhang Ming at all costs. In order to complete the task, these madmen directly handed over their backs to the enemy, allowing the Asgardian warriors to stab their swords into their chests.

I also have to shoot Zhang Ming.

The wingsuit was broken, Zhang Ming's flying movements deformed, and he fell diagonally.

Barrage!

Thousands of barrages fell on the ice sheet, repeatedly shattering the hard ice and eventually turning into fluffy ice slag. Zhang Ming plunged into it and finally escaped any further injuries.

As soon as he climbed out of the ice slag, he met a pair of eyes filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Ming raised a finger. The Kirita soldiers thought he was going to use a weapon, so they cautiously took a step back, and some even raised their shields.

"Let me take a breath." He exchanged a stick of roasted gluten, turned it over, and finished one stick in one go.

"Roar!" Feeling like they were being tricked, the Kirita man roared and rushed towards him.

Before his body had fully recovered, Zhang Ming forced himself to take a breath, waved his lightsaber, and fought with these fearless aliens.

The petroleum-black blood wetted Zhang Ming's hair and fell on his face, causing a burning pain. But later on, the pain disappeared.

Zhang Ming is really tired.

Ten consecutive cuts, continuous tracking, explosions, flames, cannonballs, and the sinister traps of Proxima Centauri in the dark night.

He was tired both physically and mentally.

But when he thought of the face of Dark Night Proxima, Zhang Ming felt a surge of anger in his heart, holding it in his chest, driving him to kill the enemy non-stop.

"Get out!" Zhang Ming kicked a Kirita soldier away. The third-person camera locked behind him, and the barrage drowned the attacker behind him. The lightsaber thrust out, piercing through more than a dozen enemies in a row.

There were corpses all over the place, but there were still endless enemies. No matter how many Zhang Ming killed, they would all come forward one after another.

Another shot came from the corner. The laser weapon penetrated Zhang Ming's calf. His movements were stiff for a moment. The Kirita soldiers seized this opportunity and thrust out spears from all directions!

"Cold—frost—frozen."

A spell full of primitive and barbaric styles appeared, and the cold wind around him seemed to become more spiritual in an instant. The wind wrapped around the Chiruita soldiers who rushed over, freezing them into ice sculptures in mid-air.

Zhang Ming's eyes widened as he prepared to fight.

"This ability..."

"Zhang Ming, the enemy of the Frost Giants and the hero of Asgard, after losing Odin's weapon, are these your only abilities? It's really disappointing."

A cold voice appeared from behind. Dozens of Frost Giants raised their giant bone axes and heavy hammers, smashing the Kirita ice sculptures one after another. Among the flying ice shards, a familiar face walked over.

"Vegita." Zhang Ming called out the other person's name.

The new king of the Frost Giants, who has the same name as an anime character, has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to a few months ago.

The man who could only cry, with a look of unwillingness and fear, was now much taller, with runes unique to the royal family drawn on his muscular blue skin, and his eyes were deep and powerful.

It can be seen that he has experienced a lot during this time.

"You saved me...thank you." Zhang Ming said sincerely.

"You don't need to thank me. You once repelled the Frost Giant army and forced my father to death. If you are killed by this group of losers, it would be the greatest insult to me." Vegeta said.

He knows very well what a true king should do. Every move he makes is responsible for his people. As long as he is still in this position, he must control his emotions.

Even though he wanted to tear Zhang Ming into pieces.

"When I have a son, when he grows up enough to bear the responsibility of the king, I will hand over the throne to him, and then, in a one-on-one, unscrew your head. As for now -" Vegeta turned sideways

, make a way, behind there are three direwolves, they are pulling a sled.

"I see you hunting that woman, that lackey of Thanos. Capture her and kill her."

Zhang Ming sat on the sled, nodded to Vegeta, waved the reins vigorously, and the direwolves began to run. As the running speed became faster and faster, they actually flew up with the sled, and the flying speed...

Shockingly fast!

Zhang Ming soon caught up with Proxima Centauri, and the three direwolves pounced on him, destroying the escape capsule with their teeth and claws.

Zhang Ming grabbed Proxima Centauri by the neck.

"Finally caught you."

Proxima Centauri remains expressionless in the dark night.