Chapter 734: Reward For Leaving Xandar

In the distance, Yondu, who had crashed in the milano, was also not dead, merely suffering a few scrapes.

However, the other members of his team were not so lucky; their casualties could be described as heavy, with some dying in the crash and most of the survivors suffering broken limbs or being knocked unconscious.

Just as Peter and the others were confronting Ronan, the wreckage of the milano was surrounded by Kree henchmen led by Ronan.

To prevent his “Ravagers” team, which he had painstakingly assembled over many years, from being destroyed, Yondu immediately summoned his weapon, the “Yaka Arrow,” and guarded his severely wounded companions.

Furthermore, Yondu’s weapon, the “Yaka Arrow,” is an absolute high-tech weapon that can amplify mental power through the “fin” mounted on his head, thereby controlling the weapon to kill.

It’s somewhat similar to telekinesis.

And because the “Yaka Arrow” is small and agile, it often kills people invisibly, making it impossible to guard against.

Yondu then relied on the “Yaka Arrow” to kill dozens of Kree in front of him in one fell swoop.

However, the immense mental exertion also caused him physical discomfort.

Watching the Kree soldiers continuously gathering in the distance, Yondu’s expression also turned grim.

Just as he was preparing to fight to the death, vowing not to let the Kree have an easy time even if he died, Ronan the Accuser on the main battlefield was suddenly blown to pieces.

Seeing their leader killed, the Kree soldiers immediately fell into disarray, no longer bothering to encircle the milano, and scattered, fleeing into the distance.

“Hahahaha…”

Yondu, who had narrowly escaped death, burst into laughter watching the Kree flee in a panic, then weakly sat down on the ground.

On the main battlefield, with the death of the invader Ronan, the Xandar Defense Force finally had time to reorganize their fleet, and then hundreds of small spacecraft densely landed around Mike and the others.

“Thank you for helping Xandar eliminate the invaders. To show our sincerity, Leader Rael wishes to meet you in person and express her gratitude face-to-face.” Nova Corps Senior Commander Roman approached Mike and the others with goodwill.

He was wearing an earpiece, clearly having spoken with Xandar’s Leader Rael in advance.

Xandar is a planet that values peace, and Mike and the others’ benevolent actions could easily win the favor of the Nova Corps.

“Thanks? Is there intergalactic currency to be had?” Peter, who was showing off to Gamora, immediately perked up at the mention of a potential profit.

After all, Peter was now independent, and only after becoming a householder did he realize the cost of daily necessities.

No matter what he planned to do in the future, it was always right to save more money.

“The help you provided to Xandar this time is invaluable and cannot be measured by money. If you truly want intergalactic currency, I believe the Leader will satisfy you.” A smile appeared on Roman’s stern face.

From the Xandar criminal review system, Roman already knew that Peter and Gamora were recently escaped prisoners.

However, Roman did not say anything to spoil the mood at this time.

Instead, from Peter’s greedy demeanor, he felt that the other party was very real.

After all, no one is perfect, and a little greed is not a flaw compared to saving Xandar.

Moreover, Roman’s identity as a soldier made him prefer those who spoke their minds and were straightforward.

“Really? Then quickly take us to see that Leader Rael.” Peter’s face also broke into a smile, though it was a money-grubbing one.

Then, the back of his head was harshly slapped by Gamora beside him, nearly knocking him over.

So embarrassing.

Peter’s earlier impromptu action of distracting Ronan was indeed very clever in hindsight, but his current greedy, petty expression truly made Gamora unable to bear it.

Even if they were only temporary partners.

“Why did you hit me?” Peter was caught off guard and was still a bit dazed after steadying himself. But soon his eyes lit up, and he muttered to himself, “I understand, it was all thanks to Mike that Ronan was eliminated this time. So how to distribute the spoils of war depends on him…”

Then he shamelessly walked up to Mike and said, “Mike, what do you say? How about we go see the Xandar Leader? You know, we might get a lot of intergalactic currency, enough to not worry for the rest of our lives.”

“I have no objection.” Mike, who had already put away the Power Stone, nodded.

It wasn’t that he was greedy, but meeting the Xandar Leader and having her help promote his name would aid in collecting Power of Faith.

When Ronan the Accuser was killed earlier, many Xandar citizens in the distance witnessed it, and he had already collected a lot of Power of Faith.

But this was clearly not enough.

“Thank you for your understanding, the Leader is waiting for you at headquarters.” Senior Commander Roman spoke at the opportune moment, then arranged for the Defense Force fleet to escort Mike and his group towards the central area of Xandar.

As for himself, he stayed behind; although Ronan the Accuser was dead, the Kree army he brought had not been completely cleared out.

Regarding the invaders, Roman declared that not a single one could be let go.

Over there, Yondu, seeing his ‘son’ connect with the Xandar Nova Corps, smiled kindly, then quickly gathered his subordinates to prepare to flee.

After all, “space pirates” like them were equally unwelcome on Xandar.

As for Xandar, this planet is located in the Andromeda galaxy, and is also part of a chaotic region in the universe.

The brutal war with the Kree Empire has lasted for centuries.

And to maintain peace during the war, Xandar did not rely on the strength of any single individual, but rather on its own highly developed technological civilization and the collective strength of thousands of Nova Corps members.

At the same time, this highly developed technological civilization also benefited the Xandar populace.

As the spacecraft flew overhead, looking down, one could see vast stretches of magnificent architecture that blended Xandarian technology with classical styles.

There were tall walls emitting soft light, and domes made of neon and steel.

The layout was distinct, with roads crisscrossing in all directions, chaotic yet orderly.

To describe it in one sentence, it was prosperity with a touch of tranquility.

Soon, Mike’s gigantic spaceship docked in front of the most magnificent building in the central district.

On both sides of the entrance, solemn Nova Corps members were already waiting, and between them, a large red carpet led directly into the building.

“Do we really need such a grand display?” Peter, who had never been formally received like this, felt uneasy stepping onto the red carpet.

He felt that his current dusty appearance was unworthy of the place.

Gamora and the others beside him also showed some initial surprise, but quickly adapted.

After all, everyone here, including Peter, was a seasoned veteran who had experienced life-and-death hardships, and had seen a bit of the world.

They were just affected by the solemn atmosphere at first, but after adapting, it was nothing special.

Wanda and Nebula, who followed behind Mike, remained calm from beginning to end.

Having a backbone truly makes a difference.

Upon reaching the building entrance, Destroyer and rocket had their laser weapons confiscated, and only then were the group led by the guards into the grand hall.

Compared to Xandar’s high-tech exterior, the spacious grand hall was surprisingly simple and unadorned, without much luxurious decoration.

At the very top of the hall, Leader Rael, dressed in a white and gold uniform with shining epaulets, curiously watched Mike and his group arrive.

Sitting sideways, her silver hair was meticulously combed, and she exuded a gentle yet dignified aura.

Peter, who had been planning to ask for money, became quite reserved upon meeting Rael, the actual authority.

He stole several glances at the female leader on the throne but ultimately couldn’t utter a single word.

“Peter, Gamora, Drax, rocket, and Groot, in recognition of your contributions to Xandar, I hereby pardon you for your past crimes.” Leader Rael spoke calmly, clearly having reviewed their files before Peter and the others arrived, then continued with a hint of a smile, “I heard from Roman’s report that you’re currently in great need of money. Afterward, a bank card with 100 million intergalactic currency will be given to you. Are you satisfied with this?”

“Satisfied, very satisfied!” Peter, about to become a rich man, couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Embarrassing…” Gamora muttered dismissively, then, along with Drax and the others, bowed slightly and thanked, “Thank you for your generosity, we are very satisfied with this.”

Even Groot hunched over awkwardly.

100 million intergalactic currency, even if divided among Peter’s group, would be enough for them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

And they would live very prosperously.

Rael nodded slightly at this, then looked at Mike and the two women, asking, “Stephen adventurers, what reward do you desire?”

In Xandar’s database, there might be some information about Nebula, but Mike and Wanda were completely blank.

Before understanding what Mike and the two women sought, Leader Rael dared not say too much.

After all, Mike was someone who could kill Ronan with a single blow; such a powerful individual should not be antagonized if possible.

“Our request is very simple; we hope that the Leader can spread the story of us defeating Ronan throughout Xandar.” Mike stated his demand.

“That’s it?” Now it was Rael’s turn to be surprised.

Having met all sorts of people, she had truly never encountered someone as selfless as Mike.

Just spreading a story, wasn’t that asking for nothing?

“Yes.” Mike nodded.

As long as he had enough Power of Faith and strength, he lacked nothing.

As for Wanda and Nebula beside him, they appeared to defer to Mike, raising no objections.

“Very well, I agree to your request. The glorious deeds of you defeating Ronan the Accuser will be spread to every corner of Xandar.” It was understandable for a powerful individual to have their quirks; although Leader Rael didn’t know Mike’s specific intentions, she still agreed to his request.

Seeing the satisfied look on Mike’s face, Rael continued, “You killing Ronan the Accuser has already bestowed a favor upon us. As a friend, I declare on behalf of Xandar that you will always be welcome here.”

“Furthermore, should you encounter any trouble, you can always come to me.”

…With Leader Rael’s intention to befriend Mike, a powerful individual, this meeting proceeded very smoothly and pleasantly.

Peter and the others got the wealth they desired, and Mike would gain a massive amount of Power of Faith.

As for Rael, she received Mike’s “recognition.”

Afterward, accompanied by Rael, and after enjoying a lavish Xandarian specialty meal, Mike and his group departed from Xandar Headquarters.

“We’re planning to form our own team, called the ‘Guardians of the Galaxy,’ specifically to help the weak and serve planets in need. Are you interested in joining?” Peter immediately asked Mike after leaving the Xandar Headquarters.

The inspiration to form the Guardians of the Galaxy came from the generous reward they received from Xandar this time.

Peter and the others were not ones to sit idle; they simply couldn’t just sit back and wait to die.

So, they put their heads together and decided they could use the 100 million reward to buy a well-equipped, powerful spaceship, and then continue to replicate this act of “justice.”

Not only would they have thrilling adventures, but their future lives would also be secured.

“Sorry, we have other matters. Perhaps next time if there’s an opportunity—” Mike, seeing Peter’s intention to cling to him, waved goodbye to the other party.

As for forming the Guardians of the Galaxy to maintain cosmic peace, he had absolutely no interest.

“What a pity, our team clearly has a bright future, why doesn’t he see it?” Peter grumbled unhappily as he watched Mike’s three-person spaceship fly away.

He regretted not being able to cling to them.

“Get a grip, will you? This might not be a bad thing. If that guy really stayed, could you guarantee that you wouldn’t become his subordinate?” Gamora retorted to Peter.

Forming the Guardians of the Galaxy was the result of a joint discussion among the five of them; their strengths were comparable, and their personalities complemented each other to some extent.

Becoming a team would at least ensure basic democracy.

If Mike joined, with his power, whose word would they follow if disagreements arose?

If they listened to Mike for everything, then why form the Guardians of the Galaxy? They could just join Mike’s command.

“I guess, you’re right.” Many of Peter’s actions made him seem foolish, but he wasn’t actually stupid and quickly understood the meaning of Gamora’s words.

“Alright, if he doesn’t join, he doesn’t join, the five of us are good too.” Once he figured it out, Peter became open-minded again, then suggested, “Since we’ve decided to form a team, shouldn’t we elect a leader? A snake cannot go without a head…”

“So, I’ve decided to take one for the team and be this snakehead.”

After much hesitation, Peter finally revealed his true colors.

He was determined to be the leader.

“Tch, boring—” Gamora turned and walked away.

rocket and the other two followed suit.

“Hey, don’t go, let’s talk it over. Do you agree or not, at least give me an answer…”

Peter, still waiting for votes, quickly chased after them.

And it must be said, with his adaptable and approachable personality, the position of leader of the Guardians of the Galaxy truly suited only him… Meanwhile, Mike, aboard a spaceship with wormhole technology, arrived at Sakaar in no time after several space-node jumps.

This was more than a week faster than expected.

This also fortunately allowed him to catch Thor’s gladiatorial match…