Kyle whispered with a little surprise, looking at the tree man Groot who was protecting Gomora and Rocket and had become riddled with holes.
Groot slowly raised his dry arms, revealing Gomora and the other in his arms. Rocket held a gun in his hand, swallowed madly, and looked at Kyle, who was more than ten meters away, with fear and alertness. "Oh my God, what was that just now? This is the first time I see Groot get injured so badly!"
"Groot, Groot..." Groot muttered words that sounded similar to his own name, comforting Rocket and saying that he was fine. The many fatal wounds on his body compared to other creatures were taking root and healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"That was a close call, it was really a close call!" Gemora was still in shock. He patted his chest which was heaving violently, and said solemnly to the rocket beside him: "Be careful, that prison guard is different from other ordinary prison guards. He is very strong, so strong that it's outrageous!"
"I know it without you telling me. Groot, let's do it together!"
Rocket said quickly, raised his gun with both hands, and fired fiercely at Kyle.
Kyle didn't make any movement. He was dressed as a prison guard in disguise. The light and shadow changed blurrily. Black liquid gushed out and expanded, covering his entire body to form a slim dark battle suit.
'Ding-dong!'
The alloy bullets that hit Kyle all bounced back, and the bullets fell to the ground with a series of crisp sounds.
Kyle took a step forward, but his limbs were restrained by the oncoming vines.
It is the masterpiece of Groot, the tree man. Its hands are forked into four tough vines. Combined with its superhuman strength, its binding ability is far stronger than that of high-tech iron chains.
Rocket saw that firearms and firearms had no effect on Kyle, and he was shocked. After Kyle's limbs were bound by vines, he said with a sigh, "Give up. No creature can break free from being bound by Groot."
"Is it?"
Kyle smiled indifferently. He did not use the power of the God of Fire or the fusion energy. He simply extracted the strength of his body muscles. He raised his feet that were tightly bound by the vines with difficulty. As the vines made a tiny tightening sound, he took a step forward peacefully.
The first step has been taken.
Soon, the second step, the third step... Kyle ignored the restraint of the vines and walked towards Gemora more naturally.
"Don't be lazy, put in some effort, Groot!" Rocket was sweating profusely and patted his old friend's head. It was not until Gomora pointed to the ground that Rocket was horrified to find that Groot's feet were deeply embedded in the floor. The dense tree roots even cracked the steel!
Groot had obviously used all his strength, but he still couldn't stop the man in front of him.
"Damn it! Gomora, his target is you, run away!" Rocket looked at Kyle who was getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but say to Gomora urgently.
"What about you?" Gomora clenched her fists.
"Do you think I want to? We've only known each other for less than two days, and now I'm risking my life for you. But now, Groot can't escape, so I have to stay!" Rocket gritted his teeth and began to load his guns and ammunition.
"Then I'll stay too. If it weren't for you just now, I would have died long ago." Ge Mora took a deep breath and shook her dark red hair.
"This time we are really wiped out." Rocket smiled bitterly.
Seeing Kyle approaching to within five meters, Rocket and the others were preparing for a desperate battle, when a brown-skinned bald man with a naked upper body covered with tattoos rushed forward from behind Kyle, shouting, and held his arms firmly with his strong hands.
"Dex the Destroyer?" Rocket yelled in surprise.
Gamora was extremely surprised. A few days ago, the Destroyer wanted to kill her to avenge the lives of his wife and children because of his hatred for Ronan. Unexpectedly, she stood on their side now.
"Don't think too much. I'm not trying to help you. It's just that if you die, there will be fewer people who dare to go against Ronan!"
Dex growled and exerted all his strength, veins bulging on his forehead, as he pulled Kyle back with all his strength.
Groot the Treeman and Dex the Destroyer, both exerted their strength one after the other, finally causing Kyle's movements to stop.
"Are you almost all there?"
Kyle's face was calm. It seemed that almost all the future members of the Guardians of the Galaxy were present, with only Star-Lord missing.
In this case, should Gomora be wiped out, or will everything end here
Kyle was thinking about it when Dex, who was panting heavily on his back, suddenly challenged him, "How's it going? You're out of energy, kid?"
The hall suddenly fell silent.
Rocket and Gomora looked at each other with their eyes wide open, wanting to swear in their hearts, why did you provoke him!
They realized just now that Kyle's murderous intent was pure but not strong. It was like an idea that he wanted to do now but might give up in the next second.
And now…
"Then I'll show you my true power."
Kyle's mouth corners lifted, his dark pupils turned towards the broken gold, and a layer of faint golden flames burned on his body.
The moment the golden flame appeared, the temperature of the prison area soared sharply, and Groot and Dex let out extremely tragic howls one after another!
Chapter 395 Earth Fellow
At the bottom of Qian Prison, the prison area.
Dex, the destroyer who was classified as a fighting race because of his thick skin and great strength, completely let go of Kyle's arms and back, and fell to the ground, curled up and twitching, making a continuous gasp sound.
His strong bare chest was covered with charred marks, as if it had been roasted over fire for a while, and a faint smell of meat was emitted.
On the other side, the tree man Groot kept retreating, wailing "Groot" from his mouth. The vines transformed from his arms also let go of Kyle, and there were blazing golden flames on them.
Despite swinging the vines vigorously in the air or hitting the steel floor, the flames on the vines showed no signs of going out. Instead, they grew more vigorous and extended toward the body of the tree man.
"Groot! Cheer up, Groot!"
Rocket clung to Groot's shoulder and shook violently along with the tree. He looked anxiously at Gomora beside him, "Hurry up and find a way to save him!"
"I know it without you telling me!" Gomora took a deep breath and suddenly leaped forward from Groot's shoulder. He pulled out a brand new blade from his back and slashed it fiercely at the center of the burning vine.
'laugh!'
The four burning vines broke off and fell to the ground. They were soon covered by golden flames and quickly burned into a layer of black ash.
Groot retreated to the corner of the wall, with his remaining vine arms emitting smoke. He looked with great fear at Kyle who had returned to his original human form in front of him.
At this time, Kyle was wearing a dark Venom battle suit, with faint golden flames lingering all over his body. His silver hair turned into strands of flames and stood up, and his whole body was filled with a heart-pounding divine pressure.
During the three years of wandering in the universe, Venom naturally did not gain resistance to fire, but Kyle's control over the fire power became more subtle and delicate, and he could output the fire exerted by the power through his battle suit.
Of course, if his divine power is fully unleashed, Kyle will completely turn into a fire man, and even his blood will boil at high temperature, so the venom will still not be able to coexist and attach to his body.
However, fire itself can restrain tree people, and the Destroyer is more resistant to physical attacks. Both of them have no means of defense or resistance against the divine flames that are as high as thousands of degrees Celsius, so there is no need for them to fully activate their divine power.
"Gomora."
Kyle stared at Gomora, and with the divine flame, he approached her step by step.
Gomora's face turned pale, she bit her lips, and tightly gripped the blade in her hand. Under the scorching heat approaching, sweat continued to drip from her chin. She stared at Kyle without moving at all.
There was no need to run away. The huge disparity in strength made escape a luxury.