Chapter 4030

Star-Lord's state now is a bit excessive to describe with the word "small person getting his way," but that is indeed the case. From the beginning, Peter Quill was not a combat-type hero; almost everyone else in the team could fight better than him. It can't be said that he was a stable last place, but he basically hovered in the last one or two places. If he had to be said to be second to last, it was because he had the advantage of being larger than a raccoon; if Rocket Raccoon were as tall as him, he would be the stable tail-ender.

The lack of force actually brought a lot of trouble to Star-Lord; most of the time he could only rely on clowning around to deal with enemies, and there was no chance for frontal combat at all. Let alone the Elders of the Universe, he might not even be able to beat the small soldiers of the two most common mechanical empires in the universe. The countless battles he had fought while roaming the stars only trained him in the skill of running away.

Star-Lord never thought that he could have such a strong day—that was the Grandmaster, an Elder of the Universe! And the Grandmaster is not weak among the Elders of the Universe, yet he was sent flying by his own blow!

He immediately realized that this might be one of the few highlight moments in his life. If you don't fight now, when will you?

Of course, a normal person should think about why they are fighting and what the consequences will be, but these people from the Guardians of the Galaxy are not normal people, and Star-Lord is especially abnormal. So he quickly threw these common-sense questions to the back of his mind and rushed up howling.

The others in the Guardians of the Galaxy didn't know why he took action, but since they were already fighting, they naturally couldn't stand by and watch, so they immediately picked up their weapons and fought with the bodyguards.

The Grandmaster was shaken by his sneak attack and leaned against the wall coughing twice, unable to climb up for a while. But Constantine was not to be trifled with either. He took a deep breath, took out a tattered rag from the box, wrapped it around his hand, blocked in front of the Grandmaster, and then punched Star-Lord on the cheekbone.

Star-Lord seemed not to have expected to be hit like this at all. Originally he should have dodged, but relying on the fact that he now had a shield, he met it without dodging or avoiding, and the result was being knocked down by Constantine's punch.

The moment Rocket Raccoon fired, Constantine's eyes lit up with blood-red light, his hair danced, and a shield condensed from blood-colored liquid blocked the bullets, causing the bullets to change direction and shoot toward the Guardians of the Galaxy.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The members of the Guardians of the Galaxy hurriedly found cover to avoid the bullets. Taking advantage of this time, Constantine looked back at the Grandmaster and found that he was really badly hurt, so he had to walk up and whisper, "You go upstairs and hide first, leave this to me."

The Grandmaster took a deep breath and knew it wasn't the time to show off. He waved his big hand and shouted, "Catch these bastards from the Guardians of the Galaxy, and I will reward you heavily!!!"

The gamblers who were originally paralyzed on the ground immediately did a carp jump, staring at the Guardians of the Galaxy with glowing eyes, as if looking at a piece of fat meat. Taking advantage of the chaos, the Grandmaster ran from the corner of the wall to the elevator, panting while holding his chest for a long time, and took the elevator upstairs.

The gamblers immediately surrounded the members of the Guardians of the Galaxy. Star-Lord waved his hand again, but there was no reaction at all. He kept changing his posture, seemingly wanting to restore the powerful power he had before, but no matter how he posed, he couldn't exert the same power as before at all.

Star-Lord gasped. Just at this moment, Rocket Raccoon threw down a smoke bomb, and the few of them saw the gap in the gamblers' encirclement and ran out in a slip.

But these gamblers who had lost their eyes couldn't give up the bounty they had in hand. They howled and chased after them. The members of the Guardians of the Galaxy ran for their lives, turned around a few times, finally shook them off, found a small room and drilled in, and the group leaned against the wall panting.

"What the hell are you doing?" Gamora couldn't help but scold, "Why did you hit the Grandmaster? Didn't we agree to bet with him?"

"Didn't you see the person next to him?!" Star-Lord also said with justification, "That Constantine has known him for a long time, and that guy is also after the stone. If the two of them hadn't talked it over, how could they appear together? If they chose to cooperate, they would definitely join forces to cheat us!"

Gamora then remembered that the person who blocked them at that time looked a bit familiar; it seemed to be the culprit who caused them to be caught and put in prison. Thinking about it this way, Star-Lord's choice might be correct. After all, even if they really bet with the Grandmaster, as long as they were delayed for a while, Constantine could take the opportunity to tip off Batman, and they might still be caught back.

Star-Lord let out a long sigh and said, "Forget it, it seems the stone in the Grandmaster's hand is hopeless, we have to find something else, let's go back to Centaurus first."

After driving away the Guardians of the Galaxy, Constantine hurried back upstairs and saw the Grandmaster coughing violently in front of the desk. He leaned one hand on the desktop, gritted his teeth and cursed, "Good for you, Star-Lord, you actually played a trick on me!"

The reason why he said he was played a trick on was that the Grandmaster knew too well what level Star-Lord was at. Let alone him, even his father Yondu, the intergalactic pirate leader who was always fierce and aggressive, was just a dish in the universe; facing those true powerhouses, he was nothing.

Although the Grandmaster is not the strongest batch, he is an immortal who has lived for so long, and fighting the two of them is still easy. So when facing Star-Lord, the Grandmaster had no defense at all; he never thought that this guy would dare to take action against him, and could actually hurt him.

The Grandmaster pressed his chest, which was constantly in severe pain, and bared his teeth, saying, "He doesn't have such ability himself, who the hell is it?!"

Constantine keenly grasped the complex emotion that flashed across Shiler's face. It seems the culprit is right in front of him.

Constantine walked up again, took out the Eye of Agamotto, and said, "If you don't mind, I can help you heal your wounds, although it may not be fully healed, it can make you feel better."

As soon as the Grandmaster looked up, he saw the thing in his hand, and then said with some surprise, "Time Stone? How could this be in your hand?!"

"What?" Constantine was also a bit surprised, looked down at the Eye of Agamotto in his hand and said, "This is the Time Stone?"

"Yes, shouldn't this thing be in the hands of the Sorcerer Supreme?" The Grandmaster frowned in confusion and said, "Where did you get it?"

Constantine naturally couldn't say he snatched it, so he remained silent. The Grandmaster didn't pursue the question either; he just continued to ask, "You want to use this thing to heal me? You can use the Infinity Stone?"

Constantine didn't speak, just brought the Time Stone close to the Grandmaster. Immediately, a white light radiated out, and the Grandmaster immediately felt much better.

"Oh, my God, this is not the power of the Time Stone, this should be the healing spell left by the Sorcerer Supreme inside." The Grandmaster took a deep breath and sat in the chair for a long time, then said, "You were able to get this one from the Sorcerer Supreme; it seems you are determined to get the Infinity Stones."

"Mr. Grandmaster, to tell you the truth, we are indeed after the stones. You have seen the situation now; if you don't hand over the stone, you will face endless harassment, and both sides will keep sending people to probe, which I think is of no benefit to you."

"It's not that simple to take away what's in my hand," the Grandmaster gritted his teeth and said, "If anyone dares to snatch it by force, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Now they sent someone like Star-Lord, but who knows when they will send Magneto or Scarlet Witch?"

The Grandmaster's lips trembled, but there was still some hesitation in his tone: "They shouldn't, right? Those mutants are not that idle, are they?"

Shiler shook his head and said, "As far as I know, they suffered extremely heavy losses in a recent battle, and such sunk costs gave them a reason to win the war. For the sake of victory, they can do anything."

The Grandmaster's hand gripping the armrest tightened. He pressed his lips tightly with his fingers, and after a long while, he said, "Alright, but they actually dared to send someone to ambush me; no matter what, I won't give the stone to them. Since you are here, you can have it."

After speaking, the Grandmaster clapped his hands, and a box immediately flew down from the ceiling. The Grandmaster placed it on the desktop and opened it, and a stone was lying inside.

"This is the Infinity Stone. Don't look at it as having no energy fluctuations, but as long as you have some understanding of magic or the origin of the universe, the moment you touch it, you will understand its power."

Constantine looked at Shiler, and Shiler nodded at him. Constantine reached out and picked up the Infinity Stone, and at that moment, he felt something.

"I don't know why the Infinity Stone suddenly failed, but as long as it is still part of the cosmic rules, it is an incredible treasure. You'd best use it cautiously."

Shiler nodded and said, "Rest assured, we will keep your help in mind. Moreover, this is just a temporary loan; when the war ends, we will definitely return it to its original owner."

The Grandmaster seemed to have no strength to be polite with him anymore, so he waved his hand to let the two leave. Constantine and Shiler walked out with the box.

"What the hell is going on?" Constantine frowned and looked at Shiler, asking, "How could the Time Stone appear in my hand?"

"You have to ask yourself; if it wasn't for the Sorcerer Supreme of this universe giving it to you voluntarily, what else could it be?"

Constantine's brows furrowed even tighter. He realized that everything he was experiencing now was not a coincidence, but something someone had done deliberately.

Although he was an outsider, he also knew how powerful the Sorcerer Supreme was. He originally thought that what he snatched from Strange was just a small healing prop, but he didn't expect this thing to have a great background, and it was even the Time Stone among the Infinity Stones.

If this treasure was so important, how could the Sorcerer Supreme take it out in front of someone whose identity was unclear, and be snatched away without any defense?

If the Sorcerer Supreme were so easy to deal with, his great reputation wouldn't be echoing between the universes, and those demon gods killed by him would all have to shout that they were wronged.

Even if Constantine plotted against Strange and snatched this thing, and this was a very important treasure, he would inevitably be hunted down afterward. Constantine had also vaguely heard of the Sanctum Sanctorum, and it could be said that the wanted order issued by this organization was much more effective than that of the Intergalactic Security Committee; with one wanted order, Constantine would be hunted to the ends of the earth.

But so far, everything was still normal, no one was hunting them down, and the process of getting the Space Stone was surprisingly smooth, almost as if helped by God.

You must know that Doctor Strange made such a big commotion and only snatched one stone, yet they got two so easily; Constantine wouldn't think it was his own luck.

He couldn't help but look toward the shadows in the corner of the corridor; that devil, who had the exact same face as Agent Rodriguez next to him, was smiling at him.