Chapter 4032

Shiler was lying behind a ring-shaped hill. When he opened his eyes, he saw the shadows of volcanoes in the distance, with smoke columns shooting straight into the sky. A huge planet hung above his head, and the shield module on his belt was making a sharp alarm sound.

He reached out and touched it; the metal sheet was scorching hot. This proved that the shield had just suffered a powerful impact, and now the energy was bottoming out. If he hadn't had two sets of life-support equipment, he might have suffocated to death by now.

First, he used force with his arms, then his waist to roll over. Shiler climbed up from the ground with some slow movements. That very unsuccessful forced landing had very successfully broken two of his ribs.

It was no surprise that the spaceship was destroyed. After all, Greed's purpose was to make the two sides fight. The news that he had two stones on his side absolutely couldn't be hidden. It was just unexpected that the other party came so quickly.

Shiler let out a long breath and found that his breathing wasn't too affected, so he knew that the shield must have performed a great service. The standard equipment of this Intergalactic Federal Bureau of Investigation was of very high quality, and Thanos was indeed doing a good job as director.

He checked his body and found that except for the broken ribs, everything else was fine. The equipment bag for emergency forced landing had fallen about a hundred meters away. Shiler walked over slowly and picked it back up.

Inside were a thermal dagger, some emergency food and water, and most importantly, a single-soldier thruster—used to push units without extra power to move in the universe, the maximum speed was quite good, and combined with the shield, short-distance movement was not a problem.

Shiler looked up at the huge planet above his head. If he remembered correctly, when the spaceship crashed, the forced landing site he set was the market planet of Centaurus; it was just that it might have been too late, so he didn't land on the surface of the main planet but came to a satellite. However, this might have saved his life.

After all, the satellite is small in volume, and the gravity range of the main planet is relatively large, so general spaceships cannot be set for forced landing on the satellite. Anyone with a little cosmic common sense would think that Shiler should have made a forced landing on the main planet, so it is estimated that the main force is going to the main planet to look for him now.

If he were found in the first place, he would be dead. And now that he had landed on the satellite, he had a glimmer of hope.

Shiler took out the communicator, but he didn't dare to contact Batman, because there was Jarvis on the other side. Sending any electrical signal now might be reporting his location to the other party.

The Infinity Stones are too important, and Marvel has just suffered huge losses. Even for the sake of morale, they cannot lose another city, so this battle must be very large. If he encountered the main force, Shiler didn't have full confidence to escape.

Taking the equipment, Shiler looked left and right. There were some charred traces on the ground, which should have been left when the spaceship crashed. If he landed on the satellite, Constantine shouldn't be far away—and there was another stone in Constantine's hand.

Shiler walked along the traces all the way forward, and before long, he found the crashed spaceship and the unconscious Constantine on the other side of the ring mountain.

The spaceship was completely broken, with a small half stuck into the ground, and it was billowing black smoke; the things inside were definitely all finished. Constantine was ejected to a position more than ten meters away by the forced landing device, and because his physical fitness was worse, he hadn't woken up yet.

Shiler walked over and woke him up. Constantine woke up with a start. Shiler was too lazy to explain the situation to him, just took the Eye of Agamotto from his hand.

"Hey, wait," Constantine shouted, "You can't use this thing. Give it to me."

Shiler looked at it while holding it, but didn't feel anything special. He also knew that he wasn't the material for a mage, so he stuffed it back to Constantine.

The moment Constantine grasped the Eye of Agamotto, a rich white light lit up, and the wounds on both of them were restored.

Constantine climbed up with some difficulty, then coughed violently, followed by vomiting. After tossing for a long time, he sat back on the ground like a wandering soul, and then said: "Coming for the Infinity Stone?"

"You could say that. Where is your equipment?"

Constantine walked to the back of the spaceship and brought the box over; that box wasn't that simple, he was thrown into a mess, but this thing was intact, not even a bit of paint fell off.

"What should we do? Sit here and wait for reinforcements?"

Shiler shook his head and said: "The other party won't give up easily this time. There are too few places to hide on the satellite, and we will be caught by the other party before reinforcements arrive, so we still have to go to the main planet."

"Which planet is this?" Constantine asked.

"The market star of Centaurus, I don't know the scientific name, in short, it is the second largest black market in the universe. And after the largest black market near the great portal of the Shi'ar Empire was closed, it should be the largest."

Constantine took out a cigarette from the box again, wanting to light it, but obviously, the life-support system didn't provide him with the oxygen needed to maintain the burning of the cigarette. He tried several times but didn't succeed, and kicked the soil under his feet fiercely.

Shiler saw his hands trembling slightly—this was a typical nicotine withdrawal symptom. He took a nicotine patch out of his pocket and handed it over.

Constantine's eyes lit up, took it and stuck it on, then said: "You don't look like someone who would smoke."

"Why do you say that?" The two chatted while walking toward the main planet.

"I know you have cigarettes, you might also often have a cigarette in your mouth, or give cigarettes to others, but you definitely don't have a smoking addiction, and you might not have even smoked one. You can't fool me."

Constantine took a few deep breaths, and as the nicotine patch took effect, he became a bit clearer, then said: "Real smokers can tell. But I have a question, why pretend to know how to smoke?"

"Law enforcement work is stressful, and most people smoke. If I don't, it will seem a bit out of place. Sometimes I don't let people smoke on missions, so I will carry nicotine patches with me to prevent someone from losing their life because of a smoking addiction."

"You're a pretty good boss." Constantine smiled and said, "So, you don't feel the work pressure is high?"

"Do you think we are under high pressure now?"

"Cough, cough..." Although he didn't smoke, Constantine still took a deep breath like an old smoker, coughed violently, then retched, and then cleared his throat and said, "I was already not far from death, every extra day I live is a profit. What about you?"

"It's best if you think that way." Shiler didn't answer his question directly, but said, "Because our probability of death might be very high next, don't complain when the time comes."

Constantine shrugged his shoulders and laughed in a low voice.

The two used the thruster to fly toward the main planet. This distance is very far, fortunately, the thruster speed is quite good, and it will arrive in ten or twenty hours.

People can rest at this time, and the two of them take turns resting. Shiler took a nap first, and then it was Constantine's turn. Perhaps because his physical condition was not good, Constantine slept exceptionally soundly, so Shiler didn't call him.

However, during the flight, Shiler had already discovered that the spaceship of the Intergalactic Security Committee had blocked this planet, and someone had already gone to the satellite they stayed on before to look for them.

Thanos is a person of the central universe after all, and is a member of this universe. The Avengers came to the door and asked him to help investigate, and he couldn't firmly refuse, so he sent people to block this place.

But it was at most blocking the airspace, not allowing spaceships and aircraft to take off and land. If it were ground search, I'm afraid it would be very difficult, because this level of black market cannot exist without a protective umbrella, and the interests involved are too complicated; Thanos wouldn't take the blame.

Shiler felt that as long as the people coming to search were not from the Intergalactic Security Committee, his probability of survival would be much greater. After all, mutants shouldn't come here to muddy the water; if it were just the Avengers, they are not professionals after all, so there is hope to persist until reinforcements arrive.

When the spaceship of the Intergalactic Security Committee blocked the outer layer of the planet, they had already flown into the atmosphere. And because the volume of the two individuals was too small, they might not even be displayed on the planet-level radar, so no one came to stop them.

After ten or twenty hours of long-distance flight, the two successfully landed, and after Shiler's adjustment, they landed next to the largest gathering venue.

This is not an open-air market, but a huge city, originally built by intergalactic refugees, and later transformed into a black market. Shiler came here for one purpose: to find Constantine.

Not the Constantine following him now, but the Constantine of the main universe. This guy was arranged here by the Batman of the main universe to fish, although the fish had already been caught, it was estimated that he hadn't left yet. With him here, the probability of survival would be much higher.

He and Constantine sneaked into the city all the way. Although someone checked their identities, after finding that they were humans, they didn't dare not let them pass. Just like that, they successfully came to the prosperous area with dense crowds.

The buildings here have unique shapes, as if all the buildings from different periods of thousands of years were squeezed into one street, and it also seems that the rich and poor classes were compressed into one place. Next to the towering temple were low shacks, and behind the high-tech buildings were stone buildings similar to pyramids.

The creatures walking here are even more strange, some look like humans, some don't, and some look like all kinds of animals and plants on Earth that have become spirits. Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, rubbing shoulders, bustling.

Arriving here, Constantine finally smoked a cigarette as he wished, and Shiler also had a cigarette in his mouth. Shiler looked left and right, then stopped in front of a hotel door—the reason he knew it was a hotel was because it was written in English, and it looked like it had hosted humans.

He knocked on the hotel door. A blue-skinned person opened the door, and seeing that two humans had come, his face was full of wrinkles: "Welcome, both of you. Eating or staying?"

Although a bit awkward, what he said was actually English. Constantine raised his eyebrows in surprise, Shiler didn't care too much—after all, Earth had beaten the three great empires, so if you are strong, naturally someone will learn your language.

Shiler took out two gold bars and also said in relatively concise English: "We need a place to stay. Don't tell anyone that humans have been here."

"This..."

Shiler took out another gold bar and said: "By the way, get some food that humans can eat."

The other party immediately happily put the three gold bars into the cabinet and said: "No problem. Second floor, turn left, second and third rooms. I'll go get you food now."

"Don't rush." Shiler took out another gold bar and said: "I want to find a mage named Constantine. You can find him in two places—bars or brothels. Any problem?"

"Constantine? You mean Constantine?" The hotel owner repeated this pronunciation and said: "He is not in the bar or brothel. He is in the Central Tower. He is the lover of the Central Tower boss."

"What kind of person is the Central Tower boss?"

"He is not a person. In human terms, he is an octopus."

Constantine, who was drinking water on the side, sprayed out a mouthful of water.

?? 14 million words, finally started snatching the Infinity Stones; if the movie screenwriters could talk as much as I can, they wouldn't have finished filming in four or five parts.