American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 294 Run!

As a modified raccoon, Rocket Raccoon possesses extremely powerful sensory abilities; his vision, smell, touch, and hearing far surpass those of ordinary humans. His small body also contains astonishing strength, allowing him to defeat creatures much larger than himself.

It can also carry and use artillery weapons suitable for medium-sized humanoid creatures.

Of course, he didn't waste this talent; Rocket Raccoon is a true sharpshooter and a versatile spaceship pilot. But Rocket Raccoon's greatest talent lies in his terrifying expertise in explosives. This skill has allowed the Guardians of the Galaxy to escape danger unscathed on numerous occasions. And today, this skill might even allow the Guardians of the Galaxy to take Thor away from an extremely powerful sorcerer.

Star-Lord grinned, then winked at Rocket Raccoon, who immediately pulled something from his pocket—it was hard to describe what it was; it looked like a bunch of parts screwed together, utterly lacking in engineering aesthetics.

Thor burst into laughter: "Ha ha, we don't need to defeat you. We just need to buy enough time!"

Rocket Raccoon immediately threw out the assembled parts in his hand, and then Star-Lord mentally summoned his Dawn, a ship with its own intelligence that could communicate with Star-Lord. The ship flew over immediately and quickly picked up the other members of the Guardians of the Galaxy, leaving only Rune to face "Big Bomb".

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"Damn Star-Lord!" Rocket Raccoon pounced on Star-Lord's shoulder, frantically tearing at his hair. "You made me throw out all the last of the rare parts!"

"Hey!" Star-Lord started trying to grab Rocket Raccoon, whose claws were tearing at his hair, causing him excruciating pain. "Do you want to be taken back to Asgard by that magical madman?"

Then, Star-Lord asked Angela and Thor, "Hey, do Asgardians eat raccoons?"

"I don't know. Don't ask me. I'm not an Asgardian."

Thor looked at Angela with some sadness, then said frankly to Star-Lord, "Ordinary raccoons aren't worth Asgardians hunting for, but if it's a magical creature that resembles a raccoon, the Asgardians might indeed hunt and eat it."

Rocket Raccoon blinked his bright eyes, then immediately jumped off Star-Lord's shoulder and moved as far away from Thor as possible, muttering, "I knew it! That damn hammer-wielding guy was up to no good!"

Thor's eyes widened. "Hey, that's racism. If it were a raccoon like you, we'd just see you as a soldier. The way you threw the bomb at the end was just too heroic—"

"That's not a bomb!" Rocket Raccoon breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Thor's explanation. That's right, if Thor really ate him, he would have eaten him long ago. Why would he have waited until now?

Thor's face wore an innocent look of utter stupidity: "What do you mean?"

"So, you mean I just used a bunch of haphazardly cobbled-together parts to fool that thing you were talking about, what was it called again, Ruen?"

"It's runes—" Thor said helplessly, but he quickly burst into laughter: "Haha, you've got the runes! This is really interesting."

"But—" Mantis asked timidly from the side, "What about Gamora?"

Gamora was tightly bound by the red ribbon and couldn't move at all; she also looked very weak.

"I can help."

The Mantis Woman looked at the speaker with delight: "That's wonderful! Thank you—you?"

Rune nodded to the Mantis as a greeting.