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Southern Andromeda Galaxy.

A fleet is parked in space.

"Sir, they have left." A blue-skinned Kree man lowered his head slightly and said to Ronan who was holding a heavy hammer.

"How is the situation?" Ronan asked in a deep voice.

"The supreme intelligence has been destroyed, and the central continent of the mother star is now a vast ocean."

"Bang!"

Ronan punched a fist mark on the table.

Although he was mentally prepared, Ronan still found it difficult to accept such a heavy price.

The person who made the report was so frightened that his body shook.

"Publish the video of the whole process." Ronan said, trying to calm down his emotions.

"yes!"

…

After watching the video five or six times, Ronan was filled with anger.

"Are all the accusers fools? A bunch of idiots!

If nothing can be done, why continue to launch missiles?

They just stood there and didn't move!

It was they who killed their own compatriots with their own hands!"

Ronan couldn't hold back his anger and stood up.

His body was shaking with anger and fear.

It's too strong, I don't know how to deal with it!

Disappointing!

…

"Sir, we have arrived at our destination."

After a long time, someone came to report.

Ronan walked to the main control room and looked at the yellow planet outside.

"Are there Skrulls on this planet?" Ronan asked.

"Yes." someone answered.

"This planet is too annoying, blow it up!"

Ronan ordered, turned and left.

High-yield missiles flew toward the planet in front of the battleship.

"Boom——!!"

With a loud noise, fiery waves rushed out from the continent of the yellow planet. With the earth-shattering noise, the billowing smoke rose into the sky like an overwhelming sandstorm, accompanied by scarlet flames that bloomed coquettishly, like flowers.

An enchanting and gorgeous flower from the other side, competing for beauty.

Violent explosions were heard endlessly, and blocks of houses collapsed one after another. The broken reinforced concrete fell like a meteor shower, mercilessly hitting the people who were fleeing in a hurry. The bright red blood splashed everywhere, splashing on the broken glass.

On the curtain wall, it flows onto the fragmented road, like red roses in full bloom, enchanting and dazzling.

The city is crumbling.

The fire seemed to break through the sky.

The continents were torn apart and the entire planet began to crack.

From the center, the yellow planet began to disintegrate and fall apart.

A planet has come to an end. From now on, we may only be able to understand a few words about it from stray meteorites.

"Return! I want to go back and rebuild the empire!"

Ronan's order sounded in every soldier's headset.

…

Back on Hala, Ronan held a meeting with his accusers holding a heavy hammer.

The course of the meeting is unknown, but on the second day, Ronan walked ahead of the accusers.

The accusers opened a general meeting of the empire, and the accusers headed by Ronan appeared in front of all Kree people in the form of projections.

Not just Hala, but the territory of all Kree people.

"Compatriots, three days ago, a tragic disaster befell Hala!

In this disaster, we lost 987,654,321 compatriots!

Now, please lower the flag to half-mast, sing the imperial national anthem silently, and bid farewell to our fallen compatriots!"

Flags on thousands of Kree planets flew at half-mast, and hundreds of billions of Kree silently sang their national anthem.

"Three days ago, Hala Star was invaded by the enemy, and we were defeated!"

Ronan said in a deep voice,

"And the enemies are two people!"

After hearing Ronan's words, except for the Kree on Hala, all the Kree on other planets became excited.

They couldn't believe it!

Two people broke through the defense of the home planet?

Two people massacred nearly a billion compatriots?

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!"

The Kree outside Hala roared.

Ronan waited for more than ten seconds, then raised his arm slightly to signal for silence.

"You may continue to clamor for revenge, you may be abusing the inaction of our compatriots on the home planet, and you may think that it is our carelessness that allows the enemy to cause such huge harm!

but!"

The veins on Ronan's green skin were exposed, making his face even greener!

"It's not what you think!

There is nothing we can do against the enemy!

In fact, the enemy did not resist at all. They stood still and our weapons could not cause any harm to them!

Let me tell you, in fact, the enemy’s skin has not even been broken!”

Ronan pointed sharply.

"I haven't even lost a single hair on my head!"

silence!

The noisy Cree people seemed to have their throats strangled. They opened their mouths, but no sound came out.

"This is impossible!"

After the silence, there is an explosion! A stronger explosion!

The Kree people are arrogant and proud, and cannot believe what Ronan says.

On some remote planets, some violent Kree began to beat and kill slaves and people of other races.

"That's the truth!"

Ronan continued to speak.

"The truth is, we Kree are not strong enough!

The fact is that the central continent of Hala Star has disappeared!

The truth is, our supreme wisdom has been destroyed!"

Ronan paused for a few seconds.

"Compatriots, we are falling behind!

We are not as strong as we think we are!

After defeating the Skrulls, we became complacent and stuck in our ways!

We thought that there was no opponent in this starry sky!

So, we began to enjoy it, and some of us began to want peace.

We thought the empire was at its peak.

The bustling capital makes us intoxicated and makes us soft-hearted!

And now, we have lost the capital that made us weak!

I will not agree to build a new capital!

Tell me, why are we Crees born?"

Ronan stared at the screen and asked.

"war!"

"war!"

"Yes, it is war! We are born for war!

It's not enough yet!

We need a larger territory and more resources so that we can create stronger weapons!

If the star-destroying star cannot deal with our enemies, then we will destroy the star-level and galaxy-level!

Until one day I hope to see the heads of our enemies hanging from the towers of our new capital!

That is an iron tower built to commemorate the compatriots who died this time!

When to kill the enemy, when to build the capital again!

Cree people, never fall!

Long live the Crees!"

Ronan raised his arms and shouted.

"Kree, never fall!"

"Long live the Crees!"

"Kree, never fall!"

"Long live the Crees!"

"Fighters, pick up your weapons and contribute to the great cause of revenge for the empire!"

…

From this day on, in the year 1995 in the Earth calendar, the Kree Empire enters the post-supreme wisdom era!

Now the Kree are in charge of the Accusers headed by Ronan, and they have started a new round of cosmic war!

And the initiator of all this was in a daze on a spaceship.