Chapter 153: New Hammer?

Chapter 153: New Hammer?

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As soon as Ronan gave the order, the small stadium of Kree soldiers opened fire. Thousands of laser bolts fired in Peters groups direction all at once.

Sadly for them, each of their targets swiftly dodged out of the way.

Tony activated his hand and feet thrusters and shot off into the air. Thankfully the ceiling was extremely tall in this portion of the ship.

As he ascended into the air, small hidden compartments on the Iron Man armor started opening up. Countless weapons appeared on Tony's body as his helmets HUD starts to lock on to a large portion of the Kree soldiers.

"Lock on engaged." Jarvis' voice echoes from his suit.

As the last Kree soldier was confirmed with a green square around them, Tony said a quick prayer in his head to whichever alien god they may follow.

"Fire!" Tony commands.

Instantly, countless bullets, rockets, and even a good amount of lasers were let loose at around 1/6th of the crowd.

Bullets pierced heads with expert accuracy. Bombs were strategically fired at areas that would reap the most lives. Lasers sliced through whole rows of blue men and woman, cutting them in half in a single moment.

Every target that the HUD locked onto was killed without a problem.

"Damn..." Peter muttered as he dodged the lasers and rushed toward Ronan, who was waiting with his hammer in hand. "Tony really upgraded his firepower, huh?"

Ronan, who watch all of this play out, was both shocked and enraged. The whole point of this little trap was to cut down the unnecessary losses that were taking place earlier.

Noticing the red and blue spider-themed man that was rushing challengingly towards him, Ronan turned his hatred and anger toward Peter.

"Once I'm finished with you intruders, I will cleanse your world with the might of Kree justice AND BURN IT TO ITS CORE!" Ronan bellowed as he gripped his hammer with two hands, preparing for a fight.

"Why are you yelling? You mad?" Peter comments as he kicks off the ground and launches at Ronan feet first.

Seeing this attack coming, as a hardened war veteran should, Ronan pointed his hammer at Peter and twisted it slightly.

Instantly, Peter could feel some sort of minor kinetic force collide with his leg, trying to snap his ankle before he could land his kick.

'Hm, what's that?' Peter thought as he eyed the Long-handled hammer in Ronan's hand.

Ronan is the wielder of a powerful hammer known as the Cosmi-Rod, which is a large staff-like war hammer. In addition to using it as a melee weapon, he can also fire some sort of force from it to attack his enemies.

Sadly for him, Peter's body is far too enhanced to be affected by some minor kinetic energy attack. All Ronan's attack did was push Peter's foot to the side a bit, though it was enough to throw his kick off course.

"Cool hammer." Peter comments as he flies past Ronan, missing his attack.

*Snap crack!*

The force seemed to connect with the ranting Ronan's neck, twisting it at an odd angle with a sickening sound.

Before he could finish his long-winded rant, Ronan toppled over onto the cold hard metal arena floor.

Dead.

"Well, I gave him a chance..." Peter muttered as he walks over to check for any vital signs.

Although Peter was able to pretty much bat away the kinetic attack earlier, the same couldn't be said for Ronan. Comparatively, Ronan's enhanced body was far weaker than someone like Spider-Man.

The whole arena stilled and the fighting paused as every Kree soldier looked over to see Peter check the pulse of their downed leader.

"He's dead." Peter confirmed loud enough for all to hear. "The rest of you can either follow in his footsteps or surrender and be spared. Choose wisely."

The whole Arena descended into silence as the Avengers gave the Kree soldiers a moment to decide whether they wanted to live or die.

If they chose wisely, as Peter said, the surviving Kree would be imprisoned. At least until Peter could figure out what to do with them.

Of course, the only other option was death.

Soon, the first soldier dropped his rifle and held his hands up.

This triggered a widespread chain reaction as one by one more Kree began to surrender.

"Traitors!" One Kree yelled as he turned his gun on his own comrades and fired.

Seeing this, other radical Kree started joining in as a sort of civil war broke out between those that wanted to surrender and those that would rather die.

"Jarvis, lock on..." Tony Commander as his HUD highlighted all of the people that refused to surrender. "Fire."

With one last volley, Tony swiftly dropped the more radical half of their impromptu civil.

The surviving Kree looked at the dead bodies of their former comrades in both shame and relief.

Shame that they gave up in order to preserve their lives, and relief that they weren't the ones dead on the floor.

"Team 1, this is team 2." Charles' voice suddenly sounds through Peter's earpiece. "We've taken control of our first ship and captured about a quarter of the aliens onboard."

"We've done the same." Erik speaks next, without any form of radio etiquette. "Though I'm afraid we've taken no prisoners on our end."

"That's fine." Peter holds his hand to his ear and says with a shrug. "Here."

Waving his hand, Peter opens portals for the two teams to move on to the next ships on the list.

"3 ships down, 17 more to go."

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