Chapter 118: Stand For Freedom

Chapter 118: Stand For Freedom

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"What about now?" Logan arrived, his clothes and hair painted in the blood of various colours. He had been going around many factions and killing the enslavers mercilessly.

*WOOSH* Hector pulled the chair with telekinesis and took a seat, "Hmm... I don't know, Logan, Yondu. The Kree Empire is vastly strong. I might have to form alliances. Maybe I can go and talk with the Skrull Emperor. They are losing the fight with the Kree anyway. Or maybe go to Asgard. I feel they won't deny me a welcome, but whether they will support me in war is doubtful. However, I know one Asgardian bloke who would join me just because it's a fight.

"Other than this, I can't think of anything else. We need numbers, soldiers, pilots. I can gather around a grand armada of warships, but how will I staff them? Even if Ravagers agreed to join, that would not be enough,"

Hector tried to think of all factions in space. The Nova Empire won't join him as they were in the middle of peace talks with the Kree. However, there were a handful of powerful beings he could count on Earth. Jean had the power of Phoenix Force and could destroy the entire Kree Empire, but doing that would most likely take a toll on her and turn her into Dark Phoenix. Not to mention, The Kree Empire most probably has its own super soldiers, mutants-like beings and sorcerers.

~I will need to drag this war with the Kree until the Avengers are formed. By then, Thor will be able to gather more Asgardians, and I will be stronger.~ he thought silently.

There was silence among them as they all brainstormed to develop a plan.

"W-WE WILL!... We will become your soldiers!"

Out of nowhere, a Moranian came forward. He was a man who didn't look as impoverished. "I saw you... as you crushed that animal's head. You shouted that you've bought us freedom. But, it's not completely here. The Kree betrayed us; they tried to enslave us; as long as either of the sides lives, we will fight."

"Yes, how can we look ourselves in the eye and face those who died in the afterlife if we don't fight?" Then, a female Moranian spoke. She was a breeding ex-slave, holding two babies in her arms.

Kul returned too, "This is what all Moranians think, Mister President. I, all of us, saw how you stood for us, even denied your own syndicate. You are not like others... we don't know who you are, which world you are from or why you are doing this, but I." He kneeled down on one knee and saluted with his right fist on the middle of his stomach. "I will forever be indebted to you. You promised me vengeance, and you gave it to me. Now I follow you, Mister President."

The Moranians who were there, a few thousand, kneeled one by one. Hector frantically rushed to a little toddler who was going to kneel and helped him back up. He picked him in his arm and looked around at the eyes that stared at him with hope and reverence like he was a beacon of guiding light to them.

He bellowed, "DO NOT KNEEL! NEVER KNEEL! I am not your king, nor your subjugator. Kneeling is giving yourself up, your free will up, and I despise it. So stand up and hear me, please."

Kul got up, seeing the seriousness in Hector's eyes. Following him, the rest did the same. So Hector continued, "I am just a simple man, a nobody in this vast cosmos. Just a tiny human from a planet far away. I came to this planet as a part of the job but decided to take it as a personal matter.

"Why? That is because, to me, Freedom and Justice are more important than money and power. But the Kree represents the exact opposite of what I believe in. They believe in destruction, enslavement and exploitation. Therefore, they are as much my enemies as yours.

"Hence, you are not alone in this fight. SoTake a vow with me today that you shall never bend the knee, that you shall never compromise with your freedom, that you shall never ignore injustice in front of your eyes. Vow that you will fight for your liberation.

"This fight won't be easy, they are vastly superior to us, but we can make a difference together. Moran will become a legend for eons to come. So raise your fists and shout with me.

"FREEDOM TO ALL!

"JUSTICE TO ALL!

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Xandar, Luxury Market District,

The people in the Market District didn't really care about what new shops closed and opened since they all sold the same things, except the specialised cuisine shops.

But today, a new shop opened. East Xandar Trading Company was a weird name to have, but sad for them, if they were not colonised by the British, they couldn't understand the joke.

Today, the shop opened silently without much promotion. This was strange as the market in Xandar was highly competitive, and to get successful, one needs as many customers as possible.

Oluwatimileyin Olayemi was a green-skinned humanoid alien from a faraway planet in a galaxy far away. But he had been trading in Xandar for a while now. His work involved buying stuff and transporting it to various shops in his home galaxy. Today, he was once again scouting for something worthy of his interest.

Hence, he found himself standing in front of the new East Xandar Trading Company. From its looks, it seemed like a shop that sold food items, but the name didn't match, not to mention it was empty.

He entered and found just four staff members. This was rare as all shops in this luxury district were top-notch and had dozens of employees. Right beside the main door, there was a counter with a system, a long table and a man dressed in Shop's Uniform, a shirt with a white beast's image.

"Can I see the menu?" He asked.

The cashier replied, "Sir, this is not a restaurant. Our work model is slightly different. You take that basket with you, put whatever you want to buy in it, then bring it to me so I can pack it for you. Then you take the items home and eat them in comfort. Or, if you want a quick bite, we have our line of Instant Noodles, fried rice, rice cakes and sandwiches. You can eat them while sitting beside the long table near the window,"

Oluwatimileyin Olayemi was pretty shocked. To make the customer work to do the shopping was unethical here. But he relented as nothing in the shop he saw was recognisable: "Where is all this material from?"

"That is classified, sir."

"Fine, I will take a look." The guy picked up a basket and moved in. There were rows and rows of stacked food on counters. He started to look around and picked whatever he felt was interesting.

Unable to wait, he went to the side and opened a few things. One bottle of Coka Cola, a Sandwich, an Oreo, Creamy onion Lays and some caramel popcorn. He took one bite each and just sat there with closed eyes like a monk.

But internally, he screamed, ~WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?! THIS IS DAMN TASTY! WHERE IS THIS FROM?~

Then, all of a sudden, his eyes shot open, and he looked at the shop, ~There is so much more. This is like a secret mine. But I just dieted and lost a few kilos last month. FUCK IT! Here I go, getting fat again.~

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SERIOUSLY! YOU DON'T HURT ME WITH STONES ANYMORE?

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Special thanks to *DougErNuts* *Oluwatimileyin Olayemi* *BirdRant* *Franklin Walley* *Brennan Tubbs* *Qul* *phong thanh nguyen* *Dillon Tyler*