The street park in Queens, New York, was completely ruined.
Ronan was tied up with webs like a big blue zongzi, and a red and black lunatic was hacking at him with two broken knives, making a clanging sound.
"I'll hack you to death! I'll hack you to death! I'll teach you to be blue!"
"I'll teach you to be more talkative than me!"
Deadpool hacked while providing sound effects with his mouth.
Ronan's lungs were about to burst from anger.
He, the Supreme Accuser of the Kree Empire, had never suffered such indignity!
"Ah ah ah ah—!!"
Ronan let out a beast-like roar, and his muscles suddenly bulged.
"Snap! Snap! Snap!"
Those incredibly tough webs were directly snapped one by one under his terrifying strength!
White web fragments flew everywhere.
"Holy crap, the quality isn't good, Little Spider!"
Deadpool shrieked and jumped back a step.
Ronan, who had just broken free, said nothing and locked his bloodshot eyes on the most boisterous guy in front of him.
He took a step, the ground cracked, and his massive fist, whistling through the air, smashed directly towards Deadpool's chest.
"Bang!"
A dull thud.
Deadpool was hit as if by a truck speeding at full throttle, his body bending into an exaggerated "C" shape, and he flew back dozens of meters.
He slid across the concrete ground, plowing a long gully, and finally crashed into a car, denting its door.
He slid down limply, motionless, as if dead.
"Wade!"
Peter Parker shouted.
But he had no time to check on him.
Ronan's attack had already turned to him.
Peter immediately shot a web, sticking it to a nearby building, and swung away nimbly.
He rolled in mid-air, dodging Ronan's heavy, powerful claw.
"Hey, big guy, don't you even say hello before you hit people? That's very rude!"
Peter constantly changed positions in the air, using his agility and high mobility to contend with Ronan.
He was like an annoying fly, constantly circling Ronan, shooting webs or hitting and running, interfering with his movements.
Ronan was utterly exasperated by him and grabbed a web shot towards his face.
He didn't break it; instead, he pulled hard!
"Woah ah ah!"
Peter, who was swinging in the air, completely did not expect this move.
He was pulled by the immense force, losing his balance.
Ronan seized the opportunity, swung his arm, and used Spider-Man, who was holding the other end of the web, as a flail.
"Bang!"
Peter was slammed to the ground, leaving a human-shaped crater.
Ronan released the web, rushed forward, raised his foot, and began to savagely kick Peter in the pit.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Fists and feet continuously landed on Peter's body.
Not far away, there was a "crack crack" sound of bones resetting.
Deadpool, who was just limp like mud, swayed and stood up.
He twisted his neck, making a crisp sound.
"Motherfucker, that punch almost made me throw up my dinner from last night."
He pulled out two golden Desert Eagles from his waist, aimed at Ronan's back, and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da da da!"
The muzzles spat fire, and bullet casings clattered to the ground.
But those bullets hitting Ronan's body were like tickles; apart from a few sparks, they didn't even leave a white mark.
"Pretty thick skin!"
Deadpool cursed, put away his guns, and drew his dual blades again.
In the pit, Peter grabbed Ronan's descending fist.
Although he was badly beaten, he still held on.
He flicked his other wrist, and with two "whoosh" sounds, his web-shooters sprayed a large amount of webbing, covering Ronan's entire head.
While Ronan's vision was obscured, Peter used all his strength to kick him in the jaw.
"Bang!"
Ronan's tall body was sent flying backward by the kick, completely lifted off the ground.
At the same time, above New York, within the wreckage of that kree warship.
Tel-Rol floated in mid-air, golden aura enveloping his entire body.
In the palm of his right hand, the purple stone was quietly held.
Violent purple energy and golden aura intertwined on his arm, emitting "crackle crackle" electric arcs.
An indescribably powerful force filled every cell of his body.
"This feeling..."
Tel-Rol clenched his fist, feeling the explosive power within him.
"It's so damn good! Hahahahaha"
He barely managed to suppress this newly acquired power, preventing it from being so wild.
He closed his eyes, and his senses spread out.
He locked onto Ronan's aura.
There were also two little bugs jumping around him.
Tel-Rol's figure instantly vanished from the spot.
Queens.
Ronan had just been kicked away and hadn't landed yet, frantically tearing at the webs on his face.
"Ah ah ah ah!!"
Just then, a golden light flashed.
Tel-Rol appeared between Peter and Ronan.
He wore a tattered floral shirt, his body burning with a golden aura, and the purple stone shimmered with dangerous light.
Deadpool, who was about to rush up to finish him off, froze completely at this sight.
The knives in his hands fell to the ground with a "clank."
"Holy crap!"
"Super... Super Saiyan! It's a blonde! It glows! It even has lightning!"
Deadpool's eyes lit up, and he was so excited he gesticulated wildly.
"So cool! Super Saiyan First Form! And fused with the power stone! His true form is even a Kryptonian! This configuration is simply the top of the top!"
He ran to Tel-Rol in three strides, with the expression of a fervent fan.
"Big shot! Remember to sign for me after this battle! Please!"
Tel-Rol looked at this lunatic jumping up and down in front of him, and his cold face almost broke.
This guy... was too abstract.
Peter also swung over, landed nearby, and watched Tel-Rol warily.
He didn't know who this suddenly appearing blonde was, but the energy emanating from him made the hairs on his body stand on end.
Tel-Rol no longer bothered with Deadpool; he turned his gaze to Peter and Ronan, who had already torn off the webs and was glaring at him.
"You two, go play somewhere else."
His voice was flat, yet carried an undeniable command.
"He, I have to kill him."
"Alright, bro! You do your thing! Take your time!"
Deadpool very sensibly raised his hands, then put an arm around Peter's shoulder, forcibly dragging him back.
"Little Spider, let's go, let's go, don't delay the big shot from doing his business."
"Wait! Wade! We can't just..."
Peter still wanted to say something, but it was too late.
Tel-Rol's figure had already vanished from the spot.
The next second, he appeared in front of Ronan.
Ronan had just seen the face of the golden-haired man in front of him and hadn't had time to react.
A fist enveloped in purple lightning arcs rapidly grew larger in his vision.
"Bang—!"
No unnecessary movements.
Just a simple straight punch.
The fist solidly smashed into Ronan's face.
Ronan's body was like a launched cannonball, from bottom to top, directly smashing through a nearby dozens-story tall building.
Glass, concrete, rebar... He broke through from the first floor all the way to the rooftop, flying higher into the sky.
Tel-Rol's figure vanished again.
He appeared above Ronan, who was already flying in mid-air, and punched Ronan in the chest again.
Ronan changed his flight path, transforming into a blue meteor, plummeting towards the ground at an even faster speed.
He created a giant crater dozens of meters in diameter on the ground, and dust billowed into the sky.
Tel-Rol slowly descended from the air, hovering above the giant crater, looking at Ronan, who was motionless at the bottom of the pit.
He curled his lip.
"Hmph, trash..."
Kryptonian Spaceship, command center.
General Zod stood with his hands behind his back, expressionlessly watching the real-time footage transmitted on the screen.
When he saw Ronan being beaten like a sandbag by Tel-Rol, completely unable to fight back, he let out a cold, contemptuous snort from his nose.
"The Supreme Accuser of the kree is nothing more than this."
But when he looked at the figure on the screen, whose entire body was burning with a golden aura, his expression became serious.
This hybrid... his power had grown stronger again.