Starting as a Class Five Mutant

Chapter 241: Chapter 241



Gamora smiled, "Looks like you're a man of integrity, right?"

"Well, I wouldn't say that, but others tend to praise me for it," Star-Lord shamelessly replied. "I'm a low-key guy, I never boast about myself."

As he spoke, he tossed the Orb in his hand up and down, trying to hide his awkwardness.

But before he could toss it a few more times, the fleeting camaraderie between them crumbled instantly.

Without warning, Gamora stepped forward, snatched the Orb from his hand, and kicked him hard in the stomach.

Before Star-Lord could react, Gamora had already turned and sprinted away.

Holding his stomach in disbelief, Star-Lord quickly pulled out a small restraint device. He threw it at Gamora's back, and mid-air, it transformed into red energy ropes, binding her

legs.

With a thud, Gamora fell heavily to the ground. As she started untying the ropes from her legs, Star-Lord rushed forward from a distance.

Fortunately for Gamora, her reflexes were sharp, and she kicked Star-Lord away again.

After a brief scuffle, Gamora pinned Star-Lord down and drew a knife from her waist, preparing to stab him.

If nothing changed, Star-Lord's fate would be sealed.

However, just as Gamora was about to strike, a small raccoon suddenly pounced, knocking her aside.

At the same time, Groot, with a bag in hand, extended branches from his body, attempting to shove Gamora into the bag.

"No, not her! Can't you even tell the difference between men and women?" Rocket the raccoon grumbled as he wrestled with Gamora, futilely trying to hold her down.

In the next moment, Rocket yelped in pain as Gamora struck him, and he quickly jumped away from her.

While they fought, Star-Lord seized the opportunity to snatch the Orb off the ground and made a run for it.

But before he could get far, Gamora, freed from Groot's branches, bent down, picked up a silver rod, and hurled it straight at Star-Lord's hand.

Whoosh!

The rod flew through the air, striking Star-Lord's hand with a painful thud.

"Ow!" Star-Lord yelped as the Orb slipped from his grasp and rolled along the ground.

Breaking free of Groot's branches, Gamora sprinted toward the Orb and scooped it up, ready to flee again.

But before she could get far, Star-Lord tackled her once more, knocking her down.

Using her superior strength, Gamora pinned Star-Lord to the ground and taunted, "Idiot, you should really learn to be smarter!"

"The thing is, I'm not much of a learner," Star-Lord shot back, using the moment of distraction to grab the Orb from her hand.

Just as Gamora was about to react, the crowd of Xandarians surrounding them suddenly gasped in astonishment.

"Look!"

"This is unbelievable!"

The people of Xandar pointed skyward, their eyes wide with shock. Even Rocket and Groot stopped in their tracks to gaze upward.

"I must be seeing things!" Rocket muttered, dumbfounded.

Both Gamora and Star-Lord paused their fight, instinctively looking up as well.

What they saw was someone descending from the sky.

He wore a pristine white outfit, and a sleek black mask adorned his face.

Normally, such an appearance wouldn't be too remarkable, but the fact that this person was floating in mid-air made all the difference.

Moreover, his entire aura exuded an extraordinary nobility and divinity.

Just looking at him filled them with a powerful sense of pressure and unease.

"Who is this guy?"

"He seems like someone really important."

Both Gamora and Star-Lord were filled with mixed emotions.

Gamora, who had grown up under Thanos, had encountered all sorts of people during her years of training and countless battles. She had seen all kinds of powerful figures.

But she had never encountered someone who could give her such immense pressure, like this person floating in front of her.

Especially the fact that he could fly-it was clear he wasn't ordinary.

As for Star-Lord, his mind raced with one thought: this was probably a big shot, and it would be best not to offend him.

Just as they were both filled with fear and doubt, wondering what this mysterious figure intended to do, the person slowly raised his hand, which glowed faintly red.

In the next moment, to Gamora's shock and Star-Lord's disbelief, the silver sphere in Star-

Lord's hand was enveloped in red energy and gently floated into the air.

By the time Gamora and Star-Lord snapped back to their senses, the Orb had already landed in the mysterious figure's hand.

"My Orb!"

Gamora and Star-Lord both cried out in alarm, preparing to rush forward and take it back.

However, seeing the person calmly examining the Orb, they hesitated.

Star-Lord quickly spoke up, "Hey, um, sir... could you give me back that thing? It was mine originally."

He was trying to reason, feeling uncertain about confronting this clearly formidable person. Gamora, hearing this, decided to wait and see how the figure would react before making her next move.

Syd, who had been toying with the silver sphere, raised his head slightly in response, ready to speak. But before he could, something else caught his attention.

Suddenly, a change occurred.

The sound of engines revving filled the air, and beams of yellow light shone down on the area.

These yellow beams of light enveloped Rocket, Groot, Star-Lord, Gamora, and even Syd

himself.

As the light surrounded them, Star-Lord and the others were lifted into the air, unable to

resist or break free.

Of course, this did not include Syd.

The energy required to restrain him was far too great, and the ships above were nowhere near powerful enough to hold him. Besides, he was already floating on his own.

The source of the light was a fleet of high-tech starfish-shaped ships.

From one of the ships, a voice commanded, "Subject 89P13, drop your weapon!"

"Oh, damn," Rocket groaned, reluctantly tossing aside his guns.

The voice from the ship continued, "By the authority of the Nova Corps, you are all under

arrest for public endangerment!"

Soon, a group of Nova Corps officers arrived, quickly detaining Star-Lord, Gamora, and the

others.

As they were restrained, Star-Lord and his companions looked utterly dejected, as if they had lost everything. Their faces were filled with sorrow.

Faced with the powerful Nova Corps ships and their officers, they wisely chose to surrender without putting up any resistance.

They all knew there was no way their flesh and blood could stand up against the advanced ships and skilled members of the Nova Corps. Surrendering was the only sensible option.

Meanwhile, the Nova Corps officers, unsure of what to do with Syd, hesitated, unsure how ton/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

handle someone still floating in mid-air.

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