It was simply that as long as Blaine saw the target and then applied a little force to the object in his hand, that object would absolutely fly toward the enemy according to the system's settings—no matter how far away it was, no matter how gravity worked. Because Newton couldn't control it: an Absolute Hit by Blaine.
As for Yondu, his attack method was relatively simple. It had to be a sentry arrow, and it had to be equipped with fins on the top of his head. Then he would use his whistle to control it, allowing him to strike any enemy he could see.
This attack method could be considered a low-profile, limited version of Blaine's Absolute Hit.
Outside Xandar's atmosphere, Ronan's army had drawn infinitely close. Even the massive battleship fortress was approaching the atmosphere. If nothing unexpected happened, Xandar would soon be invaded all the way to the ground by Ronan's forces.
At this moment, panic had spread across the planet. Not only were the people hiding, but those who had the means had already escaped long ago in private spaceships.
As the ruler of Xandar, the female president was also in extreme panic, cold sweat breaking out from fear. But the situation seemed utterly unsatisfactory…
"I know what they want!"
Suddenly, a voice cut through the noise in the building.
The person who arrived was none other than Quill. Holding the Cosmic Spirit Orb in his hand, he walked toward the female president step by step.
"What Ronan wants is this,"
"If you just give it to Ronan, he'll naturally leave."
Quill spoke loudly to everyone present. In fact, like his adoptive father Yondu, Quill had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, and he was genuinely kind.
If Ronan truly seized Xandar, it would be the countless civilians who would suffer first. They came from different places, but they all regarded Xandar as their home. War most commonly meant families being torn apart.
Quill absolutely did not want to see so many innocent people slaughtered because of their own selfish desire to possess the Cosmic Spirit Orb.
Therefore, Quill solemnly and carefully explained the role of the Power Stone contained within the Cosmic Spirit Orb to the female president, repeatedly emphasizing that the energy of the Power Stone was extremely terrifying and could even explode.
"Son, you're too naive,"
"Did you really think Ronan would leave once he got this thing?"
"After fighting him for so many years, we know him better than anyone,"
"That wolf is ambitious and greedy…"
Just moments ago, the female president had believed there might be a turning point in the war. After hearing Quill's explanation, however, her mood sank to the bottom once more.
Power Stones, Infinity Stones—such things absolutely could not be allowed to fall into Ronan's hands. Otherwise, it would only accelerate the destruction of Xandar.
If Blaine had seen Quill's little maneuver, he definitely wouldn't have been able to stop himself from cursing: you're making things so complicated. Just use the Power Stone to hire me and I'll solve it for you. Why do you have to look for a breakthrough with Ronan?
"Could it be that Xandar is really going to fall to Ronan today?"
The female president spoke emotionally, a sense of helplessness rising unbidden within her. Xandar had always advocated freedom and peace and rarely declared war, so its military strength had never been greatly enhanced.
But the law of survival of the fittest didn't apply only to animals. It applied to planets as well, happening everywhere throughout the universe.
"No, not necessarily. I know someone,"
"As long as he takes action, there's a strong possibility this crisis can be resolved."
Based on the female president's description of Ronan just now, a figure suddenly appeared in Quill's mind. Although that person had always kept a low profile, the scene of him beating Ronan was vividly replayed before Quill's eyes, just like it had on the Collector's planet.
Once the thought appeared, Quill couldn't shake it. Like a film reel, it kept playing over and over in his mind.
"Who?"
Hearing that there might still be hope, the female president was more excited than anyone else. Nothing mattered more to her right now than defeating Ronan. If she could, she would be willing to pay any price—even giving up her position as president.
"His goal should also be this Cosmic Orb,"
"I'm going to find him now."
After saying that, Quill hurriedly ran out.
However, after he left, the female president frowned deeply. It wasn't that she didn't want someone to resolve the crisis—she simply didn't believe anyone could withstand the temptation of the Infinity Stones.
How could someone who had lived for hundreds of years not know about the five Infinity Stones of the universe? What Quill had said was only the tip of the iceberg.
Even if the person Quill invited could easily defeat Ronan, how could they guarantee he wouldn't be tempted by the Power Stone and then stage a farce of driving away a wolf only to invite a tiger?
Even if that person kept his word and used the Stone to handle things, could he withstand the immense energy of the Power Stone? If that energy exploded on Xandar, it would definitely result in massive casualties.
Now the female president was worried about both Ronan and Blaine. In the end, however, she decided to find a way to drive away the jackal standing right in front of her.
Quill didn't know that his actions had stirred so many thoughts in the female president's mind. Quill didn't know—and neither did Blaine.
If Blaine knew, he would definitely scold her: eating salty radishes and worrying about nothing. Does she have persecution paranoia, or is she possessed by some mischievous spirit? This train of thought is anything but normal.
"Hey, buddy, you're here,"
"I finally found you,"
Quill panted as he spoke to the figure outside.
The place Quill was standing was the tallest building on Xandar. Who knew how Blaine had gotten up there? In any case, Quill was exhausted enough.
"Oh, isn't this Quill?"
"Why are you so tired?"
When Quill appeared downstairs, Blaine had already noticed him. He deliberately ignored him at first, wanting to watch him embarrass himself—if only to make him apologize for what happened on Xandar.
"Th-that, that…"
"Alright, stop talking. I know."
Blaine saw through Quill's embarrassment at a glance. He could tell that Quill had also caught the mocking tone in his voice, but was too embarrassed to openly ask for help. Not to mention Quill felt awkward—even Blaine felt a little awkward himself. How could he make things difficult for the so-called mouth of the universe?
Still, after seeing through Quill's thoughts, Blaine agreed without any hesitation. After all, the purpose of his trip had always been the Cosmic Spirit Orb and the Power Stone.
"What?"
"What do you know?"
Quill looked slightly confused by Blaine's words.
"Oh, don't you just want me to drive Ronan away?"
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