In front of the coffee shop, Quill and the others who were supposed to leave returned. But looking at the coffee shop in front of them?
Awkwardness appeared on everyone's faces. They wanted to go in, but they didn't dare to.
The Power Gem was lost.
Half an hour ago, if someone had told Quill that, he would have slapped them.
The reason was simple. Although the Power Gem was a top treasure in the universe, for those who did not need it, it was a hot potato.
Did Quill not know that the Power Gem was worth more than one million Galaxy Dollars?
He knew that, not to mention one million Galaxy Dollars, even if it was worth one trillion Galaxy Dollars, there would be a lot of people willing to buy it.
But what if the Power Gem was labeled as Thanos?
Hehe, there was a saying, "Act according to your ability." Although the Power Gem was a good thing, if you got it, you would not be able to use it.
It was because he understood this that Quill agreed to give the Power Gem to Nebula at the price of one million Galaxy Dollars.
In fact, even if Nebula did not give him a single cent, Quill would still give the Power Gem to Nebula. Because it was too hot.
But on the other hand, this proved that Quill never thought about whether someone would cheat the Power Gem from him.
However, things happened.
The Power Gem was gone. The Nebula they saw before was fake. The real Nebula was subdued last night and locked in the cryogenic chamber.
After knowing all this, everyone was dumbfounded.
Even if the main responsibility for the loss of the Power Gem was not on them, the Power Gem was indeed in their hands.
If they could find the culprit who stole the Power Gem, even if it was just some clues, then everything would be fine. At least they would have a chance to make up for it.
But if there were no clues?
Quill and the others did not know that the Power Gem had returned to Thanos.
They subconsciously thought that they would be blamed by Thanos!
Helpless, everyone could only look for Najini. It wasn't that they wanted Najini's help, but they were all confused. Their vision was pitch black, and the only person they could think of was Najini.
It was like when they encountered trouble when they were young, the subconscious thought in their mind was to look for their parents.
However, we are all adults, and Nagini is not your father.
Therefore, when the group of people arrived at the coffee shop, they all froze on the spot like wooden blocks. They were so embarrassed that they did not know what to do.
Quill was acquainted with Nagini, and Nagini had even been his boss for a period of time. However, the problem was that Nagini had just saved his life not too long ago, and Quill felt that it was inappropriate to trouble him now.
But the problem was that apart from Quill himself, no one else knew Nagini.
Just like that, the party stood in front of the coffee shop for about five to six minutes. Looking at Quill who was not far away with his nose down and his mind wandering, Kamora glared angrily at him for failing to live up to her expectations.
"Alright, don't just stand there. Let's go in and have a cup of coffee!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment before agreeing that it was a good idea. Then, they crowded around each other and entered the coffee shop.
However, from their expressions, it could be seen that they were all very nervous.
Thinking about it, it made sense. Yesterday, they were still in Clint 'prison, facing the powerful Ronan, who was comparable to a top-notch great being in the universe with the support of the power gem.
Then, Ronan was killed by Nagini with one slap.
What did this mean?
It meant that the Nagini in front of them was definitely a top-notch big shot.
A big shot of this level had long transcended the constraints of law and reality. Even a galactic civilization would have to treat him with respect. His words and actions were enough to affect the fate of hundreds of millions of creatures. How could Quill and the others not be nervous?
It couldn't be helped. They were neither relatives nor friends, and the social status difference between the two sides was too great.
It was already not easy for Quill and the others to be able to brace themselves to come in.
At the same time, in the Titan galaxy, in a room with a dark system overall color.
Thanos, who was more than three meters tall and wore a dark golden metal armor, was sitting on a stone chair suspended in mid-air.
"Pa-da!"
"Pa-da!"
His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes flickered with contemplation.
His thick palms, which were covered with golden gloves, snapped his fingers as if he was thinking about something.
Not far from Thanos, in an empty space, there seemed to be invisible threads in the air, tearing Nebula's body into pieces.
"Gege ~"
Her body had been pulled to the limit, and with every heartbeat, Nebula felt that her body was about to be torn apart with every breath.
Her eyes flashed with unprecedented panic. Nebula opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but her chin was pulled to the limit. Through the bulging eyeballs that were almost squeezed out of the eye sockets, one could see Nebula's pain and pleading at this moment.
However, no one paid attention to her.
In the empty room, everyone was silent. The four dark generals lowered their heads one by one, and they even suppressed their breathing for fear of attracting attention.
Only Thanos was alone. He sat on the stone chair like this, looking at the void in front of him, and snapped his fingers.
Time passed by minute by minute, and the air was cold and oppressive.
Until a certain moment, Nebula's body finally reached its limit. With a crack, her arm was directly broken from the shoulder. One could vaguely see a thin and long silk thread breaking at this moment. The intense pain made Nebula scream subconsciously.
As her pupils shrank, Nebula understood that the most painful scene was about to happen!
Nebula was a highly modified human. A large part of her body had been replaced by machinery. However, unlike the metal machinery in a normal modified human body, the tools in Nebula's body that were responsible for connecting the parts were precisely the thin, almost invisible threads around her.
And she didn't know which pervert thought of it.
At the beginning of the modification, in order to improve the sensitivity of the body, these silk threads that did not need to be added with nerve cells were implanted into the senses and turned into nerve threads.
In other words, at the moment when Nebula's arm was broken, her pain was real.
It was even more painful than normal people because she was equivalent to directly tearing the nerves.
But this was not the most terrible thing. The silk thread itself had been stretched to the limit before, and as Nebula's body trembled because of the pain, the sudden pressure tore most of the nerve threads in Nebula's body in an instant.
This feeling was like being cut into pieces, but the difference was that this was being cut into pieces at the same time.
"Ah!" An incomparably shrill scream, just the sound made people's scalp numb.
As the nerve threads were broken, pieces of body organs fell to the ground.
Thanos on the stone chair also woke up from his contemplation with Nebula's shrill scream.
His eyes were indifferent and without any emotion, he looked at Nebula's head with only one eye not far away, then he got up and walked over.
"Kacha!"
"Ah!"
The metal boots stepped on the ground. Because Nebula's body had been scattered, it was inevitable that she was stepped on by Thanos.
And because these organs still retained the nerve threads, although they had been separated from Nebula's body, the brain center was not destroyed, so they could still provide Nebula with enough senses.
So every step of Thanos was equivalent to stepping on a part of Nebula's body.
Of course, he could also avoid these parts, but the question was why did Thanos do this?
The metal boots stepped on Nebula's body, and the thick palm picked up the head that was twisted in pain from the ground. Thanos looked at it for a moment and threw it to Ebony Throat who was not far away,
"I need to know all the memories in her brain."
As Thanos's voice fell, Nebula's face suddenly changed. She begged in horror, "No … father … don't, I'll tell you everything, don't …"
"Kacha!"
Ebony Throat crushed Nebula's chin. He held Nebula's head with one hand and smiled at Thanos like a kind gentleman, "Give me an hour, I will give you a satisfactory answer."
Thanos ignored it. He glanced at the gem on the glove and then waved his hand,
"Well, you can all go."