146 Spear of Light

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Facing the siege of enemies, Ivan was accustomed to such challenges. This battle proves more formidable than the one in Asgard. Despite the intensity, Ivan remained calm, wearing a confident smile.

Intent on showcasing his prowess, Ivan maneuvers with the agility reminiscent of dodging bullets in the Matrix. The barrage of energy rays from countless energy guns fails to touch Ivan.

Ivan's ostentatious display serves a purpose: to discourage the predators. He recently grasped a unique insight while sensing the thoughts of Stakar Ogord. Unexpectedly, Stakar's intentions in robbing Ivan held some benevolence. Ivan's actions in the void might have attracted the attention of various cosmic forces, primarily those eyeing the spaceship crafted by Vibranium. It had become a coveted prize, and factions are gearing up to claim it.

Though Stakar was robbing Ivan, he claimed only to seek half of Ivan's wealth, offering protection to a secure location afterward. Such moral behavior is a rarity, making him a potentially valuable ally.

'Perhaps Stakar could be a beneficial partner for cooperation. As a local expert, predators understand the dynamics of cosmic forces. Their knowledge extends beyond mere strength, encompassing which forces to provoke and which to avoid. With their assistance, navigating the universe will be considerably smoother, aiding in executing our plan. In that case, teaching them a lesson and sparing their lives seems reasonable.'

After a relentless onslaught from the ravagers, they finally cease their attacks. Surveying the unscathed Ivan standing in the field, wearing a serene smile and not a trace of sweat, proves challenging to comprehend for the onlookers.

"Well then, it's my turn."

Ivan's figure blurs momentarily before disappearing. Before the onlookers react, Ivan materializes next to a predator, deftly disarms him, and swiftly incapacitates him. The predator collides with those behind him, and Ivan advances, wielding the laser gun like a staff. He knocks down two more predators, rampaging like a tiger among prey, leaving no adversary standing.

"Fire! Everyone, fire!"

Laser beams streaked through the air, inadvertently causing some friendly fire.

This time, Ivan chose not to evade. He allowed the energy beams to strike him, effortlessly absorbing their impact.

Having beaten down more than a dozen adversaries, the predators continued their relentless advance. Ivan manipulated the laser gun he had confiscated earlier, breaking it into dozens of pieces suspended in the air. With a gentle push, the parts transformed into projectiles, injuring dozens of predators. While incapacitated, most sustained injuries to their limbs, ensuring no life-threatening harm.

Ivan's assault created an opening for the besieged looters. Seizing the opportunity, he skillfully traversed the energy gun-laden battlefield, elegantly incapacitating enemies one by one. In a composed tone, he remarked, "Yes, much better than Moro's trash."

The casual remark heightened the pressure on the predators, leaving them cold-sweating and trembling. What kind of formidable adversary had they provoked?

Observing the chaos from the rear, Stakar couldn't endure it any longer. He pushed forward, unleashing a dazzling white beam at Ivan.

Mid-fight, Ivan sensed the formidable energy from behind, turning to face the attack. However, the beam's power surpassed his expectations, pushing him back several steps before stabilizing and absorbing the energy.

The Predators felt shocked, witnessing Ivan effortlessly handle the decisive blow. Unable to back down in front of his comrades, he gritted his teeth. Manifesting luminous wings, he lunged at Ivan with clawed hands.

Ivan responded by using a shockwave attack, sending nearby predators flying. He then expelled the absorbed beam, targeting Stakar's chest.

The Ravager captain sensed an impending crisis, swiftly flapping his wings to evade the incoming beam. Accelerating, he attempted to seize Ivan's neck, but Ivan countered with even faster reflexes. Anticipating the move, Ivan's hands shot up, gripping Star Eagle's wrists, exerting formidable strength.

It became a contest of strength, where Ivan held a decisive advantage. His superior physical prowess and ability to absorb and strengthen himself with the opponent's energy allowed Ivan to separate Stakar's hands forcefully. Twisting with intensity, Ivan nearly broke Star Eagle's wrist.

Tensed and veins bulging, Stakar endured the pain without uttering a word, showcasing his resilience as a renowned tough individual. Ivan believed victory was imminent, but to his surprise, he resorted to a headbutt despite his broken arms, catching Ivan off guard. Struck on the nose, Ivan felt the soreness and teary eyes, cursing inwardly.

Regaining composure, Ivan retaliated by repeatedly slamming Star Eagle's hand onto the spaceship deck, akin to the Hulk's treatment of Loki.

"Save the leader!" A crystal-covered alien witnessed the plight and rallied others to shoot at Ivan. Despite being cannon fodder, their sheer numbers posed a challenge. Ivan, engrossed in the fight, didn't notice the crystal-covered alien dragging Stakar away. They held hands, and light-attribute energy flowed into the crystal alien, illuminating the crystals with newfound energy.

As Ivan triumphed over the last predator, a crisis hit him from behind. Turning around, he saw the crystal-covered alien wielding a spear of intense light energy. The alien, drained of strength, hurled the spear at Ivan, shouting, "Bastard, go to hell!"

Startled, Ivan focused his mind, clamping down on the light spear with his hands. Although pushed back several meters, leaving scars on the spaceship deck, Ivan resisted the attack and began absorbing the energy from the light spear using his abilities.

The alien covered in peculiar crystals harbored an indescribable horror. Their ultimate move, collaborating with their captain, proved ineffective against Ivan. Surveying the fallen looters, the crystal alien gritted their teeth, extracting two sharp daggers from their bodies and thrusting them at Ivan. Unfazed, Ivan allowed the daggers to pierce his back, leveraging his robust physique and energy absorption ability to minimize the damage. Even when an eye was targeted, Ivan closed his eyes, letting the dagger pierce his eyelids slightly.

While Ivan had knocked down Stakar and the other predators, they were not fatally injured. Observing Ivan seemingly immobile with the light spear, they assumed he was incapacitated, prompting Stakar and the others to crawl towards him, intending to strike before Ivan absorbed the light spear.

Amidst the comical tableau, Ivan, standing still with the light spear in hand, absorbed its energy. Abruptly opening his eyes, he locked onto the crystal alien, causing them to freeze in place, paralyzed with fear.

"That move you just pulled off was quite impressive. What's it called?" Ivan extended his hand into the void, conjuring a ball of light divided into dozens of small light spheres. With a twist, they transformed into miniature light spears, identical to the one used against Ivan earlier, albeit in size.