Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 704: Everything develops in accordance with the plot

Supreme...Divine? !

　　 Lord's brows were frowning, and the huge amount of information contained in these short sentences made him a little unable to digest for an instant.

　　 Existence beyond everything?

　　 is the cause and the result?

　　 The sum of all things?

　　 Not to mention whether this kind of thing exists or not, the almost mysterious and mysterious description alone is enough to make people grow up with one head or two, and they don't understand what it means at all.

　　 This old thing...I'm afraid I'm lying to him, right?

　　 Lord looked at him suspiciously, trying to find some evidence from it.

　　 "Don't try to understand it."

　　 The collector smiled, and did not explain, but got up and walked in the ruins, picked up the fallen collections, and put them back in place, saying: "It is beyond the scope of understanding. , It’s better to accept instead of understanding."

　　 "Have you... seen it?"

　　 Lord asked.

　　 "Everyone who has seen it is dead."

　　The collector fiddled with a duck and said without turning his head: "I haven't really seen it. It's just a long time to live, I've heard it from someone else's mouth."

　　 "Since you haven't seen it, why would you rather die than reveal its existence?" Lord asked with a frown.

　　 "There are some things that you don't need to see with your own eyes to know that they are dangerous." The collector turned around and said with a smile: "No one has seen the heart of the universe, but have you ever seen anyone question it? "

　　 Lord dumbfounded.

　　 This is also...

　　The power of the heart of the universe does not require any proof. As long as a piece of news that is not true or false, it can attract countless top forces in the universe.

　　 However, he still doesn't understand.

　　Since the collector has not seen twin flowers, but knows the importance of such a thing, then who would be the one who told him this secret?

　　The collector was sitting next to the duck, and seeing the puzzled eyes cast by Lord, he seemed to guess what he wanted to ask: "You want to ask me, who told me about the twin flowers, right?"

　　 Lord nodded slightly, and said openly: "There are other news about the twin flowers, I want to know these."

　　 "You know, I am a person who likes to collect things." The collector smiled and said, "In addition to common treasures and extinct rare creatures, I also have many secrets in my collection, such as news about the Heart of the Universe, etc. ."

　　 Lord frowned and said nothing.

　　 "And my most precious collection is not these external objects, but this." The collector pointed to his brain and grinned: "Twin flowers...I have hundreds of Among Wannian’s collections, the only one that will never be displayed."

　　 "You mean, won't you tell me?"

　　 Hearing this, if Lord still doesn't understand, then he is really in vain.

　　 "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't." The collector shook his head, and said, "I won't tell its secrets until I can't be sure, it's truly safe, whether it's you or Michael, The answers are the same."

　　"What is real security?"

　　 Lord was so confused by him, he wanted to drew a knife and chopped this down, his mouth was full of riddles.

　　 "Don't talk, don't talk."

　　The collector gave a meaningful smile: "Once something is said, you are not the only one who knows."

　　 Lord was silent, his heart gradually sinking.

　　 He seems to have guessed a little bit, the reason why the collector is unwilling to say it.

　　 "But...I can give you a message." The collector picked up an object next to it, and threw it to Lord directly: "This person told me the secret of the Twin Flower. "

　　 Lord catches the thrown thing.

　　 It was a cross that had rusted. The whole body was made of brass. It was not a precious object.

　　The answer is ready to come out. The one who told the collector of all this... is [God]!

　　Unexpectedly, reasonable.

　　 In fact, as long as you calm down and think carefully, it is not difficult to guess that God told him.

　　 "I will come to you again."

　　Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, he understood what he meant, put the cross into the shadow space, and smiled: "I hope that by then, we can speak freely."

　　 "Okay, I am waiting for you."

　　The collector smiled deeply, and said: "The plan will proceed smoothly as planned, and Shandar will leave it to you."

　　 "Remember to let the mouse return the knife to me." Lord left a word, and it disappeared into smoke.

　　 "A little thing."

　　The collector smiled and agreed. In fact, even if the man in front of him didn't say anything, he would find a way to get the Rockets to take the two knives.

　　...

　　...

　　...

The 　　 collection hall is quiet and peaceful.

　　 But the sky turned upside down. The Ronan fleet's nearly indiscriminate attack caused half of the city to fall into the flames of war.

　　 "Ronan!!!"

　　Drax, under the trend of hatred, roared at the accuser Ronan with inexhaustible anger.

　　 Countless days and nights, he has been tortured and tortured by memories, unable to escape from the scene of the tragic death of his wife and children, hatred is the belief that supports him to live.

　　 And today, he finally got what he wanted.

　　Drax’s eyes flashed with scarlet violence, and the sharp weapon in his hand resembling a bone blade made a whirring wind in the air, slashing at the enemy’s neck like a thunder.

　　He wants Ronan to pay the price of blood!

　　 The blade pierced through the air, but Ronan the accuser showed sarcasm, tilted his head and easily avoided the knife, and then slammed a punch, hitting Drax's chest heavily.

　　bang.

　　 Ronan made a seemingly casual punch, but it exploded with a mighty force, and the dull physical collision sounded, followed by the bone fracture.

　　 Drax was like a kite with a broken wire, vomiting blood in his mouth and flew out, crashing the wall next to him, and he was buried in the rubble.

　　"Nebula, hurry up and grab the cosmic spiritual ball."

　　 Ronan didn't even look at it. Drax, who was knocked down by him, seemed to have just shot an annoying fly casually, and walked to the spaceship by himself, intending to chase Kamora.

　　"Stop...stop!"

　　 Drax crawled out of the ruins, his face was cut with a few cuts, and blood flowed down his cheeks, making his already hideous face even more terrifying: "You killed me Wife and children, I want to avenge them!"

　　"Your wife and children?"

　　 Ronan tilted his head, after thinking for a moment, he sneered and said, "I don't remember you at all, nor your wife and children. Besides, the people I killed are too right, so there is no need to remember them one by one. "

　　 "Ronan!"

　　Drax was irritated by these words, and rushed forward again with a roar.

　　bang!

　　 Ronan raised his hand with another punch, and directly hammered Drax on the ground. The huge force even shattered Drax’s face, sinking his whole body into the soil.

　　 The strength gap is too big.

　　 The huge gap visible to the naked eye is simply not anger that can be reversed.

　　Reality is not a cartoon.

　　 Justice can't always win. Anger can't make you explode, let alone make you suddenly stronger, to defeat an impossible person.

　　 Ronan, the highest accuser of the Kerry Empire.

　　The races that died under his hand are too many to be measured by numbers. People like Drax who seek revenge on him are as many as a carp in the river, and they are not even qualified to fight back in front of him. .

　　 but it's a pity...

　　 Rubbish is rubbish~IndoMTL.com~ This is an unchangeable fact. Since we couldn't protect the family back then, how can we kill him now?

　　 "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~"

　　 Drax roared, trying to stand up and fight again, but before he looked up, one foot fell off.

　　 Boom!

　　 Ronan stepped half of his head into the ground, condescendingly overlooking the furious Drax, a contempt at the corner of his mouth: "I don’t remember how many craps like you were killed, but It doesn't matter, anyway, after today, I will soon forget you, just like your wife and children."

　　 "Ronan, let him go once."

　　The collector hugged his duck and walked out of the ruins with a smile on his face: "Just treat me as a face, how about it?"

　　 "Collector..."

　　 Ronan gave him a deep look, then sneered a moment later, then kicked Drax into the air, and said: "Nosy people generally don’t live long, you better be careful ."

　　 "Thank you for your reminder."

　　The collector faintly said: "How long you can live is a matter of destiny, but I want to remind you that the universe spirit ball is not that simple."

　　"What do you mean?"

　　 Ronan frowned and asked.

　　 "Hehe..."

　　The collector smiled meaningfully: "You can open it and have a look, maybe there will be surprises?"