Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 705: Another person

Ronan the Accuser leaves.

For the collector's sake, he let Drax go.

A mere piece of **** is not worth offending the deadly collectors in the universe. After all, this old thing has lived for countless years, and no one wants to mess with such a mysterious guy.

Moreover, what the collector said made him very concerned.

The treasure that the Mad Titan desires should never be as simple as it appears on the surface.

After watching the Accuser Ronan leave, the corners of the collector's mouth slightly lifted up on the collector's calm face, revealing a slightly sarcastic arc.

The seed of doubt has been planted, now it just needs to wait for it to blossom.

With the character of Ronan the Accuser, he will inevitably open the Cosmic Spirit Orb.

At that time, he will naturally know what surprises this gem full of destructive power can bring him.

You know, the Cree and Xandar are old enemies.

The war between the two races lasted for thousands of years, and it was not stopped until the past few decades, and a peace treaty was signed.

But the problem is that Ronan, as the supreme accuser, his parents have all died at the hands of the Xandars, and he himself is a cruel warlord who believes in the ancient Kerry law and uses massacres and spreading terror as punishment.

Just ask such a person, what will he do when he suddenly gains great power?

The answer is...destroy everything that dares him to be his enemy.

As an old enemy, the Xandars are naturally the first to bear the brunt, and will inevitably be listed as the primary target of destruction by Ronan.

"Next, it's up to you."

The collector's eyes were gloomy and cold, and he rubbed the duck in his arms: "This is the only thing I can manipulate."

Afterwards, he moved a chair and sat there with the duck in his arms.

One more thing, he has to wait for that damned raccoon to come over, and quickly hand over those two hot potatoes to him.

As for Drax, he has become a salted fish that has lost his ideals.

He thought that the skills he had honed over the years would enable him to avenge his dead wife and children when he saw Ronan again.

But he didn't expect that the result of waiting for him was that he was severely slapped by reality.

The cruel reality before him not only awakened his delusions, but also dragged him into a darker abyss.

The huge gap made him feel deeply desperate.

The accuser Ronan was not serious from the beginning to the end, as casual as if he was playing with a child, but he had tried his best, even if he was burned to ashes by the flames of anger, he could not leave a single trace Wound.

Until a moment later.

The rocket came back in disgrace, with a dejected look.

Seeing Drax sitting beside the ruins in a daze, Rocket rushed forward angrily and asked him loudly: "If it weren't for you, an idiot, insisting on single-handedly challenging Ronan, none of this would have happened! "

"You're right...I'm an idiot."

Drax didn't refute it, his eyes lost the light, and he said with a self-deprecating: "All the anger, all the resentment, are just to cover up my pain, I just want... to avenge them .”

"It's none of my business?"

Rocket glared at him, and taunted loudly: "Which family has never died? Have you looked around? How many people died because of you? What is the difference between you and Ronan? Just because you still Alive and tell everyone, oh my god, I lost my wife and kids, I'm miserable, aren't I?!"

Drax's eyes danced, and he wanted to refute it angrily, but when he looked up, he saw the dilapidated ruins around him, countless people crying and screaming, and one family after another was torn apart, and all of this was because of him, because of himself Disaster caused by selfishness.

For an instant, Drax's spine buckled and he was unable to speak a word.

He is qualified to be angry, so don't those people have the right to be angry?

"No matter how deep your hatred is, it doesn't mean you have a reason to let everyone accompany you to die!" Rocket finished cursing angrily, looking at the lost Drax, the anger in his chest had nowhere to vent, and gradually subsided disappear.

Drax bowed his head decadently, he was the culprit of all this.

"We should go, Groot."

Rocket shook his head in disappointment, turned his head and shouted to Groot: "Ronan got the gem, the only thing we can do now is to fly to the other side of the universe."

"Is it safe to fly to the other side?"

The collector sat on the only intact leather chair in the ruins, hugged the duck and laughed loudly: "When Ronan gets the power gem, it will not only destroy Xandar, but the entire universe will not be spared." .”

"That's much better than dying right away, and it's none of your business!" Rocket sneered, too lazy to talk to the bastard, and continued to Groot: "That idiot Quill was taken away by the predators voluntarily." , let's hurry up and run away, so as not to be affected by Ronan."

"Hehe, you can't escape."

The collector caressed the duck with one hand, and there seemed to be some inexplicable meaning in his eyes. He said indifferently: "Ronan is not the only one who pursues the gem, but also that crazy Titan. If you don't want to die inexplicably in the future, you can only go and get back the power gem. "

Rocket hesitated for a moment.

At this time, Groot suddenly stood up: "I am Groot!"

"Save them? How can we save them?" Rocket asked reluctantly.

"I'm...Groot!" Groot's eyes were firm.

"I know they are our only friends, but now they are in the hands of the predator army, and there are only two of us!" Rocket's eyes dodged, trying to prevaricate himself with excuses.

"No...it's three!" Drax stood up slowly, his eyes lit up again: "Since it was my own mistake, let me make it up, at least... ...can't let more people die under Ronan's hands!"

"Fack! A group of idiots! They are all idiots!"

Rocket was so angry that he was going crazy, he pulled the hair off his head: "I swear this is the last time!"

"I'm Groot..."

Groot smiled softly, and he knew that Rocket would not give up on his friends.

Because they are both lonely beings, they take a relationship more seriously, it and it... both.

"Wait, you still have one thing to take."

Just as the three of them were about to leave, the collector suddenly stopped them.

Rocket looked back suspiciously, only to see the collector raised his hand, pointed to the ruins of the collection, and said indifferently: "Those two knives, you'd better take them away as soon as possible, I don't want them in my collection." , one more dangerous goods that will explode at any time."

"...for you."

The corners of Rocket's eyes twitched, and he planned to slip away without looking back. He didn't want to take those two knives with him.

"Are you sure you don't take them?"

The collector said with a half-smile: "The person entrusted the item to you for safekeeping. If you didn't return it, what would happen?"

“!!!”

Hearing this, Rocket's back was startled, and he stopped on the spot and remained silent.

"Hey, it's scary to think about a person who can hold down a power gem with one finger." The collector, adhering to the mind of watching the excitement, deliberately said in a scared tone: "Such a terrifying person. ...Ronan shouldn't dare to mess with him, right?"

Groot: "I am...Groot. (He was right, we will be hacked)"

Rocket didn't say a word, turned his head and ran into the ruins of the Tibetan Museum silently, and walked out with two knives in his arms.

The collector smiled without saying a word, stroking the duck in his arms.

After watching Rocket and others leave, he slowly let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked into the ruined collection hall, looked at the mess, and said with a smile: "The chaos is like this. I'm busy, I lost so many collections, I'll have to ask him to get them back when I see you next time."

From the corner of the collector's eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a vague figure sitting on the workbench deep in the ruins~IndoMTL.com~Who are you? ! "

The collector frowned, thinking it was scavengers or thieves outside, so he strode over and shouted loudly: "This is not a place for you, get out of here!"

However, after approaching and seeing the figure clearly, the collector suddenly froze in place.

It was a thin and tall man, whose face seemed to be shrouded in mist and could not be seen. He was wearing a golden double crown that shone naturally, and a black robe dotted with colorful gemstones.

Noble and majestic, like a king who rules the world.

There was a smile in the man's eyes, and his lips parted slightly: "Can you tell me...the news about Twin Flowers?"

“!!!”

The collector's pupils shrank suddenly, and he grabbed the duck in his arms tightly.

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