Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

Inside the head of this ancient god, there are advanced mechanical mining equipment.

The Lewan Group, created by collectors, rules and manages everything here, and the main resources they mine are the scarce resources left in the skull of the gods, such as organic matter, bones, brain tissue, and spinal fluid.

A **** who once created the world, but fell to such a state after death, is really a bit embarrassing.

It is like a male lion on the African grassland. It was a predator at the top of the food chain during his lifetime. Its sharp claws are enough to make any creature fear and surrender. But after its death, it is covered with decaying flies and mosquitoes.

Thoughts of pity like this have been lingering in Xing Jue's mind.

After a while, the Milano docked at the ship port.

Several people looked around with curious eyes, and followed Kamora into the city below the mining area.

If the capital of the Nova Empire is the representative of order and everything is in order, then this is a place outside the law, where a large number of desperadoes gather, fierce and evil people of all races come and go on the streets, shouting and cursing everywhere. There are even hands-on fights that can be heard, and they generally don't look like good people.

Here, the wealthy can enjoy the first-class life.

But if there is no money, it may not be the cockroaches in the water channel. Along the way, Xingjue saw many children, most of whom were wearing dirty and tattered clothes, their faces were pale without a trace of blood, and looked like malnutrition.

"No matter where you are, poverty cannot be avoided."

Star Jue looked at these faces as gray as death, and the children squatting in the dark corner couldn't help sighing with emotion.

"If you want to be kind, please go somewhere else." Rocket sneered and said: "By the way, remind you to take good care of your wallet. We are not interstellar nobles. Even if we see it, we can't change it."

One person who can help, can't help so many people.

This is only in front of them, there will only be more such people where they can't see it.

The crowd was inexplicably heavy, and followed Camora into a casino.

"Is the buyer right here?" Xing Jue regained his mood and asked, "Isn't it about trading in this kind of place?"

"No, the status of the collector is very noble." Kamora shook his head and said: "And there are many enemies, so we have to wait for his representative here, and after confirming things, we can take us to see him."

"I know I know, rich people are afraid of death."

Rocket stretched his hands and shook his head and said: "I don't care how good this guy is. I just want money. After we get the money, we can part ways. I hope we never meet you **** in the future."

"I should say this, **** raccoon!" Xingjue curled his lips. This raccoon wanted to see others jumping on one leg, so he bought a useless prosthetic limb for 40,000 for nothing. The character is simply terrible. pole.

Only Drax did not seem very happy.

Although the brain circuit is relatively straightforward, he knows that if it is just a Kamora, its weight is not enough to make Ronan, the famous accuser in the Kerry Empire, heart, so the universe spiritual ball is an indispensable thing.

While several people were addicted to the casino, Drax finally made up his mind.

Inform Ronan of the coordinates here, and repeatedly stated that what he wanted, the Cosmic Spirit Orb and Kamora are here.

Drax, who quietly finished all this, returned to the top of the gaming table, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive.

While everyone was passing the time through boring gambling, a red-skinned alien woman appeared and respectfully made a please gesture: "Ms. Kamora, my master wants to see you."

Xingjue and the others looked at each other, and finally the thoughts should come.

Pressing the excitement about getting rich, Xing Jue cast a careful look at them, and then took the lead in following the alien maid and walked into a special elevator in the casino.

When they walked out of the elevator and entered the private domain of the collector, they were immediately shocked by the things in front of them.

I saw one living creature after another, locked in a transparent glass showcase, as small as a few nail-covered insects, as large as some fierce creatures, and even the remains of extinct creatures in the universe, lost treasures of civilization, and so on. The list goes on.

"Here...it's the Universe Museum!"

Even Xing Jue, who grew up in the Predator Mercenary Group, expressed sincere praise for these things in front of him.

"Hehe, there are indeed people who call the master's collection." The alien maid said dignifiedly: "The master's collection, even if it is placed in the entire universe, is considered one of the best treasures, and it is difficult for outsiders to see one side. "

During the conversation, several people went deep into the collection.

"A few distinguished guests, please allow me to introduce you."

The appearance maid stopped, turned around to make an elegant posture, bowed her head and said: "Tania Lewan, collector."

Xingjue and the others looked at the man behind the maid, wearing an extremely expensive coat of fluff, with snow-white hair curled up like a perm, combing back quite trendy, and lips that seemed to crack from the middle.

After hearing the introduction, the collector lowered his head lazily and looked at the few people from the edge of the sunglasses, with an indescribable manner and arrogance.

"It's an honor to meet you, Miss Camora."

The collector walked slowly, took the back of Kamora's hand, kissed it and said, "I finally saw the deity. I have heard of your deeds."

"Save it, Levan."

Kamo Ramen withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and said neatly: "We have what you want, can we start trading as soon as possible?"

However, the collector did not pay attention to her. Instead, he cast his sights on Grout, the tree-man, with a hint of brilliance in the dead fish's eyes, and said with surprise in his tone: "Then...what is that?"

"Hey, old Baimao, you'd better show me respect!" The Rockets couldn't bear to think of them as'things', and said angrily: "It's not a thing, it's called Groot, it's my friend! "

"Oh, calm down, I didn't talk about your friend."

The corner of the collector’s lips curled up, and he walked forward coquettishly: “Although the Flower God Colossus really cherishes it, it can arouse my desire to collect, but what really makes me care... is your friend’s back. The two weapons on the side."

"Flower God Colossus?" Rocket noticed the collector's words and pointed out the ethnic origin of Groot.

"Yes, the race on Planet X." The collector came to the back of Groot, leaned forward and stared at the two knives carefully, and explained: "But as far as I know, this race is extinct because of its violence and war. As a result, your friends look different and seem very special."

"No wonder no one knows that Uukanshu www.uukanshu.com turned out to be extinct." The Rocket sighed a little sigh, then remembered something, and asked curiously: "Wait, you mean, that Two knives are in your eyes, are they more special and rare than Groot...?"

The few people present, except Drax, were basically not fools.

The collector who can make the collector addiction almost addicted to the end of an extinct race who is not asking, but showing great interest in two ordinary weapons, which means that the two knives... More precious than Groot!

"Um... can you sell them to me?"

The collector's eyes were extremely excited, and he looked at Groot reluctantly, and said: "I can pay you another billion to buy these two knives. I don't know how many people want it."

Ten..... billion?

The boss of the few people stared, and his heart almost stopped beating.

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