The Death Knell

"I don't know where he went. He is a spell caster. He can appear millions of light years away by raising his hand. But other than that, he is not stupid or crazy. He knows that the Supreme Mage is sitting on the earth, and he wants to Going to Earth to trouble you? That’s impossible.”

Thanos, who was slightly hunched over, turned around, picked up the big bag at the door of the store, put it on his shoulder, and continued:

"So I promise that no matter what kind of attack the earth encounters, it has nothing to do with him. There are many magicians in the universe. Magicians are not born only on the earth and humans."

Well, after testing, Thanos really doesn’t know.

Because it was the Tianjian Bureau space station that was attacked, not the earth. If he was an insider, he would have looked strange when he heard that Deathstroke deliberately mentioned the wrong target.

But he didn't. He didn't know what happened from the beginning. After hearing that the earth was attacked, besides being slightly surprised, he even had the intention to vouch for Adam Warlock.

"Haha, you're right. Even though you killed half of the people on Earth at once, you did not invade the Earth, and you are neither crazy nor stupid."

After telling a cold joke, Su Ming opened the door of the store and made a gesture to invite him in.

"At that time, I just wanted to make her happy."

Thanos took a deep breath, but did not react to Deathstroke's strange aura. He just walked into the store with his huge cloth bag on his back and his head slightly lowered.

"Was Thanos so easy to talk to in the past?" Carol asked Deathstroke in a low voice. She felt that the cosmic tyrant was a bit strange: "When I was a soldier in the Kree Empire, I often encountered slave countries that were destroyed by Thanos and his men. No matter how many people there are on that planet, they will implement the three-light policy and occasionally leave one or two individuals for fun."

For example, Gamora and Nebula in Guardians of the Galaxy are the most unfortunate lucky ones. Carol has always felt that these two sisters are quite pitiful.

But being in a funny team like Star-Lord, they must be having a good time recently, right?

"No, Thanos was not as lifeless as he is today." Su Ming gestured to the two women to enter the store. Thanos's goal was too big and there were too many enemies. Standing here chatting was too eye-catching: "So I guess he It should be lovelorn, maybe death has ignored him."

Thanos, who was walking in front, was also a super soldier. He also had super hearing. After hearing Deathstroke's words, his muscular body covered in purple skin trembled slightly unconsciously.

But he didn't say anything, he just carried the sack and continued deeper into the store until he stood in front of the collector.

"Oh, it's the great Thanos who came in person. Haha, it's a long way to go."

There was no need for Thanos to speak. When the huge figure landed on the counter with the light, the shop owner Di Fan jumped in first. He smiled and opened his arms, bowed slightly in an artificial way, and slowly covered his chest. Say hello.

"And I, Di Fan, if your eyesight is not good, why don't you try to pick your eyes out?"

Behind Thanos' broad body, Deathstroke, smoking a cigarette, poked his head out, raised his eyebrows at the Collector with a smile, and told a joke as a prelude.

"You are still so humorous. Welcome to you, the Supreme Mage and Captain Marvel from the earth, and the goddess of the underworld from Asgard." The shop owner politely saluted again, this time his waist was obviously more bent: "I don't know if you are together. Come on, do you need my help?"

Di Fan also found it very strange. Thanos and Deathstroke were not the same people before.

"It's not a companionship, it's just an accidental encounter." Thanos put his gun bag on the counter, and the metal table made a clanging sound: "I want to sell these to you, and then find some rare seeds from you. Flowers, plants, fruits, grains, whatever."

Taking off his straw hat, revealing his purple bald head, he looked more like a farmer, except for a white towel around his neck.

"Haha, let me first see what good things the powerful Thanos has brought. Supreme Mage, please feel free to sit in the store and watch as you like." Difan looked at Deathstroke, and Deathstroke nodded, so he took over the bag , put the probe in to inspect the goods.

But then he paused.

because

The thing brought to Thanos is one of the most common edible plant fruits in the universe. It can live wherever there is soil and water, and tastes like sweet sand and mud.

This is far from the standard of God's Brahma collection. He doesn't want just any garbage in his store.

But before he could figure out how to politely refuse, Thanos put his hands on the counter, looked at him expressionlessly and said:

"Make a price, I'm looking forward to it."

Seeing the Mad Titan's fist, which was larger than a human head, the Collector swallowed and made a weak thud.

As a psychopathic member of the Universal Council of Elders, Difan's hobby is collecting. His combat prowess cannot be compared with that of a fighting maniac like a "champion", but it is not bad either. He can deal with a planet-level opponent just like playing.

But if compared with a mad Titan like Thanos, Difan asks himself that he is no match.

Although Thanos did not wear armor or the Infinity Gauntlet this time, nor did he bring his Dark Order, the look of madness hidden in the calmness alone made Difan's back shiver.

This man didn't come here to do business at all, but to rob. The only thing that looked better than robbery was that he also brought a bag of grain, so he didn't do it so brilliantly.

If he refuses this bag of garbage now, maybe the Titan will turn against him in the next second, and that huge fist will fall on his face.

What's more, not far away, there is a Supreme Mage with an unknown purpose and an ambiguous position, poking his head.

"Haha, it's a nice thing. It was grown and cared for very carefully. It's a rare product. I'll take it." Difan's heart was bleeding, but his face was still full of smiles. He pulled the bag off the counter and took it with him. Throw it into a corner: "Please wait a moment, I will go to the warehouse to look for you, seeds, rare and good seeds."

But then I thought about it, collecting garbage is also a kind of collection. Collections that did not exist in the past are still a new category.

The collector who had figured it out nodded to the death knell to express his apologies, and then turned around and went to the dark place deep in the store.

In fact, there is an underground treasure house behind the store. The planet under everyone's feet is actually the head of a god. In the past, mining had hollowed out a lot of space. These spaces were transformed by Difan into a super high-tech treasure house to store his treasures from all over the universe. Collectibles acquired from everywhere.

Of course, he is not a good person. In order to satisfy his hobby of collecting, the methods he sometimes adopts are quite dark.

"Yeah, I'll wait."

Thanos was obviously satisfied with the answer. He left the bar and began to walk around the store, seemingly visiting other collections.

"Hey, Thanos, don't just look at this rubbish, come over here and let's have a chat? I'll buy you a drink."

Deathstroke, who was playing with an alien monkey, called out to the Mad Titan, completely ignoring the monkey's display case with the label 'Gasgorilla,' written in alien language underneath:

"You traveled frequently in the past and were closely related to death. Have you ever heard of something called a seed of death?"

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