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? The land of nothingness, the private plot of the elder collectors of the universe, the paradise of crime, the paradise of mercenaries and bounty hunters.

The huge broken head quietly stops in the dark universe. Everyone who comes here will be shocked by the ancient life of the god.

A beheaded head formed an alternative "planet" of countless weak beings. How strong would this god be in his heyday?

No one knows, very few people have seen the Tianshen group attack with all their strength, because all the people who have seen it are dead.

"The Cosmic God Group..."

Downey's figure appeared above the void, looking at the head under his feet, and remained silent.

He knew better than anyone else that those ancient gods were powerful, and he still acted as a whole. Against the previous one, he basically offended a group of them.

"Even if it is a god, it will still die."

Donnie grinned, as if he was mocking, or mocking himself, as he took a step towards the inside of his skull.

This place is as lively as ever, with all kinds of cheers, gambling, insults, and hatred constantly staged. From time to time, the mercenaries can be seen cursing impatiently, and directly fighting.

All kinds of intelligent creatures with strange appearances fought together, and more people came to join in the fun and gamble on the spot.

Downey's figure flew past, looked at it with interest for a while, and then left. It's just a group of alcoholic guys having fun, and when the fight is over, that's it.

"You came back so soon..." An old man in a white robe came over, with gray hair and staggering steps, as if he could be blown down by a gust of wind.

"Because I found the place where I should stay." Downey tilted his head and smiled.

This powerful old mage, with terrifying magic power surging all over his body, made everyone standing in front of him unconsciously get out of the way, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

"It's him, the survivor of the Sanctuary of Achalas! The only archmage who survived the hands of Sangong!"

"Hiss—hasn't this one been living in seclusion all this time? Why did he come out suddenly, and who is this guy in black? Could it be...?"

"I know him. Before that, he killed that big liar Dormammu! He's Donnie!"

The faces of the beings from all over the universe change,

Like it or not, it made room for the old mage and Downey.

A strong man of this level can destroy them with a single slap.

Downey snapped his fingers, and a discerning waiter rushed over and swallowed, "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?"

"Get something to drink." Downey ordered, then tilted his head and walked straight into a nearby bar.

The old mage smiled wryly and followed him in.

"Is the raven okay?" the old mage asked.

"It's great, it's almost tearing down my planet."

Speaking of Raven, Downey felt a headache. This little girl was too strong, and she was quite evasive. She was full of curiosity about everything and caused a lot of trouble.

"That's good." The old mage said in a low voice.

"Come back with me, you with level seven strength, the future shouldn't rot here, I can build you a brand new Sanctuary of Acharas and start from scratch." Downey said seriously, "And Raven misses you very much .”

"The new Sanctuary of Achalas? No, there is no Sanctuary of Achalas anymore, and I am the only old guy left to survive."

"If you don't die, the sanctuary of Achalas will not be destroyed. If you become decadent, the sanctuary of Achalas will really be over." Downey shook his head.

He really wanted to bring this old mage to Cybertron, a single powerful mage at the universe level, with a complete magic inheritance and a huge amount of knowledge. As long as the old mage is around, the Sanctuary of Ajarath can be rebuilt at any time.

Downey has always had a headache on how to build a brand new magic system. With the help of the old mage, it will undoubtedly save a lot of trouble.

The old mage was silent for a long time before he smiled wryly: "You have made up your mind a long time ago, haven't you? No matter how I look at it, my old bone can't get out of your palm."

"Don't say that, out of good intentions, I want to provide a warm home for a poor homeless man." Downey shrugged, took the drink offered by the sweaty waiter, and drank it down in one gulp.

After the old mage made up his mind, Donnie didn't hesitate to open a portal and send the old mage to Cybertron, where a brand new magical holy land would be rebuilt.

After pondering for a while, under countless awe-inspiring gazes, Downey got up and left, walking towards a building.

There is still a big hole in the wall that has not been repaired. It was the big hole that Downey smashed when he was still a collector.

"Di Fan."

Donnie flew up, walked in through the big hole, then paused, and punched again, expanding the big hole, causing gravel to splash.

Collector Di Fan shrank his neck and turned his head calmly: "My things here are very valuable, you... oh, so it's you! What a rare visitor, I didn't expect the great you to come to my small place."

With an extremely exaggerated movement, Di Fan bowed, his forehead almost touched the ground, and then, with a white gloved hand, he slapped the dust that didn't exist on his body hard, his face twitched, and he squeezed out a smile.

"Your place is not a small place." Downey glanced around, and couldn't help but nodded, seeing many things that seemed familiar.

nice one.

"For you—the great, glorious, noble, and holy you, my place is nothing but an extremely remote and broken place."

Di Fan kicked away the unsightly low chair, quickly pulled over the chair he usually sat on, and then slapped his palm a few times, making a gesture of invitation to Downey.

The deliberate stiffness of the movements seemed to be to show that he had never done such a thing before, so as to express his solemnity and respect for Downey.

Although it was useless, Downey never paid attention to such meaningless external things.

"Di Fan, let me just say it straight, I want your place." Donnie didn't sit down, just stood there quietly.

Difan's face twitched, he quickly raised his head to look at Downey, then immediately lowered his head, a little hesitant, a little depressed, and even a little dissatisfied, with a bitter mouth: "Including my precious collection?"

"...Most of your collections are trash in my eyes." Downey said indifferently, "I know exactly what you want, and I can guess what your elders want. Concern, how many people know about me besides you?"

"Only I can be sure. Gao Tianzun and the others all thought that I wanted to invest in you, and they didn't know how special you are."

Difan's eyes lit up, and he said decisively.

What he wants, to put it bluntly, is to find a way to get rid of the identity of a multi-dimensional creature and realize true eternity.

In this way, he can pursue his hobbies with more confidence.

Anyway, he just paid some worthless respect and some treasures.

Downey nodded.

Di Fan has lived for too long, and he can compete with the OA star Xiaolan in terms of life expectancy, but he doesn't have that much ambition. Tang Ni knew that Di Fan knew his true nature.

"Okay, Difan, I want you to migrate to my own galaxy. I will remove the head under my feet and replace it with 'War World' as the new mercenary center of the whole universe."

"War World? That's Mongo's planet." Di Fan said.

"I killed him."

"Oh, great Donnie, your prestige covers the entire universe." Di Fan once again showed his exaggerated and stiff etiquette.

"Then I'll start." Donnie stepped on the ground, and the huge void trembled suddenly, and a huge golden halo appeared, like a terrifying cosmic monster. It opened its mouth wide and swallowed the void. swallowed it.

The entire void fell into chaos and panic. Countless bustling mercenaries and bounty hunters, cursing and swearing, took up their weapons and walked out of the room, wanting to see if there were any foreign enemies invading.

But in an instant, the light came on, and they came to a brand new star system, where the yellow sun was burning.

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