Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 790

The head of this ancient Celestial is littered with advanced mechanical mining equipment.

The Tivan Group, founded by collectors, rules and manages everything here, and their main resources are the organic matter left in the Celestial skull, bones, brain tissue, spinal fluid and other scarce resources.

It is truly embarrassing that a Celestial who once created the world has been reduced to such a level after his death.

It is like a male lion on the African grassland. It was a predator of the food chain Peak before its death. Its sharp claws are enough to make any creature fear acknowledge allegiance, but on its dead body, it is covered with food. Rotten flies and mosquitoes.

Similar thoughts of pity have been lingering in Star Lord's mind.

A moment later, Milano docked at the ship's port.

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

If the capital of Nova Empire is the representative of order, everything is in order just and honourable, then this is a place of outlaws, where a large number of outlaws gather, and vicious people of all races come and go in the streets, shouting The scolding can be heard everywhere, and even those who also fight, generally don't look like a good person.

Here, the rich can enjoy the high life.

But if you don't have money, it might be worse than the cockroaches in the sewer. Along the way, Star Lord saw many children, most of them were wearing dirty and tattered clothes, their faces were pale and bloodless. Malnutrition looks like.

"Poverty cannot be avoided no matter where you are."

Star Lord looked at these children who were squatting in dark corners, and couldn't help sighing with emotion. a sound.

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

I can help one person, but not so many people.

This is just that's all in front of them, there will only be more of them where they can't see.

The whole group was inexplicably heavy, and followed Gamora into a casino.

"The buyer is here?" Star Lord asked, regaining his mood, "It wouldn't be a place like this to trade."

"No,

The status of the collector is very noble." Gamora shook the head and said: "And there are many enemies, so we have to wait for his representative here, and only after confirming the things can we take us to see him."

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

Rocket spread his hands and shook his head: "I don't care how powerful this guy is, I just want money, after the money is distributed, we will Then we can go our separate ways, and I hope that I will never meet you bastards again in the future."

"This should be said by me, bastard raccoon!" Star Lord curl one's lip, this raccoon because he wanted to see others alone The legs jumped, so he bought a useless prosthesis for 40,000 yuan in vain, and his personality was simply extremely bad.

Only Drax didn't seem very happy.

Although the brain circuit is relatively straightforward, he knows that if it is just a Gamora, its weight is not enough to make the famous Ronan the Accuser in the Kree Empire heart, so Orb is an indispensable thing.

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

Tell Ronan the coordinates here, and reiterate what he wants, Orb and Gamora are here.

Drax, who had done all this quietly, returned to the gaming table, quietly waiting for the enemy to arrive.

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

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Star Lord and the others looked at each other, thinking that what was supposed to come had finally arrived.

Strongly pressing the excitement of getting rich, Star Lord gave them a careful look, and then took the lead behind the alien maid and walked into a special elevator in the casino.

When they got out of the elevator and entered Collector's private property, they were shocked by what they saw.

I saw one after another living creature, locked in a transparent glass showcase, as small as some fingernails, as big as some kind of ferocious creature, and even the remains of extinct creatures in the universe, lost The treasures of civilization and so on, the list goes on.

"This...is simply a museum of the universe!"

Even Star Lord, who grew up in the Ravagers mercenary group, expressed his sincerity to these things in front of him compliment.

"Hehe, someone does call the master's collection that way." The alien maid said dignifiedly: "These collections collected by the master, even if they are placed in the entire universe, are considered one of the very best. It's a treasure, and it's hard for outsiders to see each other."

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

"Several distinguished guests, please allow me to introduce you."

The maid stopped, turned around and made an elegant gesture, bowed her head and said, "Taneleer Tivan, The Collector."

The Star Lord and the others looked at the man behind the maid, in a very expensive fuzz coat, snow-white hair curled back like a perm The comb is quite trendy, and the lips that seem to be cracked from the middle.

After hearing the introduction, Collector lowered his head lazily and looked at several people from the edge of his sunglasses, his demeanor and actions were indescribably arrogant.

"It's an honor to meet you, Ms. Gamora."

The Collector walked over slowly, took the back of Gamora's hand, kissed and said, "Finally see the deity, I've heard of your deeds."

"Save it, Tivan."

Gamora withdrew his hand expressionlessly and said neatly: "We have you Can you start trading the things you want as soon as possible?"

However, Collector ignored her and instead turned his attention to Treeman Groot, a bright glow appeared in the dead fish's eyes, and his tone was full of surprise: "So...what's that thing?"

"Hey, old white hair, you better show me some respect!" Rockets dislike people using them as 'things' , said angrily: "It's not something, it's called Groot, it's my friend!"

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

Collector The corners of her lips curled up, and she walked over coquettishly: "Although Flora Colossus really cherishes it very much, it can arouse my desire to collect, but what really makes me care...is the two on your friend's back. Take the weapon."

"Flora Colossus?" Rocket noted the Collector's words, pointing out Groot's racial origin.

"Yeah, the race on Planet X." Collector came to the back of Groot, leaned over and stared at the two blades carefully, and explained: "But as far as I know, this race has been extinct, because too much Because of violence and war, your friends look different and seem to be very special."

"No wonder no one knows, it turned out to be extinct." Rocket sighed a little, and then he remembered something. , asked curiously: "Wait, you mean, in your eyes, those two blades are more special and rare than Groot...?"

Several people present , with the exception of Drax, who are basically no fools.

Collector, who can make collectors addicted to collectibles, doesn't care about a descendant of an extinct race, but shows great interest in two ordinary weapons, which means that two blades. ......more precious than Groot!

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

The Collector looked at Groot reluctantly, and said, "I can pay more. I'll give you one billion to buy these two blades, I don't know what you think."

One... one billion?

several people stared wide-eyed, heart almost stopped beating.

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