Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto

Starting Marvel with a Zanpakuto Chapter 795

Ronan the Accuser has left.

For Collector's sake, he let Drax go.

trivial A trash who doesn't know the immensity of Heaven and Earth is not worth offending the deadly Collector in the universe, after all, this old bastard has lived for so many years, no one wants to mess with such a mysterious guy.

And, Collector's words made him very concerned.

The treasure that the Mad Titan craves should never be as simple as it seems.

After watching Ronan the Accuser leave, Collector's calm face turned up slightly, revealing a slightly ironic arc.

The seeds of doubt have been planted, and now it's time to wait for the flowers to bear fruit.

In the character of Ronan the Accuser, the Orb is bound to open.

When the time comes, he will naturally know what kind of surprise this gem full of power of destruction can bring him.

You know, the Kree and the Xandarians have a feud.

The two races have been at war for thousands of years until nearly several decades before they were stopped and signed a peace treaty.

But the problem is that Ronan, as the Supreme Accuser, his parents have all died at the hands of Xandarians, and he himself is a cruel warlord who believes in the ancient Kree laws, killing and spreading terror as punishment.

What would such a person do immediately if he suddenly gained great power?

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

As an old enemy, Xandarians naturally bear the brunt, and will definitely be listed as the primary target of destruction by Ronan.

"Then, it's up to you."

Collector's eyes were gloomy and cold, rubbing the duck in his arms: "The things I can manipulate are limited to this. I'm done."

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

also one thing, he wants to wait for the damn raccoon to come over, and quickly hand over the two hot potatoes to him.

As for Drax, it has become a salted fish that has lost its 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 didn't expect to wait for his result, but was slapped loudly by reality fiercely.

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

The huge gap made him feel deeply desperate.

Ronan the Accuser was not serious from the beginning to the end, as casual as playing with children, but he has exhausted his full strength, even if he is burned to ashes by the flame of anger, he cannot stay on Ronan. Even one wound.

Until a moment later.

The rocket covered in dirt is back, looking downcast.

Seeing Drax sitting beside the ruins in a daze, Rocket rushed forward angrily and asked him loudly: "If not you idiot, you have to fight Ronan, this will not happen! "

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

Drax didn't refute it, losing the rays of light in his eyes, and said to himself: "All the The anger, all the resentment, is to cover up my pain, I just want... revenge for them."

"None of my business?"

Rocket glared at him, taunted loudly: "Who hasn't died? Did you look around here? How many people died because of you? What's the difference between you and Ronan? Just because you're alive,

You can tell everyone, God, I lost my wife and child, I'm miserable, right?!"

Drax's eyes jumped, he wanted to refute it with anger, but he looked up and saw the dilapidated ruins all around , Countless people were crying and screaming, one family after another was broken, and all of this was because of him, the disaster caused by his own selfishness.

For a split second, Drax's spine twitched and he was speechless.

He has the right to be angry, 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 death!" Rocket scolded angrily, looking at the lost Drax, the anger in his chest had nowhere to vent, Gradually subsided and disappeared.

Drax bowed his head in dejection. He was the culprit behind it all.

"We should go, Groot."

Rocket looked the head disappointed, turned to Groot and shouted, "Ronan got the gem, the only thing we can do now is , is to quickly 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 , holding a duck and said with a big smile: "Ronan gets the Power Stone, when the time comes, it's not just a Xandar that will be destroyed, the entire universe is impossible."

"That's better than immediately. It's much better to die, and mind your own business!" Rocket sneered, too lazy to talk to the bastard, and continued to Groot: "Quil, that idiot, was taken away by the Ravagers voluntarily, let's hurry up and run away, so as not to be affected by Ronan. "

"Hehe, you can't run away."

The Collector stroked the duck with one hand, and his eyes seemed inexplicable, indifferently said: "The person who pursues gems is not only Ronan, but also that Crazy Titan, if you don't want the unfathomable mystery of dying later, you have to go and recapture the Power Stone."

Rocket's eyes hesitated.

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

"Save them? What can we do to save them?" Rocket asked reluctantly.

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

"I know they're our only friends, but they're in the Ravagers army now, and there's only two of us!" Rocket dodged his eyes, trying to excuse himself with excuses.

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

"fuck! A bunch of idiots! They're all idiots!"

The rocket is about to go crazy , pulled the hair off his head: "I swear this is the last time!"

"I am Groot..."

Groot smiled softly , it knows that the rocket will not give up friends.

Because they're all lonely beings, that's why I take a relationship more seriously, it and it... all.

"Wait, you also didn't take a thing."

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

Rocket turned around suspiciously, but saw Collector raised his hand, pointed to the ruins of the collection, indifferently said: "You'd better take those two blades away, I don't want my collection. There is one more dangerous item that can explode at any time."

"...Giving it to you."

The corner of Rocket's eyes twitched, and he didn't look back. It's going to slip away, it doesn't want to take those two blades with it.

"Are you sure, don't bring them?"

Collector faintly smiled and said: "That person gave you the things for safekeeping, what would happen if you didn't return them back? What about the consequences?"

"!!!"

hearing this, Rocket's back was shocked, and he stopped in place and remained silent.

"Hey, someone who can suppress the Power Stone with one finger feels terrifying." Collector, adhering to the idea of watching the excitement, deliberately said in a fearful tone: "Such a terrifying The character...Ronan shouldn't dare to mess with it?"

Groot: "I'm...Groot. (He's right, we'll be hacked) "

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

The Collector smiled silently, stroking the duck in his arms.

After staring at the rocket and the others leaving, he slowly let out a breath, turned and walked into the ruined collection, looking at the mess, said with a smile: "The chaos It's like this, I'm so busy now, I've lost so many collections, I'll have to ask him to get it back next time I see you."

Out of the corner of his eyes, the Collector suddenly caught a glimpse of the deep ruins. workbench with a blurry silhouette sitting there.

"Who are you?!"

The Collector frowned, thinking it was a scavenger or a thief outside, so he strode over and scolded loudly: "You can't come here. Get out of here!"

However, when he got closer and saw the silhouette clearly, the Collector suddenly froze in place.

It was a tall and thin man, his face seemed to be shrouded in mist, and his face could not be seen. He wore a golden double crown with natural Blink and rays of light on his head. Jeweled black robe.

Noble and atmospheric, like the king who rules the world.

The man's eyes lit up with a smile, and his lips parted slightly: "Can you tell me...Twin Flowers news?"

"!!! ”

Collector's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gripped the duck in his arms tightly.