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Chapter 132 Wormir's Dilapidated Map

In the huge manor, the atmosphere fell into silence after the appearance of Hela.

"Damn it!"

Finally, it was the embarrassment that followed Ego's angrily scolding in the video.

"You are Odin's daughter, Hela?"

The collector waved his hand and pretended that nothing happened and rolled the chip into his pocket, which opened the topic again.

"Your father mentioned you to me."

"My father has also mentioned you to me." Hela shrugged and responded.

In broad daylight, the world is bright and bright. Two big men actually gathered together to watch the thing. Hela really never thought that a collector, a cosmic god, had such a unique hobby.

Have you lived for too long, is psychopathic?

Thinking of his father Odin’s introduction to collectors—the life that has existed since the birth of the universe, Hela immediately understood it.

"Odin really should have upgraded your Asgard transportation system."

Perhaps because he felt that Hela's eyes were a little suspicious, the collector immediately changed the subject.

Although the gods are solemn, they still have their limits.

Unless it doesn't make a horse anymore.

"Maybe." The collector took the initiative to change the topic. Naturally, Hela would not keep holding on without eyes, and turned around and took out the card given to him by his father before leaving and handed it to the collector.

"Come with me, of course, Robin, you come together, this matter has something to do with you."

The collector who took the card gently stroked the raised bottom with his index finger. After feeling Odin's energy fluctuation, he smiled and put away the card in his hand, stepped on the new toy under his feet and turned around to walk into the manor.

Seeing that the slave who had a guest had put away his uneasy thoughts, he bowed respectfully to the three of them and then stepped back.

"What's the situation in the Nine Realms now?"

Walking into the manor, I opened the door of the storage room, and countless collections that were dazzling enough to catch up with Haila's eyes.

These are all treasures collected by collectors during the years they have been staying in Gafaxing. Each one is worthless.

"I heard before that Malekis, who has mastered the etheric particles, has been resurrected. Odin should not have a good time now."

Recalling the energetic Odin when he was young, the collector couldn't help but tilt the corners of his mouth.

That period of time really made him feel the long-lost happiness, but unfortunately Odin was still a man who had a family business to inherit.

"He's dead."

"What did you say?" The collector paused, with a little surprise in his voice.

"Odin killed?"

"No, it's Thanos."

Hela shook her head, and when she mentioned Thanos's name, she was the blonde figure that appeared in her mind.

Thanos's sword flashed, and Malekis's head fell to the ground.

Since then, his sinful life has ended.

But before Thanos, the man who claimed to have surpassed the Saiyans left the deepest impression on Hela.

"Is that survivor of the Titan?"

"It's indeed a strong guy." The collector's figure stopped at the counter where a collection was placed.

"However, this made me understand why Odin wanted this thing."

A broken map was handed to Hela by the collector.

"It seems that he should have felt the pressure."

Hela took the map, looked left and right, and couldn't see any name.

She couldn't understand why her father Odin attached so much importance to this broken map, and even sent her to such a faraway place to pick it up in person on the eve of the decisive battle with the Frost Giant.

"Womir?"

“Where is this place?”

The end point marked on the map is a planet that Hela has never heard of.

"It is an extremely desolate place, but there is a force that Odin needs very much now."

After handing over the broken old map to Hela, the collector then walked slowly to the other side of the storage room with his hands behind him while stepping on the new toy floating in the air.

"Father, what strength is needed so much now?"

Hela is puzzled.

Her father Odin is now the number one person in the Nine Realms. After Malekis's death, Raophie from Jotunheim alone was not enough to resist Asgard's conquest.

In this case, what else is needed?

"Have you heard of Infinity Stones?"

Suddenly, the collector suddenly turned around and looked directly at Hela.

"What?" Hela frowned.

She heard that Beckett said that it seemed that the etheric particles in Malekis's hand were the legendary gem of reality.

"That is one of the forces that existed since the beginning of this universe, and the power that exists on the planet Womier is one of the six Infinity Stones."

“It represents, the soul.”

【soul?】

As a god warrior who awakened the divine nature of death, the first time he heard this word, Hela thought of his special abilities.

"Although I don't know what Odin is going to do to take this map from me suddenly, since I have taken my collection, you have to pay something that I am very interested in."

Take Haila to the experimental site on the other side of the storage room.

"This is…………"

Blue fluorescence flows in dense pipes, and at the end of these pipes is a floating glass bottle.

And in this glass bottle, there is a budding flower.

"Let this magnificent collection be completely formed and you can take that map away." The collector bent over and leaned over to the glass bottle, saying.

"What's this?"

Hela asked in a voice that he had no idea what this thing was.

"Robin."

The collector snapped his fingers and pointed at the man who had been following him silently.

"That's the flower of life."

Robin, who clamped his helmet around his waist, had a calm and powerful voice.

"The flower of life that takes stardust as mud, nourishes in the Milky Way, and once formed, it will never wither and will always bloom in the quiet universe."

There is another sentence that Robin didn't say.

That is, the effect of this flower nourishing life is completely insignificant for collectors. The reason why he is willing to spend 30 million years to cultivate this flower in Gafa was because the moment the flower bloomed was very beautiful.

Yes, collectors are so boring.

Of course, it can also be said that this is a pursuit, a pursuit full of style.

"What do I do?"

Hela didn't understand it very much because she had never heard of this thing.

"Kill this man, find his body, and take away his star core."

The collector raised the chip in his hand, and Ego, dressed in his clothes, appeared at the beginning of the video.

"This is the fastest way right now."

"who is he?"

Hela frowned and watched the man in the video dance with a woman in the manor.

In order to maintain the image of his elders, the collector pressed the pause, and the video screen was frozen at the moment when the man raised his eyebrows confidently.
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