The collector looked up.

His gaze was calm, but the gaze he looked at Ebony Throat as if he were looking at a dead man.

"For the first time, I forgive you for offending me."

"And I've changed my mind."

"Go back and tell your master, and let him come in person next time, for I'm afraid I won't be able to control my own hands and will be tempted to kill you three fools."

The collection folds its legs and leans against the back of the chair.

"Killing collectors, it's not my rules."

"I hate tasteless things and practices."

"Alright, you can get out!"

"Boom!"

The Deathblade General sneered, "Give us the aether particles, and we'll turn around and leave." ”

He looked at a transparent container placed on a high place and said, inside the container, there was a mass of smoke and mist.

It was the aether particle that Odin sent here.

"If you don't agree, then we'll have to take matters into our own hands!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body moved violently, and his whole body appeared at the collector's side as if teleporting, and the narrow blade rested on the latter's neck.

"Ebony Throat, take it off for me!"

"As you wish, General!"

Ebony Throat's body floated up, his fingers flicking slightly, and the transparent container on the high platform floated down automatically.

"It's here."

The Dead Blade General leaned forward with the blade in his hand, "I can kill you with just a light touch." ”

"Want to try it?"

He said the same thing as Ebony Throat had just said.

"What are you doing?"

The collector's voice suddenly came from a distance, and the scene in front of him suddenly shattered, and he suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that his blade was attached to the neck of the supergiant.

Nothing is known about supergiants.

Ebony Throat lowered his head, and only then did he realize that what he was holding in his hand was not a transparent container at all, but a half-black tentacle like a snake, and the tip of the tentacle actually drilled into his body along his palm!

Stab half of his arm to the ground!

"What's going on?"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The collector flipped open his palm, and a mass of quicksand-like material hovered in his hand.

With a slight force, all the red particles came together to form a gem.

"Reality Gem."

The collector sneered, "There are always fools who think they can get treasures from me at no cost. ”

"Looks like your master is just as stupid as you are!"

He stretched out his hand, and the invisible force slapped on the Deathblade General and Superstar, "Go back to your master, and let him bring something good to me!" ”

His gaze flickered to Ebony Throat, "As for you......"

"I happen to be short of a porter here, so you can stay with me!"

"No!"

Ebony Throat roared, but before he could make any effort, he found himself in a pile like mud, and then watched as the two Dead Blade Generals disappeared into thin air.

"What did you do? What have you done to me? ”

Ebony Throat shouted.

"Lord Thanos won't let you go......"

The sound faded into obscurity as his entire head melted into his body.

"Shh

"Be quiet."

The collector stood up from the high platform, "There's a new guest coming. ”

"Oh...... Saul, son of Odin?"

On the other side, as soon as they teleported to the Void, the Mowson and his wife felt that the scenery in front of them had changed dramatically, and when they came back to their senses, they found that they had appeared in a hall full of treasures.

Mo Sen frowned, just now, he felt a special spatial fluctuation.

"Welcome, two guests."

The collector stood up.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Uh......"

Thor burped.

"Hey, I was here last time."

Thor walked over to the collector, "I put the aether particle here for you, where is it?"

"Give it back to me."

"Why is everyone looking for realistic gems?" The collector muttered under his breath.

He opened his hand, and a red gem floated in the palm of his hand.

"Aether particles, real gems, like fakes."

A strange fluctuation was transmitted, and as the owner of the space gem, Mo Sen could easily distinguish that the stone in front of him and the one on the back of his hand came from the same origin.

The palms of the hands were closed, and the Reality Baoshi disappeared into thin air.

"Done."

The collector smiled, "Now you can get the items you want to exchange, and if you can satisfy me, I'll agree to the exchange." ”

"Swap?"

Thor was stunned.

"I put this thing here with you, and now I'm going to get it back, and you still want me to take something and exchange it with you?!"

The voice grew louder, and there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning in Thor's eyes.

"It's the rule."

The collector spread his hands, "We were all very satisfied with the last exchange. ”

"Except for the soul gem, this is the only cosmic primordial stone that I haven't handled, and I'm very curious, so I agreed to your father's quid pro quo!"

"I got the Reality Gem, and he took what he wanted."

"The deal is closed."

The collector looked at Thor, "If you want to retrieve this gem now, go find enough treasure to impress me!" ”

"As long as the conditions of the exchange are met, I will give you this stone."

"Father?"

Hearing the collector mention Odin, Solton suddenly came to his senses, he shook his head, and his super physique came into play, instantly getting rid of the influence of alcohol.

"You're saying that my father asked me to send aether particles last time in exchange for something from you?"

"What did he change here?"

Thor asked.

"Keeping every guest confidential is a rule I have to follow."

"I'm sorry, I can't answer your question."

The collector clapped his hands, "Now please take out the treasure you want to exchange." ”

"How can we be sure that you won't open your mouth and trade something far beyond the norm for the treasure we want?"

Mawson, who was standing not far away, suddenly spoke.

The collector shook his head, "It's impossible. ”

He waved his hand, and an illusory balance appeared in midair.

"Under the witness of the rules of the universe, no one can lie!"

Seeing the balance floating in mid-air, Mo Sen's face changed greatly, and what was transmitted from it was a pure origin energy!

"It's ......"

The collector smiled.

"It's no different from the thing on the back of your hand."

"What do I need to get in exchange for this gem?"

Mawson seemed to think of something, and his face became a little ugly.

"I've studied the Space Gem, and that thing doesn't appeal to me in any way."

He glanced at Thor, "As for you......"

"Forget it."

Finally, his eyes fell on Mawson.

"If I had to choose."

He held out his hand.

"That thing on your chest, barely up to my requirements."