The black market, a term that has been interpreted differently in different civilizations, but in general, has always been associated with bad underground trading places, but in the Andromeda galaxy of the Southern Galaxy, the term has been given a special meaning.

It deserves to be a planet that has been destroyed in a time that no one knows.

To be precise, a part of a prehistoric creature, a giant head floating in the galaxy, a long, long time ago, long before the birth of civilization in this star field, it was equipped with advanced engines and life-sustaining devices, and it slowly moved along a dying rampage like a city suspended in the galaxy.

It is said to belong to the former cosmic gods.

No one knows who set up the black market, but all those with treasures will choose to trade here, because this is the safest, even the Kree people, who have always been rampant, do not dare to shoot the starship close here, this is like an open exchange, absolute fairness, absolute freedom, of course, absolutely no order.

In other words, chaos is the only order here.

"Buzz"

5 assault ships all painted with black backgrounds and bright red devil logos slowly docked in the starport on the black market, without attracting anyone's attention, it is very lively here, as far as the eye can see, you can hardly see two identical guys, there are almost the scum of the entire galaxy here, there are people of all races, and some notorious criminals will also choose to set up camp here and do some small business to spend the rest of their lives.

"Click"

The doors of the five starships opened at the same time, and the old pirates of the Yongdu Pirate Regiment stepped out of the hatch, not the same as they used to be, and now they all changed into uniform uniforms found from Shandar's arsenal, and the dark blue clothes looked very majestic, of course, the symbol of the star has been replaced with the symbol of the bloody devil, and the original free and loose temperament has also become fierce after being forcibly infused with the demon's soul.

The most important thing is that under the harsh requirements of the Sim Demon King with some obsessive-compulsive disorder, after the battle of Shandar, these rangers scattered bravely, more or less have a military temperament, they stood outside the star harbor together, separated the two sides, and cleared a way for the upcoming big man, this kind of behavior is not common in the black market, so some good people stopped, planning to see which planet's royal family or dignitaries came.

However, the moment Cyber stepped out of the starship, everyone was disappointed.

I want to say here that although the growth of all things in the universe is different, due to some mysterious forces, more than 70% of the creatures in the entire universe are humanoid templates, but there are slight differences in physiology, just like Yongdu, in addition to the associated machinery, he and ordinary earthlings, there is only a difference in blue skin, although the difference in internal organs, as high as an astonishing 90%, but at least in appearance, it is completely consistent.

Seeing that Cyber, who was only 2 meters tall, slender and thin, and not handsome or ugly, was the leader of this group of people who didn't look easy to mess with, the onlookers made a noise, but behind Cyber, when Drax the Destroyer, who was wearing heavy armor and carrying a black war hammer, appeared, it caused everyone to exclaim.

Drax's height had reached more than 3 meters, and after receiving the soul from a high-level lord of the Berserk Warlord, his body swelled again, looking like a little giant, plus he couldn't control the demonic power in his body well, which caused the surface of his black armor to burn dark green flames all the time, coupled with the hideous and good-looking war scepter behind him, he was an invincible brave warrior at a glance.

"I dare to say, this little white face must be a chick who has never seen the world, and he hired a group of people to support him!"

Several drunken centaurs on the side of the street were swearing and discussing, and one of them, the tallest and most drunk, stood up with a snort, took a sip of his wine, and walked over to Cyber, rolling up his sleeves as he went.

"Then let me teach him what the rules of the black market are! Here, money is useless!"

Seeing that the centaur drunk was about to approach the boss, an old pirate immediately stepped forward to stop him, but this tall centaur was not easy to mess with, without changing his body, this old pirate actually couldn't stop this drunk, just at the moment when he rushed towards Cyber like crazy, Drax behind Cyber pulled out his war hammer with a snort, and the raging flames burning on his body were like a volcanic eruption at this moment.

"Offend the Overlord!

The momentum of this hammer made the surrounding salted fish who watched the excitement take a step back, just the roaring sound wave was really amazing, shaking people's ears, and the unbearable scorching, even if it was more than ten meters away, it could make people feel that their hair was about to burn, and the centaur drunk was so frightened that he sobered up at this moment, he hurriedly retreated, but no matter how fast he couldn't catch up with the speed of the war hammer falling.

Some cowards even closed their eyes in horror at this moment, not daring to look at what was next, and the centaur was shrouded by the momentum of the roaring berserker demon lord in Drax's body, as if he had seen death coming, and he lay on the ground with his whole body paralyzed, unable to even dodge, and could only watch death come.

But after a few seconds, the cowards open their eyes, only to find that the imaginary flesh and blood are not there.

The little white face who was only 2 meters tall stood in front of the burning volcano-like Drax, he just stretched out his hand, and easily held up the war hammer smashed down by the Destroyer, Cyber didn't pay attention to the exclamations of the people around him, he didn't shoot to leave a "memorable" appearance, he wouldn't do such a boring thing at all.

He didn't look at the centaur who had escaped death at his feet, he just whispered:

"Don't indulge in power, don't be controlled by power, learn to control it, let it work for you... Your weapons, from now on, can only be used to challenge the strong, not to destroy the weak, the hypocrisy brought about by bullying will only make you arrogant and weak!"

"Remember?"

"Whew..."

Drax took a deep breath, nodded heavily, and turned the warhammer back behind him, he no longer paid attention to the cheers of the salted fish on the periphery because of him, instead, he began to work hard to restrain his mind, and began to suppress the spirit of the Berserker Demon Lord who still did not give in in his heart, which was difficult for Drax, who was used to acting roughly, but only by feeling the difficult things would he become stronger.

What's the point of doing something that already feels easy?

Ten minutes later, an ugly-looking Quill returned to Cyber's side, where Overlord was sitting in a fairly clean tavern drinking wine, and Drax was sitting cross-legged beside him, struggling to perform his fourth meditation.

"Bad news, Mr. Cyber. ”

Quill was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he glanced at Cyber's face, who closed his eyes slightly, and whispered:

"Say!"

"Gamora hasn't been to the black market... The others searched the city, but found nothing. ”

After Star-Lord finished speaking, he hurriedly explained: "I swear, I didn't lie to you what I said before, we did make an appointment to meet at the black market after leaving the Chien Prison, Gamora swore that she had an agreement with the collector, she would give the cosmic spirit orb to the collector, and the latter would give her freedom, I confirmed the news from the collector's servant... Gamora must have had an accident on the way. ”

"Huh?"

Cyber frowned, and he turned to look at Quill:

"Then why can't she be deceiving you?"

"Because as long as she has a little brain, she won't dare to do anything to deceive the collectors!"

Quill explained to Cyber:

"Everyone in our line of work knows that in this star field, it doesn't matter if you offend the Kree or the Nova Legion, but you can't offend the collector, this guy is ruthless and has mysterious powers, anyone who has deceived him is dead, even the three accusers of the Kree... Gamora didn't dare to do that, even if the mad Titan Sanos backed her up, she wouldn't take the risk. ”

Quill said confidently:

"The Collector may not be a match for the Mad Titans, but it couldn't have been easier to kill Gamora, and... And..."

Star-Lord pursed his lips and lowered his voice:

"My instincts told me I should trust Gamora. ”

"Your intuition also told you that you don't need to return the Cosmic Spirit Orb to me, but use it to sell it for money..."

Cyber told a joke that wasn't funny, but he didn't have much anger on his face, and the process of seeing Drax and guiding Drax was actually the process of Cyber grooming himself, because the situation he faced was, in a sense, very similar to Drax... He taught Drax not to wallow in pain and impotent anger, and that he had to do it himself first.

It's a mood lift... It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Cyber won't miss it.

Of course, this does not mean that he will be indifferent to failure.

He put down the glass in his hand, looked at Quill, and whispered:

"You see, Quill, my compatriot, I don't want to threaten you like a thug that if you can't find it, I'll start killing, but listen to me, there's really not much left for you to try... I'll give you another 48 hours, and this is the last time for the sake of you and me with the same blood..."

"24 hours!"

Quill took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Within 24 hours, I will definitely find Gamora, but if something happens to her, it means that the cosmic spirit ball is probably not in her hands, and there is really nothing I can do about that ball, you know." ”

"Yes, you can. ”

Cyber waved his hand to signal that he could leave, and he whispered:

"Go ahead. Don't put pressure on yourself, just do your best... I'll be here for you for 24 hours, and this time bring me news of victory, lad. ”

Quill hurried away, while Cyber drank for ten minutes, and after Drax had finished meditating, he threw a few pieces of precious metal to his boss and turned away with his new disciple, and he made his way along the widest road of the black market, aiming at the shop at the end of the street.

The mysterious collector's shop.

After hearing his legend, Cyber was really, really interested in this man, and his instinct told him that in this person's hands, he was likely to get the news of how to get rid of the phoenix completely.

"Ding Dong"

The very old-fashioned sound of the door opening, even with a hint of earthly taste, made Cyber feel a little nostalgic, he left Drax to guard the door, and pushed the door into it, and what he saw was a very chaotic scene, a dozen large glass cabinets placed on both sides of the aisle, all of which were things that Cyber had never seen before, most of them were dead or dying corpses, and there were some strange things.

For example, a large green cocoon, carefully stored in a glass case, looks like a cocoon woven by some kind of creature, and there is a strong breath of life in it.

Cyber paused in front of the cocoon for a moment, and was about to leave when a magnetic voice came:

"Do you like it? One of my proudest collections is said to be the birthplace of the future Supreme One of the universes, but frankly, I've had it for hundreds of years, and I don't see it ever break out of its cocoon, and I seriously suspect that the guy who sold me this thing in the first place lied to me..."

Cyber turned around and saw a figure with a cane, wearing a black and white fluffy robe lined with elaborate workmanship, which in Cyber's imagination should have been the image of an out-of-this-world figure, but this guy had a very postmodern black cockscomb, his hair stood straight upwards as if it were out of gravity, and his face had a strange beard and heavy eyeshadow.

In short, the first impression of the mysterious collector, Tanlia Tivan, was not good... It's like a senior old otaku who has lived in the universe for tens of thousands of years, has quirky hobbies, and has bad tastes.