Superman

After twisting the necks of a few space pirates with bare hands, this group of people was as docile as sheep, and nothing else happened again.

"Foola and I took the aircraft into the void, and the others stayed on the battleship."

Zod dropped the words and left the bridge.

Reaching the lower space, he sat in a small, dark spaceship.

There are other Kryptonian warriors suppressing and supervising the space pirates, and I believe there will be no trouble.

The aircraft slowed down slowly, entered the star port, and was about to stop at the dock.

Boom!

Violent vibration!

The aircraft that Zod was riding on was like a bouncy ball, spinning and being knocked out.

It's like halfway back into the garage, someone suddenly squeezed into the only parking space by force, and scratched a large piece of marks.

"General!"

The female commander, Fuola, raised her eyebrows with anger. Except for Superman who grew up on Earth, most of the Kryptonians were actually not very good-tempered.

Especially for the warrior gene template, they didn't agree with each other in a few words, so they did it directly.

"who are they?"

Zod's face sank, when did he receive such treatment.

"The battleship of the Cree! It may be a high-level military officer!"

After Foola came to the Marvel universe, she made up for the power of the universe for a period of time.

The space battleship had the flag of the Kree Empire on it, as well as a striking sign resembling a family crest.

General Krypton narrowed his eyes, but did not attack immediately.

Silently found another dock and docked the aircraft.

After paying enough fees, Zod quickly found the space battleship with the Kryptonian female commander.

"You just hit..."

The tall body of General Krypton stopped in front of the group of people.

"Tell him to get out of the way, out of the way."

Surrounded by the front and back, the tall blue-skinned male creature glanced at Zod lightly, and scolded.

Hearing the officer's order, two Kerry fighters with guns stepped forward, ready to drive away the idlers who appeared from nowhere.

"Tell me to go away?"

Zod can understand the lingua franca of this universe, and his inner anger rises rapidly.

Chapter 457 Zod: So you are Ronan the Accuser

"another beautiful day."

Collector Tanya Defan is staying in his "private museum".

With extremely satisfied eyes, he admired the rare collections collected with great effort.

"Who else can own more rare treasures than me?"

The face of the elder of the universe is full of a sense of accomplishment, like a Two-dimensional otaku looking at the limited edition figures all over the wall.

Sometimes happiness is as simple as that.

"Master, there is a person from Earth who claims to be introduced by Gao Tianzun, and hopes to buy a young and vibrant livable planet from the Difan Group."

The red-skinned maid cautiously walked into the private area of ​​the collector and said softly.

Around her, there are display cases one by one.

There are dead things and there are living things.

For example, a technological product derived from ancient civilizations, some species of life on the verge of extinction, and even a space dog wearing a space suit.

For Tanya Devan, his collection criteria are simple.

It's not just about the rareness of things, it's mainly about its own value and preservation time.

The elders of the universe have a long life, but the collector is even more different.

He once made a bet with the "death" of one of the five gods, and was lucky to become a loser.

The price of losing is that you can never step into the kingdom of death.

In other words, Tanya Defan has an "immortal body" in the conceptual sense.

In the foreseeable future, the collector may be the one who lives the longest among the elders of the universe.

Unless the multiverse is restarted, the concept of death is rewritten.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for Tanya Defan to die in a real sense.

It is precisely because of this that collectors' favorite collections.

It is something that can be preserved forever and will not be corrupted by time.

Like the Infinity Stone, it belongs to this column.

In the comics, Tanya Defan once thought about collecting the Avengers, throwing Captain America and Iron Man into the display cabinet, but it was unsuccessful.

There are also mutants and aliens, all of which are his goals.

"Gao Tianzun, Earthlings..."

Collector frowned.

The elders of the universe have lived for so long, and their feelings have long been indifferent.

They are only interested in their hobbies and have desires.

In other respects, I don't care.

"Could he be, what trouble did he cause me again!"

The collector thought about it for a while, and said to the maid, "Take that earthling to the reception room, and I'll meet you later."

Every time Gao Tianzun looks for him, nothing good happens.

Last time, the other party said that there was a lack of a champion fighter on Saka.

He had to make a bet with Tanya Defan, and finally snatched the horse-faced Bill.

It was a precious collection that he managed to acquire with great difficulty, a unique and powerful warrior who had undergone biochemical transformation.

There were gladiatorial contests in the nihilistic land, too, and the horse-faced bill would have been the collector's trump card.

It is used to fight against the guard captain of the Shia Empire, fighting swords.

"Okay, master."

The red-skinned maid nodded, and then said: "The warship of the Kree Empire has just entered the star port. The representative participating in this auction is Ronan the Accuser, the famous warlord."

"How could it be him!?"

The collector's brows were stretched and furrowed into a ball again, his face was a little depressed.

The land of ignorance is the territory of the Difan Group, and even the three major empires of the Milky Way have to give some face.

But Ronan, the accuser, is not only domineering, but also extremely arrogant, and a war madman.

And there is also a very strong racist plot, which discriminates against any life other than the pure-blood Kree.

It would be terrible if some Skrull or Shia passed by him and provoked this guy to kill.

After all, it's not like Ronan the accuser didn't do this kind of thing.

"Have you sent someone to meet you?"

The collector immediately forgot about meeting the people on Earth. He didn't want Ronan the Accuser to cause any trouble later and disrupt the progress of the auction house.

"No, no. I have contacted the warships of the Kree Empire before, but they refused the call. We don't know when Ronan the accuser will arrive in the land of nothingness."

The red-skinned maid lowered her head and replied with a trembling voice.

The collector was very annoyed, but at this time he didn't have the heart to punish others.

He quickly walked out of the huge room full of display cabinets, ready to contact the person in charge at Starport.

But before Tanya Defan did this, the communicator sent a message first.

"What? Someone got into a fight with Ronan the Accuser?"

The collector's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe it.

Who would have the guts to provoke that notorious dictatorial warlord?

……

……

Set the clock back to twenty minutes ago.

"Tell me to go away?"

Zod stared at the tall, blue-skinned male creature.

The other party looked like some kind of big shot, shouting and embracing, and the pomp was great.

And when General Krypton blocked the way, many soldiers raised their guns and aimed at their bodies in an instant.

Looking at their indifferent eyes, it seems that as long as the blue-skinned male creature gives an order, it will immediately shoot and kill the enemy without hesitation.

"It's really unreasonable enough."

Zod sneered and didn't move away.

He is also not very good-tempered, and only General Krypton has ever taught others to do things with his fists.

But this blue-skinned guy not only let the battleship smash his aircraft away, but also threatened himself with force!

"Inferior race..."

Zod clenched his fist and was about to teach the other party a lesson when he suddenly heard such a word.

The raging anger, like pouring a ladle of hot oil on it, boiled even more!

It has to be said that these Kree people are playing disco in a minefield.

You must know that in Zod's general gene template, he regards guarding Krypton as his greatest honor and mission.

In order to achieve his good wish of rebuilding his home planet, he even did not hesitate to work for Luke and sell his freedom.

But someone actually insulted Kryptonians as an inferior race in front of him.

To use an inappropriate analogy, this is like going to the black ghetto and yelling "Neko" three times.

What will happen next, I don't think there is much to say.

Burning with anger, Zod was too lazy to talk nonsense.

Opening the palm directly, he squeezed it suddenly, and the energy gun that was pressed against his chest was crushed into scrap iron by him.

Then, his right hand grabbed the Kerry soldier's neck and twisted it outward.

Click!

The fragile neck bone was directly broken.

Even the physique of the Cree is much tougher than that of other races.

It can even accommodate multiple copies of organs and is immune to a certain degree of radiation damage.

But in the hands of the Kryptonians, he is still like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without the ability to resist.

The pitch-black cloak was raised high, and Zod rushed into the team of Kree fighters at a speed far exceeding the dynamic vision of the Kree fighters.

The fist was like a hammer, making a dull sound.

It can be said that you will die if you rub it, and you will be injured if you touch it.

In a few breaths, all the haughty Kerry fighters took their bags and left.