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[Frog] Chapter 298: The Collector, Taneleer Tivan
🕑 Added 2025-01-19 12:46:20 +0000 UTCWithin Knowhere, a thin layer of mist hovered in the air, shrouding a massive gate. The colorful nebulae in the night sky radiated brilliant light, leaving Alan and his companions in awe of the universe’s magnificence.
They parked their ship outside the gate, disembarked, and stepped into the alien terrain.
Inside Taneleer Tivan’s hall, countless items were piled up like mountains. These collections, gathered from every corner of the universe, were treasures of such value that they could drive any Ravager to madness. Yondu’s warning about the dangers of this place stemmed from Tivan’s extreme vigilance toward Ravagers.
The moment their feet touched the ground, red and blue lasers shot out toward them.
"Get down!" Alan roared. The group hit the ground as the lasers sliced through the air above them, powerful enough to cut through anything in their path.
A voice echoed from all directions.
"Oh, it’s been a long time since I’ve had visitors. Who are you? I detect a Ravager among you, and I despise Ravagers."
Quill’s body suddenly jerked upward as if seized by invisible hands. Struggling, he shouted, "Calm down! Calm down! I’m not here to steal your stuff!"
"Really? Then what are you doing here? Ravagers don’t come bearing gifts."
Suddenly, a figure appeared before them. The Collector, with his snow-white hair and dark sunglasses, examined the group. Though he looked like an elder, his appearance was that of a middle-aged man. His long years of solitude had twisted his personality, making him distrustful of everyone.
Alan stepped forward and spoke, "Collector, we’re here looking for someone. Her name is Jane Foster."
The Collector’s face darkened as he turned away.
"There’s no one here by that name."
Noticing the Collector’s unwillingness to admit anything, Alan added, "Her body contains the Aether Particle."
The Collector’s gaze snapped back to Alan, locking eyes with him. Then, with a sudden wave of his hand, hidden traps were triggered throughout the hall. The Guardians of the Galaxy scattered to avoid the incoming attacks. Alan raised his Aurora Shield and charged toward the Collector.
Sensing the danger, the Collector turned to flee, but he couldn’t outrun Alan in his Emperor Armor.
"Stop! Tell me where Jane is!"
Alan pressed the blade of the Aurora Sword against the Collector’s neck, pinning him firmly to the ground.
Surprisingly, the Collector showed no fear. Instead, he chuckled.
"Oh, you know you can’t kill me. I’m immortal."
"Is that so?" Alan smirked. "You made a bet with Hela, and she forbade you from ever entering the Realm of Death. That’s the only reason you’re still alive. But things have changed—I know Hela."
The Collector’s face turned pale, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He had lived countless years, and despite his immortality, he feared death.
"Why should I believe you?" Taneleer asked.
Alan stood, extending his right hand. The Green Lantern ring manifested a glowing rope, which he used to bind the Collector tightly.
"You don’t have to believe me. But if you refuse, I’ll take your entire collection with me. After all, we have a Ravager with us. What do you think will happen when Yondu learns about your treasures? Do you think he’ll bring his crew here?"
"You devil!" The Collector’s expression twisted with fear. Alan’s words sent a chill down his spine. If his collection were truly plundered by Ravagers, he might very well die of sheer rage on the spot.
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