The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

She said slowly:

“It used to be.”

Star-Lord keenly noticed the change in her tone.

"Once?"

Gamora looked up.

“I’ve had enough of him.”

Her voice was very low.

Yet it remained unusually resolute.

Thanos killed my family.

"It destroyed my world."

"Take me away."

"Then train me."

"Let me become his weapon."

“I kept telling myself that as long as I became strong enough, I could get rid of him.”

Gamora looked at her hands.

"But I later discovered..."

"No matter what I do."

“I am just a pawn in his game.”

Star-Lord stopped joking.

For the first time, he looked at the woman in front of him seriously.

Gamora continued:

"So I have to run away."

"This time."

"I will not go back."

Drax suddenly spoke up.

What is the connection between Thanos and Ronan?

"They made a deal."

Gamora answered.

"Ronan wants Sandale."

Thanos wants the Grim Reaper.

"Ronan helped Thanos obtain the Orb."

"The Thanos gang's Ronan destroyed Sundere."

Drax's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"so……"

"As long as we get the Spirit Orb."

"Ronan will appear?"

"Very likely."

Drax slowly stood up.

"Then I'll wait for him."

Star-Lord's furrowed brows.

"You're not really planning to take on Ronan by yourself, are you?"

Drax looked at him.

"I'm going to kill him."

“I didn’t say you can’t kill.”

Star-Lord shrugs.

"But at least I have to live to see him."

Just then.

Gamora suddenly looked at Star-Lord.

"You really don't know what the cosmic orb is?"

Star-Lord was taken aback.

"All I know is that it's valuable."

"Are you planning to sell it?"

"Of course."

Gamora remained silent for a moment.

Do you know who the collector is?

Star-Lord shook his head.

"who?"

"One of the most famous collectors in the universe."

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"He collects all sorts of rare items."

Gamora said:

"If you sell the Spirit Orb to him."

"It can be exchanged for at least four billion."

Star-Lord froze.

"How many?"

"Four billion."

Star-Lord slowly sat up straight.

"Where is the unit?"

Gamora said calmly:

"Universal universal currency".

Star-Lord remained silent.

The Rockets remained silent.

Two seconds later.

Star-Lord suddenly jumped out of bed.

"Four billion?!"

He gripped the cell railing with both hands.

Why didn't you say so sooner?!

The Rockets rolled their eyes.

What's the point of saying this now?

"it works."

Star-Lord's eyes lit up.

"We have to get out."

Drax said coldly:

"Then hand the Orb over to the collector?"

"That's right."

Star-Lord nodded.

"Got the money."

"Go find Ronan."

"I'll take my money."

"Everyone gets what they need."

Rockets suddenly laughed.

"You're right."

Star-Lord looked at him.

What are your plans?

Rocket shook the metal parts in his hand.

"Escape from prison."

Star-Lord was stunned.

"You've already made plans?"

"It started from the very first minute we came in."

Rocket pointed to the prison.

"The system here is complex."

"But it's not without its flaws."

"I have figured out the energy supply."

"We also know about the blind spots in the monitoring."

"They even know where the armory is."

Star-Lord's eyes lit up.

"so……"

The Rockets smiled.

There are five of us.

He looked at them one by one.

"you."

"she."

"I."

"he."

last.

Rocket looked at Drax.

"And this big one."

Drax said coldly:

"I don't need anyone's help."