The Collector? Salina was stunned for a moment. The Collector was a powerful being she had read about in the memory of the space pirate Salin.
In fact, it wasn't just his memory; the cosmic history books of Kamar-Taj and Asgard had detailed records of this person.
The Collector, Taneleer Tivan, is one of the Elders of the Universe. He looks like an ancient human but is actually an alien with powerful abilities.
He possesses the power of immortality, can travel through time and space, and foresee the future.
The Collector once lived with his wife and children on Cygnus X-1, contemplating life. His wife eventually grew tired of immortality and gave it up.
The Collector was heartbroken. After that, he felt he needed a hobby to maintain his sanity. So he began to collect interesting artifacts and life forms from all over the universe. His obsession with collecting eventually reached a new level, and he began collecting things he deemed rare or precious simply for the sake of it.
The Collector created a museum to house countless treasures he had collected. As a Cosmic Elder, no one knows how long the Collector has lived.
He is a brother of another Cosmic Elder, the Grandmaster, and knows many secrets of the universe. The two are both at the Heavenly Father level.
It is easy to imagine how much information a being who has lived for such a long time knows. Lisa's reminder made Salina and Basang realize that they should go directly to the Collector instead of looking for an intermediary to buy information.
"The Collector is in the Knowhere, at the edge of the Milky Way. If we want to get information from him, we will likely need a collection that can impress him," Salina nodded.
"Collections? The God King's treasury has quite a few," Lisa said without hesitation. The collections in the treasury were dazzling and astounding.
However, most of them were merely for display. There were not many that could actually be used. The treasury was originally established after God King Leon defeated Mephisto and obtained countless years of his collected spoils.
As the Lord of Hell who holds the name of Satan, Mephisto had collected many good things for countless years, and Leon was the one who benefited.
As for the treasury, the Gold Saints had the qualifications and authority to apply for certain spoils. "Then let's go," Salina said.
"As for you," she looked at Salin and the others with cold eyes, "you are not qualified to live."
As her voice fell, in the terrified and desperate eyes of Salin and all the space pirates, she stretched out her fingers. Dazzling golden light bloomed from her fingertips, swallowing everything in its path.
Several spaceships flew quietly toward the Milky Way, but their interiors seemed extremely empty. In a base in the suburbs of New York, on a training platform, two agile figures were fighting.
The two were wearing black tights and were as fast as female leopards. Their attack speed and strength were far greater than ordinary people.
Bang!
However, the swift attack did not last long, and one of them was knocked down. Barton lay on the stage, his face numb. He wanted to die. As a long-range shooter, why did he have to suffer such torture?
Just as he was having an existential crisis, a slender white hand appeared in front of him. Looking at Natasha Romanoff's smiling face, he reached out and angrily grabbed it. After Natasha Romanoff exerted force, he stood up.
"Yeah, Barton, you're great. You lasted longer than last time... thirteen seconds."
"Hahaha, Barton, we can all see your progress, don't be discouraged."
"Progress is a good thing, Barton, don't look so childish." Below the stage, Ghost, Psylocke, and several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were cheering for Barton. Barton, who was being mocked, almost jumped up and down.
Yes, Barton couldn't beat Natasha Romanoff, but who could? Who has ever seen a slender woman who can knock a car away with one punch, whose running speed can surpass the fastest sports car in the world, and whose jumping can reach 50 to 100 meters?
This kind of monstrous physical ability from Natasha Romanoff's "thin" body was completely inconsistent with human anatomy.
Barton felt that his bones were about to break just by punching her, and this was with Natasha Romanoff restraining her strength. If she had used her full power, he would have been knocked out with one punch. He was indignant.
Barton wanted to argue, but after thinking about it, he decided to shut up. It was the best way to do it. If he lost, he lost.
There was no point in arguing. If he continued to argue, he would be at a disadvantage and would probably be ridiculed by the crowd.
"Ignore them, Barton. They're just a bunch of tough guys. They don't even have the courage to fight me. You're a real warrior."
Natasha Romanoff, with a towel hanging around her neck, came over to "comfort" Barton. But the effect was not very good, making Barton even more withdrawn. Natasha Romanoff ignored him and turned to greet the cheers of her companions.
Natasha Romanoff laughed happily. After a long time of messing around, Natasha Romanoff, who was sweating from training and fighting, came to her room in the base and started to wash in the bathroom.
Her smooth and pale body was soaked by the hot water from the shower, letting the water slide down her body. She looked at her white hands, touched the smooth skin on her belly and shoulders, and a smile curved her lips.
She never thought she would become like this. The scars left over from countless missions in the Red Room were completely repaired.
Even the uterus she had removed in the Red Room was restored with Yelena's help.
Recalling the way she cried while holding Yelena, Natasha Romanoff blushed a little. But then she calmed down.
After all, no woman would remain indifferent at that moment. She was excited because she knew she had finally become a complete woman. She used to hate being controlled by the demon Dreykov and was afraid of the hellish place of the Red Room.
Finally, she met Barton. After several contacts and battles, the two formed a friendship. With Barton's help and encouragement, Natasha Romanoff finally mustered up the courage to escape from the Red Room.
The battle in Budapest destroyed the demon, and it was later revealed that the explosion did not kill Dreykov. But she didn't care. The demon was already dead.
It was said that he died at Melina's hands. Later, in her S.H.I.E.L.D. days, she still carried out missions. But it was more for redemption, or what she thought was redemption.
-She immersed herself in missions again and again. Even if it was life-or-death danger, she didn't care at all.
She just wanted to numb herself through these missions. But unexpectedly, a few years later, she met Yelena, just when she came into contact with the big green guy, the Hulk. Hulk's rampage made her and other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents face death directly.
At the moment of death, she forgot what she felt at that time, perhaps fear, or perhaps calmness.
But she never thought that Yelena would stand in front of her like a savior, blocking the Hulk's unparalleled explosive force.
The punch that hit her... that inhuman power. The visual contrast between Hulk and her petite body and slender hands, Natasha Romanoff still remembers it vividly.
The girl turned around and spoke cheerfully. Natasha Romanoff couldn't help but smile when she recalled the scene.
Her little sister had grown up and become incredibly strong. She had become a Saint Seiya, a Guard of God. The sisters were reunited. Yelena and Natasha Romanoff went to Madripoor and met Melina again. She was injected with a super gene serum, which made her physical fitness surpass the human limit.
Not only that, but Yelena felt that it was dangerous for Natasha Romanoff to perform tasks in S.H.I.E.L.D. and persuaded her to leave and join Madripoor.
She said that she would protect her and that she could just call her Boss Yelena in the future. That arrogant tone made her unable to help but give the other party a head flick. Then the little girl covered her head with an unbelievable look, as if to say, "You dared to flick my head? You are so brave."
She was very cute. Then Natasha Romanoff chose to stay at S.H.I.E.L.D., but Yelena and Melina were still worried about her. They left a power called the microcosm, or what she saw as divine power, in her body.
This power has been subtly transforming her, allowing her to gradually grow to this point. In the battle with the big guy Hulk, she was not even at a disadvantage for a short time.
With her explosive power, she can resist the power of the Hulk. She is definitely a top fighter among the Avengers. She also became the leader of the Avengers team. Well, there were only a few people in the team. Nick Fury was too bad.
He couldn't even find a few new people in all these years. But thinking about Nick Fury's headache, Natasha Romanoff knew that it was truly difficult to select suitable Avengers members.
The main thing was that they had to have enough strength to match the Avengers team. At the same time, they also needed to investigate and test whether the person's character was suitable. These two requirements would take a lot of time.
In addition, the Avengers now had the Hulk and Natasha Romanoff, two non-human monsters. The Avengers were not short of top combat power for the time being, so there was no hurry, just slow selection.
What's more, the Avengers and the X-Men had also formed an offensive and defensive alliance. After a long shower, Natasha Romanoff woke up from her memories.
She slowly closed the valve, wiped her body, put on a bath towel, poured herself a cup of coffee in the room, and sat quietly on the balcony, looking at the agents on the lawn below transporting goods, weapons, and equipment.
After taking a sip of coffee, her eyes narrowed, and the whole person looked a little lazy. The warm sunshine fell, making her lazy and drowsy.
Coffee, a refreshing thing, had no effect on her current digestive system. It was just a taste. Or it was a habit she developed during her missions. She didn't know how long it had been, and suddenly a mobile phone rang behind her.
The urgent sound made Natasha Romanoff put the coffee cup on the glass table next to her and walked to the bedside. She picked up the phone on the bedside table and answered it. "Natasha Romanoff."
"Fury." Natasha Romanoff was no longer calling Fury "director." The Avengers were now an independent organization, and Fury was no longer her boss, but more of an organization that assisted the Avengers.
In terms of rank, Natasha Romanoff was very high on the surface and did not need to use honorifics. Even if her rank was not high, with Natasha Romanoff's current strength, few people could bear her honorifics.
"A skeleton knight surrounded by flames was found in Texas and committed several cases."
"The people killed by him had very strange symptoms of death. There were no scars on the surface, but the people were dead."
"Do you have detailed information about the knight?" Natasha Romanoff listened to Fury's words quietly, and then spoke again.
"According to our investigation results, they have been sent to your mobile phone. It is up to you to decide whether to contact or arrest them." After Nick Fury finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
The independence of the Avengers prevented Nick Fury from issuing orders directly to the Avengers, and the two sides were in a cooperative relationship. Whether to accept the mission was up to the Avengers themselves.
Natasha Romanoff flipped through the data sent by Nick Fury and saw several pictures taken at night.
Although a little blurry, after picture processing, it could still be seen that it was a man wearing black leather armor wrapped in chains, riding a cool hell-style metal motorcycle. The head was in the shape of a skull, burning with flames.
The front and rear tires of the car were burning with flames, and there was a long line of fire on the ground behind him. On both sides of the road, she could see the garbage cans, billboards, and streetlights that seemed to have been burned by flames.
It was obviously a very terrible high temperature
. After flipping through the information about the people killed by Johnny Blaze, the symptoms of their death were the same as Nick Fury said.
There was no bleeding or organ failure in their bodies, but they were dead. The analysis and diagnosis speculated that it was brain death, perhaps by mental power.
"Huh? These people have criminal records... murder, robbery, sexual assault, drug trafficking... it seems that this is still a righteous knight." Natasha Romanoff smiled.
(End of Chapter)
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