Chapter 890: Famous Figures, Sovereigns with High Self-esteem

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Colorful beams of light fell from the sky, leaving a circular magic circle on the ground. Thor, Sif, and Volstagg landed steadily on the ground.

After a while, the second beam of colored light fell, and Aaron and Jane were teleported over.

"Why is there a spacer?" Thor asked in confusion.

"Heimdall thought I had dealt with the supplier, so he wanted to ask them what their identities were."

"Then you know?"

"How could I know?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly and said pretentiously, "I only know that there are four suppliers. The leader wears a mask and a cloak and has a hoarse voice. I can only be sure that he is a man.

The remaining three are two men and one woman, each of them is strong, especially the one in the dark purple robe. I feel that Thor may not be her opponent. "

"Impossible, you must be mistaken." Thor threw the hammer in his hand and held the handle firmly. "Thor is invincible."

Aaron:......

How can you be so thick-skinned to say such shameless words?

"Let's go to the auction site first!" Sif said, "It should be nearby."

"Over there." Volstagg pointed to the huge venue not far away and said, "The auction will start in an hour. It looks like most people have arrived."

"Let's go!" Aaron took a deep breath and let Thor walk in front.

The entire auction hall is divided into four floors. The first floor is the hall, with the auction platform in the center. The surrounding area is built according to the ancient Roman Colosseum and is densely packed with seats.

The nobles of some planets, slightly famous characters, and wealthy businessmen are mostly distributed on this floor, accounting for more than 90%.

The second floor is a private room, but there is no obstruction, as if it is just to distinguish it from the first floor.

The weaker gods, those who occupy an important position in the ethnic civilization, and those who are relatively powerful or have strong enough backgrounds and power are distributed in the second layer.

The third floor is full of closed boxes. No one except the organizers knows who is sitting inside unless they are willing to reveal their identities.

This level has fewer boxes and larger space. Only those with strength above the level of Sub-Father, the true top dignitaries, or even overlords, are qualified to enter the third level.

As for the top fourth floor, there is only one room, which is specially prepared for Aaron's thought body. It faces the auction table and can take in the situation of the entire venue.

In order to prevent trouble, the Nova Corps dispatched half of its troops to guard the periphery of the venue, prohibiting warships or criminals from approaching.

After showing the invitation, Thor and his companions entered the venue smoothly.

“This is truly grand,” Volstagg said, eyes widening. “In the entire universe, only Zeus’ Pantheon can rival this kind of scene.”

"Zeus?" Aaron's eyes moved slightly. "The king of the Greek pantheon?"

"He is Thor's idol!" Volstagg joked, "Zeus's weapon is thunder, and he is also a father like Odin.

But she throws parties whenever she wants, likes to wear short skirts, dance and drink, and her figure is almost catching up with mine.”

Aaron glanced at Volstagg's fat body calmly, and felt that the image of Zeus collapsed in his heart. It seems that even the Father in Heaven has some problems!

"Do you know any of these people? Introduce them to me."

"These people may have a certain status on their own planets, but there is actually no shortage of them in the universe." Sif said, "I only know a few of the more famous ones."

"A few is fine! I don't mind too few."

"Have you heard of the Marauders?"

"Haha! What do you think?" Aaron rolled his eyes. "I have been out of Earth only a few times in the past twenty years, and each time it was related to Asgard. Do you think I should know any aliens?"

"Sorry, I was negligent." Sif shrugged. "The plunderers are well-known in the universe. They have their own army, organization, records and codes, but they don't have a fixed base."

"Bounty hunter?" The word suddenly popped up in Aaron's mind.

"That's not wrong, but the plunderers' weapons should not be underestimated. Each faction has the ability to start a small war. If they unite, even advanced civilizations will have a headache." Sif said, looking at a box on the second floor. "That's the leader of the plunderers, Starka."

Aaron looked up and saw a muscular middle-aged man with a human appearance sitting on a chair and chatting and laughing with his companion of a different race who was wearing the same clothes as him.

“He seems to be quite kind.”

“Starka is still relatively principled, but there are kind people and unkind people.

See that guy in blue?"

"Uh...I don't want to say this, but there are at least three thousand blue-skinned people in this venue."

Sif laughed dryly, "It's a blue-skinned alien with a fin on its head, surrounded by a bunch of random people."

"See, is he a plunderer too?" Aaron frowned slightly, feeling that the two plunderer factions were completely different, one had rules and regulations, while the other was a mob.

"Yondu is the least popular of the raiders, and none of his subordinates are good people. As long as it is profitable, they will do anything, even kidnapping children.

The rather reserved man sitting next to him seemed to be the child he had abducted from the courtyard."

"Watfa..." Aaron was surprised, "Is he sick?"

Going to Earth to kidnap children, the round trip would not be enough to cover the energy consumption of the spacecraft!

What’s even more outrageous is that the child hasn’t been sold yet. It can’t be that he has to spend money on it!

"who knows."

"I know that guy." Volstagg said suddenly, his eyes fixed on a blue-skinned man wearing black armor on the second floor. "Ronan, he is the Accuser of the Kree."

"This is really interesting. The auction was organized with the help of Xandar, and a Kree who is bent on destroying Xandar actually came to participate."

"It's understandable. After all, there are Infinity Stones among the auction items. As long as Ronan can get them, he will be more confident in destroying Xandar.

But this also shows one thing, that this auction was indeed dominated by those few people, and Xandar only helped a little from the side.

Otherwise, they would not allow Ronan to obtain the Infinity Stones, which would be a huge disaster for the entire Xandar planet."

"That makes sense." Aaron nodded seriously.

"It's going to be interesting to watch. If those people are not strong enough, Ronan will definitely try to snatch them away by force."

"Isn't it?"

"You overestimate the character of the accuser and the Kree. Although they have cutting-edge technology, it is no exaggeration to say that they are hated by everyone in the universe." Sif said calmly, then looked at a green-skinned alien with pointy ears sitting in the corner of the first floor, "The Skrulls are one of the races whose homes were destroyed by the Kree."

"Uh... I mean, he shouldn't be able to rob so many people!"

"Do you think the accuser has a good temper?" Sif asked with a half-smile, "Sometimes he never considers the consequences of his actions. He only thinks about how much benefit he will get from doing this thing well."

"Regardless of whether there is a chance of success or not, just rob it if you want to?"

"That's what it means."

"Mad man." Aaron silently put Ronan on the list, but didn't take him too seriously. After all, compared with those people on the third floor, Ronan was just a little Karami.

"Look over there." Thor pointed to the fence on the second floor with some excitement. "Quetzalcoatl, Lapp, the god of wisdom and craftsmanship, and Dionysus, the god of wine, are here too."

"They don't look very strong."

Aaron looked speechlessly at the Quetzalcoatl who seemed like a turquoise spirit, the tall and ostentatious Lapp who wore gold ornaments, the god of wisdom and craftsmanship who wore silver armor, and the god of wine who wore grapes on his head and was unusually wealthy. The image of God in this universe inevitably declined again in his mind.

The group went up to the private room on the third floor. Just as they sat down to rest, they saw a private room opposite slowly open, attracting the attention of most people.

A maid with golden skin slowly pulled up the curtains, and a graceful and elegant woman with golden skin appeared in front of everyone.

Aaron noticed the faint contempt in her eyes and couldn't help but sneer, "Who is this? You think so highly of yourself!"

"Ayesha, the high priestess of the Sovereign, said that the birth of the Sovereigns is strictly calculated, and their personalities, abilities, and specialties are all set by programs. They believe that they have innate advantages over other races." Sif explained nonchalantly, "In terms of technological strength, they can be compared with Xandar and Kree, and they feel that they are superior.

But compared to Asgard, Sovereign is still not good enough."

"You dare to reveal your identity on the third floor. You are so proud that you are a little stupid."

"Maybe she never thought about buying the Infinity Stones." Thor said half-jokingly, "The other items on the auction list are not enough to make the people below offend a powerful civilization."

"That's not necessarily true," Sif said. "The Sovereigns have always been arrogant. Maybe she thinks no one can compete with her!"

"High Priest, isn't this too ostentatious?" The maid beside Ayesha asked worriedly.

“It doesn’t matter, the Sovereigns have the capital to show off.

And don't you think this is a great opportunity for Sovereign to become famous in the universe?" Ayesha gave the maid a meaningful smile, then turned on the loudspeaker to the audience and said in a calm but clear tone: "If people on this level don't even dare to show their faces, then they should just not try to grab the treasure."

After the words were spoken, the entire venue was silent for a moment, followed by huge cheers.

Why are people on the third level so high and mighty? The main reason is that they have an extra layer of mystery than others.

Now that Ayesha has taken the lead in unveiling this mysterious veil, others would appear guilty if they still hide it.

More importantly, without the cover of their identity, they are just VIPs, and even if they take pictures of the Infinity Stones, they will still be targeted.

"I take that back." Thor covered his face and laughed, "This woman is indeed a little stupid."

"Do you want to open the curtains?" Volstagg said nonchalantly, "This room is big, but a little cramped. Opening the curtains will help ventilate the room."

“I suggest you wait a bit.

Someone has already been the first to stand out, and others are watching, but they will have to reveal their identities whether they like it or not.

In this situation, it's not so easy to be the second one to come forward, and you might even be hated by others." Aaron said seriously, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

It's good to reveal your identity! Those who have grudges against you will raise the price desperately, and those who have friendship with you will jointly invest, and in the end he will make more money.

"Would I care about that?" Thor said disdainfully.

"Of course you don't care, but there's no need to." Sif said lightly, "We are here on behalf of Asgard."

"Okay!" Thor sat down on the sofa casually, "Just think of it as being for Asgard!"

At the same time, the owners of the other boxes on the third floor had different expressions, but they all looked at Ayesha with a hint of amusement.

"I knew the Sovereigns had brain problems, but I didn't expect their leaders to be so stupid." The High Lord of Saka said with a grin, "It's fine that they showed their faces, but they actually mocked others for not even daring to show their faces."

"It is true that he is a little too proud and doesn't know himself well." Loki nodded in agreement. After leaving Asgard, he began his journey. After mistakenly entering a wormhole, he was teleported to the planet Sakaar.

As soon as he landed, he was surrounded by a group of bandits. He was going to be taken as a slave or food, but Loki was the god of trickery after all, and he avoided the tragedy of being killed as soon as he landed with just an illusion.

After that, on this strange, developed yet somewhat deformed planet, he completely let himself go, and made great success by relying on the power of the God of Trickster. Not only did he improve his own power of deception, but he also gradually became a guest of honor of Gao Tianzun, the ruler of Sakaar.

"Master, I don't think we can be the second one to come forward."

"I don't mind, but since you said so, I have to give you some face."

......

"Silly, Kalena, she is really stupid!" The collector shook his head speechlessly, "A Sovereign like her is not worth collecting at all, don't you think?"

The pink-skinned maid standing nearby nodded immediately, "Yes, Master."

"With a leader like this, Sovereign Planet will be doomed sooner or later, don't you think?"

"Yes Master."

......

"Master, Ayesha is a bit of an eyesore." An elegant Ebony Maw, like a gentleman, said to the purple Titan sitting on the wide chair, "How about we set the next target as Sovereign? I will notify General Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight right away?"

After Thanos pondered for a while, he waved his hand and said, "Not for now. Sovereign still has some strength. If we destroy them, our forces will be damaged. Let's wait for the next opportunity!"

I am now more curious about the organizers of this auction. Can I find out who they are?"

"Nothing can be found." Ebony Maw shook his head. "It's like it popped out of a stone. There's absolutely no clue."

"It doesn't matter." Thanos sneered, "From the beginning of this auction, they have officially entered the attention of the entire universe. Someone will help us figure it out."