Chapter 437 "The Collector" Tanlia Tiwan

"The one wearing the pink feather coat is Doflamingo. He is a ruthless fellow known as 'Tian Yasha'. Wherever he goes, there will be bloodshed. Recently, some interstellar thieves are frightened by his cold-blooded methods." The well-informed alien continued, with a hint of awe in his voice, "As for the last one... his name is Borsalino, nicknamed 'Kizaru'. Don't be fooled by his lazy appearance, but his speed and strength are among the best in the entire universe. He is an extremely dangerous opponent, and many people have suffered at his hands."

After hearing this introduction, several aliens nearby couldn't help but take a deep breath, with complicated expressions on their faces. Some couldn't believe it, some were terrified, and some were even more awed by the power of the "Umbrella".

"What kind of force is 'Umbrella'? It's chilling that they can bring together such monstrous characters." An alien sighed in a low voice, his tone full of wonder and fear.

"I've heard that 'Umbrella' is not simple, but I didn't expect their power to be so terrifying." Another alien nodded in agreement, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Their arrival is definitely not a good sign." An alien whispered, his eyes full of worry, "I'm afraid things are going to change in the Land of Nothingness."

As Wesker, Doflamingo, and Borsalino gradually walked away, the aliens watching continued to whisper, and the air was filled with a variety of complex emotions. There was awe, disdain, fear, but more of it was a deep fear of Umbrella's future actions.

The tranquility of the Land of Nothingness was quietly broken by their arrival.

In a corner of the void, in a secret and luxurious collection room, Tanlia Tiwan was standing in front of a huge glass cabinet, admiring his latest collection of rare items. The room was dimly lit, with only a few bright chandeliers emitting soft light, illuminating his collection that was as finely crafted as a work of art. However, the tranquility was broken by a burst of hurried footsteps.

Tanlia Tiwan slowly turned around and looked at his servant with displeasure. The servant ran into the room in a panic, his face pale, his forehead covered with cold sweat, obviously frightened by something. Tiwan frowned slightly, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. He always advocated elegance and calmness, and the servant's inappropriate behavior obviously made him extremely unhappy.

"Karl, what are you doing?" Tanlia Tiwan's voice was filled with a hint of cold majesty, like a taut string. "You should know that in my collection room, panic is absolutely intolerable. If there is no reasonable explanation..." He paused slightly, with a sly smile on his face, "I'm afraid you will become my next 'collection'."

When the servant Karl heard this, he turned pale with fear and couldn't help shaking. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something extremely terrible. Karl tried to calm his pounding heart, took a deep breath, and said with undisguised fear: "Master, there is news from outside... The big shots of 'Umbrella' have arrived, and they are heading towards your collection room!"

When Tanlia Tiwan heard the news, his originally stern expression instantly turned into surprise, but then turned into a strong interest. His eyes narrowed slightly, as if a cheetah had found its prey. His slender fingers gently tapped the glass cabinet, and the corners of his mouth raised an excited smile.

"The big shot of 'Umbrella'? Oh, this is so interesting!" He whispered to himself, with a hint of fanatical anticipation in his voice. Then, he suddenly began to dance in the room, his seemingly clumsy body movements carrying a strange sense of rhythm, as if he was celebrating the arrival of some great moment.

"It looks like there will be an exciting meeting in the collection room today." Tanlia Tiwan said as he jumped, his voice full of teasing and anticipation, "Let's see what kind of surprises the recently famous 'Umbrella' character can bring me."

His movements became more and more exaggerated, as if he was using his whole body to express his inner excitement and curiosity. The smile on his face became more cunning, and his eyes flashed with dangerous light.

"Karl, tidy up the collection room so we can get ready to welcome these distinguished guests." Tanlia Tiwan suddenly stopped dancing, with a hint of command in his tone, and then he couldn't help laughing, "Oh, I really can't wait to meet these mysterious visitors."

Servant Carl nodded quickly after hearing his master's order. Although he was still nervous, he hurried to execute the order. At the same time, Tanlia Tiwan stood in the middle of the collection room, his eyes full of anticipation and excitement. He seemed to have a premonition that this meeting would bring him some unusual gains.

Wesker led a team of soldiers in black combat armor, marching in a steady and orderly manner towards Tanlia Tiwan's collection room. Each soldier was equipped with the most advanced weapons, and their eyes under the mask were as sharp as hawks. Their arrival caused quite a stir in the void.

A group of aliens near the collection room watched this scene and immediately began to discuss. These aliens came from different planets, some had blue scales, some had tentacles on their heads, and some had translucent bodies. They were wearing all kinds of interstellar costumes, which looked very colorful.

"Who is that?" a three-eyed alien asked in a low voice, his eyes full of curiosity.

"They are from Umbrella." A short alien with metallic skin whispered back, a hint of awe in his tone, "I heard that they are one of the fastest rising forces in the galaxy, and their power is incredibly powerful."

"Umbrella? Is it the force that is rumored to have defeated Thanos?" another tall alien interrupted, with a hint of amazement in his tone.

"Yes, that's them." The short alien nodded, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, "I heard that Umbrella's leader Wesker and his men have extraordinary power, enough to compete with the gods of Asgard."

"Humph, no matter how powerful they are, they have to abide by the rules when they come to the Land of Nothingness." An alien wearing a metal helmet sneered, with a hint of disdain in his tone, "This is not their territory. Lord Tiwan is not an ordinary collector. His strength and connections are among the best in the entire universe."

"Don't underestimate them." An alien with gray-green skin and spikes said in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on Wesker's back, "It is said that the power of 'Umbrella' has infiltrated all major galaxies. Their actions in the void are probably well prepared. Maybe their target is some treasure in Tivan's collection."

"Hey, if they are really interested in Lord Tiwan's collection, then there will be something interesting to watch." The alien wearing a metal helmet laughed contemptuously, "Lord Tiwan is not someone you can easily mess with."

"Perhaps they want to recruit Lord Tiwan to serve them." An alien with slender fingers guessed, with a tentative tone, "If Umbrella can join forces with Tiwan, their power will be even more unshakable."

"Or maybe he's here to discuss cooperation." The gray-green alien whispered, his eyes flickering, as if he was thinking about something. "After all, what Tiwan has is priceless. If Umbrella can cooperate with him, it will definitely gain huge benefits."

"Whether it's cooperation or conflict, we'd better keep our distance." An alien said cautiously, "There is no shortage of games between big players in the void, but it's better for us little characters not to get involved."

"That makes sense." The three-eyed alien nodded, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, "This situation is not something we can interfere with. We should just stay calm and wait and see what happens."

Despite all the talk, the aliens all took a few steps back, keeping a distance from Wesker and his soldiers. They stared at the team out of curiosity or fear, speculating on what was about to happen. The air was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if a war was about to break out. In this heavy atmosphere, everyone's heart was filled with different expectations and worries.

Tanlia Tivan fixed his eyes on Wesker, Doflamingo and Borsalino, with an exaggerated smile on his face. With his strange appearance, silver-white hair standing up like feathers on his head, and gorgeous robes flashing with various colors, he looked like he had walked out of some strange stage.

"Ah, welcome, welcome!" Tiwan opened his arms, his tone was full of exaggerated enthusiasm, but his cunning eyes flashed with an elusive light, "My collection room rarely welcomes such distinguished guests, especially you, the big shots of the umbrella. I am really honored by you."

As he spoke, his body swayed slightly, as if he was dancing a brisk dance, his steps were light, and his hands were spinning in the air from time to time. His movements seemed very funny, but also revealed a different kind of elegance.

"However, speaking of distinguished guests, there was indeed a group of annoying guys who came to disturb us at that time." Tiwan's voice suddenly became lower, and the smile on his face was faintly ironic. "A group of Kree people, rude and cruel, simply lawless thugs. They relied on their own power to act recklessly and without any courtesy."

He paused, a cunning gleam in his eyes, "But you, everyone in Umbrella, I can feel a completely different aura. You have strength, wisdom, and... more precious taste." He bent down exaggeratedly and waved his arms in the air, as if paying the highest respect to them.

"Don't let me down." Tivan turned around slightly, spinning in the air as if he was dancing a leisurely dance. "After all, I don't want this meeting to be as...unpleasant as those annoying Kree people."

His tone was full of interest, and there were hints and hints in his words, as if he was testing the other party's bottom line. His eyes were still fixed on Wesker, Borsalino and Doflamingo, waiting for their reactions, while his dance steps became faster and faster, and he was immersed in his own unique rhythm, as if he had already set his own tone for this meeting.