CH-150. Jean kill them!

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Seeing Luke returning, the Collector didn't hesitate for a moment. He prepared to activate his massive collection fortress and escape. When he built this fortress, he had considered possible emergencies. Therefore, his collection wasn't just a collection—it was also a spaceship, ready to take off at any time.

"Hurry, hurry! Open the hidden space jump point immediately!" The Collector orderd to his subordinates in panic.

In his mind, even if Luke hadn't been taken away by death, he should have been scared enough to stay hidden for a while. The idea that Luke would return so quickly was unimaginable. He had no hope of fighting him. He couldn't even stand up to Thanos, let alone Luke!

His only option was to escape. He would flee and seek refuge on his brother Grandmaster's planet, Sakaar, before figuring out his next steps.

After watching his fortress successfully cross the space jump point, the Collector's heart eased slightly. But then, in the next moment, his expression froze.

After the space jump, instead of being greeted by the vastness of the universe, he found himself back in his most familiar location: the Void. Standing before him was Luke, his expression playful, accompanied by his red-haired student, Jean.

The Collector couldn't afford to think too much. He ordered his men to muster all their strength and initiate another space jump.

Seeing this, Luke raised the Infinity Gauntlet on his hand, and the blue light of the Space Stone flashed and vanished. A strange spatial ripple followed, trapping the Collector's fortress in a loop, causing it to shuttle endlessly within the same space.

Desperate, the Collector headed to the depths of his fortress and opened two of his most hidden collections. From the deepest part of the fortress, two transparent containers emerged, each holding humanoid creatures.

In one of the containers was a figure resembling Thor, except he had a horse's face, and most of his body was mechanical. This was Beta Ray Bill, another wielder of Thor's power, recognized by Odin.

In the other container was a pale, muscular dark elf. Both were in a state of deep sleep.

The Collector held a hammer in his left hand and a stone radiating ominous energy in his right. The hammer was Stormbreaker, similar to Thor's Mjolnir, and the stone was a Cursed Stone, a dark elf specialty that could transform them into Cursed Warriors.

He ordered his maid to open the containers and awaken the two beings. The Collector handed Stormbreaker to Beta Ray Bill, while he directly inserted the Cursed Stone into the dark elf's body.

"Buy me some time!" The Collector commanded them.

However, instead of obeying, Beta Ray Bill and the now-transformed Cursed Warrior rebelled instantly. But before they could act against him, a control device embedded in their brains activated.

The next moment, their eyes glowed red, their expressions dull, and they flew out to confront Luke and Jean without a word.

"Stop the space jump! Flee at full speed! Find the nearest space node and jump again!" The Collector shouted.

Outside, Luke and Jean watched the fortress jumping back and forth in space, only to see two figures rushing out from it.

"The power of thunder?" Luke raised an eyebrow, feeling the familiar divine energy in the air. After a moment, he recognized the incoming figures and understood.

Beta Ray Bill and the Cursed Warrior charged forward, driven by the Collector's orders. Beta Ray Bill raised Stormbreaker and summoned several bolts of lightning to strike Luke. At the same time, the Cursed Warrior lunged, aiming a powerful punch at Luke.

Luke casually caught the lightning in his hand and put it into his mouth. "Ah, just the taste I like."

Jean, about to unleash the Phoenix Force to obliterate the two attackers, was stopped by Luke, "Jean, just kill the dark one. He won't live long anyway, and you'll be doing him a favor by freeing him. As for the horse-faced guy, I'll deal with him. He has some connection to Asgard."

Luke added with a smirk, "By the way, that dark monster is really strong—maybe even stronger than Thanos. Try to kill him with magic alone. It'll be fun."

After giving his instructions, Luke teleported in front of Beta Ray Bill.

"I understand, teacher!" Jean replied. She glanced briefly at Beta Ray Bill in the distance, then turned her attention to the Cursed Warrior, who she didn't take seriously.

But before she could act, the Cursed Warrior's fist was already dangerously close. Instinctively, she raised a large magic shield.

The Warrior's punch struck the shield with immense force. Though the shield held, Jean felt the overwhelming pressure. The sheer physical strength of the Cursed Warrior was too much, even for a mage as powerful as Jean.

One of the reasons the Dark Elves were once able to dominate the universe wasn't just due to the Aether particles. The Cursed Warrior was the pinnacle of their biological experiments, capable of multiplying its strength dozens of times in a short period by sacrificing its vitality.

However, the weakness of the Cursed Warriors was clear: despite their immense brute strength, they had no other notable abilities.

After the battle with Thanos, and with Luke's guidance, Jean knew how to handle an enemy like this—strong in close combat but lacking versatility.

Just as the Cursed Warrior prepared to swing its fist again, Jean shifted her magic shield slightly, transforming it into a massive golden sawblade. The Cursed Warrior dodged instinctively, which gave Jean the opening she needed to create distance. The momentum shifted instantly from defense to offense.

With a few swift gestures, Jean conjured four magic circles around the Cursed Warrior. From them, golden chains emerged, binding the warrior tightly.

"Roar!" The Cursed Warrior bellowed in rage, black mist seeping from its body as its muscles bulged and swelled, straining against the chains.

Crack!

With its sheer brute force, the Cursed Warrior began to break the magic chains that held it. But Jean had already prepared a finishing blow to end the fight.

She crossed her hands and then pressed them down in a fluid motion. A clear phoenix cry resonated through the air, and from the void, a massive golden Phoenix Sword descended. The ancient blade crushed the Cursed Warrior into nothing but minced meat upon the ground.