The procession left in tumult and when they arrived, the great gates of the steel castle were already wide open, drawing curious looks from the interstellar raiders in the distance.
The gates closed once again, and the patrolling guards immediately rebuked in a stern voice.
"Who are you, this place is…"
Before the sentence was finished, a bloody tornado swept up, and within moments the whole squad turned into chunks of flesh on the ground, with Sislang licking his tongue, which was full of tiny barbs.
Rob's face was expressionless as the Collector's guards fell one by one, with hardly any force capable of stopping them.
The last group of people jostled each other, staring in terror at the procession, with the castle gates behind them.
The gates were pushed open with a bang.
"Rob? It's you!"
Huo Tan's expression was gloomy, with the remaining guards following him, waiting in the castle hall.
