Without a doubt, as someone with an inexplicable obsession with winning and losing, the Grandmaster did not like following rules.
Whenever he discovered that the winner was not himself, he would always find ways to cheat.
Even when those rules had been made by himself.
But the problem was that this time, he had encountered someone against whom he could not play tricks.
Especially since Allen had long ago shattered Jotunheim, the Frost Giants' homeland, with a single punch. His terrifying destructive power was simply beyond what ordinary people could endure.
After hesitating repeatedly, the Grandmaster ultimately took his personal guard and roughly one-third of his wealth, boarded a spaceship, and headed into the depths of the universe to find another similar planet where he could make a comeback.
From then on, Planet Sakaar completely became Allen's possession.
At least in name.
As for whether the guards and fleet left behind by the Grandmaster would obey orders at critical moments, no one could say.
But Allen clearly did not care about that.
As long as he wished, he could use methods such as mind control and brainwashing at any time to make these people utterly loyal to him.
But there was no need for that at all.
Allen had no intention of ruling this planet. He simply handed it over to Loki, then opened a portal and arrived on Xandar.
At this moment, this highly advanced planet of civilization and technology had already descended into a sea of war.
Countless bioengineered monsters rampaged through streets and alleys, while so many warships filled the skies that they blocked out the sun.
Unlike Ronan the Accuser's previous assault on behalf of the Kree, this attack was clearly aimed at completely conquering Xandar. Whether in numbers or quality, it far surpassed the former.