Donnie broke away and left.
As for how the Fifth Squadron reinforced the seal and gnashed their teeth at him afterward, Donnie could not care less.
No matter how many came, they were just delivering themselves to death.
Donnie moved through the Blood Domain, easily tearing apart the red higher-dimensional energy and brutally forcing open a path, utterly domineering.
Suddenly, Donnie stopped, his gaze turning cold.
"I thought you would attack me while I was dealing with the Goblin Force... perhaps sealing me and the Goblin Force inside that world together."
Donnie sneered as he watched several figures rise from the Blood Domain.
"That seal is quite good, but it cannot contain a Unique God." The Collector held a pineapple-like polearm, his mechanical voice ringing out. "Besides, compared to sealing or banishing you, I would rather turn you into a specimen for my collection room... The chance to hunt a Unique God is rare."
Collector Gamienon's hobby was collecting specimens of all kinds of life. Given the chance to kill a Unique God, he was ecstatic to the point of madness. He had not originally intended to take part in the attack on Donnie, but the thought of cutting off Donnie's head as a specimen made him unable to resist.
Donnie said blandly, "Many have wanted to kill a Unique God. Even I would be happy to kill other Unique Gods and study them, but everyone who thought that way died."
Donnie's eyes shifted, and a dangerous chill pierced toward the Celestials. "At the very least, everyone who set their sights on me and acted on it was killed to my satisfaction."
Destroyer Celestial said coldly, "You will not have that chance today."
The Collector swung his hammer. "I'll cut off your head and make it a specimen!"
Rumble!
Rip!