The vast U40 Planet's main city was eerily silent.
Beckett's figure, hovering in the air like a descending deity, rendered everyone speechless.
This was a man even the Planetary Defense System couldn't stop, causing everyone who watched the battle via streaming to tremble, panic spreading through their hearts.
"That was... a plasma cannon..."
With a trembling voice and terrified eyes, under the azure sky, the defiant figure with his head tilted and chin raised brought unprecedented fear to the people on the ground.
Baltan and Gesra, the two strongest military generals on the U40 Planet, were reduced to nothing, their forms completely dissolved into the air.
"Rejoice!"
"The great Son of Titan! The awe-inspiring Lord of Chitauri Prime, His Highness Beckett!"
"At this very moment, he has completed his conquest spanning dozens of galaxies!"
The Other, with a fanatical expression, leaned on the Azure Scepter and knelt on one knee, chanting praises for Beckett. His passionate voice echoed in the ears of everyone who watched the battle through the major streaming platforms.
Astra, standing still, didn't bother to comment on The Other, who had once again jumped out to be a sycophant. Instead, he calmly looked towards the spot where Baltan and Gesra had disappeared. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't.
Despite his great revenge being achieved, he felt no joy in his heart. Instead, there was an indescribable strangeness, as if everything had been planned. He couldn't explain why he felt this way.
"Now, the coordinates."
Ignoring The Other, who was still chanting praises, Beckett's figure slowly descended in front of Astra, whose thoughts were in turmoil.
"I know, for you? Or directly to Thanos?" Astra wasted no more words, nimbly letting Beckett choose the recipient's address and contact information.
"Whatever you want."
"In that case, I'll give them directly to Thanos. After all, he's the one I made the deal with." Shrugging and adjusting his mood, Astra extended his hand towards Beckett. Beckett understood, and a blue robotic cat appeared before Astra through Beckett's wristband.
"Storing information, information stored, thank you for providing the coordinates, Lord Astra."
With Astra's mind relaxed and his permission granted, Woz easily obtained the coordinates from Astra's memory.
"Woz is connecting to Lord Thanos, Woz is connecting to Lord Thanos, connection failed..."
The data flickering in his eyes suddenly straightened. Woz scratched his head, his cute, large round face filled with confusion.
"Your Highness Beckett, Woz still can't establish contact with the outside world." It shouldn't be like this. The Municipal Building, which had been shielding the network, was destroyed, and half of the equipment in the military zone was also destroyed by Beckett's energy shockwave. How could it still be under a shield?
"What?"
Upon hearing this, Beckett raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, a sensitive intuition made him ascend instantly. The next second, a Skrull soldier with a blank expression burst out of the ground, occupying the position where Beckett had just stood.
"Your Highness Beckett! Look!"
The Other stopped praising Beckett's achievements and stared dumbfounded at the figures appearing from the ruins of the Municipal Building and the military zone.
"It's members of the Planetary Security Force!"
"And returning troops!"
"But they don't look right?"
The people on the U40 Planet, seeing the familiar figures appearing like mushrooms after rain, felt surprise followed by confusion.
Their pupils had lost focus, their expressions were lifeless, and their bodies were stiff and mechanical, all pointing to one fact: these people were corpses.
Dense corpses were gathered and distributed throughout various parts of the U40 Planet.
"Okay, now I know why the Planetary Security Force didn't show up earlier. It's because they're all dead."
Someone bravely touched a perfectly still corpse, confirming this fact.
"Thanos' son, descendant of Titans, Beckett."
"Your actions have surprised me."
A deep voice echoed through every corner of the U40 Planet, and a figure immediately appeared before everyone's eyes.
His vibrant red cape moved without wind, his golden armor covered his entire body, and beneath the black and white striped mask, his eyes were as deep as the vast starry sky.
"Lord Shafrin!"
"It's Lord Shafrin!!!"
As the de facto ruler of the U40 Planet, Shafrin's appearance held great significance for the panicked people.
"Oh? Who are you?"
Beckett slowly landed, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the man striding towards him.
The lens on his right eye was frantically displaying data; Woz was searching the database.
"My name is Shafrin, and I am the ruler of this planet beneath your feet."
The medals hanging on his golden armor clinked. Shafrin stopped, looking at Beckett who was within arm's reach, and replied.
"Shafrin?" Hearing the name, Beckett instantly recalled the incomplete sentence Babar had uttered before his death, the one Babar had spoken of with such deep reservation, That Great One.
"You are correct, I am the one who killed Babar." To Beckett's surprise, Shafrin readily admitted his identity.
He had no intention of hiding his identity any longer, after all, everyone present was about to die.
Except for his brother, Astra.
"His Highness Beckett!"
The Other, holding the Azure Scepter, ran to Beckett's side with a grave expression.
"Want to see a fireworks display, Beckett?" Shafrin smiled nonchalantly, his deep voice carrying a magic that was hard for ordinary people to resist.
As soon as he spoke, the military zones across the U40 Planet, under the control of the "corpses," aimed dense laser weapons at the bewildered common people.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!
Explosions sounded one after another, and panic and wailing instantly became the main melody in the skies above the U40 Planet.
Black, white, red, yellow, purple, green, blue, gray...
The blood of various races dyed the land of the U40 Planet in a riot of colors...
"You?"
Looking at the baffling scene before him, Beckett frowned deeply. He couldn't understand what this man, who called himself Shafrin, meant.
He himself had massacred the planet under his rule?
I'm attacking myself?
"Do you know, Beckett, I've been preparing for this for a very long time. So long that I've almost forgotten what I was like back then."
His deep blue eyes, as vast as the starry sky, stared directly at Beckett, whose brow was furrowed and muscles were tensed.
"I bloom amidst slaughter..."
A low voice resounded in the ears of people all over the globe. Beckett felt as if countless people were softly singing in his ears!
A sinister smile crept across Shafrin's lips beneath his black and white striped mask. This was a mental control secret technique he had developed himself, derived from some of the power the Mind Stone had granted him.
Thanks to [Book Friend 20170102004006243] and [Mood is Good tyz] for their rewards.
Just one update today, overtime makes me happy.
I could have updated twice, but around 4 PM, I was slacking off and trying to write, only to see a bunch of vulgar curses directed at my family in the backend. After deleting them and banning the users, I completely lost the mood to write... Curse me if you want, but why curse my family? It's toxic. I was so angry that I went to the front desk lady and she gave me a cup of cappuccino to cool down.
Oh, right, there was also one person who was clearly using an alt account and sent three messages telling me to abandon the story immediately??? I deleted one and they sent another. This guy was really persistent, and I had to ban him before he stopped.
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