Crude imitation, vulgar acting.
The Asgardian on stage, deliberately mimicking him, filled Beckett with immense rage.
Especially after Beckett saw the "himself" on stage bow to the cheering, applauding audience, his expression turned completely to frost.
To use his identity to please Asgardians?
"What do you think you're doing?!"
Hela, standing right beside Beckett, immediately noticed something was off. Disregarding the difference in their strength, she reached out and grabbed Beckett's shoulder.
They were currently in the most crowded square in Asgard. If Beckett were to "act recklessly" here, the consequences were unimaginable.
"Let go."
The killing intent in Beckett's voice made Hela's heart pound.
"Impossible!"
Hela refused without hesitation. What a joke, she was a Princess of Asgard, how could she stand by and watch Beckett attack Asgard's citizens in front of her.
"You can try and see if you can stop me." His frost-covered lips curved into a cold smile, immense energy gathering in Beckett's hand.
He wanted to make this "Beckett" who dared to offend him pay.
"You lunatic!"
"This is just a play! They are just staff members of this theater! They are all just acting according to the script I gave them!"
"Don't you have theaters in the Dark Order?!"
In her desperation, Hela directly wrapped her arms around Beckett's waist, attempting to use her status as daughter of Odin to stop Beckett's frenzied actions. She deliberately lowered her voice and whispered into his ear.
"No."
"..." Hela wanted to curse.
"They don't have evil—"
"I don't need to know their attitude towards me. I only know they are imitating me in a crude and ridiculous way."
"And that's enough." Beckett interrupted Hela's explanation mercilessly. His cold demeanor instantly chilled Hela's eyes.
The "Beckett" on stage was still shaking his fake tail as he took his bow, his subservient posture further igniting the rage in Beckett's eyes.
The Others in the Nine Realms might fear Asgard's power and Odin's might, but Beckett was different.
"Meta Domain!"
A furious roar sounded beside Beckett's ear. Strange energy converged into a single point on Hela's arms before shooting violently into the sky!
Whoosh!
Boom!
A sound like a fireworks explosion lit up Asgard's skyline. Beckett, standing firm on the ground, narrowed his eyes and coldly watched the energy erupting from the sky cascade down, forming a pyramid-shaped space that enveloped him and Hela.
Desolate, silent, dim.
This was the change in the surrounding environment after the energy pyramid completely enveloped Beckett and Hela.
The sunny Asgard was no more, replaced by an unfamiliar land where a biting cold wind blew incessantly.
This was the Meta Domain, a barrier created by Hela, combining it with the power Asgard had fed back to her.
It was an independent space that existed by attaching itself to Asgard, and a skill that Hela could only use when standing on Asgard's land.
To create an independent subspace, Hela had to borrow Asgard's power.
"You really should get rid of this arrogant and conceited habit of yours."
As Beckett stood with his arms crossed, looking around, Hela's figure suddenly appeared before him.
"The Otherwise, you'll eventually suffer because of this personality."
"Are you very humble?" Beckett scoffed at her words, the ground beneath his feet surging with energy, causing the gravel to tremble.
The Goddess of Death, who would make people kneel or even take lives at the slightest provocation, accusing someone else of not being humble was a joke.
"It's only because that despicable imitator is one of you Asgardians. If he were from Jotunheim now, would you still be as indignant as you are?"
"No, you wouldn't. You'd even act against your own despicable imitator, just like I am."
With a cold smile, Beckett's words became sharp swords, piercing Hela's heart.
"Your so-called humility stems only from your love for Asgard. So, put away that disgusting demeanor of yours."
"But the land you're standing on now, its name is Asgard."
Hela remained unmoved. She spread her arms, and countless sharp, gleaming blades appeared behind her, then surged towards Beckett, who remained standing still with his arms crossed!
"Now, I'm starting to regret saving you from the U40 Planet."
Hela, floating in mid-air, watched the air currents around Beckett forcefully blow away the dense barrage of weapons. Her brow furrowed, and she taunted.
"First: You were the one who found me and asked for the trade." Beckett's words hadn't even finished before his figure had already appeared behind Hela.
"Second: Father once said that despicable imitators have no value in existing."
"Third: I can leave the U40 Planet on my own."
A sharp whip kick swept directly towards Hela's chest. The sound of the wind being broken exploded by her ear. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been sent into a pile of rubble by now.
Just as Hela had acted to stop Beckett for the sake of the Asgardian people, Beckett, who could leave the U40 Planet alone, chose to make a deal. It was simply exchanging the Casket of Ancient Winters, which wasn't of much use to him, for The Other.
"I don't know what kind of ideology Thanos trained you with, but I'm sure you don't get along well with the Black Order."
Hela, flexing her fingers, had a glint of eagerness in her eyes. She then leaped up and charged towards the landed Beckett.
With Beckett's personality, whoever teamed up with him would be unlucky.
Who could resist?
No one could.
...
"Then, it's settled."
Inside Odin's royal palace, Odin, standing with his hands behind his back in the great hall, looked at the phantom of Thanos seated on the throne before him, a smile appearing at the corner of his eyes.
"Of course."
Thanos, seated on the throne, stood up, his words resounding.
"However, this needs to happen in five days."
Recalling the data transmitted back by the intelligent lifeform Woz regarding Beckett absorbing some of the Mind Stone's energy, Thanos's face showed no emotional fluctuations.
"No problem. As agreed, I will teleport Beckett to the C53 Planet on your star map. Your people can pick Beckett up there. In five days, I will reactivate the Bifrost teleportation array on the C53 Planet."
Odin, standing with his hands behind his back, and Thanos, also standing with his hands behind his back, reached a friendly and peaceful deal.
Both parties were very satisfied.
Dizzy (=_=)
After getting an anesthetic shot tonight, I'm feeling quite groggy. I managed to write one chapter before I couldn't hold on any longer. It'll be just one update today, and I'll be back to normal tomorrow.
This injury is much more serious than I imagined (_)
The doctor shouldn't scare me, right? (_)
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