"What, is this all the power you have?"
Inside subspace, Beckett, standing on the desolate ground, casually shattered the red ropes Hela had wrapped around him. He then pointed a fingertip towards Hela's location.
Whoosh!
A blinding beam of light shot straight through Hela's body!
"Boring trick."
Beckett, who had fired the beam, acted as if he had eyes in the back of his head. Without even glancing at the Hela pierced by the energy beam, he turned and appeared beside the real Hela, his palm locking onto her throat.
Not far away, a lifelike doll snapped in half, falling silently to the ground.
"Don't you think you're even more boring?" Hela, held captive, showed no change in expression and retorted.
"No."
"..."
"You're in Asgard now, it's— never mind, I can't communicate with people like you." Hela decided to give up on trying to communicate with Beckett.
This was the first time she'd encountered someone with such a peculiar thought process. What angered her most was that she couldn't even defeat this mentally challenged individual with such a peculiar thought process.
What was this?
Was it combat power gained by sacrificing intelligence?
Hela mused about whether she should visit the exclusive royal circus of Asgard upon her return and adopt a not-so-intelligent animal, naming it Beckett.
My power is fading, why?
Ignoring Hela's thoughts, Beckett, who was purely testing his strength against her, frowned as he felt his power within him truly draining at an extremely stable rate.
Is it because of that light Astra sent, that my power is fading?
Subconsciously, Beckett's mind flashed back to the scene he had seen earlier. After Shafrin had sealed his senses, he inexplicably saw a wisp of light.
According to Shafrin, that should be the mysterious Great Cosmic Power he spoke of. The fact that he could transform into his current state was greatly attributed to the mysterious Great Cosmic Power.
If even a trace of Asgard's power could amplify his strength to this extent, what about the complete Great Cosmic Power?
Beckett narrowed his eyes, his expression thoughtful.
If possible, he didn't want to lose the power he currently possessed, the power that could allow him to destroy the world. However, objective reality clearly did not change according to his will.
The *light* on him was fading.
But, even though it was fading, this temporarily amplified power allowed Beckett to glimpse another world, a world of the strong.
Shafrin of the U40 Planet was a part of this world.
Rumble!
As Beckett was lost in thought, lightning and thunder suddenly began to flash across the sky of subspace!
An invisible pressure permeated Beckett's mind, causing him to look around warily. The next second, space shattered, and blinding sunlight, refracted by the magnificent and opulent great hall, fell upon Beckett's white robe once more, blooming into intoxicating flowers.
"Huh?? His Highness Beckett, where did you just go?" The Other, holding the Azure Scepter, looked bewildered by the sudden change in scenery and Beckett's reappearance before him.
Odin, standing with his hands behind his back, was right in front of Beckett. His one-eyed gaze caused Beckett to subconsciously release Hela, who was beside him.
"Father."
"It's been quite a while, Hela." Odin's gaze swept over both Beckett and Hela. His seemingly sighing tone caused Hela to immediately kneel on one knee, confessing her mistake with shock in her eyes.
As the master who created the subspace just now, Hela could clearly sense the boundless energy within Odin when he transferred her and Beckett out.
Is that... Father's true power?
"Beckett, at your father's request, I will use the Bifrost to send you to Midgard. Your father's army will be waiting for you there."
After discussing with Thanos, Odin abandoned his original plan of finding a warship for Beckett to pilot back to the Dark Order.
Thanos didn't trust him, and he equally didn't trust Thanos.
It clearly took time for a bridge of trust to be built between two kings who commanded their respective forces and waged war in all directions.
This was one of the reasons why Thanos chose Midgard, a currently chaotic realm, as the location to pick up Beckett.
This kingdom, which had become a battlefield for the Nine Realms, could not be completely controlled by Odin until Asgard defeated the allied forces of the Nine Realms. Besides that, another reason was that Thanos wanted to see the extent to which the war of the Nine Realms had progressed, as this would determine whether Thanos would truly cooperate with Odin in the future.
"Midgard?" The unfamiliar name made Beckett frown.
"In your interstellar maps, Midgard's designation is C53."
As soon as Odin finished speaking, a detailed information screen appeared on the light screen in Beckett's right eye regarding C53—a planet with an extremely backward civilization, holding little value.
The designation C53 was first established by the Kree Empire. When Ebony Maw was drawing the interstellar map, he found this place too remote and was too lazy to conduct an on-site survey. Moreover, this place was currently one of Odin's battlefields in the Nine Realms, so he simply used the Kree Empire's naming convention.
"Hela, take Beckett to our camp in Midgard."
"Yes, Father."
Hela suppressed her dissatisfaction with Beckett, lowered her eyelids, and nodded in agreement.
"Midgard is very chaotic right now. With Hela there, it will save you a lot of unnecessary trouble."
Watching Beckett and The Other step back into the Bifrost under Hela's guidance, Odin raised his hand, and Heimdall behind him immediately activated the Bifrost.
The magnificent rainbow light enveloped Beckett in an instant, sending him to his destination, Midgard.
"I look forward to our next meeting, Beckett."
...
"Waaaaah!!!!"
"Ah!!!!"
More panicked screams. The Other, unsteady upon landing, face-planted directly onto the ground.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch... hiss..." Rubbing his sore spot, The Other surveyed his surroundings. It was desolate and uninhabited.
"Your Highness Beckett, we have arrived at planet C53," Woz, who rarely spoke in Asgard, reminded him.
"There's no one here at all, Your Highness Beckett. Are we just waiting for Lord Thanos here?" The Other, holding the Azure Scepter, asked in confusion, placing it in the snow.
"Mm."
Looking at the continuously updating information on the screen after leaving Asgard, Beckett narrowed his eyes.
Suddenly, dozens of giants, entirely blue with perfect buttocks, appeared above Beckett's head. They leaped down, wielding massive axes.
"Your Highness Beckett! Be careful!"
"Die! Asgardian!!!!"
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