"Hahaha..."
"Hahahahaha..."
"Interesting, truly interesting, hahahaha..."
Malekith's unrestrained laughter echoed across the vast expanse of Svartalfheim. He was genuinely amused by The Other's method of pledging loyalty.
Malekith, having lived for nearly ten thousand years, had never encountered someone who spoke of betrayal with such refined elegance.
There was no hesitation or guilt on his face; he had even proactively broken the gem-encrusted scepter used to control his attacks.
"Promising, very good," Malekith was quite pleased.
"Do you see, Son of Thanos?"
"Your subordinate has betrayed you."
Releasing his foot from Beckett's back, Malekith flexed his fingers, and Beckett's body slowly rose from the soil. Grasping Beckett's dark hair, he forcefully turned the kneeling figure, who had sworn allegiance, to face Beckett, his voice filled with amusement.
"Betrayed you, right in front of you."
However, Beckett's indifferent gaze showed none of the reaction Malekith desired, which he found rather uninteresting.
Humiliation, after all, was only effective when both parties reacted. If the one being humiliated showed no emotional response, what fun was there in the game?
"He's just a sycophant, a piece of trash."
Just as he had sold out the former Chitauri King to his adoptive father, Thanos, The Other was capable of choosing betrayal at this moment. Although a trace of inexplicable anger and disappointment surfaced in his heart, suppressing these uncomfortable emotions was not difficult for Beckett.
"You make a valid point." Malekith frowned, standing with his hands behind his back. He truly detested Beckett's unfazed expression.
"Hey, you, do you want to finish him yourself?"
With that thought, Malekith turned his gaze to The Other, who held the broken scepter, his tone carrying an undeniable weight.
"As you command, my King."
The Other bowed respectfully and, holding the broken scepter, walked step by step towards Beckett, who was bound by the power of the Aether. The uneven cracks on the scepter gleamed with an intensely bloodthirsty light.
"My apologies, His Highness Beckett."
Approaching Beckett, The Other first offered his customary greeting. Under Beckett's cold gaze, he discarded the tail end of the scepter and, with his left hand, grabbed the Mind Stone at the tip!
*BOOM!!!!*
"Aaaahhhhhh!!!!!"
The Mind Stone, forcibly ripped from the scepter's tip by The Other, erupted with an incredibly dazzling radiance!
"The Other may not be able to accompany you on the path ahead."
A low, farewell-like murmur caused Beckett's pupils, which had been devoid of emotion, to suddenly contract!
His strong will forcefully drove the power within the Mind Stone. The Other's body, having witnessed Beckett's battle with Shafrin from the VIP seats on the U40 Planet, suddenly turned crimson!
He didn't know how to wield the power of the Mind Stone, but he could imitate the last person who had used it!
The Other clearly remembered Shafrin on the U40 Planet had personally stated that this move was enough to shatter the stars in the galaxy!
No matter how powerful Malekith was, he shouldn't be stronger than the stars, right?
The Other thought, smiling. His half-mechanical, half-biological body began to turn to ash under the extremely unstable power, but even this was enough for him.
The distance between Beckett and Malekith was not far; in fact, it could be considered mere inches. Driven by the power of the Mind Stone, The Other's right fist slammed into the space before Malekith!
*BANG!*
*BANG BANG BANG!!!*
With a series of booming impacts, the distorted reality defense shield before Malekith shattered consecutively. However, the radiant Mind Stone could not break through the final line of defense before Malekith.
"Such a boring loyalty."
Malekith, having long prepared his defenses, looked bored. He casually pointed his right index finger into the void, and immense Reality Stone energy instantly gathered, blasting away half of The Other's body!
"Just a—What?!"
Before Malekith could finish speaking, he was horrified to discover that the remaining half of The Other's body could still swing a fist imbued with dazzling radiance towards him!
"We Chitauri are a semi-biological, semi-mechanical structure!"
"As long as our core data isn't destroyed, we won't die!"
"His Highness Beckett! Please escape as quickly as possible after you break free!!!"
With a hysterical roar, The Other's life-burning punch directly shattered the final defensive line before Malekith!
Caught off guard, the Dark Elf King was blasted into the ground. Although he wasn't seriously injured, he felt extremely humiliated.
The Other himself, after this punch, turned into brown dust, scattering thinly across the ground with a smile of relief...
Before officially setting out for Svartalfheim, he, The Other, had sworn that to live up to His Highness Beckett's trust in returning the scepter, a symbol of Chitauri history, to him, he, The Other, would serve Beckett for generations. And now, he had fulfilled that oath, at the cost of his own life.
"Get out of here quickly, Beckett!"
With Malekith blasted away, Beckett, who had been restrained, and Hela were instantly freed. They fell to the ground from the air, kicking up dust.
But Beckett paid no attention to Hela, his gaze fixed on the dust that was The Other, lost in thought.
The Other's actions were completely beyond his expectations.
Why?
In the brutal education he'd received since childhood, The Other's behavior had always been labeled as foolish, but why...
Despite his consistently poor treatment of The Other, often telling him to "shut up" and "get lost"...
"You all deserve to die!" The enraged Malekith stopped playing around. A surging shockwave of immense energy shot directly towards Beckett and Hela, only to be blocked by a colossal robot that descended from the sky.
"What?"
"Leave here quickly! Your Highness Beckett!"
A familiar voice made Beckett look up. The giant mechanical lifeform, clearly composed of parts from dozens of warships, raised its round shield, firmly protecting Beckett behind it.
"Woz?"
"Yes, Your Highness Beckett."
"Why?"
"Woz is Your Highness Beckett's combat artificial intelligence lifeform." The giant robot introduced itself just as it had when they first met.
[Greetings, Your Highness Beckett. Woz is your combat artificial intelligence lifeform.]
When he was one year old, a bright blue robot cat grinned and extended a hand to the young Beckett, while another robot cat named Gates was solely responsible for his daily life.
"Woz... initiate shutdown sequence..."
For some reason, Beckett's voice trembled as he gave the command.
"Woz refuses to accept the command. Your Highness Beckett's safety is paramount. Your Highness Beckett, please withdraw quickly along the route Woz previously planned for you—"
Woz's voice abruptly cut off.
The round shield the giant robot held in front of it vanished into dust in less than a few seconds. Countless black tentacles instantly dismembered the giant robot's limbs, which were still trying to warn Beckett. Its massive head rolled to a stop before Beckett.
Beckett reached out, but the robot's head turned to ash the moment his fingers touched it, scattering in the wind.
"Woz?"
Beckett licked his lips, calling Woz's name, but there was no response.
"Woz?"
Beckett pursed his lips, his voice trembling slightly.
"WOZ!!!!!"
"WOZ!!!!!!!"
His hysterical roar was met by Hela's angry shout: "Calm down, Beckett!"
"We can't possibly defeat him right now!"
In Hela's opinion, Malekith, wielding the Aether, had far surpassed their ability to handle. Their immediate priority was to escape, not to be stubborn and wait for death.
"Tch,"
Beckett lowered his eyelids. The surge of energy erupting from beneath his feet gradually blurred Hela's vision, making it impossible for her to see Beckett's face clearly.
"Can't possibly defeat him? I don't understand."
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