Star Destroyer Cannon, Level-Two Preparation

"Martha! You tricked me!"

You tricked me!

"You tricked me!"

"I!"

"..."

The words shouted by the assassin leader as he was killed by the army played on a loop in the command hall. Sitting in his seat, Beckett played with the dagger in his hand, watching with great interest the man who was crawling at Hela's feet and constantly defending himself—Commander, Kyl Martha.

"Your Highness Hela, please believe me!"

"Everything I said is true; it's all a conspiracy by the Dark Elves."

"I really want to believe you, but how could Dark Elf assassin be able to appear in our fortress? Can you give me an explanation?"

On the throne, a symbol of power, Hela, with a stern face and a calm tone, questioned the commander below the steps who was defending her.

This fortress was supposed to be airtight, but now it's leaking, and it started leaking the very night Beckett and Hela moved in.

"..." Upon hearing this, Kyl opened his mouth, wanting to find a reason for himself, but he couldn't say it. He collapsed to his knees, looking dejected, and even the little mustache on his lips lost its usual lively spirit.

"Then think about it. When you've figured out what reason to use to tell me, come find me again," Hela said, raising her chin.

"Kortian".

"Yes, Hela Highness Hela."

Kortian responded and led the former commander Kyl Martha, whose hands were bound, into a special isolation room.

"You're so foolish, Kyl," Kortian sighed, his handsome face full of regret.

"I am Kortian, who has been wronged. Help me, help me find evidence to prove my innocence."

"Princess Hela will not allow me to do that."

"During wartime, special circumstances require special measures, as you told me back then, Kortian."

"..."

"Listen, believe me, Kortian. You know, my family died at the hands of the Dark Elf. Any of the old people in this base could betray us, but I will never betray you."

"I'll do my best." Kortian sighed and left the isolation room under Kyl Martha's watchful gaze.

"You just captured one of your Asgard generals like that?"

Inside the command hall, Beckett, who was playing with the dagger in his hand, glanced at Hela on the command throne and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"That dagger is poisoned." Hela, who had sent Kyl away by her adjutant, gave Beckett a cold glance.

"I know." The latter remained unmoved, continuing to twirl the dagger in his hand.

"If you know that, why did you still do it, Beckett?" Hela stood up and walked down the steps, her black bodysuit with mysterious patterns shimmering with an alluring hue under the light.

Beckett chuckled and casually tossed the dagger in front of Hela.

"Your His Highness Beckett!"

"Your His Highness Beckett!"

The Other's voice rang out from outside the command hall, and after being verified, he hurriedly ran to Beckett.

The shattered armor made the Chitauri race king look extremely disheveled.

"Your His Highness Beckett, your guess is correct."

"Those soldiers who were enhanced by secret techniques do indeed possess the same energy properties as the Mind Stone, although they are very weak."

Upon hearing this, Beckett's lips curled into a smile.

The Infinity Stones, the Reality Stone —he was right.

"Woz."

"Your His Highness Beckett, Woz cannot pinpoint Malekith's exact coordinates, and specific information about Svartalfheim is not in Woz's database." As a new-era Artificial Intelligence life form in the Dark Order, Woz's database does not contain any information about the Dark Elves.

Ebony Maw, who is in charge of building the shared database, is waiting for Beckett to return and bring back detailed information about the Nine Realms to help him improve the database.

"Hela, attack Svartalfheim, now." Beckett's eyes flashed.

"What did you say?"

"I said, attack Svartalfheim, now."

Beckett raised his right index finger, and a silvery-white energy blast instantly condensed from his fingertip.

The border of Svartalfheim, the military defense line of the Dark Elf.

A large number of Dark Elf soldiers were cleaning up the wrecked battlefield. The five colossal mechanical beasts that had blotted out the sky had left them with a great psychological scar.

If the commander hadn't promptly dispatched a group of soldiers enhanced by secret techniques, their defenses would likely have been completely overwhelmed by the five mechanical behemoths.

When did Asgard create such terrifying biological weapons?

"Those must be the Asgard reinforcements mentioned in the king's message, the subordinates of that man named Beckett." Inside the command hall, the Dark Elf garrison commander reported everything that had happened that night to his superior Algorim.

"What about Beckett's performance?"

"Algorim asked in a low voice on the other end of the communication channel," he said. The assassination attempt had failed as he had expected; what he was concerned about was how Beckett had performed in the operation.

"Very strong, extremely strong. I seriously doubt that Laufey of the Frost Giant race is lying." To withstand the self-destruction of two Dark Elf soldiers head-on without being harmed, and then instantly kill an entire team he sent, this strength is definitely not as simple as Laufey said, that he only knows brute force.

"Our people have recorded the battle, and the data should be uploaded to our database by now, sir."

"I understand, you guys be careful—"

Boom!!!

Before Algorim could finish speaking, a deafening explosion shattered the eardrums of countless Dark Elf soldiers.

"What's going on?!"

"Commander! The Asgardians have launched an attack on us!"

"Commander!"

The cacophony of sounds, mixed with the roar of cannons, instantly reached the ears of Elrod, the commander of the Dark Elf border outpost. The sight of Asgardians riding warhorses and wielding weapons, along with the countless warships filling the sky, sent chills down his spine.

Boom!...

Long guns and short cannons rained down on the Dark Elves's defensive fortifications!

"You insignificant and pathetic Dark Elf, lay down your weapons and bow down to the great Son of Titan, the revered Lord of Chitauri Prime His Highness Beckett!"

"Because only in that way can you survive."

Holding a scepter, and with his tattered armor still unrepaired, The Other stood beside the warship's communicator, uttering words that were unclear whether they were trying to persuade them to surrender or to provoke them.

"Activate Level 1 defense system!"

At Commander Elrod's command, dense magical energy instantly formed an invisible wall above the fortress, blocking the warship's cannon fire.

On the warship, Beckett, seeing this scene, subconsciously glanced at Hela, who was leading the Asgard army in a charge on the ground.

When he first met Hela seemed to have used a similar magic, something like the Magic Crystal Wall.

"The Other, activate the Star Destroyer Cannon."

Beckett, having withdrawn his gaze, smiled even colder and gave the order.

"Remember, don't shatter this planet."

He hasn't found the Reality Stone yet.

"Understood, Your His Highness Beckett."

The Other's eyes gleamed with an indescribable excitement. After accompanying His Highness Beckett on missions for so long, he was finally going to be able to touch the launch button of the Star Destroyer Cannon.

Mechanical warships are the romance of extraterrestrials!

"Star Destroyer Cannon, Level Two Ready!"

As the dark cannon barrels were aimed at the Dark Elf military outpost, Hela, who was leading her troops in Carnage Dark Elf soldiers on the ground, instinctively sensed the danger.

Extremely dangerous.

"Emission!"

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