Can't Win at All, I Don't Understand

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Hahahahaha..."

"Interesting, absolutely hilarious, hahahaha..."

Malekith's unrestrained laughter echoed across the vast sky of Svartalfheim; he was indeed amused by The Other's way of showing loyalty.

Malekith had lived for nearly ten thousand years, and this was the first time he had encountered someone who spoke of betrayal in such a refreshing and unconventional way.

There was no hesitation or remorse on his face; he even took the initiative to break the gem scepter he used to manipulate the attack.

Very promising, very good, Malekith is very satisfied.

"Do you see that? Son of Thanos?"

"Your men have betrayed you."

Malekith released his foot from Beckett's back, his fingers slightly curling, and Beckett's body slowly rose from the soil. Grabbing Beckett's dark hair, he forcefully brought the figure swearing allegiance into Beckett's view, his voice full of amusement.

"I betrayed you to your face."

However, Beckett's indifferent eyes showed none of the reaction Malekith wanted to see, which made him quite bored.

Humiliation is only valid if both parties respond. If the humiliated party shows no emotional reaction whatsoever, what's the point of the game?

"He's just a piece of trash who changes his stance with the wind."

Having betrayed the former Chitauri King to his adoptive father Thanos, he could naturally choose to betray again at this time. Although a sense of inexplicable anger and loss still surfaced in his heart, it was not difficult for Beckett to suppress these uncomfortable emotions.

"That makes sense." Malekith, standing with his hands behind his back, frowned. He was genuinely disgusted by Beckett's calm and collected expression.

"Hey, do you want to finish him off yourself?"

Thinking this, Malekith turned his gaze to The Other, who was holding the broken scepter, and spoke with a hint of unquestionable certainty.

"Yes, my king."

The Other bowed respectfully, holding the broken scepter, and walked step by step toward Beckett, who was imprisoned by the power of the Aether. The uneven cracks on the scepter gleamed with an extremely bloodthirsty light.

"I'm sorry, Your His Highness Beckett."

Approaching Beckett, The Other first gave the customary bow, then, under Beckett's indifferent gaze, discarded the end of the scepter and grabbed the Mind Stone at the top of the scepter with his left hand!

Boom!!!!

"Aaaaaah!!!!!"

The Mind Stone, forcibly plucked from the top of the scepter by The Other, immediately shone with an incomparably dazzling light!

"The Other may no longer be able to accompany you on the road ahead."

The low murmur, like a farewell, caused Beckett's pupils to suddenly contract, even though he had been completely unmoved!

Driven by a Mind Stone will, The Other, who had witnessed the entire battle between Beckett and Shafrin from the VIP seats on U40 Planet, suddenly turned crimson!

He doesn't know how to wield the power of the Mind Stone, but he can imitate the Mind Stone person who used it!

The Other clearly remembered that Shafrin on U40 Planet had said that this move was enough to shatter the stars in the galaxy!

Even if Malekith is powerful, he shouldn't be stronger than a star, right?

The Other thought and laughed as his half-mechanical, half-biological body began to turn to ash under the extremely unstable power, but even so, it was enough for him.

The distance between Beckett and Malekith was not far, practically inches. Fueled by the power of the Mind Stone, The Other's right fist slammed into Malekith's face!

Bang!

Bang bang bang!!!

With a series of booming sounds, Malekith's distorted reality shield shattered one after another, but the radiant Mind Stone was still unable to break through the last line of defense in front of Malekith.

"What boring loyalty."

Malekith, who had been prepared, looked bored. He pointed his right index finger into the air, and the massive energy of the Reality Stone instantly gathered, blasting half of The Other's body to pieces!

"But what?!"

Before Malekith could finish speaking, he was horrified to discover that The Other's remaining half of his body was still able to throw a punch at him, filled with dazzling light!

"We, the Chitauri race, are a hybrid of biological and mechanical beings!"

"As long as the core data is not damaged, we will not die!"

"Your His Highness Beckett! Once you're free, please leave this place as quickly as possible!!!"

With a hysterical roar, The Other's life-burning punch shattered Malekith's last line of defense!

Caught off guard, the Dark Elf King was blasted into the ground. Although he was not seriously injured, he felt extremely humiliated.

And The Other himself, after that punch, turned into brownish dust with a relieved smile, scattering sparsely across the ground...

Before officially setting off for Svartalfheim, The Other had sworn an oath that, in order not to betray the trust His Highness His Highness Beckett by returning the scepter symbolizing the history of the Chitauri, he, The Other, would serve Beckett as his master for generations. And now, he had done it, though at the cost of his own life.

"Get out of here quickly, Beckett!"

Malekith was blasted away, and Beckett and Hela, who had been imprisoned, were instantly freed, falling to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

But Beckett paid no attention to Hela, staring blankly at the sand that The Other had transformed into.

The Other's actions were completely unexpected.

Why?

Throughout his harsh upbringing, The Other's behavior was always defined as foolish, but why...?

He's never been exactly friendly to The Other; "shut up" and "get lost" are his most frequent words...

"You all deserve to die!" Enraged Malekith stopped playing around and unleashed a massive energy shockwave straight at Beckett and Hela, only to be blocked by a giant robot that descended from the sky in the next second.

"What?"

"Get out of here immediately, Your His Highness Beckett!"

The familiar voice made Beckett look up. A giant mechanical life form, clearly composed of parts from dozens of warships, held up a round shield, firmly protecting Beckett behind it.

"Woz?"

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

"Why?"

"Woz is His Highness Beckett's combat Artificial Intelligence life form." The giant robot introduced itself just as it had when they first met.

[Hello, His Highness Beckett, Woz is your combat Artificial Intelligence lifeform.]

When he was one year old, a bright blue robot cat grinned and reached out its hand to young Beckett, while another robot cat, who called itself Gates, took care of his daily life.

"Woz... force close the program..."

Beckett's voice trembled slightly as he gave the order.

"Woz refuses to accept orders. His Highness Beckett's safety is paramount. Please, His Highness Beckett, retreat immediately along the route Woz previously planned for you—"

Woz's voice abruptly stopped.

The giant robot's round shield, which had been standing in front of it, was reduced to dust in just a few seconds. Countless black tentacles instantly dismembered the giant robot, which was still trying to warn Beckett, and its huge head rolled down in front of Beckett.

Beckett reached out his hand, but the machine head turned to ashes the instant his fingers touched it, and drifted away in the wind.

"Woz?"

Beckett licked his lips and called Woz's name, but there was no response.

"Woz?"

Beckett pursed his lips, his voice trembling slightly.

"Woz!!!!"

"Woz!!!!!!!!!!"

Her hysterical roar was met with Hela's angry shout, "Calm down, Beckett!"

"We simply can't beat him right now!"

Malekith, who wields the Aether, is, in Hela's view, far beyond what the two of them can handle. What they should do now is leave this place as soon as possible, instead of fighting here and waiting to die.

"Tsk,"

Beckett lowered his eyelids, and the air currents rising from his feet gradually blurred Hela's vision, making it difficult for her to see Beckett's face for a moment.

"There's no way we can win. I don't understand."