Enemies Are Destined to Meet

"Your His Highness Beckett?!"

"Is it really you?!"

"Why?!"

The core data, along with the addition of gemstone energy, coalesced and took shape, and The Other, opening his eyes again, was filled with inexplicable joy.

He clearly remembered that he should be dead beyond any doubt, so how did he suddenly come back to life?

"Shut up."

Despite the intense pain emanating from his body from the impact of the two gems' energies, Beckett glared coldly at the resurrected The Other.

Golden flames accompanied by deafening Flash erupted continuously, and Beckett's forehead gradually broke out in a cold sweat.

It is not a divine body, nor is it aided by any medium.

To have accomplished the fusion and utilization of the two Infinity Stones solely through his own physical body was undoubtedly a remarkable miracle for Beckett, but also an extremely heavy burden.

Legend has it that the six Infinity Stones were born at the beginning of the universe, and each Infinity Stones has the potential to transform an ordinary person into a god. The energy contained within them is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Without using a medium to fully activate the power of an Infinity Stones, even Thanos's Thanos body would suffer from the erosion of immense energy, let alone Beckett activating two at once.

"Tsk..."

"Go back...!"

The Reality Stone embedded in the body is churning violently, while the Mind Stone held in the palm of the hand is running rampant with the original intention.

Two Cosmic Energy with completely different properties collided within Beckett's body. If Beckett had not already awakened his Super Saiyan body, he would probably have already turned into a handful of dust in this terrifying energy storm and been blown away by the wind.

"Go back!"

It roared with all its might, and the intersecting energy storms directly shattered the entire dwelling!

Zola, huddled in the corner, trembling with fear, looked at Beckett with eyes full of horror.

The VIP manor that the Cosmic Auction House provided for Beckett's residence vanished without a trace in the hurricane, leaving only bare land that contrasted sharply with the elegant surroundings.

"Your His Highness Beckett!"

The newly resurrected The Others were a bit confused. They tried to approach Beckett, but stopped in their tracks under the latter's cold gaze.

"Idiot, don't come any closer!"

"But--"

Just as The Other finished speaking, a comet seemed to streak across the sky.

Um???

Comet???

The Other stared in horror as a burst of crimson-gold energy, shaped like a comet, slammed straight into Beckett's shoulder!

Snap!

The energy fusion point of the two Infinity Stones suddenly paused for a moment, and Beckett seized the opportunity to instantly expel the Reality Stone from his body!

"Meow!"

The orange cat, which was still leisurely munching on a high-energy ball, suddenly opened its blood-red maw and swallowed the Aether Beckett had forced out of his body directly into its belly.

If you borrow and repay, it's easy to borrow again.

The orange cat, still licking the energy pellet with its head down, smiled so much that its eyes crinkled into crescents, silently rejoicing over its decision to swallow the Aether.

"Drink!"

Without the Reality Stone's assistance, the Mind Stone, now acting alone and causing chaos, could no longer make things difficult for Beckett.

Beckett drew the sickle-shaped golden scepter into his hand, Beckett the Mind Stone was promptly re-set back into the top of the scepter!

Boom!

The commotion of the returning gems ruffled the seashell-like head of golden hair, and the cold, sweat-drenched face turned its gaze toward the direction from which the golden comet had come.

A woman dressed in a black, tight-fitting Battle Suit strode up to Beckett not far away, crossed her arms over her chest, tapped her arms with her fingers, and watched Beckett's disheveled appearance with great interest.

Her long, dark hair also fluttered in the wind amidst the clamor of the air currents.

Hela, the Asgard Goddess of Death and daughter of Odin.

"It's a lingering ghost."

Upon seeing Hela appear before him, Beckett stood up, his cold words causing Hela's face to darken.

"First, don't be so narcissistic. I didn't come here chasing after you."

"Secondly, if I hadn't intervened, you would have died from the energy impact of the Infinity Stones."

Third, forget it, you wouldn't listen anyway.

Hela thought about it and decided to give up arguing with this self-centered man.

No matter what she said, Beckett always managed to bring her IQ down to his level and then defeat her with his utterly unreasonable logic.

"Have a finger in the pie."

After tossing the scepter to the dazed The Other, Beckett turned away, his expression of disapproval on one side of his face icing Hela's eyes.

"Your His Highness Beckett, what, what exactly is going on?"

The Other, flustered as he received the scepter, had a look of utter confusion in his eyes.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What am I doing?

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Mr. The Other." Woz, who had run out from Beckett's wrist ring, reached out, but because his legs were too short to reach the former's shoulder, he could only pat The Other's waist.

His indirect rescue efforts at The Other in Svartalfheim earned him Woz's approval.

No matter what your past identity or where you come from, as long as you are willing to give everything for His Highness Beckett, then we are brothers.

Woz's idea was that simple and unpretentious.

The azure screen displayed a brief overview of Beckett's actions in resurrecting The Other, causing The Other to speak again, his voice choked with emotion:

"Berkegaard, Your His Highness Beckett, I—"

"Shut up, if you can't even speak clearly, then don't talk." Hela was watching from the side, Beckett had no interest in listening to the resurrected The Other put on a sentimental show.

Isn't that awkward?

"Um!"

The Other grinned foolishly, the emotional stimulation belonging to the biological organization causing him to unconsciously reach up and wipe away the tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Shameful."

Under Hela's slightly astonished gaze, Beckett, feeling extremely uncomfortable, casually tossed out the planetary resource card that his adoptive father Thanos had prepared for him.

It was thrown in front of Zola, who was crouching down with his head in his hands.

Let's change the subject.

"This is..." Zola, whose clothes and hairstyle were already in complete disarray in the previous energy hurricane, didn't have time to tidy them up. Looking at the planetary resource card that flew into her hand, she didn't care at all about the fair and tender breasts exposed on her chest.

"Take the highest-level planetary resource card to your Knowhere King, and he will understand."

After making up a random excuse to change the subject, Beckett turned to leave.

The purpose of coming to Gafa has been achieved; it's time to return to the Dark Order.

"Two planetary resource cards alone are probably not enough, Son of Thanos."

With a deep, intoxicating voice, King Robin, clad in purple armor, slowly descended from the sky.

The striking cross-shaped scar added a touch of fierceness to his refined and handsome face, while his slightly graying temples showed the weathering of time.