Heaven-Sent Thunder, Super Saiyan Second Stage!

Knowing she was in the wrong, Hela didn't say anything more, but secretly felt sorry for herself.

She thought it was because Jennifer's cooking skills were too poor.

If she could transform these ribs and this soup into a luminous dish that radiates divine light, she might be able to record Beckett rolling on the ground, his face flushed and panting heavily.

What a pity.

Hela's eyes were filled with regret.

The Other, who held the scepter and remained on guard, occasionally glanced at Hela.

He suspected that Hela was thinking of something detrimental to His Highness Beckett, but he had no proof.

"Since there's nothing wrong, I suggest you just poke that bone open."

"The marrow inside is where the essence of divinity lies."

Hela, who didn't know the specific procedures but had seen similar cases in the Asgard biology textbook (Royal Edition), gave Beckett a reminder.

Beckett, who wasn't forced by Thanos to become a learned scholar, always felt that something was off about Hela's tone, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

I still suffered from my lack of education.

After her talent in magic, Hela finally found a second place where she could look down on Beckett —knowledge.

Her mother, Frigga, who was in charge of her academic education from a young age, once said: Knowledge is the ladder that allows Asgardians to make continuous progress.

As for Beckett, Thanos tried to teach him when he was a child, but Beckett really didn't have any talent in this area. If it weren't for Thanos's sake, tearing up books would probably have been a common occurrence for him.

It is precisely for this reason that Thanos granted Beckett's two major retainers Artificial Intelligence, access to his personal information database—a privilege even Ebony Maw and the Black Order did not enjoy.

The database of information on the Black Order was accumulated bit by bit over countless years.

As for Beckett, since he wasn't good at studying, his father Thanos put him in an Artificial Intelligence training program, and the results seemed about the same, while also allowing Beckett to focus on other things.

"Woz."

Beckett immediately had Woz begin analyzing the correct way to eat the bone.

"Your His Highness Beckett, the energy contained in this bone is extremely large. Woz advises you not to inhale it all at once."

As he spoke, Woz, who had transformed into the appearance of Doraemon, lowered his head, reached into his belly pocket, rummaged around for a while, and pulled out a hammer for repairing warships and a habit.

With huff and puff, it strode along on its short legs and scooped out the deity's skeleton, which was noticeably larger than the other one.

One blow from the hammer, and the bone cracked, juices flowed out.

Seeing this, Woz quickly inserted a straw, took a few slices of sweet and sour fruit from his pocket, made a refreshing drink to cleanse the palate, and arranged the bones on a plate.

He then turned around, held the plate above his head, and swiftly returned to Beckett: "Please enjoy, Your His Highness Beckett."

"You can do this too?"

Baker, who had complete faith in Woz, took a sip of the bone marrow, felt nothing, and took another sip...

"I learned it from Gates when I was at the base, but I only learned the very basics," Woz grinned.

With a smack of his lips, in less than five minutes, the god's skeleton, stripped of its marrow, turned to dust before Beckett's eyes.

"You ate it all???"

Hela, who witnessed Beckett's gluttonous behavior the whole time, was dumbfounded.

He kept taking bites without stopping, yet Beckett's body showed no sign of any abnormality.

Jennifer next door is still groaning on the floor, adjusting to the divinity in the pork rib soup.

"Don't you feel your body getting hot?"

"Didn't you feel a sudden surge of unfamiliar power within you, giving you an urge to release it?"

Recalling the contents of her compulsory biology textbook, Hela was certain that she had not misremembered.

"What exactly are you expecting?" Beckett asked, frowning. Suddenly, his voice faltered, and his pupils contracted sharply!

My body?

Beckett suddenly felt as if a raging fire was burning in his heart, and the burning sensation caused a large amount of mist to rise from around his body.

Thump!

Thump!

Thump!

Beckett's strong and powerful heartbeat vibrated in the eardrums of everyone present like a resounding war drum.

The silent pressure caused crimson blood to gradually seep from Beckett's body, turning Beckett into a blood-soaked figure that looked extremely terrifying.

"Your His Highness Beckett!"

"Don't go over there!"

With a grave expression, Hela flicked her right hand, and a longsword plunged straight into The Other's feet, stopping him from advancing.

"This is the rejection of him by divinity."

It's normal that the power that originated from Beckett's body would be rejected if it wanted to completely occupy the cells in Beckett's body.

Whether Beckett successfully subdues the external divinity and stores it within his body as backup cannon fodder, or is assimilated by the external divinity and completely becomes a power puppet devoid of clarity and reason, depends entirely on Beckett.

As she spoke, a golden longbow appeared in Hela's hand.

With bow drawn and arrow nocked, the target Beckett, whose pupils were gradually turning white!

"What do you want to do?!"

Upon seeing Hela's gesture, The Other immediately jumped up in anger.

"Ms. Hela, please stop this immature behavior." Woz's large, round face also lost its signature smile.

"I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do."

Her mother had told her about the dangers of external divinity entering her body when she awakened to the Death Divinity.

Someone in Asgard had tried this before, and in the end, it was only through the intervention of her father, Odin, that the person who had lost his mind was subdued.

"Tsk..."

"It's... still a long way off..."

His ripped clothes turned into strips of cloth that fell to the ground. Beckett, whose muscles were bulging, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and growled as he crouched down, his veins bulging.

"Aaaaaah!!!!"

The roaring airwaves stirred up the sandstorms of Sakaar. With his feet stomping on the ground, lightning suddenly flashed at the tips of his gilded hair. With the help of the flame-shaped airwaves, Beckett's power did not stop after the transformation as it usually did, but continued to rise!

In its Super Saiyan 1 state, the cells continuously devour malevolent foreign divinity and convert it into their own!

Boom!!!

Thunderclouds filled the sky Sakaar, and dense Flash struck down in an instant. Beckett sensed the malice emanating from the cosmic rules that Ego spoke of.

The excruciating pain of being struck by lightning caused Beckett to leap into the air and throw his fist at the dark sky!

"This is..."

Under the overwhelming power of the heavens, the entire Sakaar descended into chaos.

Beneath the thunderclouds, brewing a devastating attack, a shirtless, blond figure roared as he rammed headfirst into the gloomy thunderclouds!

Rumble!!!

Amidst the thunder that resounded throughout the heavens and earth, the dark sky was instantly cleaved in two by a golden figure!

With the burst of energy from his powerful body surrounded by Golden Lightning, the energy flames that should have been flames turned into jets!

"I am the world."

"So, if I want to, the world will stand by my side."

A dazzling, silvery-white beam of energy pierced directly through the roaring thunderclouds, and an extremely cold voice resounded throughout every corner of Sakaar!

"That is..."

Lightning flashed, flames shot out, and golden hair flew wildly.

A new form that has absorbed the divinity that has entered the body.

Belonging to Beckett, surpassing even Saiyan, Super Saiyan Second Stage!

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