Super Two Volume Finale

On the vast Sakaar, The Other's powerful voice echoed.

Standing on a black box that amplifies his voice a thousand times, holding a scepter, The Other stands on the edge of a broken cliff, head held high under the moonlight, chanting a sacred hymn that belongs only to Beckett.

Beside him, Woz, having finished wiping himself with a rag, casually tossed the rag aside and plopped down on the black box he pulled from his belly pocket. He glanced disdainfully at The Other, who was excited as if he were on the battlefield himself, and then tilted his head back to gulp down the still-empty oil can.

"Hiccup~"

"A guy who just watches from the sidelines."

Woz let out a satisfied burp, lay down contentedly on the black box, and patted his soft belly with a cheerful mood.

"What did you say?"

"What right do you have to talk to me, you guy who only knows how to drink engine oil?!"

After respectfully finishing his hymn, The Other kicked over the black box, Woz, unable to dodge in time, tumbled down from it, landing face-first on the ground.

"Aww!"

The azure-blue robot cat quickly stood up, as if it had drunk some engine oil and was high on its own. Milky white air suddenly emerged from beneath its feet, and its round little body shot into the sky, its hard head crashing directly into The Other's chest!

"Ouch~ That hurts~"

Instead of knocking down The Other, Woz knocked himself down, his head spinning. His body, which was snoring with his eyes closed, instantly transformed into a bracelet and flew back onto Beckett's wrist.

"Um?"

Have you had enough fun?

Beckett, who had just single-handedly defeated the incomplete Ego, raised an eyebrow and looked at the silver bracelet on his wrist.

"Congratulations, Your His Highness Beckett, hiccup~"

Woz's dazed, mechanical voice rang in Beckett's ears.

[Is Sakaar's engine oil really that delicious?]

Beckett, who let Woz roam freely on Sakaar, didn't quite understand. He also wondered if he should ask the Grandmaster to bring out some Carter engine oil for him to take with him before leaving Sakaar.

"It was just defeating one of Ego's clones, what's there to congratulate?"

Hela, with her arms crossed over her chest, also arrived at the place where Ego "died".

"A clone?"

"I told you, Ego's true form is a planet. Until his true planet is found, no matter how many times you kill Ego's clones, he can still be resurrected."

"The difference is just how much energy is wasted to revive."

Hela pursed her lips, her black high-heeled boots rubbing against the yellow sand beneath her feet, as if she were treating those grains of sand as if they were Ego.

"So, you still can't even defeat a single clone?"

"That's because I haven't taken it seriously yet."

Hela, who used to be ashamed but not lose face, has now learned to lie without blushing or panting.

For Beckett, the only man of her age who was more than a step ahead of her, to use words to preserve her last dignity as the Asgardian Princess was Hela only remaining stubbornness.

Besides, she'll get her revenge sooner or later.

They, the Asgardians, grow stronger with age.

Beckett glanced at Hela, offering no comment.

Suddenly, I felt the earth beneath my feet shaking.

Rumble!!!

Countless dense cracks spread rapidly outwards from the center of Beckett's feet, and the exploding soil instantly lifted Beckett and Hela into the air.

In the Sakaar control room, the Grandmaster, having cautiously opened his eyes and surveyed his surroundings, determined that there was no longer any danger. He stood up, pulled the dagger from his chest, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Finally over—"

Boom!

The trembling of the earth's crust caused the Grandmaster to cover his head with his hands and lie face down on the ground, shivering.

[You can't see me, you can't see me, you can't see me...]

The Grandmaster, who was silently chanting "You can't see me," suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait a minute, doesn't that sound like the prelude to the Star Core going out of control?

The Grandmaster had devoted a great deal of effort to Sakaar, quickly stood up and reached out to open the center console.

"Damn it! The aftershocks of the energy shattered the Star Core's defenses; the energy is out of control!!!"

Upon discovering the cause, the Grandmaster's pupils constricted sharply. He instinctively pressed the Star Core emergency rescue button before slumping back into his chair and letting out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance; otherwise, Sakaar would have been finished, and his years of hard work would have been destroyed.

"Hey, what's going on here?!"

Jennifer, who noticed Saka's unusual behavior, immediately appeared in the control room. The Grandmaster, who was slumped in his chair, waved his hand, indicating to Jennifer not to worry about it.

"It's all over now, this planet won't be destroyed."

However, that person who can destroy a planet cannot be allowed to stay here any longer.

Thinking of Beckett, the Grandmaster suddenly felt a headache coming on.

Let's fight. Putting aside how strong Beckett himself is, he also has Thanos Ego in two with a single blow.

But if we don't fight, what if Beckett wants to stay with him for a few more days?

The Grandmaster originally intended this planetary protective equipment for Ego, but it's now proving useful due to Beckett's energy aftershocks...

Speaking of which, now that Ego is dead, he probably has no reason to stay in Sakaar anymore, right?

The Grandmaster, slumped in his chair, fell into deep thought.

After thinking it over, he felt it would be better for him to take the initiative, for example, by helping the two prepare their spaceship to go home.

The thought of having to personally prepare a spaceship for these two little devils made the Grandmaster feel bitter.

He remembered this grudge!

He will wait until Odin dies, then settle accounts with Odin's offspring.

The same applies to Thanos.

His the Grandmaster skill was outliving all the enemies in the universe that he feared.

Centaurus Galaxy, Dark Order.

The warship slowly descended, and Thanos, clad in golden armor, stepped out of the hatch.

"Welcome back, Lord Thanos."

Because Thanos's attack was a spur-of-the-moment decision, Ebony Maw was not brought along by him.

"Revise the Asgard data, change the character to Odin, and add the information: Destroyer Armor."

"Yes, Lord Thanos."

Ebony Maw nodded respectfully, watching Thanos's figure gradually disappear into the dark base.

Asgard.

Odin, riding his Flying Divine Horse, slowly descended onto the Bifrost, where his wife Frigga had been waiting for a long time.

"How is it, Odin?"

"Hela is still alive. I think she will soon return to Asgard with the information I want."

"It's good that you're alive..." Frigga breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry." Odin, having removed his Destroyer Armor, smiled, put his arm around Frigga's waist, and walked past Heimdall...

"The Eternals, Thanos...?" Odin, who was chatting and laughing with his wife, glanced cryptically in the direction of the Centaurus Galaxy.

"Meow!"

Somewhere in the universe, the Energy Devouring Beast Ego threw out of Ego, blinked its eyes, crawled on all fours, its fur standing on end, and bared its teeth at the strange creature before it...

End of this volume.

Hooray!