Otherworldly Demon God

"Your His Highness Beckett, is it really alright for us to just walk out like this?"

Centaurus Galaxy, Dark Order.

As Beckett landed inside the base, The Other felt a pang of unease, their expressions unusually timid.

What they are doing now is a violation of Thanos's orders.

Throughout the entire Dark Order, no, it should be said that throughout the entire Centaurus Galaxy, Thanos is the supreme being whose word is law.

Those who openly violate Thanos's orders like they are now, one by one, will ultimately be chopped into a meal by this king.

Everyone, without exception.

This is why The Other was so panicked.

Beckett is Thanos's adopted son, so he might not be in any serious trouble when he's discovered, at most he'll just be put in solitary confinement again. But it's a different story for The Other.

Thanos was a complete outsider, and he didn't hesitate to cut him down without any mercy.

One The Other dies, but there are countless replacements for The Other.

"What's the problem?"

"If you don't want to come, you can go back to Chitauri Prime now." The Other was speechless and followed closely behind Beckett, who was still in confinement, as they quietly entered the base's database.

[Arrive.]

Beckett, having found the database door, looked around and, finding no one watching him, unlocked it with his fingerprint and slipped inside.

If he remembered correctly, the core technology for manufacturing Civil War the Dark Order should be stored in this Database One.

"Woz."

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett, Woz is connecting to the database." Woz, an Artificial Intelligence life form, began downloading the relevant data.

"Beckett? What are you doing here?"

Beckett, who was leaning against the wall waiting for the download to finish, suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound, where a familiar figure came into view.

One of Thanos's Black Order, Proxima Midnight.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that? Why are you here?" Beckett squinted, showing no panic at being caught red-handed, and instead immediately questioned Proxima Midnight.

In his mind, Proxima Midnight should have already left the Dark Order.

"Lord Thanos has gone on an expedition, so I'll be staying in the Dark Order for the time being. Any objections?" Proxima Midnight looked at Beckett, whose expression remained unchanged, with great interest, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

"But it's you."

"If I remember correctly, you should be at the Dark Nebula Execution Ground on Q-91 right now."

Why are you here?

"Or perhaps..." Proxima Midnight's gaze unconsciously drifted to The Other, who was crouching in the corner, holding a scepter and drawing circles, trying to diminish his presence. The corners of his mouth curled up in a more amused smile.

The next second, the petite figure encased in standard armor was suddenly pulled back.

Bang!

Proxima Midnight's body still collided violently with the cold wall!

"Since Father is not here, you should know what you can and cannot say, right?"

With his dark hair flying wildly, Beckett's right hand firmly gripped Proxima Midnight's throat.

"Damn it! Are you crazy?!"

Beckett's sudden action and arrogant attitude enraged Proxima Midnight, who had only been playing around.

"Answer me."

Beckett met his gaze without flinching, increasing the pressure on his hand. Proxima Midnight suddenly felt a sense of suffocation and nodded helplessly.

"Huff..." Suddenly freed from its restraints, Proxima Midnight hunched over, its right hand gripping the wall, breathing rapidly.

"Your His Highness Beckett, the data has been downloaded."

Woz's notification interrupted Beckett's cold gaze, and the Saiyan, flexing his wrists, turned and left with The Other.

"Beckett, what exactly are you trying to do?!"

"Do what I want to do."

Beckett paused, gave a reply, and then left without looking back.

"Help your father find the Reality Stone."

Reality Stone?

Rubbing his throat, Proxima Midnight frowned, wanting to tell Thanos, who had already left the Dark Order Thanos, about this, but after thinking it over, he ultimately decided to give up.

The reason was nothing more than Beckett's extremely cold gaze earlier.

[He's not as cute as he was when he was little, Beckett...] Proxima Midnight, whose body and throat were aching, retracted her evaluation of Beckett from thirty days ago.

The Nine Realms, Midgard, Ebony Maw map number C53.

The rainbow light from the Bifrost suddenly descended, and three figures appeared in the icy snow.

"Sizzle..."

The moment Hela stepped onto this icy, snowy land, a little steam rose from the magical bodysuit she wore, which was engraved with mysterious patterns and could automatically regulate temperature.

It moistened Hela's face.

"The Energy Devouring Beast is in Midgard?"

Beckett, still dressed in a loose black Battle Suit, frowned and looked into the distance. For thousands of miles, all he could see was a vast expanse of white, with not a trace of the Energy Devouring Beast.

Forget about the Energy Devouring Beast itself, you can't even see a single cat hair.

"That's what Heimdall said. He saw Energy Devouring Beast on Midgard."

"To be precise, the Energy Devouring Beast has appeared here before."

"Heimdall saw it?" Beckett was highly skeptical; he even felt he might have been deceived.

"Heimdall can monitor the entire Nine Realms. What, is there a problem?" Seeing Beckett frown, Hela chuckled and proudly explained to Beckett the terrifying power of Heimdall, the Asgard warrior.

Beckett completely ignored her, thinking she was talking nonsense.

He's seen Heimdall before; he's not as powerful and terrifying as Hela described.

Do you think he's a three-year-old kid trying to fool people?

"You—" Hela saw Beckett's disdain and remembered it. Just as she was about to say something, her words were cut off by an extremely jarring and noisy melody.

The melody was very rhythmic, and there was a lot of people talking in between... Beckett couldn't make out what they were doing.

"This seems to be a special magical ritual performed by Beckett."

Faced with an unknown problem, Little Woz stepped forward immediately and opened the book in his hand.

"That is a summoning spell from another dimension!"

Thanks to her mother being the wisest mage in the Nine Realms, Hela almost succumbed to temptation after carefully discerning the situation for a few seconds.

"A summoning spell from another dimension?"

Beckett heard a new term.

"It is the Otherworldly Demon God, His Highness Beckett."

Woz, transformed into a robot cat, landed at Beckett's feet, holding an e-book with no pages to turn, and displayed the relevant information to Beckett.

Beyond the Nine Realms, there are countless dimensional spaces.

Those dimensional spaces are inhabited by demons of varying strengths, who spy on every place in the universe that is worth their attention, and Midgard is one of them.

"Because they are demon gods from another dimension, in various records, the people of Midgard refer to those mysterious beings who descend through various rituals as,"

"Otherworldly Demon God".