Dormammu's Backup Plan

As soon as she finished speaking, Hela clearly noticed the strangeness in Beckett's expression.

A visible rage appeared on Beckett's face. His left arm, which was gripping Hela's throat, suddenly tightened, and before Hela could react, Hela once again pressed Beckett firmly into the seawater!

"Waaah!"

"Waaaaah!!"

"Waaaaah!!!"

The feeling of suffocation instantly pierced every nerve in Hela's body.

Her frantic struggles created a few charming splashes on the sea surface, but it was all in vain. She was still unable to break free from Beckett's restraints and regain her freedom.

"You--!"

"Are you crazy?!"

After finally managing to block the seawater from entering by using the power of the Death Divinity, Hela glared angrily and cursed loudly.

"This is the price you have to pay, the price you have to pay for peeking into my memories."

Beckett's expression returned to the coldness he had when he first met Hela.

"Do you think I want to see this?!"

"You insisted on showing it to me!"

"If you hadn't intended to forcibly use my power to repair your soul, how could I have seen your memories?!"

Hela felt wronged after being beaten up for no reason.

She didn't do anything at all. Even the so-called snooping on her memories was just passive...

When has she, Princess of Asgard, ever suffered such injustice?

Upon hearing this, Beckett frowned, and subconsciously loosened his grip slightly. Sensing Beckett's weakened strength, Hela broke free from his grasp and leaped off the sea like a carp leaping out of the water.

Wow!

Water splashes everywhere!

"You want me to avoid seeing your memories? Fine, just don't use my power to restore them!"

Hai, rubbing his throat, stared at Beckett, who had turned to look at him, and said fiercely.

"Tsk."

Beckett's expression was cold, and he did not reply.

If you don't need it, you don't need it. It's not like he can't recover on his own.

It's just a little slower at most.

Besides, those people blocking his way are gone. He can easily retrieve his physical body by himself and leave this hellish place.

"You'd better forget about those things, or I can assure you you won't leave here alive." Hela frowned, constantly on guard against Beckett's potential attack, and watched Beckett walk away.

"They're... gone already?"

Hela was somewhat surprised and uncertain.

Knowing Beckett's temper, she knew that being beaten up would be the least of her worries.

[Wait a moment!]

"That idiot wouldn't be thinking of retrieving his physical body by himself and then attacking me, would he?" Hela suddenly realized this possibility.

If Beckett regains his physical body, he will truly crush her.

Unlike now, even if you transform into a Super Saiyan, your soul can't withstand it.

Hela thought about it more and more and felt that, given Beckett's amazing thought process, it was really possible.

Without even wiping his wet body, he got up and chased after Beckett in the direction he had left.

Beckett hadn't been gone long, and Hela could have caught up if she wanted to. And indeed, just as Hela had expected, after nearly twenty minutes of frantic chasing, she finally saw Beckett's figure falling from the sky.

[Um?]

[Come down?]

Hela became alert instantly.

Looking around, he didn't see any enemies. Beckett, however, was shocked to find Hela following behind him after landing. His face darkened, and he casually conjured an energy ball and threw it at her!

The cracks on its soul body were even more numerous than before.

Do you want to die?

Despite his weakness, Beckett stood up and looked towards Hela.

The power he had gained from transforming into Super Saiyan had caused immense damage to his soul.

He was fine when he was with Hela, as he was able to continuously draw upon her Death Divinity to heal his injuries. However, once he left Hela, his giant power bank, weakness instantly crept over him.

"I'm going to get my body back too. What, did you pave this way?"

Fearing that Beckett would strike first, Hela glared at him and swaggered past Beckett. Beckett curled his lip in disdain. The next second, the entire training ground suddenly shook violently!

Dark Order.

The once desolate and deserted area is now incredibly noisy.

The blades flashed, lightning roared, and the magic from another dimension made the once invincible Dormammu suffer greatly.

"Roar!!!!"

"Why?!"

"Odin! Thanos!"

After a brief exchange, Dormammu's voice was unusually filled with fear and anger.

While Agamotto's power was formidable and capable of preventing him from descending into Midgard, it was not as strong as it was now, able to forcefully suppress him after entering the Dark Order.

All these changes were caused by two people around Agamotto.

Thanos, a descendant of the Titans, Odin, King of Asgard.

Dormammu believed he hadn't offended both of these beings at the same time.

But why are these two here?

They even helped Agamotto beat him up.

"Because of my son."

"Because of my daughter."

The two completely different answers made Dormammu's face darken.

What do your sons and daughters have to do with me?

"You two had better hurry, I can't hold on for much longer."

Agamotto timely interrupted Thanos and Odin's conversation with Dormammu.

In order to become the Lord of the Dark Order, Dormammu had already abandoned his physical body, and in doing so, he gained all sorts of incredible abilities.

Even if Thanos used his wisdom to redesign the armor and weapons, and even if Odin wore the Destroyer Armor and brought out his Gungnir, theoretically speaking, Dormammu shouldn't be in such a sorry state.

After all, he is one of the strongest beings in the universe, and a special being who has abandoned his physical body.

To Dormammu's dismay, Agamotto, who usually clashed with him, played a support role in this match, effectively cutting off his access to mystical energy from the Dark Order.

This is what led to Dormammu's current predicament.

Without an endless supply of energy and the support of pure power, Dormammu could no longer appear to be in control when facing Odin and Thanos at their peak, especially since both of them were armed with special weapons.

"Aren't you afraid that your children will suffer my revenge?"

Dormammu's unique ability to cheat allowed him to escape Thanos and Odin's punishment time and time again, and his murderous words made the two pause in their actions.

"You don't have that chance anymore."

Thanos twirled the Great Blade in his hand and slashed out, his face expressionless.

Odin, chanting incantations, followed closely behind and hurled the Gungnir in his hand!

(Ancient Asgard): "Shoot him, Divine Spear."

Only Agamotto felt a vague unease.

The next second, his expression changed drastically.

"It's the scent of Cuba! The Time Training Ground has been shattered!"

Agamotto's eyes were filled with horror as he sensed that the power of his once-proud student had shattered the time training field he had set up.

"How is this possible?!"

Cuba's power simply cannot shatter the time training ground he created!

Unless...

Thinking of a possible Agamotto suddenly looked up!

"Indeed, my followers have been granted the power of the Dark Order!"

Dormammu, who had been more cautious and had kept a backup plan, laughed wildly and seized the opportunity when Agamotto was shaken to re-establish contact with the Dark Order.

"Beckett!"

Hela!

"Don't rush off, Odin, Thanos. Now, let's have another good fight."