Reaching a Consensus

The enormous pyramid fell silent for a moment.

Woz's assessment after the scan was undoubtedly an attempt to dissuade Beckett from taking action himself.

It's currently at 32%, but if Beckett recklessly forces his way in, the degree of soul rupture could very well reach 100%.

"Your His Highness Beckett..."

The Other looked worriedly at Beckett, whose expressionless face was particularly glaring to him.

"Lord Savior!"

"Leave this to me!"

"I have failed your trust. If I had not been careless, Your Majesty, your physical bodies would not have been taken away by Dormammu's followers."

"So please, please give me a chance to redeem myself!"

Pharaoh Menis knelt before Beckett and Hela, his right hand on his chest, and respectfully lowered his head as king.

Possessing the power of Horus, a demon god from another dimension, he was confident that he would not lose to the Dormammu follower named Cuba.

He had already experienced the so-called supernatural anger once, so this time, as long as he was prepared in advance, he would not fall for it again.

"You?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Extremely displeased, Beckett looked down at Menis, his disdain deeply hurting the Egyptian Pharaoh.

"Your His Highness Beckett, I think Menis makes a good point."

"Leave this matter to us."

The Other, whose body was half-charred, also knelt on one knee in front of Beckett.

Although they were at odds with Menis and believed that the man could pose a great threat to their position, Beckett's affairs were the top priority for The Other.

Putting aside past grievances, working together to reclaim Beckett's body from Cuba is the most important thing he should be doing right now.

"Your His Highness Beckett, the appearance of Cuba has indeed taken us by surprise. In fact, Lord Thanos instructed us to protect your physical body before he left. Therefore, we will certainly handle this matter well."

Woz, who had given himself a new skin using materials he pulled from his belly pocket, bowed to Beckett with equal seriousness.

"Father?"

But Beckett's attention was instantly drawn to the name Woz mentioned.

"Father is here too?"

Beckett frowned, feeling inexplicably uneasy.

Officially, he should still be in solitary confinement.

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett, your trial is the result of discussions between Lord Thanos and the Sorcerer Supreme Agamotto."

"However, the results of the trial have taken a little unexpected turn."

Woz succinctly explained the deal Thanos made with Agamotto, leaving Beckett in silence.

Beckett, I hope you understand that the universe is far more complex than it appears.

Beckett, don't let pride blind you.

"Father..." Beckett murmured to himself, unconsciously clenching his fists after a long silence. Hela, who had been watching for a long time, curled her lips.

"How old are you? Why do you still need your dad to clean up your mess?"

Beckett turned to the side, staring intently at Hela, making the latter feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Lady Hela, you are the same. Your trial was also the result of discussions between Lord Odin and the Sorcerer Supreme, Agamotto." Woz solemnly revealed Odin's secret.

Hela: "..."

"You don't seem to be doing much better," Beckett retorted.

"In short, Your His Highness Beckett, please do not take action yourself this time. We will work with Lady Hela to help you reclaim your physical body."

Seeing that Beckett and Hela seemed poised to start another argument, Woz promptly ended the conversation and delivered his final conclusion.

"What? I'll help him?"

Hela had just finished glaring at Beckett, scoffed at this.

"Let him come and beg me, and I'll help."

"But Lady Hela, your physical body is also in the hands of the Dormammu followers." After reviewing the documents in his hands, Woz solemnly pointed out the flaw in Hela's words.

"..."

"Stop joking, Woz. Quickly locate that Dormammu follower and tell me. That's an order."

"Did you understand?"

Beckett didn't bother with Hela anymore. After giving the order seriously, he walked to the side, closed his eyes to rest, and remained still, hoping that his soul's recovery would be faster.

Seeing this, Hela snorted coldly and found a place to float quietly. Since she was in a soul form, it didn't matter what her posture was.

"Ms. Hela, Ms. Hela."

After silently watching Woz busily track for nearly ten minutes, Hela suddenly heard someone calling her from behind the two huge statues inside the pyramid.

With a hint of disbelief, she looked in the direction of the sound and saw a miniature version of Woz, the robot cat, perched on the heel of the Beckett statue, peeking out and waving at her.

"?"

Puzzled, Hela glanced at Beckett, who was still resting with his eyes closed in the distance, perhaps asleep, and floated to the side of this miniature version of Woz.

"You?"

"I am my mechanical clone, Ms. Hela." Woz grinned as Hela floated over, immediately revealing his true identity.

"Why are you sneaking around to see me? Is there something you need?"

Hela remained noncommittal, leaning against Beckett's statue with her arms crossed over her chest, and asked.

"Actually, I would like to ask you to set off with us later." Hela got straight to the point, Woz naturally followed suit.

"What?" Hela paused in her tapping of her arms with her index fingers.

"Shh..."

Perhaps because Hela's voice was a bit loud, the miniature Woz quickly raised her little round hand to her mouth, indicating that she could try to keep her voice down.

"In fact, the Energy Devouring Beast has been tracking Cuba." Woz pulled in the air with his left hand, and a bright blue screen instantly appeared in front of Hela.

The light spots belonging to the Energy Devouring Beast and the camera mounted on the Energy Devouring Beast's positioning collar broadcast live footage of the icy and snowy Nordic landscape.

Hela immediately saw her own body, bound to a silver-white cross by Cuba.

His long, ink-black hair was covered with the frost and grime that no one had helped him wipe away.

"His Highness His Highness Beckett's soul form has reached 32 percent. He can no longer fight in his soul form, or he will die."

"So, I want to ask you, I beg you to leave with me later."

Hela's soul is not an unregistered entity in this universe. Coupled with the power of the Death Divinity, and aided by Pharaoh Menis and its power, they should be able to reclaim Beckett's body from Cuba.

Of course, this is also a win-win situation.

In this way, Hela herself would have a greater chance of regaining her physical body.

Why not kill two birds with one stone?

Woz was very sincere, and to show his sincerity, he even directly presented Hela with all the favorable conditions for cooperation.

It looks very tempting, but Hela has one last question:

"How are you going to get out of here without Beckett knowing?"