The Counterattack Begins Now

Five minutes ago, Xandar.

After much persuasion, the next Nova Prime [Nova Prem] in his arms was finally brought back from the emotional turmoil caused by Hela's torment. Roman Dai's extra fat cheeks couldn't help but jiggle with excitement.

Heaven has eyes; the future leader of Xandar has not become a fool.

"Sir!"

"Breaking alert: Planetary Defense System has detected the presence of Cosmic Gang."

"What did you say?" The subordinate's report startled Nova Plame, who had just recovered, and brought him back to reality.

"Based on the available data, the number of warships belonging to the Cosmic Gang is equivalent to ten army groups of the Kree Empire." The security personnel responsible for monitoring the safety of Xandar broadcast the footage captured by the surveillance system to Nova Plame in real time.

Even though the sparks from the explosion were extremely dazzling, Nova Plame's attention was immediately drawn to the blond figure on the screen who was freely moving through the fleet of warships, leaving a trail of corpses in his wake— Beckett, Son of Thanos!

"That guy..."

"Is it that strong?"

Beckett's terrifying destructive power sent chills down the spines of Xandar's middle and senior management, led by Nova Plame and Roman Day, who gasped in shock.

The endless fleet of warships in this man's hands seemed like a child's worn-out toy, easily broken with a punch or a kick.

Son of Thanos, terrifying indeed!

[If he had started the fight directly on Xandar...] Roman Day, who had witnessed Beckett's destructive power, couldn't help but shudder, and his round face turned a little pale.

"Activate our Planetary Defense System, at the highest level, Alpha. Now! Quickly!"

As the supreme commander of Xandar at this time, Nova Plame, after recovering, immediately made the decision to keep the enemy at bay.

"The remnants of the Cosmic Gang are far more powerful than they were back then. All we can do is hold on until reinforcements arrive."

She was very clear-headed.

The Nova Corps on Xandar is currently incomplete; if they were to charge out and fight the vengeful Cosmic Gang head-on, they would only suffer a gruesome defeat.

As a leader with a brain, Nova Plame would naturally not do that.

"Prime, the son of Thanos and the daughter of Odin?" Looking at the figure struggling in the vast universe, Roman Day handed the choice back to the future queen of Xandar before him.

"... The plasma Star Destroyer Cannon should still be usable, right?"

After a long silence, Nova Plame rubbed the handprint Hela had left when she had locked her throat, his eyes unusually cold, so cold that Roman Day couldn't help but shiver.

"Also, send a group of people to track the purple sphere's whereabouts." Nova Plame's expression softened only after he looked away from the screen and no longer saw Beckett and Hela.

She felt that the emergence of the Cosmic Gang was definitely not an accident.

The purple sphere originally belonged to the Cosmic Gang and had been placed at their Xandar Nova Corps headquarters for a long time. Now that Beckett had suddenly reached out to take it, coupled with the chaotic battle that had broken out on the outskirts of Xandar, she felt that Beckett was likely facing betrayal from an ally.

"I understand." Roman Day nodded, waved his hand to order the anti-star weapons to be activated, and aimed the cannons at Beckett and the others who were retreating towards Xandar.

"That is..."

Just as the Nova Corps was preparing to stab him in the back, Jack Jones, a former high-ranking member of the Cosmic Gang who had regained his strength and was about to sneak away from Xandar, stopped in his tracks, looking up in utter shock. His enhanced vision, now restored to his powers, allowed him to witness firsthand the chaotic battle unfolding in the universe.

On the vast, ocean-like spaceships, each one is engraved with the unique mark of the Cosmic Gang.

"That's... Brother Seven's mark?!" Jack Jones was so excited that his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

No, that's not right, Brother Seven is already dead.

After a brief moment of excitement, Jack Jones quickly regained his composure.

He remembered clearly that all the high-ranking officers, except for himself, were wiped out by the Nova Corps in the surprise attack.

"Was he one of Brother Seven's former subordinates?" Looking up again, Jack Jones, now completely calm, gleamed with a bloodthirsty light. A spark flashed from his left bracelet, and his figure gradually disappeared...

A chaotic and noisy universe.

Besieged on three sides Beckett and Hela stood back to back, their hands forming a protective shield large enough to shelter a spaceship, finally getting a chance to rest in this siege.

"Hey, what exactly did you do?"

Why are these people keeping an eye on you?

Hela tilted her head back and drank the Nutrient Fluid Beckett handed her, trying to recover from her injuries as quickly as possible. Hela chest heaved rapidly, and her panting was incessant.

"Woz." Beckett, sweat dripping from his forehead, didn't reply, but instead called out to the Artificial Intelligence responsible for analyzing the enemy's origins.

"No results yet, Your His Highness Beckett." On the spaceship, which was still relatively safe under the energy shield, the robotic cat Woz installed eight mechanical arms on his back and methodically analyzed and deciphered various data, but still had no results.

At this time, both the Kree Empire and Skrull Empire were among the most powerful forces in the universe, and their elite forces possessed core technologies that were no less advanced than those of Woz, who hailed from the Dark Order. It would indeed be quite difficult for Woz to discern their true identities in a short period of time.

Thump!

The energy shield, subjected to the combined firepower of the three forces, began to vibrate after only three minutes, and some cracks even appeared on its surface.

"If this continues, we'll both die here Beckett!" Hela's face grew increasingly grim as she looked around.

The sheer number of warships didn't seem to have decreased much, and behind them, Xandar's Planetary Defense System was watching them like a hawk, ready to draw its sword at any moment to bleed them dry.

"That's just what you think."

Beckett turned and gazed at Xandar, then at the approaching fleet. His eyes showed no despair, but rather a hint of excitement.

It was only a fleeting moment, and Hela didn't see it clearly, so she wasn't sure if what she saw was real.

"Your His Highness Beckett! Our army has arrived on the battlefield!" On the spaceship, the Chitauri chieftain, holding a scepter, finally breathed a sigh of relief after sensing the presence of his people.

In a corner of the magnificent universe, the shadow of a massive Chitauri Fleet looms in and out.

"You even brought an army?" Hela, panting, stared in disbelief at the Chitauri warships that were fearlessly drawing fire from the [Cosmic Gang] fleet.

Why didn't you just say you had an army?!

"So, Hela, are you ready?"

Beckett turned to the side, and the golden flames emanating from his feet almost blinded The Other aboard the spaceship.

"Ah, of course." The power of death surged forth, Hela, whose pressure had been partially relieved, licked his lips with his tongue, his eyes gleaming with a bloodthirsty light.

Even a clay figure would be a little angry after being suppressed by fierce firepower for so long.

"The counterattack begins now!"