Lord Thanos, This Is Bad-His Highness Beckett Is Causing Trouble Again

Universe, Xandar.

The future Nova Prime, Nova Plame, sits at the Nova Corps command center. On the screen is Beckett's personal warship, with the magnificent and boundless universe as the backdrop.

Beckett's private warship, with two engines damaged, was still belching smoke, but everyone in the Nova Corps command post was on high alert.

Because the blond man who had just been recorded by the Xandar planetary monitoring system was on this unique spaceship that appeared to be fifty percent damaged in battle.

"Prem, that's his communication signal."

The deathly silence was broken by Roman Day. His round cheeks trembled as the man hesitated to press the answer button.

He feared that pressing the button would trigger Beckett's declaration of destroying the stars.

"...Connected."

After a long silence, Nova Plame finally answered the call.

She did not want to abandon the planet that had given her life unless absolutely necessary.

Hopefully, I can meet his requirements.

Nova Plame did not expect Beckett to forgive Xandar's plasma destroyer beams fired at him without a word.

The fact that two large [Cosmic Gang Warship Groups], equivalent to ten elite legions of the Kree Empire, were destroyed is enough to demonstrate Beckett's anger at this unexpected "encirclement and annihilation".

Half of the Nova Corps' main force is still stationed outside. At this Xandar, if Beckett really wanted to destroy Xandar, Nova Plame couldn't think of any way to resist.

"Your Excellency Beckett, Lord of Chitauri Prime, I think there may be some misunderstanding between us."

The meticulous Prem didn't refer to Beckett as "Son of Thanos" or "Descendant of the Titans" this time, but instead directly quoted a blessing for Beckett from The Other hymn.

The posture was respectful.

"Shut down the Planetary Defense System, now."

Beckett, expressionless, was unmoved by this and his commanding tone caused Nova Plame's face to change drastically.

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind completely destroying your planet."

The lingering bloodlust in Beckett's eyes made Prem, on the other side of the virtual avatar, feel a tightness in his chest, unable to express his suffering.

Her heart ached especially when she saw the blond man slowly raise his right arm toward Xandar.

How were these massive space fleets destroyed?

She could see everything clearly from Xandar.

"Beckett, I—"

"I'm only giving you two minutes. If your Planetary Defense System isn't on high alert by then..."

Beckett's "V" sign with his right index and middle fingers immediately interrupted Prem's attempt to elicit sympathy.

"Xandar no longer has any reason to exist."

Hela, leaning against the other corner of the spaceship, couldn't help but feel that Beckett's action looked familiar.

[You're 20,000 years too early to beat me.]

When they first separated at the Jotunheim Royal Court, Beckett used this gesture to annoy her.

So this gesture has a second meaning?

"Are you really planning to go back to Xandar?"

"Wasn't the plan to go to Hala, the heart of the Kree Empire?"

Seeing Beckett hang up the call, Hela raised an eyebrow, walked straight to the spaceship window, gazed at the large number of warship wreckage floating outside, and asked.

"The Energy Devouring Beast is still on Xandar." Beckett, back in his seat, pressed the bracelet, and the azure blue robot cat was assembled. It pulled out eight mechanical arms from its belly pocket and began to tinker with the two damaged engines.

New for three years, old for three years, and patched up for another three years.

Beckett doesn't intend to lose this spaceship yet.

The Proxima Midnight Centauri in the province constantly teases him, calling him the biggest spendthrift in the Dark Order, a professional at crashing planes, because every time he sends out a spaceship, it never comes back.

"Energy Devouring Beast?"

"You haven't taken out the Reality Stone yet?"

Hela was taken aback; she didn't believe Beckett would be Energy Devouring Beast's cute appearance. She had assumed that after the battle in Egypt, Beckett would have learned his lesson and extracted the Reality Stone from the Energy Devouring Beast's body.

Thanos, being a renowned scholar in this universe, couldn't possibly be unable to do something so simple; it would just be a bit of a hassle.

"No, Father said it's not the right time yet."

Beckett himself didn't understand what his adoptive father Thanos meant by his actions.

Even if the gems are incomplete, wouldn't it be easier to preserve them by taking the Reality Stone out of the Energy Devouring Beast's body?

In fact, this was something that Beckett had always been puzzled about.

In theory, his adoptive father Thanos should have been extremely careful to protect all the Infinity Stones he obtained, but he didn't.

The Reality Stone inside the Energy Devouring Beast can be explained by the Energy Devouring Beast's unique physical structure, but the Mind Stone embedded in The Other Scepter of Mountains and Rivers makes no sense whatsoever.

Knowing that Beckett doesn't need the Mind Stone at the moment, why doesn't he intend to take it back, and instead continues to let The Other, Beckett's subordinate, hold it?

Beckett still hasn't figured out this idea.

"Your His Highness Beckett, the Xandar planet defense system has been shut down. May I inquire whether we wish to enter Xandar?"

Hela wanted to ask why, but Woz's notification sound made her swallow her thoughts again.

"It seems that the Xandarians made the right choice."

"Of course." Beckett suppressed his Carnage thoughts, his mind already drifting to the distant Planet Hala, light-years away.

He wasn't particularly interested in Xandar, but he was more interested in causing trouble for the Kree and settling old scores with them for being surrounded by the Kree Fleet on N52 Planet.

Of course, the Skrulls dared to mimic him in U40 also couldn't escape.

None of them can escape.

The fact that Beckett could fill a whole notebook with his childhood grudges is enough to illustrate his character of never being afraid to seek revenge.

Dark Order, inside the base lobby.

Thanos, seated on his throne, was gazing thoughtfully at the star map before him when he suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps.

Looking up, he was shocked to see his trusted subordinate Ebony Maw.

"What's wrong?"

Thanos hadn't seen Ebony Maw behave so out of control in a long time.

"Lord Thanos, something terrible has happened."

"Beckett has gotten into trouble again."

Kneel on one knee and bow respectfully.

After calming down, Ebony Maw spoke, but Thanos was unimpressed.

It would be strange if the son he raised didn't cause trouble.

"What's wrong?"

Anyway, we already know from the self-criticism that Beckett admitted his mistake—

"According to Woz's log, Beckett single-handedly attacked the Kree's homeworld, Hala."

The gentle look in Thanos's eyes vanished abruptly when he mentioned Beckett's name. He glanced sideways instinctively; the handwriting on the two apologies Beckett had written when he emerged from the execution ground was still clearly visible...

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