The Outsider in the Dark Order (End)

"Ebony Maw, mission handover on Planet T-300, Gamora's."

At the intelligence exchange point of the Dark Order base, Proxima Midnight, carrying Gamora, swaggered into the main hall and tossed the chip containing the information onto the Ebony Maw table where the person was working.

"?"

Ebony Maw, busy sorting through the information fed back by the stargazers in the Dark Order, looked up and gave Proxima Midnight and Gamora a very unfriendly look.

Why should such a trivial matter be handled by him?

Surely the Dark Order base isn't that short-staffed?

"Don't look at me like that, look at the information in that chip." A terrified Gamora couldn't help but take two steps back under Ebony Maw's gaze, while Proxima Midnight was already used to Ebony Maw's death stare.

She's been looking at that gaze for over a thousand years, almost two thousand years.

I've long since become numb to it.

It was as if Corvus Glaive had long since become numb to her body.

After all, they had been colleagues for nearly two thousand years. Although they had their share of friction, Ebony Maw was very considerate of Proxima Midnight's seriousness and retrieved the information from the chip and presented it to him.

Planetary coordinates T-300, a perfectly normal planet.

As an assassin Gamora was also ordered to secretly assassinate all the royal family members on the planet.

In Ebony Maw's view, there were no problems with either the mission process or the degree of mission completion.

However, Ebony Maw saw a picture.

It was something that resembled a switch, about the size of a thumb, and was black and red overall.

Its old-fashioned appearance gives it a distinctly vintage feel.

Gamora didn't know what it was, but she knew that all the royals of planet T-300 valued this ancient switch more than anything West City.

They were even willing to risk their lives to protect it.

Thanos, finding the object suspicious and suspecting it might be related to the Infinity Stones Gamora had been searching for, brought it back and presented it to her instructor, Proxima Midnight.

"This is..."

Ebony Maw fell silent.

After a long silence, he finally looked up, his voice even hoarse. "Where is it?"

"Here." Proxima Midnight raised her hand, and the black and red switch landed in front of Ebony Maw.

It spun around with a thud.

Memories sealed for over a thousand years were instantly unlocked.

"Beckett ..."

After examining it carefully, Ebony Maw slowly uttered a name that was considered a forbidden word within the Dark Order.

Gamora, who was still trembling with fear, was even more bewildered.

How did her mission end up involving that brother who only exists in other people's stories?

"Lord Thanos has been collecting information and things related to Beckett that have been scattered around over the years."

"You should hand this over."

Proxima Midnight Ebony Maw, whose expression had changed slightly, a deep look before turning and leaving with Gamora.

"Wait, wait a minute, Instructor." Gamora, unaware of what had happened, followed closely behind Proxima Midnight.

What is that?

"Why is this related to my brother?"

Gamora was puzzled.

"That thing is called the Cosmic Switch. Beckett got one on Sakaar more than a thousand years ago. It was given to him by a woman named Vanessa."

These were all pieces of information that Beckett had "written" in the mission report, Proxima Midnight was naturally well aware of them.

"A token of love?"

Gamora somewhat uncertain.

Love does exist even in the Dark Order.

Furthermore, based on what Gamora knew, her Beckett seemed to have been quite famous in the universe...

"Who knows? In any case, the royal family members on the T-300 should be Vanessa's descendants, which means our investigation is on the right track."

Vanessa's master was the owner of the Power Stone, and she and her descendants should know something about the Power Stone.

This is what Proxima Midnight thinks.

"Well done, Gamora. However, the following matters are not suitable for you to explain to Lord Thanos."

Of the Black Order, Ebony Maw was the one who clashed most with Beckett. When Beckett forcibly left the execution ground, he almost buried Ebony Maw alive.

Proxima Midnight didn't want her students to be targeted by Ebony Maw because of Beckett's affair.

"Wait a minute, Instructor, does this mean Beckett found the Power Stone over a thousand years ago?" Gamora keenly caught the key point.

"Then why hasn't Father been able to obtain the Power Stone yet?"

"Because a god was causing trouble along the way."

"Oh God," Gamora out instinctively, then suddenly realized something was wrong.

"God?!"

"Yes, that god's name was Ego, and he was eventually killed by Beckett on Sakaar." Proxima Midnight nodded and recounted that period of history in detail.

This information was recorded in the "Beckett Mission Documents," which was not yet classified as top secret at the time.

"Killed... killed...?"

Gamora swallowed hard, somewhat alarmed.

She had only ever seen the word "Godslayer" in various stories over the years, and she never imagined that her brother was actually a real Godslayer.

"Instructor, what kind of person is Beckett, my brother?"

For more than 20 years, because of Thanos, very few people in the Dark Order have mentioned the name Beckett, and Gamora's impression of him has always been rather vague.

Now that there's finally a chance for Proxima Midnight to bring up this name that's almost extinct in the Dark Order, Gamora naturally can't suppress her curiosity.

"A person with a terrible personality."

Proxima Midnight glanced at Gamora and said without hesitation.

"But at the same time, he is also someone that Lord Thanos is proud of."

"?" Gamora, puzzled.

"Come with me."

After glancing at the time, Proxima Midnight waved to Gamora, and the two walked briskly to a secluded side hall.

"Here it is?!"

"The place where Beckett used to live."

Proxima Midnight pushed open the door that Gamora hadn't dared to open for over twenty years, leading her into Beckett's former residence.

Contrary to Gamora's expectations of dilapidation, the side hall, which should have been uninhabited for over a thousand years, was spotless. Because it was mealtime, Gamora could even smell a rich aroma of food.

"Your Proxima Midnight, Your Gamora."

A robot cat wearing an apron around its waist happily pushed a food cart to Proxima Midnight.

"You know me?" Gamora, somewhat puzzled. She was quite certain that she had never seen this robot cat before.

"Of course." Butler Mech Cat Gates bowed politely.

"Meow~" An orange cat, who eats well and drinks well every day but never loses its figure, lies on the beam of the side hall, its amber eyes filled with curiosity as it looks at Gamora.

"Are you here to collect something, Proxima Midnight?" The figure who had maintained the habit of eating at Beckett's side hall for over a thousand years slowly stepped through the gate, carrying a "corpse" and appearing before Proxima Midnight and Gamora.

Gamora recognized this person; Chitauri had always been kept by his adoptive father Thanos, working for him and doing his bidding. His name was The Other.

A very strange name.

"What, can't you come over to eat without bringing something?" Proxima Midnight asked with interest.

"Yes." The Other, carrying the "corpse," replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

His humility in public was reserved only for Beckett.

Even Thanos only received the respect of The Others.

"Who is he?"

Proxima Midnight didn't care about these things, after all, Beckett's "death" was already a fact that they, the Black Order accepted in their hearts.

"An Asgardians." The Other's composed reply caused Proxima Midnight's expression to gradually turn serious.

"You went to spy on Asgard again?"

"Yes. But this time, I didn't come away empty-handed." The Other tossed the "corpse" off his shoulder to the ground as if it were trash.

"Who is he?" Proxima Midnight frowned.

"Loki, the second prince of Asgard, Odin's second son." The Other slowly revealed the identity of the "corpse" on the ground.

Proxima Midnight's expression changed drastically.

You actually picked up Odin's son in the Dark Order while looting a corpse?!

Ah~

Finally, I can rest tomorrow. So relaxing!

Also, the DC arc is about to end, and after that it will be the final arc, Avengers: Father and Son's Love.

If I write quickly, I might be able to finish it before the end of the year (dreaming).

As for going back to the Dragon Ball to find Frieza, I think I mentioned that before~

I plan to see if it reaches a million words by then. If it does, I'll just gloss over it. If it doesn't, I'll put it in a side story to make up the million words.

After all, a million words is quite a milestone, isn't it? →_→

From now on, I can proudly say that I am also a man who has completed a million-word novel!