I Like You, Beckett (1)

Proxima Midnight's expression changed rapidly, but it couldn't escape The Other's notice.

"You--"

"Rest assured, Proxima Midnight. The relationship between this man and Asgard is far more complex than you imagine."

The Other grinned, revealing a row of teeth that gleamed with a sharp, cold light.

"What's the meaning?"

She had only brought her student to the Beckett ruins to tell her about the man's past, but unexpectedly encountered The Other, who was so audacious as to directly attack Odin's son.

Proxima Midnight isn't planning on leaving this time.

Not only does she not intend to leave, she also needs to get to the bottom of this matter clearly.

Since Beckett disappeared from Asgard, the Dark Order and Asgard have essentially maintained a completely estranged relationship.

The reason it's considered fundamental is that after the former Sorcerer Supreme, Agamotto, "passed away," the ruthless Thanos went alone with his decapitation sword to Odin to have a proper chat about their long-lost feelings.

As a result, Thanos not only encountered Odin, but also a young bald man.

A bald woman with a delicate, frail face and a shiny scalp.

With Time Loop in his left hand and Mirror Dimension in his right, along with all sorts of bizarre magic, he and Odin blocked Thanos from seeking revenge outside the Nine Realms.

The bald woman's name is Ancient One.

It was precisely because of the Ancient One's appearance at that time that Thanos abandoned his decision to attack Asgard.

Thanos and others are on the rise.

At worst, it'll just mean another Ancient One will die.

Under this general trend, The Other, Beckett's former subordinate, actually brought back Odin's second son, the second prince of Asgard, from Asgard?

His name is Loki.

"Theoretically speaking, he is Odin's son."

"But in reality..."

Bang!

The Other casually tossed Loki onto the smooth ground, his eyes gleaming with malice.

"He is the son of Laufey, the chieftain of the Frost Giant."

After Beckett disappeared from Asgard, The Other, who felt guilty for holding His Highness Beckett back, kept a close watch on Asgard.

The hatred in his heart made him endure loneliness and observe in secret for over a thousand years.

Now, he has finally gotten his chance.

An opportunity to take revenge on Asgard.

"Frigga cheated on you? And the other person was Laufey?" Proxima Midnight's expression was strange.

Laufey is something else, he couldn't beat Odin so he slept with Odin's wife?

If I can't beat you, I'll cuckold you, then have my son join you, and dismantle Asgard from within?

"No, he is the child that Odin brought back from Jotunheim after Laufey's defeat."

After the battle with Beckett, Odin fell into a deep sleep, Asgard gradually recovered under the leadership of the Queen Frigga.

Jotunheim thus gained the opportunity for rapid development.

Laufey, whose ambitions were growing, wanted to take over the reins, but ended up encountering Odin, who had awakened from his slumber.

Determined to be a peace king, Odin engaged in a fair battle with Laufey. In the end, Odin emerged unscathed and even brought back a frail infant from Jotunheim.

Odin named the baby Loki.

"So, the king of the Frost Giant gave birth to a deformed child?"

Noctis glanced at Loki's physique with surprise; looking so thin, she could probably take on ten of them with one punch.

"Yes."

"Odin had kept this secret well all along, until his two sons began to kill each other."

Loki learned about his origins and was devastated.

"Killing each other? Why? For the throne?" Proxima Midnight sensed something was amiss.

Would Odin, that old geezer, really let his two sons kill each other?

"I don't know. Asgard is heavily sealed off. This is the most I can know," The Other readily admitted, admitting he was unaware of the situation.

"Then how did you find him?" Proxima Midnight became increasingly suspicious that this might be a trap set by Odin.

"Under the Bifrost, he wanted to die."

The Other kicked the unconscious Loki, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Are you kidding me? He thinks he can just die whenever he wants?

Have you asked him, the person who has been secretly observing for thousands of years?

"What are you up to?"

"I don't know, but I do know he will definitely be one of Lord Thanos's trump cards."

"A trump card to deal with Odin."

The hatred that had been brewing in The Other's heart for over a thousand years was not something that could be easily erased.

"If I could, I would want Odin to die by his own hand at the hands of his son."

"Only this way, only this way..."

The Other's eyes blazed with a furious hatred that terrified Gamora, who was following behind Proxima Midnight.

"All of this..."

"It's all for..."

"Your His Highness Beckett..."

"Your His Highness Beckett!!!"

DC Universe, Gotham Ruins.

Woz was covered in dust and dirt, with machine parts scattered all over the ground, and dense circuit boards were constantly sparking with what was called danger.

But it remained oblivious, its eyes still fixed on the direction where Beckett had fallen.

I am deeply worried.

"Cough cough..."

Beckett collapsed to the ground, convulsing and groaning in pain. His previously overloaded body had become the biggest obstacle to his Beckett.

The battle with Superman Clark has deprived Beckett of the ability to fight Darkseid.

At least Darkseid thinks so.

His golden hair hadn't yet lost its dazzling color, but lying on the ground with his mouth open and eyes closed had become Beckett's routine for the past few minutes.

"You are no match for me."

"You, and your friends combined, will not be."

Darkseid slowly landed on the ground, and Mera, dressed in golden armor, was thrown next to Beckett.

Clang!

The Golden Trident crashed to the ground, and the dust it kicked up gradually obscured Beckett's bloodstained eye sockets.

"Friend?"

"I have never had such a thing."

"I don't need that kind of thing."

"I never place my hopes on others, but this woman always does."

"She and I are not on the same path."

Beckett grinned, the bright red blood on his white teeth particularly glaring.

"Oh?"

Darkseid stood with his hands behind his back, watching Beckett with great interest.

"Beckett ...you..." Mera, whose internal organs had almost all shifted, was suddenly struck hard. Her eyes widened instantly, her face filled with disbelief.

Beckett kicked her away, sending her flying along with her Golden Trident.

The force was so strong that Mera would probably fall into a coma, according to Beckett's estimate.

"Now, the hindrance is gone."

Beckett grinned as he ran his right thumb across the blood-stained bridge of his nose, a chilling murderous intent erupting from him!

"It's no use."

"I already know your limits."

"Should we continue this death throes?"

Darkseid neither dodged nor evaded, and immediately caught Beckett's outstretched fist with his right hand.

With a forceful downward pull, Beckett's arm deformed instantly!

"Ah!!!!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking was so beautiful to Darkseid.

"Now, I can give you another chance."

"Be loyal to me."

Darkseid's eyes gleamed, his hands behind his back, and his condescending pity made Beckett laugh.

"Hey, I remember, you bleed too, right?" Beckett gasped for breath.

Tell me, are you scared?

Upon asking this question, Beckett suddenly emitted an extremely unstable energy fluctuation from his entire body.

It's like a bomb that could explode at any moment.