Loki, Dumbfounded

Ebony Maw, Corvus Glaive, Proxima Midnight, Cull Obsidian.

The familiar faces of the Black Order are lifelike, and they are wearing the armor that is unique to the Black Order.

And there was that figure who commanded the entire Dark Order.

Even though Beckett had prepared in advance, a strange emotion still arose in his heart at what he saw.

Even Ebony Maw's face, which he once loathed, no longer seemed so repulsive to Beckett at this moment.

"Lord Thanos."

The robot cat, having calmed down, projected itself from the Beckett Bracelet and respectfully bowed to Thanos.

"And the Other, Father?"

After scanning the surrounding warships, Beckett gradually suppressed the strange emotions surfacing in his heart.

He did not see The Other.

I didn't see his former subordinate.

"Don't worry, he's not dead."

"Right now, he's preparing a surprise for you in the Dark Order." Thanos knew perfectly well that The Other, who had secretly acted as Voldemort for over a thousand years to "avenge" Beckett, had retrieved Odin's son from Asgard.

"Surprise?"

Beckett raised an eyebrow, then didn't pay much more attention to it.

As long as The Other is still around.

But those two women standing behind Thanos...

Having resolved his primary doubts, Beckett then turned his attention back to the two figures flanking Thanos.

A green-skinned, black-haired individual with a cold expression;

A blue-skinned, bald man with a half-mechanical body.

"Gamora, Nebula."

"Yours, sister."

Thanos pushed Gamora and Nebula on either side of him, bringing them in front of Beckett.

"Sister?" A barely perceptible look of surprise flashed across Beckett's eyes.

What's the meaning?

He's only been gone a short time, how come he suddenly has two older sisters?

"..."

"..."

Gamora and Nebula, pushed forward by Thanos, exchanged a glance, wanting to speak, but the word "brother" stuck in their throats, and they couldn't say it no matter what.

Beckett was ultimately a stranger to the two of them, even though they had always known that they had a powerful brother who had killed a god more than a thousand years ago.

"It seems you need to make up for this memory gap of over a thousand years."

Thanos didn't care.

"???"

More than a thousand years?

A comparison of the flow of time in these two universes...

Beckett's pupils contracted sharply. "Where is Odin?"

"Odin is still alive."

Thanos gave Beckett a precise answer.

With a time span exceeding a thousand years, there is still much for Beckett to learn, and Thanos has no intention of standing here to Beckett.

He has restored Woz's access to the information, and Woz will naturally tell him when the time comes.

"Let's go see your first surprise since your return." Thanos waved his hand, gesturing for Beckett to board the warship.

The fleet belonging to the Dark Order sailed back to the Centaurus Galaxy in a grand procession.

Inside the Dark Order base, The Other, who had already received the notification, stood excitedly at the Warship Port, rubbing their hands together with anticipation.

His Highness Beckett is indeed still alive.

His Highness Beckett is indeed still alive.

His Highness Beckett really is...

"Meow!"

The orange cat perched on The Other's head angrily slapped his helmet with its paw, signaling him to be quiet and stop spinning around in circles.

"They're here!"

"They're here!"

The Other ignored the difficult orange cat. After seeing a large number of warships land, he once again held the Mind Scepter, which had been sealed in Beckett's side hall for a long time, and stood in the harbor, just as he had in the past.

"Lord Thanos." Despite his burning anxiety, The Other still remembered that he should show respect to Thanos.

"Um, Lord Thanos, where is His Highness Beckett Beckett?"

Peeking behind Thanos, The Other, whose neck was practically stretched out like a giraffe's, still couldn't spot that familiar figure.

"Meow!"

Before The Other could react, the orange cat that had been perched on his forehead meowed happily, using his head as a springboard to leap into Thanos's flagship.

"Long time no see, Mr. The Other." Eight mechanical arms extended from behind the blue robot cat, pinching the scruff of the orange cat's neck, letting it meow.

Beckett followed closely behind Woz as he stepped off the warship.

"Cowry..."

"Your His Highness Beckett!"

He was still wearing that simple, loose-fitting black Battle Suit, and still had that familiar hairstyle.

The corners of his eyes showed no signs of aging, and the exposed skin remained smooth.

It's still the same as The Other's memory.

Cold and aloof.

"Meow! Meow! Meow!"

The Energy Devouring Beast, which hadn't eaten an energy ball in over a thousand years, was about to rebel, flapping its short, orange and white legs and struggling incessantly.

"Come find me tomorrow morning." Thanos slowly left with Black Order and his two daughters.

"Yes, Father."

Beckett bowed and watched Thanos disappear from sight before turning his gaze back to The Other in front of him.

"My father said, 'You have something to give me?'" There were no pleasantries, and no clichéd embraces and tears.

The questions were still asked from a superior position, but The Other seemed to enjoy them immensely.

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

"I assure you, you will love this gift."

The Other twirled the Mind Scepter in his hand, a genuinely sycophantic smile appearing on his face.

In the dark dungeon.

While Loki, bound hand and foot like a dumpling, was still pondering how to escape, a door made of special metal suddenly opened.

"His Highness Beckett, it is him."

Loki watched The Other warily as he entered; this bastard hadn't punched or kicked him in the past few days.

Who could command such respect from him?

[Was this the mastermind behind my kidnapping?]

Loki frowned, his mind racing with thoughts that came to an abrupt halt when he saw the figure behind The Other.

"What?!!!"

"Beckett, Son of Titan?!?"

Earth, a silent night.

Nick Fury, then Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.., sat at his desk, carefully examining the documents in his hands.

The Avengers Initiative.

This is the title of this document.

The document details several superheroes that Nick Fury wants to recruit.

Iron Man Tony Stark;

Hulk;

Wait...

"Sir, there's unusual activity in the southwest. According to satellite imagery, it seems to be that same Thor from last time."

"What did you say?"

Nick Fury, who had been leisurely pondering how to unite the alliance, frowned, hung up the communication with his capable subordinate Coulson, and pulled up the transmitted satellite images.

Having changed into Earth-themed clothing Thor beamed with happiness as he headed towards his girlfriend's residence.

"Coulson, what is his purpose in coming to Earth?"

"I don't know, sir, our men have no way to get close to him."

"Go to Jane Foster's house, you go."

"Clear."

That's only two updates left.

I'm a bit lost on ideas for the new volume, so I'll hold off on today's extra chapter for now and let me sort out my thoughts for the beginning of the new volume.

I always took time off to adjust my thinking when new exam papers were released before, but this month, I haven't properly adjusted my approach because of my goal of getting perfect attendance before the exam ends...

I also need to go back and review my previous settings to see what foreshadowing I planted on Earth earlier...