The Queen of Xandar I Fought

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Beckett waved Ronan away, signaling him to quickly switch to the escort ship, and took out a pile of fragments from his bracelet space.

Vanessa gave him a fragment of the Cosmic Switch. In the battle against Odin in Asgard, he desperately crushed this switch, forcibly absorbing the divinity contained within it.

This is how I express my gratitude, Beckett.

We can be considered friends now, right?

I know you'll say something like I don't need friends, but...

"Take this; consider it a parting gift between friends."

I didn't absorb the remaining divinity from the bone marrow; I placed it all into this switch.

[...]

Memories flooded back, and the woman he met on Knowhere reappeared before Beckett's eyes.

"Woz?"

"Your His Highness Beckett, according to the records, Ms. Vanessa passed away six hundred years ago." Woz, searching the database, provided the information Beckett wanted to know.

Vanessa's name was on Woz's mission report, and given her status as the successor to the Power Stone's owner, it's normal for Thanos to have her information in his database.

Is he dead?

"Yes, Your His Highness Beckett."

Unless one transcends the rules of the universe, no one can escape the natural cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death.

Even powerful beings like Odin Thanos, if they cannot achieve this, will eventually die of old age.

Vanessa once had an excellent opportunity, but she chose to return those divine qualities to Beckett; otherwise, she wouldn't have died so young.

Anyone who merges with divinity can live for thousands of years without any problem.

It was precisely because of Vanessa's reciprocation that Beckett forced Odin to initiate the spatial exile.

Every sip and every bite is preordained by fate.

What do you want to ask?

Nebula, who had been secretly observing Beckett from behind with curious eyes, jumped at the words: "What? No, it's nothing."

Beckett's previous imposing manner had truly instilled fear in her heart.

Who is your instructor?

Beckett, who was standing by the window gazing at the magnificent universe, turned around, a hint of dissatisfaction appearing in his eyes.

Why are his two younger sisters acting more useless than the other?

What was the father thinking?

"The Corvus Glaive".

Whoosh!

The sharp sound of wind cutting through Nebula's ears caused her to stare blankly at Beckett's fist, which was only a step away from her nose, her body unable to react in any way.

"If this were a battle, you would be dead by now."

Beckett's cold gaze made Nebula instinctively look away.

"What exactly did that couple teach them?" Beckett had withdrawn his fist and put his hands behind his back again, was extremely dissatisfied with Proxima Midnight and Corvus Glaive.

They produced two useless children.

When it comes to her and Gamora's instructors, Nebula can only remain silent.

To her, both Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight were figures she needed to respect, at least outwardly.

Although she and Gamora are Thanos's adopted daughters, their status in the Dark Order is not as high as Beckett's was back then.

Thanos personally mentored him, and his fighting talent was so obvious it was almost blind.

Thanos, who had no experience in raising children, raised Beckett, a boy with extraordinary strength, but he also "developed" bad character traits in him.

Strictly speaking, Beckett, who dared to bare his teeth and attack the Black Order when he was young, is actually the real culprit that caused Gamora and Nebula to develop their current personalities.

"Your His Highness Beckett, Ronan reports that the Power Stone has been snatched away by someone else."

Woz, who directly took over control of the Kree flagship from Ronan, appeared on the huge central control panel.

"What?"

"The person who stole the Power Stone must have landed on Xandar."

Woz played a video showing several spaceships chasing each other in space.

"That's Gamora's warship." As Gamora's sister who grew up together, Nebula was particularly familiar with one of the warships in the image.

"No, we can't get in touch with Gamora. Her personal communication system must have been damaged during the tracking."

Nebula, who was also in charge of this task, immediately became very nervous. She was unwilling to lose to Gamora again.

"Xandar's Nova Corps is powerful—"

Boom!

Before Nebula could finish speaking, the Kree flagship, which originally belonged to Ronan, suddenly accelerated and passed directly through the nearest space jump point.

Nebula, who had fallen flat on her face on the warship, shakily steadied herself against the edge of the center console and fastened her seatbelt. "Why?"

"Where are we going?!"

"Naturally, it is Xandar, Nebula."

As Beckett's exclusive Artificial Intelligence life form, the robotic cat standing on the central control panel continuously adjusted the warship's parameters with both hands.

"Xandar??? Us???" Nebula stared wide-eyed at the figure standing by the window, arms crossed, unaffected by the spaceship's gravity loss.

Why not first seek help from the Dark Order and call for reinforcements?

Do you think the Nova Corps of Xandar are vegetarians?

"Please do not worry, Nebula."

"The current leader of Xandar, Nova Prime, is an old acquaintance of His Highness Beckett," Woz said with a smile, feeling right at home back in the familiar universe.

"... An old acquaintance?"

Nebula then remembered that her brother's era was over a thousand years ago...

Judging from the timeline... it seems likely... they really knew each other?

"Yeah, I hit her." Beckett, no longer affected by the gravity loss, gazed at the magnificent Milky Way outside the window and replied without turning his head.

"..."

"Your His Highness Beckett, the Beckett is fully charged and ready for use."

The Kree Warship was far too slow, even slower than the Beckett Woz hadn't fully replaced with the current materials.

On Xandar, the planet's defense center, which was usually bustling with activity, was now in complete chaos.

All because of an order from the current leader of Xandar, Empress Nova Plame.

"Nova Corps members, assemble!"

"What happened, Nova Prime?" Roman Day, who had gone through thick and thin with Nova Plame back then, was now one of the leaders of the Nova Corps.

"Roman, he's back."

The current Empress Nova Plame, who already showed signs of aging, pulled up the images captured by the monitoring satellite, and Roman Day's expression changed drastically on his chubby face!

"The Beckett?!"

"Yes, Beckett, that man is back."

Nova Plame nodded, his expression complex.

In the entire universe, no one dared to impersonate Thanos's former son and replicate that iconic spaceship while Thanos was still alive.

"How could this be... The news from Asgard said Beckett was dead, didn't it?" Roman Day found it hard to believe.

A painful memory suddenly surfaced in his mind.

Nova Plame is the Queen of Guardians of the Galaxy Xandar. 1, and Roman Day is the middle-aged, overweight man who escorted Star-Lord to his spaceship at the end.