"Welcome back, Your Highness Beckett."
"Prepare for a spatial jump, Woz."
Though it was his first time entering the Babel Tower, which was filled with anomalous force fields, Beckett showed no sign of discomfort.
"Woz is synchronizing the data and constructing a route."
This craft, converted from the Babel Tower, had no coordinates for the Dark Order. To return, Woz first had to determine the destination.
Fortunately, Beckett had plenty of time this time.
The fleets of the two great empires crumbled before the speeding N52 Planet. Corpses and fragments of warships became space junk, waiting to be collected.
"You madman!"
"Madman!"
Diana, pinned beneath The Other's foot, had gone pale. Having lost all her strength, she no longer had the right to meet Beckett's eyes. She struggled to rush toward Beckett, only for The Other to knock her to the ground again with a heavy blow.
The Pirate Queen, who had once laughed and talked with the upper ranks of the two great empires, was now as helpless as a newborn infant.
"Please stop this meaningless behavior, Ms. Diana. Otherwise, I will have to consider whether there is any need for you to continue existing."
The Other's warning made the hostility on Diana's face grow even stronger.
With her life bound to N52 Planet's core, she knew full well that her life had begun its countdown. Beckett and the others could simply leave and return to their Dark Order, but N52 Planet could not.
The planet had not left this war-torn galaxy as they had planned. Diana believed that the Kree Empire's and Skrull Empire's forces nearby had already begun moving.
The remaining Six Giants, all stripped of their power, could not stop the two empires' retaliation. N52 Planet's Star Core would inevitably be destroyed by the enraged empires,