The Importance of Timely Intelligence

"Bring your men and come with me."

With a cold expression, Hela didn't even glance at The Other behind Beckett before turning and leaving.

She still had to deal with things at the camp and didn't have time to stay here and chat idly with this man.

"Kortian, how's the situation now?"

Hela, who always acts swiftly and decisively, quickly got to work after returning to the temporary camp.

"Hai—uh, who are these two...?" The handsome man whose name was called by Hela looked up, puzzled by the two unfamiliar figures.

"This is none of your business, continue." Hela, with her arms crossed over her Hela, interrupted her confidante's doubts with an extremely firm attitude.

"Yes." Kortian rubbed his temples, concealing his weariness beneath his expression, and then gently manipulated the air with his hands, causing a map to slowly unfold before the four of them.

"Your Highness Hela has eliminated all the Nine Realms Alliance strongholds in the surrounding area. In other words, those of us behind us are safe for the time being."

"However, it's only temporary."

"The Nine Realms Alliance must have already begun preparing to assemble its forces for a full-scale attack." A hint of worry appeared on Kortian's fair and handsome face, which had been through many battles.

That was the combined army of the Nine Realms, excluding the Asgardians and dwarves. Without Hela, the Asgard's backing, on Midgard, there was no way she could stop that army by herself.

Their camp was razed to the ground by the vanguard of the Nine Realms Allied Army with lightning speed. If he hadn't risked his life to break through the encirclement, he probably wouldn't have been able to wait for Hela's belated rescue.

"Let the rest of us pack our things and prepare to return to Asgard," Hela made a decisive decision. Retreat was the only option; recklessness would only waste the precious lives of the Asgardian Warriors.

They were all valiant heroes, heroes of Asgard, and should not have perished in Midgard because of the vast difference in their strength.

As for the so-called Nine Realms Alliance... when the Asgard expeditionary force arrives at Jotunheim, and the Chitauri Army from the Dark Order descends upon Svartalfheim, this united army gathered on Midgard will naturally disperse to provide support.

"But, Hela Highness Hela, our research on Midgard— "

"As long as you are all alive, we can continue our research." As long as people are alive, there are infinite possibilities; once people die, there is nothing left.

As one of Hela's top strategists, Kortian naturally understood this principle. After a long silence, he finally nodded. Although he was very unwilling, Hela was their leader. They should obey their leader's words.

"Where are those C53 natives from last time?" Beckett, who didn't see the group that worshipped him like gods in Woz's scan, broke the silence with his voice.

"They left. This place has become a battlefield, and they are no longer fit to live here."

Hela glanced at Beckett and couldn't believe how those people could be so blind as to think of making a statue of this man.

She was the one who immediately stepped in to save people, so what did Beckett have to do with it?

"Your His Highness Beckett, the light of the Bifrost has arrived."

The Other, now wielding the scepter, felt an extreme sensitivity to energy and informed Beckett before Hela, a native of Asgard, could even sense it.

Their portal has arrived.

Darkness is the dominant theme of Svartalfheim.

The damp rain was trampled by combat boots, but the muddy path could not stop the messenger from bringing the news.

"My lord, our inside man has sent a message that Odin seems to have found a powerful ally who has descended upon Asgard with a massive army."

"Helper?"

The man on the throne paused in his hand movements, then raised his hand to signal the intelligence officer to continue.

"Yes, judging from Odin's pre-battle mobilization in Asgard Square, the help he brought in is aimed at us."

"... Do you have any specific information?" The Dark Elves King asked, tapping his forehead with his index finger and looking up.

He was indeed quite curious to be noticed by Odin, who was known for his high standards.

"That man's name is Beckett, a survivor from Titan, and the son of Thanos."

"Survivors from Titan?"

Malekith's voice held a hint of surprise upon hearing this. In his time, the Eternals were practically cosmic overlords. How could it be that after a single night's sleep, the Titans were now using the term "survivor"?

Malekith, who has been busy catching up on the history of the Nine Realms since the resurrection, has not yet reviewed the Cosmic Chronicle - Titan Chapter.

"Interesting. Have the survivors of the Eternals begun to interfere in the affairs of the Nine Realms?"

Malekith waved his hand, signaling the intelligence officer to return and continue maintaining contact with his Asgard insider.

He turned the Vanir against him and even got the peaceful elves to join the war against Odin and Asgard. Just when things seemed to be going well, a Descendant of Titan suddenly appeared.

"Beckett ..."

Malekith felt like he'd heard the name somewhere before, until his gaze fell on the information wall next to the royal palace, where Beckett's name appeared prominently in various official and unofficial news articles produced by the Asgard Ministry of Information.

"The monkey who wrestled with Laufey at the palace?"

Several Asgardians imagined Beckett to have a tail behind him. Malekith squinted and dialed Laufey Frost Giant King.

"Malekith, what is it?"

Laufey's phantom gradually took shape before Malekith's eyes, a tall figure standing in the snow and ice, his body surging with energy.

"Laufey, I have a question for you. It's about Beckett, the Son of Titan."

Buzz!

The vibrating energy ripples were incredibly jarring, and Laufey's face instantly darkened. Malekith's words reminded him of the humiliation he felt back in the Jotunheim Royal Court, a humiliation he wanted to retaliate but dared not.

The humiliation of being forced back by Odin and Thanos...

"It seems that those plays circulating in Asgard are all true?" Malekith's hoarse voice made Laufey's face grow even more gloomy.

"Laufey, I need you to provide me with everything you know about this Beckett, including his strength." The cautious Malekith felt it necessary to be fully prepared when facing an unknown descendant of the Titans.

He never fights a battle unprepared.

Now that Laufey has already fought Beckett, he can build a model of Beckett's strength based on Laufey's experience.

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