The Kree's warlike traditions were etched into their DNA. Whatever they wanted, they took.
They still remembered their former glory. In the past, they had built a mighty empire through such methods and intimidated the entire universe.
But now, burdened by one problem after another, their lives had only grown worse—especially now, when they saw the mummified Kree corpses drifting through space, their blood began to boil.
The horrific sight ignited their warlike genes. In Hala Star's largest square, Kree took to the streets in protest.
The senator's face turned deathly pale—now he would become a sinner!
Yet when he looked toward the Senate, he clearly saw satisfied smiles on their faces...
He could not understand why.
At first, he had suspected that the people in the Senate were behind it, but this operation should have been completely secret!
The Senate Speaker watched his political rival collapse to the ground like a pile of mud, then turned to the alien visitor lurking in the darkness with satisfaction. Its skin was dull gray and covered in wrinkles, while its shriveled mouth seemed born to speak venomous words.
Ebony Maw.
For now, though, he had done him a huge favor. Otherwise, how much longer would those cowards who knew nothing of honor have kept dancing on his head?
After the meeting ended, he spoke with the alien face-to-face.
"You're quite sensible, alien. What do you want?"
Ebony Maw elegantly raised his right hand, and a star chart unfolded before him. "In three days, the Osborn Group will transport a large quantity of supplies here."
The Star Sea Community had many members. A massive project supply chain drawing upon the strength of the entire community was difficult to keep secret, especially from someone as insidious as him.
Thanos's supply chain had run into