A Chat with Thanos

Kino was walking, but he walked with great authority, presence, and style.

Like when the Sword Saint appeared in Chinese Paladin 1 and took Ling'er away—elusive, teleporting... whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

He walked in a zigzag.

It was an ordinary walk, yet it felt as if he had activated an accelerator. A flash of light, and with a whoosh, he advanced more than ten meters. Another flash, and with another whoosh, he was dozens of meters farther.

He had style, all right!

At last, he reached the center of the battlefield and stared Thanos down.

"You are... its master?" Thanos raised a hand and pointed at the Divine Dragon in the sky, not bothering with that pointless game where whoever spoke first lost.

Kino did not waste words either. He waved a hand. "Go back."

"Yes, Master."

The Divine Dragon nodded respectfully, soared into the air, and flew away.

"Let's have a chat." Kino smiled and conjured a chair, then sat down with one leg crossed over the other.

Everyone was dumbfounded. What the hell?

"About what?"

Thanos was also very interested in the man before him. It was clear now. Whether this had been a defensive battle or an assault, the one manipulating everything from behind the scenes was this seemingly... very "young" man.

The other heroes were equally baffled. Chat about what? What was there to talk about?

"I'm very interested in you. I'd like to know what drove you... to take this path?" Kino smiled and casually conjured a chair beside Thanos. "Please."

Thanos merely lowered his head and glanced at it. He did not refuse, sitting down with steady composure.

"My homeworld, Titan, was once a beautiful planet. Like many planets, there were too many mouths to feed and far too little food. When we faced