Saiyans adopted by Thanos

"The savior? It really is the weak who only look forward to being saved." Beckett sneered when he heard the words, his brows full of arrogance and disdain.

"Why, do you think it's great that you saved them? So you can talk coldly here?" Hela beside her was cold-eyed.

"They are weak, but it doesn't mean they haven't tried to resist. The blood on the ground is proof."

"Look at the corpses of those who rebel against the villagers, and ask yourself, if one day, you lose the power you are proud of now, can you do it like this?"

"I bet you can't do it, because your arrogance and rudeness have gone deep into your bones. If one day you lose your current strength, I bet you will die because of your own mouth, and be cut by your enemy in the first place. The hand beheaded again."

Overlooking the group of villagers who were supposed to be sheltered by the Asgard camp, Hela landed in front of them without looking back, leaving Beckett alone in the air, and her ears kept echoing before Hela left. The last sentence left: "But it is. After all, you are the son of a superior Titan. How can you understand what [Guardian] means, because you have nothing to guard."

[You are just a war machine that only knows about killing.

Hela did not say the last sentence.Judging by what she only knows about Beckett, a big battle is inevitable when these words are said.At this time when the situation in Midgart is still unclear, Hela doesn't need to be entangled with a man who exchanges IQ for combat effectiveness.

At this time, Hela, who was full of love for everything under Asgard's rule, received the gratitude of more than a hundred survivors as the Queen of Asgard, and the persistent survivors knelt down at her feet one by one.

Of course, the object of their bows and worship also included Beckett, who was still floating in the air with no expression.

guard?

Beckett closed his eyes, and the thoughts surging in his mind instantly brought him back to the time when he was most helpless.

In the rescue cabin, he was unable to slap his protective cover and crying, and outside the rescue cabin, he waved goodbye to his mother with tears.

Beckett hated himself as a baby at that time because he was weak at that time.

The weakness is the original sin.

Just like him before, and like the hundreds of survivors under his feet.

Opening his eyes, the experience of growing up in the Dark Quadrant helped Beckett suppress the turbulent thoughts in his heart, turned his head to look, and The Other, holding the blue scepter, was looking at himself worriedly: "His Royal Highness Beckett?"

"what happened?"

"No, nothing." Seeing Beckett open his eyes, The Other's head shook like a rattle.

"His Royal Highness, your strength value fluctuated very sharply for some reason just now, but now it is back to normal."

"In addition, according to Woz's estimation, the extremely mysterious cosmic power transmitted by Astra into your body will completely pass away in forty minutes."

"By then, you will lose the power increase form in front of you." Woz, who is always monitoring Beckett's physical condition, reminded him with all his heart.

"After forty minutes, I understand."

Beckett landed on the ground, and the white robe dancing with the wind had not wiped away the frost and snow stained on the bright silver boots. The survivors who were always paying attention to Beckett's movements had dispatched leaders to Beckett. Respectfully, thank him face to face.

"Send the location coordinates here to Ebony Throat and let him land near here."

Seeing the words of gratitude that appeared one after another on the translation panel, Beckett didn't feel much, but The Other behind him suddenly widened his eyes, and suddenly felt that the position of his Royal Highness Beckett's number one loyal minister was insecure.

I have been with His Royal Highness Beckett for a while, except for the ebony throat that compliments Thanos all the time.TheOther hasn't seen a hymn singing louder than himself.

But now the leader of the survivor, he did it.

What [Savior], [Golden Glitter], [Legendary God], etc. A series of adjectives that are more exaggerated and exaggerated, really helped TheOther to enrich its vocabulary. TheOther feels that he will celebrate his Royal Highness Beckett in the future. The words can be longer again.

In addition, in TheOther's view, this is not the most outrageous compliment.In his opinion, the most outrageous is:

[We want to build a statue for you, and we want our future children and grandchildren to learn about your power through this statue...]

What is professional?

This is called professional!

Considering himself to be the first minister of His Royal Highness Beckett, TheOther, whose status is like the Ebony Maw to Thanos, felt panic for the first time in his life.

What if His Royal Highness Beckett is complimented and comfortable, what should I do to bring this man with him?

learn!Must learn!

With a learning mentality, The Other, holding a blue scepter, was going to find the survivor leader who got Beckett's permission to get a close look, but it was directly stuck in the language communication step.

He didn't understand what the Midgarts said, and he didn't understand what the Midgarts said.The two people had big eyes and small eyes, and they were communicating by dancing and dancing body language.

"When will your people arrive?"

Seeing TheOther and the survivors become one with the survivors dancing and dancing, Hela paced to her chest with her arms crossed and leaning beside Beckett on the stump, her eyes drifting away.

"Soon."

Beckett, staring at the sky, didn't turn his head, and replied coldly.

The scene fell silent for an instant.

The interaction between TheOther and Midgard survivors danced and danced, and Beckett and Hela seemed to be separated by two worlds.

One is hot, the other is cold.

Thirty minutes later, the army in Beckett's words [coming soon] had not arrived. Instead, the densely packed Nine Realms United Army Wuyang gathered at the entrance of the village, causing panic among the survivors.

"Even the elves who claim to be incompetent have come out. My father is right. The Nine Realms really need to be rectified."

Standing on the branch, Hela glanced condescendingly at the Nine Realms Allied Forces surrounding the entrance of the village, her eyes gradually cold.

Among the nine realms, the civilization with a lot of combat power, except for a dwarf race, all the others are now standing in Asgard, or the opposite of Odin.

Whether it is Warnerheim, who was born in the Queen of God Friega, or a family of elves who claim to have nothing to do with the world and just want to chop wood and feed horses and farms.

"Daughter of Odin! Son of Thanos! You have been surrounded by us!"

The voice that shook the sky caused Beckett, who was lying on the tree stump, to button his ears, and a sneer was raised at the corners of his mouth.

"Is it finally here? It's not necessarily who surrounded whom." Standing up, Beckett's figure gradually lifted into the sky.

The survivors on the ground raised their heads and looked up, Beckett's raised right hand snapped his fingers, and a crisp sound rang through the sky!

The densely packed battleship group appeared behind Beckett, and the dark gun barrels were aimed at the vanguard of the Nine Realms United Army on the ground, and energy surged.

"?????!!!"

"Impossible?!!! When?!!!"

The appearances of the chief leaders of the vanguard of the Nine Realms United Army suddenly became extremely ugly.

"You really never stopped, Beckett."

One of the four obsidian generals under Thanos' command and the idol of The Other, the Ebony Maw floated out of the battleship group, and fell beside Beckett with a helpless look...