Saiyans adopted by Thanos

The Saiyan Adopted by Thanos Chapter 112

Asgard, the palace of kings.

The heavily armed Odin stood on the top of Mount Asgard, looking up at the sky above his head, and a touch of rich to extreme black gradually melted into the boundless blue.

The darkness that had been silent for thousands of years was revived in his time.

"Son of Thanos, did he really find the etheric particle?" Friega's eyes behind him were filled with worry.In all fairness, she had a good impression of Beckett who had only been in contact once, especially the latter's maverick blonde hair.

However, this does not mean that Friga can accept the fact that the ether particles were taken away by Beckett.She has personally experienced that era. If it hadn’t been for the former King of Asgard Boll to come forward, then the Nine Realms would have been reduced to a family of dark elves and the territory of Malekis thousands of years ago. .

So her impression of the ether particles is not good. When Odin decided to give some clues to the ether particles to Thanos in the Centaur galaxy, she always opposed it. However, Odin, who was going his own way, could not listen to it, or said , He never even thought about listening.

"Even if he really finds it, so long as Malekis is not dead, he will never let others get involved with ether particles. Thanos' son wants to take away ether particles. It's not that simple."

At this moment, Odin's face was completely devoid of the kindness and friendliness he had when facing Beckett, and the coldness hanging from the corner of his mouth was enough to make anyone shudder when he saw it.

Even Friega, who knows Odin quite well, inevitably felt a chill in her heart after seeing the emotion in the former's eyes: "Aren't you worried?"

"worry?"

"Why should you worry?"

For Odin, the battle between Beckett and Malkis can be viewed from the sidelines, waiting for the two to decide the winner before leaving the game to take advantage of the fisherman.

Beckett won, Malkis lost, Odin had one less enemy on the road to conquer, so why not give him ether?

When Beckett loses, Malkis will not be better. By then, Odin will take his own daughter's coordinates and then take a shot to clean up the injured Malkis in a thunderous manner, and he will still not lose.

No matter who wins or loses, Odin is a vested interest. Why should he worry?

"But, Hela, she is still with Beckett."

"Don't worry, Hela and her, but we are the goddess of death in Asgard." Talking about his proud daughter, Odin showed a proud smile on his face unconsciously.

Hela, who came into contact with Asgard when awakening his divinity, is a very special existence in this kingdom. As long as Asgard is immortal, even he can't kill Hela because of this. , Odin will rest assured that the young Hela will dominate the army for Asgard's glory.

"Hey, are you dead?"

Walter Alheim, the dark world.

Beckett, who once again took two bottles of nutrient solution from the bracelet, poured his head up, and his fatigue and injuries quickly recovered under the action of the green nutrient solution.

"I, but the goddess of death in Asgard."

"No one can kill me, no one."

The sea stretched hands lying on the ground and taking a deep breath wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. The black battle tights engraved with mysterious patterns were already in ruin, and the exposed white skin was particularly conspicuous in this dark world.

Beckett was noncommittal, and glanced at the other who was crouching not far away, curled up in a ball, frowning, trying to find the feeling of turning into blond, but he still found nothing.

The Mind Gems seemed to be pretending to be dead and did not respond to Beckett at all.

Boom!

Rumble!!!

The brilliance of the heavenly power still did not stop, and the thunder and lightning that was enough to cause the death of ordinary soldiers of the Nine Realms continued to attack every inch of the ground under Beckett's feet indiscriminately. The minutes are passing by every second.

The mysterious magic circle is looming at the feet of Malekiss, and the majestic life force accumulated is poured into it under the command of Malekis!

Click!

The seal set by the former King of Asgard Boll was officially declared broken at this moment, and a force that Malekis was very familiar with turned into a stream of light and returned to his body.

All the attacks in the dark world stopped instantly, and Beckett, who was struggling to deal with it, glanced at each other at Hela, and there was something bad in his heart.

"dark,"

"Coming."

Like the whispers of the gods of creation, and the chant of holy angels, Malekis, who was floating in the sky, opened his hands, and the black mist that enveloped Beckett and others disappeared instantly, and the fresh air of Wat Alheim was able to return to a few minutes. Beside people.

this is?

Beckett was panting in shock, and before he could react, a thick torrent of energy gushed out at his feet like a volcanic eruption!

boom!!!

"I am the king of the nine realms."

Malekis opened his eyes and slowly fell to the ground.

With a move with the right hand, the real world surrounding the bodies of Beckett and Hela was already distorted, and in the next second, they were forced to switch to Malekis's side.

"Now, kneel to your king."

Enjoying the strength far beyond that of the past, Malekis indifferently ordered the two immobile in front of him.

The invisible pressure is constantly pressing on Beckett's spine, and his physical skills have aged to a certain degree, he seems to be completely unable to resist.

"He..."

"what!!!!"

The veins of his arms were violent, and the new strength caused Beckett to break free from the limitation of Malkis's distortion of reality. He roared and threw a forward right fist, but when his fist was about to reach Malkis' forehead No progress.

"I can't help myself."

Malekis, standing with his hand holding his hand, flicked his finger, Beckett only felt that his chest seemed to be hit by a meteorite, and his scarred body flew upside down in an instant, dragging a long line on the Wat Alheim plain. trace!

"His Royal Highness Beckett!"

The other, curled up and trembling, couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and trot all the way to Beckett's side. He stretched out his hand to help Beckett, who was covered with scars, but was thrown away by the latter.

"Go away!"

In his hoarse voice, the other staggered along with Beckett's movements, and the dark pupils were filled with anger that made the other fearful.

"His Royal Highness Beckett..."

The other who staggered to the ground stared blankly at Beckett who poured himself the last potion, with a complicated expression.

"You don't seem to have a good attitude towards your subordinates."

Watching with interest at Beckett pushing away the other, Malekis waved again, and Beckett's body appeared in front of Malekis again.

"Or, is this you, incompetent fury?" Malekiss in a good mood groaned with a smile, and the long-lost abundant power made him extremely enjoy.

He enjoys this supreme power and the power of changing colors between mountains and rivers with a wave of hands.