Saiyans adopted by Thanos

"Mother said that only magic can fight magic."

The more confident Hela's eyes burst with fascinating brilliance: "Admit it, Beckett, you who know nothing about magic can't win."

Magic, this is her field, not the special field of Beckett, who is full of muscles.

"Let's wait and see."

"I will find that strange demon god, and then explode him in front of you."

Beckett, who clasped Hela's wrist tightly, was very disdainful.

"What if you fail to do it?"

Hela raised her eyebrows, no longer being stubborn with the man in front of him, and asked.

"For me, nothing is impossible."

Beckett sneered and let go of Hela's wrist.

"Father said that as long as I want to, the world will stand by my side."

The other and Woz stared wide-eyed. I don’t know what Beckett and Hela were talking about when they were so close, but the old man who was thrown by Beckett hugged his head and shivered under the momentum of these two people... ………

"Your father talks so much." Hela snorted coldly.

"Your mother also talks a lot." Beckett sneered back.

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Omega galaxy, 78 nebula, a certain planet.

A Thanos in a golden armor with a giant blade and his army descended from the sky, saving the planet and the people on this planet in his way.

Blood and wailing became the main theme on the battlefield. With advanced weapon systems and strong personal strength, the dark quadrant forces quickly controlled the people on the entire planet, and let them be separated everywhere, waiting Fate's final judgment on them.

The magic civilization they are proud of is completely unable to play its due role in front of Thanos and his fleet.

"Fuck you! Why!"

In front of Thanos holding a huge blade, the man with several knives in him sat paralyzed on the ground, looking at his companion who fell on the ground, red blood, his eyes cracking.

"This is salvation."

Inserting the giant blade in his hand into the ground, Thanos, who took off his helmet, reached out and stroked the man's head, with a little sadness in his eyes.

"And those people are the price that must be paid for salvation."

Pooh!

The grief and inexplicable man spit out a mouthful of blood: "You executioner!"

"Thirty years later, you will understand that I am doing this." With my eyes closed and eyes opened, the sadness in Thanos's eyes has disappeared, replaced by a firm will that cannot be shaken.

He didn't want to kill, if he could, he would like to be a farmer who grows melons and eats beans.

However, one's development must always take into account the course of history.

Since no one in this universe dared to stand up, he was the only one who would do his part.

Half of them fall into the yellow spring just for a better tomorrow.

"Go, the next planet."

Text Chapter 172 The Savior of the East at Sunrise

"His Royal Highness Beckett, there are a lot of life energy reactions ahead."

Nine Realms, Midgart.

After walking for forty-three minutes after the old man in the gray cloak, Beckett and his party finally arrived at the tribe that the old man said.

A seemingly large human settlement.

The young man in charge of guarding at the gate of the tribe respectfully saluted the old man in front of Beckett and others. Under his flicker, respectfully invited Beckett, Hela and the other three into the tribe.

The wide roads were lined with stalls on both sides, bartering people filled the tribe with life.

"Mom! I want to eat that!!"

"Hey! Don't run around, you bear boy!!!"

".................."

The hustle and bustle of the environment made Beckett frown, and the look on Beckett's face didn't improve until the old man walked into the cave where he lived.

"Are you the leader of this tribe?"

Although there is not much time in Midgart, Hela somewhat guessed his identity from the respectful attitude of the bust person to the old man.

"Yes."

After returning to the cave, the old man tremblingly took out the dry snacks he had reserved for his grandson from the bottom of the stone bed, and placed it on the stone table, lowering his posture as much as possible to ensure that he would not be like his previous friends. Beckett was killed.

"I'll go out and order people to prepare a new altar. Please wait for both of you."

He promised that Beckett would summon the old man of the demon god of different latitudes to walk out of the cave tremblingly without sacrificing the Elemental Devouring Beast, and his figure gradually disappeared from the sight of Hela and Beckett.

"Do you really believe what he said?"

Since entering this tribe, Hela, who always felt something was wrong, stared at the old man's back and disappeared in the corner before turning around and asking.

Ok?

[Why did you eat it?

Hela, who was still thinking about what was wrong, looked at Beckett, who was holding snacks and delivering them to his mouth, her eyes twitching.

[Hungry ghost upper body?

"No, I don't believe a word." Seeing Hela's gaze, Beckett didn't care about dragging all the plates with snacks in front of him.

Seeing that Beckett eats so fragrantly, the orange cat lying on his shoulder shrugged his nose, spreading his two pink front paws forward, begging for food from Beckett, but Beckett did not pay attention to it.

"Meow~"

The orange cat opened his small mouth, patted Beckett's shoulder with his right paw, pointed his left paw at the dried fruit on the plate, and then pointed at his mouth.

"I just want to see what he is confident about when he lied to me to come here." Beckett, who has absolute confidence in his current strength, is eager for the old man to get out of it so that he can vent.