Saiyans adopted by Thanos

Without Woz's safety concerns, Beckett was completely liberated.

The Saiyan, who is constantly being repaired and constantly swallowing the nutrient solution, is constantly moving in Beckett's body, providing him with the motivation to fight again and again.

This time, Beckett's goal is very clear-the mother box.

clang!

The rampant Beckett headed into an invisible wall!

The mother box close at hand is so far away to Beckett.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Heavy and powerful iron fists fell on Beckett's back one after another!

Obviously, the speed of Darkside's fist is extremely slow, but Beckett has never been able to dodge, and can only forcefully resist the iron fist of the Lord of the Apocalypse.

"Which universe do you come from, outsider?"

There is a healing potion that can relieve the damage of omega rays, and a seriously injured body can resist three punches.

Darkside took a keen interest in the origin of this man.

"Who knows."

Beckett panted heavily and floated not far from Darkside, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Your goal is also the mother box."

"You want to use the energy of the mother box to go back."

"In other words, you know the coordinates of your original universe."

Darkside's gaze immediately fell on Beckett's wrist, and there was nothing at this moment where there was an artificial intelligence life form.

Beckett grinned, and his blood-stained teeth showed a cold glow: "Do you really want to know?"

boom!

There was a harsh sonic boom, and the blond fluttering Beckett crossed his arms in front of his chest, blocking the fist thrown by Darkside.

The scarlet tail was unexpectedly wrapped around Darkside's right arm, the whole person spun around, and one end directly hit his front door!

clang!

The iron head baby Beckett remembers the teachings of her adoptive father Thanos: no matter who it is, his head is always his most vulnerable part.

In fact, it is true.

The shattered head armor fully demonstrated the power of Beckett's iron head skill, and a blood stain was rarely seen on Darkside's cheek.

Very small, very short, probably less than a centimeter of traces.

But it made Beckett smile.

"Look, you will bleed too."

"That means you will die too."

boom!

The noisy waves of air entangled Beckett's body, like a giant ruler stirring the dim sky, setting off huge waves!

The golden flash above Gotham City tirelessly launched attacks on Darkside again and again.

Fists, palms, elbows, knees, legs, and even teeth, tail.

Any part that can be used as a weapon has become a means for Beckett to attack, the aftermath of energy dissipates, and the entire Gotham City is reduced to a slaughterhouse full of blood.

Collapsed reinforced concrete, gushing crimson magma.

And the golden glitter that looks extremely active in the air.

"Master Steppenwolf, we--"

The leader of the Second Apocalypse Legion, who was on standby, made a beheading gesture, but Steppenwolf raised his hand to indicate not to use it.

"Let him vent."

In the ancient times, he invaded the earth but was beaten back by the Amazons, Seas, and the gods of the humans.

For example...now.

"Do you only have this degree?"

Click!

The fallen Darkside stepped on Beckett's right arm, and the sound of bone cracking was extremely crisp...

"Tsk..."

The energy wave blasted out of one arm slammed into Darkside's chest. The latter staggered back a few steps, suddenly stretched his big hand forward, and slammed Beckett's left arm down!

boom!

Beckett fell to the ground!

Do not!!!!!

The eyes of Mei La in the distance were tearful, and she pressed down her thoughts of going out to help several times.

She knew that she would only be a disservice when she went out now.

She wants to save Beckett, but she only has one chance.

Only now this time Daxed will not care about her chance at all.

She can't waste it.

Hum!

Suddenly,

The ensemble of engine and exhaust throat sounded in this battlefield opened by Darkside himself. A tattered Subaru Impreza finally braked on the battlefield after spinning out of control for six or seven laps.