Saiyans adopted by Thanos

Perhaps because of his impatience, Beckett's actions seemed a little rough, so that Hela kept coughing.

It's choking.

"enough."

"Didn't you find it useless?" Hela locked Beckett's left wrist with one hand, and opened the man's wrist in an extremely strong gesture.

"To shut up!"

"Your nutrient solution is of no use to me here." Hela shook her head and felt calm when she talked about her injury.

After several bottles of nutrient solution were eaten, the full-bodied vitality had evaporated before he could repair the serious injuries in Hela's body.

The real instant evaporates.

The extreme darkness, the darkness enough to swallow all energy substances, made the nutrient solution that Beckett took out completely without its due effect.

"Shut up and continue drinking."

"If you don't want to die."

Beckett glanced sideways at Hela coldly.

If you don't drink the nutrient solution, Hela will really die, and will be swallowed up by the ultimate darkness to swallow the last touch of life.

Drink the nutrient solution, at least there is a chance to live.

"And then? How much do you have in your nutrient solution?"

"This thing is a waste to me."

Shaking the test tube rippling with the green liquid, Hela opened his mouth and took a drink.

Beckett's movements were too rough and made her uncomfortable, so she had to do it herself.

"Enough support until you leave here."

Hela is noncommittal.

Her current state is very bad, the nutrient solution and the swallowing of the dark world have formed a strange balance in her body.If the injury does not worsen, she can indeed live longer but...

"I can't find my way with you." Hela drank another bottle of nutrient solution and tried to straighten up again and failed.

She couldn't even stand up straight now, let alone run with Beckett in this endless dark world.

Walking is hard.

"...Hold it." Beckett was silent for a while, and then directly threw a box of nutrient solution by his feet to Hela's hand, motioning for her to hold it.

"???"

"Becket, you—"

Hela's doubts came to an abrupt end. In her incredible gaze, Beckett actually bent over and hugged her in a "princess embrace"?!

"Why are you so skilled???" Hela was surprised.

The princess's hug posture is a bit standard, and Beckett seems to be more proficient, knowing the best point of force???

"Shut up!" Beckett, who hugged Hela, looked ahead, tapped his toes on the ground, and the whole person rose into the air in a flash.

The only light in the extreme darkness illuminated Hela's pale cheeks, and all the mysterious and hidden attacks disappeared under the shelter of Beckett.

However, this is not the answer after all.

Even if you look for one direction, the road seems to have no end.

Beckett didn't know how long he had been flying with Hela, in the endless darkness, he had almost forgotten the concept of time.

The only thing he knew was that Hela had drunk two boxes of nutrient solution.And the third box, the last box, will soon bottom out.

In other words, it has bottomed out.

"Becket."

"To shut up."

"Enough, Beckett."

"I'm tired…………"

Hela directly threw the last box of nutrient solution that had bottomed out on the ground, and Beckett was forced to stop and move on.

"Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to, but I prefer to wait for death quietly than to die on the way to find hope."

Hela in Beckett's arms raised her eyes and met him.

The look is extremely calm.

Beckett's arm tightened, and Hela frowned for a moment: "Let me go down."

Beckett was unheard of.

"I said, let me go, Beckett."

"To shut up."

"Let me go down!" Hela pushed back without hesitation, looking rather unappreciative.

Zheng!

Seeing Beckett still didn't hear it, Hela directly reconstructed a dagger and pressed it against his throat.

"I said, let me go down, now." The dagger that shone with cold light can touch Beckett's skin after moving forward a few minutes. Even so, Beckett can still feel Hela's killing intent.

She really wanted to kill herself.

Beckett's eyes turned cold for a moment.

"Ahem..."

Suddenly falling from Beckett's arms, even if Hela had been prepared, the pain that could be called a torn nerve still made her spit out a mouthful of blood.

The dark red blood fell on the unavoidable Beckett.

He dyed his black loose combat uniform.