"This guy ............"

"If it's this guy............"

Seeing the blonde figure standing under the sky slowly landing on the walls of the royal city, Cuba, who was dressed in a white robe, faintly thought of something else in his heart.

[This level of power should have caught the attention of that old guy.] 】

[If you can use him, won't Lord Dormammu be able to break through that old guy's blockade and bring Midgard into the dark latitudes?] 】

The more Cuba thought about it, the more excited he became, and even a little bruises appeared on his delicate face because of this inexplicable emotion.

[Son of the Titan?] 】

[It's up to you, Beckett.] 】

Cuba smiled evilly, and suddenly, his face changed, and the whole person disappeared into the desert in an instant, without a trace, leaving no trace.

"Huh?"

"Gone?"

In the distance, Becket, who slowly landed on the walls of the Egyptian royal city, frowned, withdrew his gaze, and secretly wondered who was secretly spying on him.

"Woz?"

"Your Highness Beckett, Woz is scanning ......"

"After the scanning, unfortunately Your Highness Beckett, Woz didn't find any signs of vital activity."

The data about that desert is laid out on a mirror-like screen in front of Beckett's right eye.

The values are smooth, and there are no signs of vital activity.

"What's the matter, savior, indulging in cheers?"

Hela, who had lost another bet to Beckett, saw Beckett standing motionless in front of him, and her tone was obviously not very friendly.

However, he did lose, and he could only have a wave of yin and yang.

[This monster. 】

Since meeting Beckett, Hella has not won Beckett once.

Hearing this, Beckett dissipated the surging energy on the surface of his body, his golden hair color instantly faded back to inky black, and he glanced at Hela's [Yin and Yang Weirdness], his eyebrows raised, and the meaning of banter and provocation made Hela's face darken.

"Thank you, Savior!"

Agitated, Menes prostrate on the ground, her gratitude to Beckett overflowing, and The Other stood not far away with a scepter in hand, staring at the Egyptian pharaoh with cold eyes.

If his gaze had been murderous, the people of Upper Egypt would have lost their beloved Pharaoh by this time.

"Hey, get ready to leave."

Beckett stared down at the prostrate Pharaoh for a long time, then turned to Hela and beckoned.

The quickest way to get out of Midgard is undoubtedly to take the Rainbow Bridge. The purpose of his coming here has been accomplished, and there is no reason to continue to stay in this place.

He's still locked up.

With his hand stroking the docile orange cat on his shoulder, Beckett looked up into the unknown distance.

"Meow~"

The orange cat, who felt very comfortable, stuck out its tongue and licked the hair on its body, and its tail wagged happily from side to side.

"Huh?"

"Are you leaving?!"

Hearing this, Menes suddenly raised her head, and begged Beckett to stay a few more days with reluctant eyes.

The bizarre pyramid should be completed in a few days, and Menes, who understood that the two saviors came and went like the wind, gritted her teeth and still had the courage to come up with the idea of letting Beckett and Hela stay for a little longer.

"I want the two saviors to attend the completion ceremony of the [Pyramid] in person."

"It's very important to me and to our entire kingdom."

Without Beckett and Hela's action in the ice and snow for half a year, he would not be the current Pharaoh Menes of Egypt.

From the moment he built the statues of Beckett and Hela, he had a dream in his heart to invite them both to the sacred completion ceremony.

"Is that so?"

"I don't have a problem, the key is whether you can convince him." Hela casually agreed, and then looked at the expressionless Beckett with interest.

She had done it a few times before to appear to the Midgarts, and as the princess of Asgard and the future queen of the Nine Realms, Hela was quite happy to participate in this kind of event.

"Your Highness Beckett, I feel that we should hurry out of Midgard now."

Seizing the opportunity, The Other secretly stared at Menes and bowed to Beckett.

Getting out of here right away, walking better and better, this is the only thought in The Other's mind at this moment.

This Midgard gave him a great sense of crisis.

This is an opponent on par with him.

"Now you can't leave Midgard, son of Thanos."

An unfamiliar voice sounded immediately after The Other, and the crimson circle immediately appeared in front of Beckett and the others,

A middle-aged man with gray temples slowly walked out of the magic circle, a dark yellow mage robe, and a strangely shaped ...... hung on his chest Pendant?

"Who are you?!"

The vigilant Menes stopped in front of Beckett and Hela for the first time, holding the Eye of the Millennium, and the power to explore the truth was launched in an instant, but it was shattered under the fingers of the middle-aged man.

“？？！！！”

"Your understanding of the Eye of Horus is still superficial, Pharaoh of Egypt." The middle-aged man who saw through the source of Menes' strength at a glance smiled, raised his right hand flat, and slowly opened his five fingers.

An invisible magic instantly formed a unique subspace realm, enveloping Becket and Hela!

“？！”

"His Highness Beckett?!"

The sudden disappearance of the figure panicked The Other.

"Alert! Alert! His Royal Highness Beckett ............"

"Alert! Alert! His Royal Highness Beckett ............"

Alert ............

Woz's sirens kept ringing in Beckett's ears, and the pitch-black space was as bright as day the moment the middle-aged figure appeared!

"Take it easy, I have no ill will towards you."

The middle-aged man with his feet floating in the air fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of smiles as he looked at Beckett and Hela.

"Who are you?"

Hela warily combed her hair into a beating look.

She hated the man's gaze when he looked at her, like an elder looking at a junior.

"My name is Agamotto."

"Of course, you can also call me - Supreme Mage."

Agamotto smiled kindly.

Maybe the word didn't apply to him a little bit, but the first thing that came to Hela's mind was kindness.

"Supreme Mage? The teacher in Cuba's mouth? ”

The golden wave of qi erupted, and Beckett, who had risen directly to the second order of Super Saiyan, was full of coldness between his eyebrows.

Pulling him into the so-called subspace realm without his permission doesn't look like it's without malice.

"In fact, I'm no longer his teacher."

Speaking of the disciple he had once been most optimistic about, a trace of loneliness flashed between Agamotto's eyebrows.