Bang!

It was another attack that ended in nothing.

Beckett and Hela sprang out of the turbulent waters, a sinister smile on the man's lips that made Hela mad.

"Hey, come again."

Landing easily, the one-armed Beckett stretched out his hand towards the sea and hooked his index finger, the meaning of provocation was overflowing.

The black combat suit, soaked in seawater, was no longer loose, clinging to Beckett's body, outlining the angular arc of muscle; Droplets of water fall from the ends of the bright hair, creating a dazzling glow on the beach.

"Hoo ......"

"I refuse."

Hela did not hesitate and refused directly.

Fight with this person who only has a fight in his head, and the last person to suffer must be her.

And, the main thing, she can't beat it.

After nearly thirty minutes of rest, Beckett, whose strength began to gradually regain, was no longer the man he had previously barely matched her when he was weak.

True?? One hand beat her.

Hella couldn't stand this psychological gap and decisively chose to stop.

"You're scared."

Beckett frowned, and then, with his mouth, he further stimulated every nerve in Hela's body.

Hela, as he expected, stopped, turned around, and looked unkind: "What? ”

"The divinity of death that overflows from your body can speed up my recovery."

"So, you're scared."

Beckett lowered his left arm and walked in the direction of Hela. With her head held high, her gaze from above made Hela take a few steps back irrepressibly.

"Are you dreaming?"

Hela sneered and sneered,

"No, I'm just stating a fact."

Beckett stopped in front of Hela and leaned slightly.

Hela could even feel Beckett's breath lapping on her face.

Although Hela didn't know why Beckett, who was just a soul body, still breathed and was able to breathe in and out.

Perhaps, this is the magic of the Supreme Mage.

Beckett reached out and raised his index and middle fingers in front of Hela.

"What? Is there still 20,000 years left? Hela stared at Beckett without fear.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, the dirty words that Beckett said seriously had been deeply imprinted in her mind, along with Beckett's bad habit of locking his throat.

For more than two decades, Beckett was the only person of Hela's age who had beaten him.

And since meeting Beckett, Hela has found that she has unknowingly liked the feeling of locking people's throats.

Mother is right, after all, people have become the most hated appearance of themselves, just like her.

"No, I don't mean that you are still 20,000 years away, but that you only have two choices."

With her head held high, Beckett's haughty gaze made Hela frown unconsciously.

[Here we go again.] 】

She hated that Beckett looked at her like that, but she was also the princess of Asgard, and even her parents had never looked up to her so contemptuous.

"One, use your power to restore me."

"Two, use your strength to restore me."

“……… Is there a difference? Hela laughed angrily.

Beckett didn't speak, but raised his left hand in front of Hela, and the rich energy instantly converged into a ball, and the terrifying energy fluctuations made Hela's face change suddenly.

"Now, tell me your choice."

Hela pulls her legs and runs!

Boom!

In the next second, as if something was mixed under his feet, he fell directly on the beach.

"Thank you, for your generosity."

Beckett raised an eyebrow, paced to Hela's side, sat down on Hela, and grabbed the latter's right hand.

Ten fingers crossed, which means death and at the same time means a new death divinity, which is continuously transmitted from Hela's body to Beckett's soul, mending his cracked body.

"You ...... Perverted! ”

Hela couldn't move at all because of the weight of her body under the blessing of energy, and she could only watch Beckett close her eyes and enjoy the power that was completely uncontrolled by the quilt nourishing Beckett's soul.

"Why?"

Hela was a little crazy.

Why is Beckett inexplicably able to devour and absorb his own power?!

Why can't she devour his power in turn?

Although the part of the divinity of death absorbed by Beckett was only a drop in the bucket compared to her, this feeling of powerlessness and being forced still made Hela extremely unhappy.

At the very least, she wanted to be on it.

"Zizi ......"

[Huh? 】

Suddenly, Hela seemed to hear some strange sound, and the next second, it suddenly fell into darkness in front of her.

When she opened her eyes again, she was standing in the midst of a devastated planet, and in front of her, a woman with the same tail was smiling and saying something to the baby who was supposed to be in the escape pod.

Laughing and laughing, I cried.

Hela followed the woman's gaze and saw a baby in the escape pod. And unlike this woman, the baby in the escape pod has a red tail.

"The tail?"

The moment she saw the tail, Hela immediately thought of Beckett.

And then,

She heard the baby's hysterical cry.

Rumble!

Planet Explosion!

There was a man who rose to the sky, but after all, he still couldn't resist the devastating blow.

The strange pronunciation and the language she didn't understand made Hela extremely confused.

"It's ...... What happened? ”

Hela was wondering when her surroundings suddenly began to turn into a point of light and regress!

On the barren Titan planet, Thanos, dressed in gold armor, slowly disappeared in front of Hela's eyes with a baby in his arms who was constantly resisting.

Syllable!

The picture suddenly went black, and the consciousness returned to reality.

An indescribable feeling of suffocation pervades every cell in Hela's body.

"What are you doing?!"

Beckett, who roared lowly, pinned Hela to the water, his eyes reddened.

Wow!

Hela opened her mouth, and the sea poured back, and she couldn't speak at all.

"Ahem! cough cough cough !! ”

"I don't know!"

"I'm just thinking about it the other way around—" Hela coughed as she was dragged out, explaining the reason abruptly.

She suddenly remembered that before she saw those images, she was thinking about "why she couldn't devour Beckett's power".

Hela, who reacted, instantly lowered her head and looked at her hands, and for a long time, she still didn't sense the power that belonged to Beckett.

Her hair wasn't automatically dyed blonde.

Could it be that his own strength is not as strong as Beckett, so he can't devour his power, and can only look at the memories in his soul?

Thinking of this, Hela's face darkened, as if she felt the malice of this universe towards her.

"What is the other way around?"

"Tell me, what do you see?"

Seeing that Hela didn't respond for a long time, Beckett's body surface energy surged, and the rich killing intent surged towards Hela like a tide.

When he realized that his memories seemed to be being looked through by Hela, Beckett disconnected from her.

But he didn't know how many memories of herself Hela had seen.

"I saw [Frieza], who is he?"