"Ebony Throat, T-300 Planet Handover, Gamora's."

At the intelligence junction of the Dark Quadrant base, Proxima Centauri swaggered into the main hall with Gamora and threw the chip containing the information in his hand to the ebony throat table where he was working.

“？”

Ebony Throat, who was busy sorting out the information from the stargazers in the dark quadrant, raised his eyes and looked at Proxima Centauri and Gamora in the dark with a very unkind look.

Such a trivial thing is going to come to him?

The Dark Quadrant base isn't running out of manpower yet, is it?

"Don't look at me like that, look at the information in that chip." The frightened Gamora couldn't help but take two steps back and quietly retreated two steps under Ebony Throat's gaze, and Proxima Centauri had long since become accustomed to Ebony Throat's death gaze.

She has seen this look for more than a thousand years, almost two thousand years.

It's been numb for a long time.

It's as if the Dead Blade General has long been numb to her body.

After all, they are colleagues who have worked together for nearly two thousand years, and although there is friction with each other on weekdays, for the sake of such a solemn Proxima Centauri in the dark night, Ebony Throat still has a lot of face to retrieve the information in the chip and put it in front of him.

Planetary coordinates T-300, a very normal planet.

Gamora, as an Assassin, was also ordered to assassinate all the royals on the planet.

Neither the process nor the completion of the task seemed to Ebony Throat to have any problems.

However, Ebony Throat saw a picture.

It was something like a switch, about the size of a thumb, and it was black and red overall.

The old look looks quite old.

Gamora didn't know what it was, but she knew that all the royals on planet T-300 valued the ancient switch more than anything else.

Even at the cost of his life to protect it.

Thinking this thing suspicious, and possibly related to the Infinity Stones that Thanos had been looking for, Gamora brought it back and brought it to his instructor, Proxima Centauri in the Night.

"It's ............"

Ebony Throat fell silent.

After a long time, he raised his head, and his voice became even more hoarse: "Where is the thing?" ”

"Whoa." Dark Night Centauri raised his hand, and the black and red switch fell in front of Ebony Throat.

Rattling and spinning.

Memories that had been sealed for more than a thousand years were opened in an instant.

"Beckett ............"

Ebony Throat looked at it carefully, and slowly said a name that could be called a forbidden word in the dark quadrant.

Gamora, who was still terrified, looked even more confused.

Why did she go on a mission and still have a relationship with the brother who only lives in his mouth?

"Lord Sanos has been collecting all these years the news and things that have been scattered around the world about Beckett."

"You can hand it in."

Proxima Centauri took a deep look at Ebony Throat, whose face had changed slightly, and turned to leave with Gamora.

"Wait, wait for the instructor." Not knowing what was going on, Gamora followed behind Proxima Centauri in the dark.

"What's that?"

"Why did you get involved with that brother of mine?"

Gamora was puzzled.

"It's called the Cosmic Switch, and Beckett got one on Saka more than a thousand years ago, and a woman named Vanessa gave it to him."

These are all pieces of information that were once "written" by Beckett in the mission report, and Proxima Centauri in the dark is naturally clear.

"A token of love?"

Gamora was a little unsure.

After all, the dark quadrant also has love.

Plus, in terms of some of the information Gamora has learned, it seems that her brother Beckett was once famous in the universe......

"Who knows, all in all, the royal family of the T-300 should be the descendants of that Vanessa, which shows that our investigation is not in the wrong direction."

Vanessa's master is the owner of the Power Gem, and she and her descendants should know something about the Power Gem.

Proxima Centauri thinks so.

"Good job Gamora, it's just that the rest of the matter is not suitable for you to explain to Lord Sanos."

Among the four obsidian generals, Ebony Throat is the most difficult to deal with Beckett, and when Beckett forcibly left the punishment field in the past, he almost buried Ebony Throat alive.

Dark Night Proxima didn't want the students he brought out to be targeted by the old silver coin Ebony Throat because of Beckett's affairs.

"Wait a minute, instructor, so Beckett found the Power Gem more than a thousand years ago?" Gamora keenly captures Hua Dian.

"Then why hasn't Dad been able to get the Power Gem yet?"

"Because there's a god making trouble in the middle."

"Oh God." Gamora subconsciously answered, and then suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"God?!"

"Well, that god's name is Igo, and he was finally killed by Beckett on Saka." Proxima Centauri nodded and recounted that part of the history.

This information was recorded in the Beckett Mission Papers, which were not classified as top secret at the time.

"Kill...... Kill ......? ”

Gamora swallowed in horror.

She has only seen the word "god-killing" in various stories for so many years, and she really never thought that her brother was actually a real god-killing fierce man.

"Instructor, that Beckett, my brother, what kind of person is he?"

For more than 20 years, because of Thanos, almost no one in the entire dark quadrant will mention the name [Beckett], and Gamora has always had a vague impression of him.

Now that there was finally an opportunity for Proxima Centauri to take the initiative to mention this name, which was almost extinct in the dark quadrant, Gamora naturally couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart.

"A man with a terrible personality."

Dark Night Proxima glanced at Gamora and said without hesitation.

"But at the same time, he's also a proud presence of Lord Thanos."

“？” Gamora was puzzled.

"Follow me."

Glancing at the darkness of time, Proxima Centauri beckoned to Gamora, and the two walked to an inaccessible side hall.

"This is here?!"

"Where Beckett used to live."

Proxima Centauri took it upon himself to push open the door that Gamora had not dared to open for more than twenty years, and led her into Beckett's former home.

Unlike Gamora's imagined dilapidation, the side hall that should have not been inhabited for more than a thousand years was actually spotless, and because it was food, Gamora even smelled a strong smell of food.

"Lord Proxima Centauri in the Night, Lord Gamora."

A robot cat with an apron around his waist happily pushes a food cart to Proxima Centauri in the night.

"You know me?" Gamora was a little confused, she was pretty sure she hadn't seen the robot cat.

"Of course." Robot cat Gates bows politely.

"Meow~" An orange cat that eats and drinks well every day but has never been out of shape lies on the beam of the side hall, and the eyes of the amber cat looking at Gamora are full of curiosity.

"Are you here to get something, Proxima Centauri?" For more than a thousand years, the figure who had always maintained the habit of coming to eat in the side hall of Becket slowly stepped through the door, carrying a "corpse" in front of Proxima Centauri and Gamora.

This person Gamora knows, and the Zetari who has been taken by his adoptive father Thanos to help him do things, is called The Other.

A very strange name.

"Why, can't you come over to eat without taking something The Other?" Dark Night Proxima Centauri asked with interest.

"Yes." The Other carrying the "corpse" is neither humble nor arrogant.

His humility before men will always be left alone to Beckett.

Even if it's Thanos, all he gets is The Other's respect.

"Who is he?"

Proxima Centauri didn't care about this, after all, Beckett's "death" was already a tacit fact in the hearts of their Black Bright Generals.

"An Asgardian." The Other's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, but it made Proxima Centauri's face gradually solemn.

"You're spying on Asgard again?"

"Yes. This time, though, I didn't get nothing. The Other threw the "corpse" on his shoulder to the ground like garbage.

"Who is he?" Proxima Centauri frowned.

"The second prince of Asgard, the second son of Odin, Loki." The Other slowly revealed the identity of the "corpse" on the ground.

Proxima Centauri's face changed suddenly.

You tm picked up the corpse and picked up Odin's son to the dark quadrant?!

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Sogou