Universe, the periphery of Zetari.

Beckett, who had been flying in the universe for a long time, finally saw the Zetari star surrounded by the Thanos legion. The First Legion, which had been notified by Thanos in advance, opened the docking tunnel of the main ship, and Beckett, dressed in silver armor, walked out of the battleship after the docking was completed.

"Your Highness Beckett."

As one of Thanos' most relied on sons, Beckett, who had already made a name for himself outside, was not hindered by the soldiers of the First Legion along the way, and soon arrived at the control room of the main ship of the First Legion.

A figure stood next to the console. I haven't seen it for a long time, it's still the tattered cloak, and it's still the iceberg face that hasn't changed for thousands of years. Even if he just stood there with his hands behind his back, he still had an aura that was different from that of the rest of the obsidian generals.

The head of Thanos' four obsidian generals, and also the strongest single strength of the four - Dead Blade General.

"How's the centaur going, Beckett."

"Gone."

The Deathblade General, whose fingers were sliding over the light screen in front of him, paused, turned around, and looked at the grim look on Beckett's face before continuing to turn his gaze to the matter at hand.

"Where's Proxima Centauri?"

Beckett, who had only seen the Dead Blade General in the console, asked out loud. According to what his adoptive father Thanos said before, Proxima Centauri in the dark should be here as well. But now Beckett only saw General Deathblade on his own business.

"Are you looking for me, Beckett?"

As soon as Beckett finished speaking, the door to the control room opened. Among the four Obsidian generals, Proxima Centauri in the dark night walked in with a weapon in her hand, and behind her, there was a Zetari.

"Ah, it was, but I shouldn't need you now." Beckett's gaze fell on the Zetari behind Proxima Centauri in the Night. The half-machine, half-creature features, even the unusually terrifying face that looks unusually hideous without any expression, and the brown armor inside Zitari that only high-level lifeforms are qualified to wear, all explain to Beckett that he is a traitor.

"Unfortunately, you still have to rely on me." Darknight Proxima Centauri, who had long been accustomed to Beckett's personality, didn't care about his attitude, turned sideways and pushed the Zetari behind him with one hand.

Beckett didn't mean to take that at all. Wagging the red tail behind him, his cold gaze locked on the Zetari in front of him, and the latter was stunned when he saw it. Beckett's name as a god-killer has long been rumored to be in Thanos' small circle, and this coldly being stared at by such a murderous and unblinking demon king, even if he knows that he should be safe, The Other is panicked.

He's Thanos' loyalty, so he probably won't be able to do anything, right?

The Other was uneasy, but still stared at the death of the three, and stubbornly revealed the plan he had agreed with Thanos.

"Your Highness Beckett, please return to Zetarex with me later. According to the plan made by Lord Sanos, I will take you to the residence of the current King of Zitari. ”

It's still a beheading operation that Beckett is all too familiar with. However, the difference between this time and the previous one is that as long as Beckett can defeat King Zetari cleanly, The Other will be able to take the opportunity to take the throne and take away the control of the current King Zetari from the army.

"How's that, do you want to help, Beckett?"

Dark Night Proxima Centauri, who was fiddling with the small objects in his hand, looked at Beckett with a grim face, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised a playful smile.

"Just take care of yourself." Unmoved by the ridicule of Proxima Centauri in the night, Beckett rolled his tail and walked directly to the hatch by tying up The Other, who had not yet reacted.

"It's true that the older I get, the less I can talk." Gazing at Beckett and The Other's figures gradually disappearing around the corner, Proxima Centauri in the dark put away the playfulness at the corner of his mouth and set his eyes on the still unmoved Death Blade General.

"Do you still want him to talk to you, Beckett's trial when he was seven years old, and you forgot how you treated him?" After Beckett left, the Dead Blade General, whose fingers danced on the light screen, gave the order for the entire army to attack. As part of the plan, the First Legion, led by General Deathblade and Proxima Centauri by Night, will continue to put pressure on the Zetarians from the outside so that Beckett, who is carrying out the decapitation plan, can infiltrate smoothly.

"Didn't you almost stab him with a spear too?"

"So you think I have a good relationship with him?"

"That's right." Proxima Centauri thought about it, but was powerless to refute it. They don't know if Thanos did it deliberately or if Beckett was cold by nature, after so many years, Beckett has always shown such a posture towards anyone else, except for his adoptive father Thanos.

Hell, it's just that such a Beckett is unexpectedly popular in several major armies under Thanos.

"Counting the time, Beckett is almost going to take over a legion, right?" remembered that the process of being cultivated by Thanos back then was to take over part of the military power in Thanos' hands after he became famous, and fought for him in the north and south, killing countless battles. And today's Beckett is obviously taking this path.

"Otherwise, do you think Lord Thanos will suddenly let the two of us attack Zetares." The Dead Blade General had already seen everything. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted Beckett to take over the Zetarians, did he really think that Thanos would tolerate King Zetari until this time?

All the plans for Zetarita are actually Thanos paving the way for Beckett in the eyes of General Deathblade. Thanos has put more effort into Beckett than any other adopted son.

"Next, it's up to Beckett to see if he can grasp it."

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Cold, this was Beckett's first feeling as he stepped onto Zetari with The Other. The oppressive environment, the bad weather, and even the rugged terrain make it possible for some people to believe that this planet is the Death Star alone.

Perhaps it had just rained, and the uneven road was covered with standing water, and the shiny silver boots trampled on it, splashing a little wave.

"Your Highness Beckett, at the end of this path is the seat of the current King of Zetari, please be careful." Walking in front, The Other who was leading the way looked back at Beckett, who was still swaggering and undisguised his whereabouts, and hesitated for a moment, but decided to say it.

Since King Zetari knew that he had already confronted Thanos, he would naturally strengthen his garrison. According to The Other's plan, it would be better for the two of them to sneak into King Zetari's palace safely without alerting the powerful garrison.

"There's a king's set up around here—"

The Other's voice came to an abrupt halt. The corpses of the ten garrisons rolled down the hillside, and Beckett, who was already standing on the top of the mountain, looked at the palace in the distance, and the eleventh corpse of the Zetari was under his feet, and a cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Father said that if you kill everyone who sees you, it's a perfect stealth.