On the periphery of the N52 star, the Skuru Imperial fleet, led by the general, stared at the planet on the screen, his eyes flickering. He had thought that his right-hand man, Magma, might miss, but he never thought that Magma would die in this mission.

And it's all just because of someone on this planet.

"General Augustus, judging from the information extracted from Magma's mind, the one who kidnapped Astra this time is named Beckett, from the Centaur Galaxy."

"Beckett? Centaur galaxy? The centaur galaxy of Thanos? ”

Augustus, with his hands behind his back, turned around, his words with a hint of doubt. The Centaur Galaxy is located at a distance of N52 stars, which is quite far from Tofark.

"Yes, this Becket is none other than the son of Thanos."

According to Magma's memory, the general had a general understanding of Becket's identity, his brows tightened, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

He thought it was just some unsightly interstellar pirate making trouble, but now the facts told him that it wasn't, but the son of some overlord who had a long reputation in the universe.

"General, Thanos's power is huge, if he-"

"There are no ifs." The adjutant's words had been interrupted by the general before he could finish speaking.

"His Thanos hand can't reach that long, this is not a back garden for him to come and go at will." Augustus snorted coldly, his words full of confidence in the military power of the Skuru Empire.

Even if it was the son of Sanos, he could have assumed that he didn't know that Astra's secrets were only worthy of them Skurull.

"General, news from the Cree." Augustus's brow furrowed at the signal soldier's reminder, and then a blue-skinned Kree appeared on the huge light screen, his old adversary, the accuser Dudek.

"It's really rare that you would take the initiative to contact me?"

"Augustus, this is not the place you should be." Dudek wiped the war hammer in his hand on the light screen, and his tone was very calm.

"That war hammer, isn't it Rob's, how did it end up in your hands? Oh, I remember, Rob is dead. In the face of his old rival for many years, how could Augustus show weakness to the enemy, and did not hesitate to uncover the scar in Dudek's heart - Rob's death.

"Astra is a Kree, not you Skrull."

"It's simple, just let our people see him, I promise, we won't take him."

“……… Why do you know about Astra? ”

"Who knows, maybe you scientist got drunk and said it yourself."

"You-"

"Eliminate his signal, now." Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence. Augustus, who was too lazy to argue with the accuser Dudek again, waved away the annoying face in front of him.

Who does he think he is? Where do you think this is?

After so many years, I still haven't gotten rid of this high-flying stinky problem.

"General, the communication signal from planet N52, after detection, is Diana."

[Are you coming?] 】

A smile appeared on Augustus' face when he heard the name. What is the purpose of his army?

It's not to make the Kree rat trap and make the seven lunatics on N52 think there is room for negotiation.

"Connected."

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"Your Highness Beckett, Woz has only intercepted the last part of the signal." On N52, in Diana's manor, Beckett, who directly occupied Diana's throne for himself, tapped his index finger on the armrest, signaling Woz next to The Other to start decoding.

"If you want to live, then bring that Cree man named Astra to me."

A dark, hoarse voice came from the decoded communication channel, but after saying this, there was no further response.

"It's Augustus' voice!!"

Wearing a green helmet made for him by Woz, Astra, who was sitting on the ground and doing nothing, stood up abruptly.

He heard the voice of the enemy, the culprit who killed his parents in the L77 Star War a hundred years ago!

"You know?" Hearing this, Beckett raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Astra, whose face was gloomy.

"Augustus, one of the generals of the Skrull Empire, Magma is his subordinate, and the culprit who once destroyed the L77 Starker fleet." Perhaps because of the hatred involved, there was no unusual emotion in Astra at this moment.

Beckett was stunned, and the sound of his right index finger tapping on the armrest of the throne was particularly harsh over the empty hall.

"I've already spoken to six other people, and they've agreed to start the Tower of Babel project."

Beckett's musings were interrupted by voices from far and near, and Diana, dressed in a burgundy dress, swayed her waist and walked down the hall. Astra's gaze on one side was no longer cold, and the hatred that was still full of her heart before had all faded now, and only admiration for her remained.

Diana was satisfied.

Although Beckett is puzzled, his prey clearly knows how to appreciate her charm.

"Tonight, we will control all the thrusters on planet N52 through the seven towers of Babel. Then, it's up to you, Your Highness Beckett. Learning to be called The Other, Diana lowered her posture.

Once this plan succeeds, they will leave this disgusting battlefield once and for all, and their lives will no longer be threatened. But the premise is that Beckett, as the navigator, can withstand the sniping of the two empires and buy enough buffer time for the N52 planet to change its orbit.

"No, wait a minute, I have a question."

"If time is so short, what about the rest of the people on N52?" Coming back from her seduction, Astra chewed on what Beckett had said to him and moved towards Diana.

"They? Honey, they're all a bunch of wicked bastards, and you want to worry about their lives or deaths? ”

Diana, who heard this, seemed to have heard some funny joke, and did not push away Astra, who was getting closer and closer to her, but reached out to tidy up his slightly messy upper body clothes for him.

The entire N52 planet, one counts as one, and it is all blood-stained existences, especially the jurisdiction of that bat.

"I want you to remember my dear, that the sins of those people are too numerous to count."

"Burning life for the future of this planet is the only contribution they can make to this planet."

Now that the entire N52 planet is under the surveillance of the two empires, Diana will not expose the Tower of Babel project to the watchful eyes of the two empires in order to keep this group alive.

"In that case, then it's decided." Beckett rose from his throne and put the silver bracelet back on under Diana's nose.

"Take them to the Tower of Babel, the only place where they can take refuge."

Beckett glanced at Diana indifferently, and the figure disappeared in the next second. The surging wind and waves tore the hem of Diana's skirt, causing Astra's eyes to light up, and she couldn't help but whistle.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the Tower of Babel, the only place where you can take refuge."

Diana didn't care about the hem of her skirt torn by the wind and waves, and beckoned to The Other, who was staring at the door in a daze.