It seems that in your universe, you don't seem to be a word. "It was also because of the attack of Mera and Hela that he stopped, and the great priest with the whole king still looked calm.

It's just that the words that come out of the mouth are not so pleasant.

"What did you say?" Beckett's eyes were not good, and he looked at the great priest who was breathing a little disordered.

"Wait a minute! Beckett! ”

Seeing that the man still had the intention of going up to fight, Mera dodged directly in front of Beckett.

"Hela's saying is true, if you keep fighting like this, you'll die."

"Not here, though, but in the future."

Looking up at Beckett, Méra spoke with great seriousness.

"Future?"

Beckett, who had a cold face, frowned and smelled something was wrong.

"Yes, I can understand that you want to kill Frieza to avenge your mother, but the premise of all this is that you are safe and sound."

Mera nodded, her worried look not faking it to Beckett.

"So Beckett, come back with me."

Seeing that the man did not show any objection, Mera breathed a sigh of relief. Then, in Hela's murderous gaze, he took Beckett's left hand,

[Huh? 】

Maera, who thought that he had moved Beckett, found that he had no intention of leaving with him at all.

"Get out of the way, Mera."

"Same thing, don't make me say it a third time."

Looking back, what caught Mera's eye was Beckett's cold gaze.

Revenge is the only thing he wants to do at the moment.

No matter how much obstruction lies ahead, Beckett will not back down.

It's not his style to give up just because of a future that doesn't exist.

What's more, the kind of thing that can be changed at will in the future............

"Beckett—"

"That's enough, so be it."

Mera, who was still trying to dissuade Beckett, was rudely interrupted by Hela on the other side as soon as he spoke.

"It's just a Frieza."

"If I'm not mistaken, he won't be your match at all."

Hela's gaze, whose thoughts were spinning rapidly, swept over the great priest and the king not far away, and Beerus, who was completely devoid of the majesty of the god on the other side, was not taken into Hela's eyes at all.

"What do you want to say?" Beckett frowned, breaking free of Mera's five fingers.

"Woz, translate for them."

Hela, who glanced at Mera vaguely, smiled contemptuously, raised her hands and combed her hair into a beating look: "Hand over Frieza." Otherwise, the universe will be subjected to a bloody massacre from today onwards. ”

？！

Hearing this, Maera's eyes widened for a moment, and she looked at Hela in disbelief as she betrayed her promise.

What about persuading Beckett to go back together?!

Why are you still helping to fight together?!

"Yes, Miss Hela." Woz, who was in the wrist space, immediately projected in front of the Grand Priest and the others, with a sincere smile on his face, translating the most ferocious declaration of slaughter.

The smile on the Grand Priest's face stiffened.

"Hela?!"

"You?!"

"As long as Beckett doesn't start a war between the two universes alone."

"You, I'll add another Becket, and push all the members of this universe except for these two people without pressure."

"After all, that so-called future is only based on Beckett alone provoking a cosmic war, isn't it?"

Seeing that Mera couldn't persuade him, Hela decisively chose to give up, and the sword went sideways and released a massacre declaration.

Threatening to kill to make her own terms is a trick that Hela had learned under her father, Odin.

Very practical.

Especially when high-end combat power has an advantage.

On top of that, Hela felt that this would allow Mera, the little she intended to dissuade, to be kicked out of the three-way conversation by Beckett.

No matter how bad it is, it can make Mera's impression in Beckett's heart worse.

As a queen who came out of the sea of corpses and blood, Hela's ruthlessness is not comparable to that of Meila, the queen of the sea who grew up in peacetime.

".................." Mae La opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

She's not stupid, on the contrary, she's smart.

What Hela wanted to do, she had already figured out in an instant.

She wanted to object, but she had to admit that Hela's threat of slaughter was indeed the most effective way to help Beckett get revenge.

The lives of Frieza and the other races in the universe were like goods, placed by Hela at opposite ends of the scale, waiting for the final decision of the High Priest and the King.

After all, even if the High Priest and the King were able to stop Becket and Hela, there would be one Mera that no one cared about.

Counting on Beerus and Ves?

Or the gods and angels of several other universes?

The High Priest shook his head and gave up on the unrealistic idea.

But being threatened like this, even the great priest, who has always been peaceful, is very unhappy: "Your threat is not a problem in my opinion. ”

"For Lord Jeon, restarting the universe is just a matter of moments."

While staring at Beckett, the Grand Priest revealed the power level of the whole king without revealing a trace.

The overtone is obvious: everyone is in a hurry, don't play.

"Really?" Beckett didn't care, his silver-white hair shining brightly.

"Wait a minute, I have a better way."

In the midst of the tension, Mera, who held the trident, stepped forward.

The peace-loving queen of the sea doesn't want the man she identifies to be taken into the pit by Hela, a murderer.

"The strength has reached our level, and we don't know how long a battle will last."

"It's better than that."

"We each select several strong fighters in the universe to fight in the ring."

"If our men win, please take action and kill Frieza."

"What if your people win and we quit the universe?"

Mera, who had always loved peace, spoke quickly about the plan she had just come up with, and Woz, who was in charge of simultaneous interpretation, almost didn't keep up with her rhythm.

“？”

“？”

Whether it was Beckett or the Grand Priest, the eyes that looked at Mera were full of doubts.

"Interesting."

"What do you think, Lord Quanwang?"

The high priest, who reacted quickly, gave up the decision to the king beside him.

"Sounds like a lot of fun." The immature child's voice gave a conclusive answer.

"Yes, Lord Quanwang." The archpriest who received the affirmative answer smiled at the corners of his mouth and looked at Beckett, waiting for his answer.

[Trust me, I won't help. 】

[I can help you win this battle as quickly as possible.] 】

[It can help you get revenge as quickly as possible.] 】

Beckett, who was about to refuse the offer, met the sincere gaze of Mera.

“……………”

"Well, then, it's decided."

"Wads, leave a contact information for this god so that we can communicate the details of the advancement of the Cosmic Fighting Competition."

Beckett's silence gave Mera the confidence to decide. Compared to Hela, who likes to use threats and wars to achieve her goals, she still prefers to use this milder method.

"Oh, okay." Scratching his head, Woz glanced at Hela and then at Mera, the core data processor in his body faintly smoking.