"That guy...... Where like a review was written. ”

In the midst of the ruins, Hela looked up at the figure floating in the sky, and couldn't help but remember the way she had seen Beckett meditating and writing a review.

Hela vaguely remembers that when she went to harass her again, she vaguely saw Beckett's "Some Explanations and Corrections for Pride" written in the review book.

But for now............

I know it's wrong, but how dare I next time?

The corners of Hela's mouth twitched unconsciously, and she shook her head, her eyes on The Other not far away, who was licking the dog as always.

Looking at Beckett, his eyes were full of frenzy and excitement.

"That's it, His Highness Beckett!"

"Kick their ass!"

"No one will be an opponent of His Highness Beckett!"

"That's it!"

The Other holding the scepter of the mind had words in his mouth, and the current arrogant Beckett was the highness he knew, and he knew.

To be honest, ever since Beckett finished writing the review, The Other has always felt that Beckett's arrogance seems to have subsided a lot.

He even thought that he should never see His Royal Highness Beckett again, who was not afraid of heaven and earth.

But now it seems that he was clearly wrong.

No matter what happens, Beckett is still the same Beckett.

Even if he writes a review, even if he is really brutally educated by reality, he is still the same Beckett.

Beckett, who only obeys Thanos alone, and Beckett, who is above 10,000 people under one person.

"What master brings out what retinue."

Hela pursed her lips, her palms burning and drying the ends of her jet-black hair, and she wanted to see how Beckett would end.

What can be solved with a careful plan has to be done so big, and it doesn't end well.

The sharp-eyed Hela had even seen a large number of high-precision weapons slowly rising from the military base of the Nova Legion's headquarters.

The technological level of Xandar Star is not blown, it is real and the Kree Empire is tough.

"Let Nova Prime go!"

"In that case, we can act as if nothing happened."

Roman Day, who stumbled out of the rubble, tilted his head back and began negotiations with Beckett after the emergency treatment of the Medic at the Nova Legion headquarters.

He also wanted to bring Beckett to justice directly, but his strength did not allow it, so he could only play some small tricks.

"Oh?"

"Aren't you dead yet?"

"I'm so lucky."

Beckett, who was floating in the air, raised his eyebrows, looking at the chubby man who had come to negotiate with him on behalf of the Nova Legion, and the words that came from his mouth made Roman Day's face darken.

"Son of the Titans, it's a deal."

"I can assure you that as long as you let Prim go, we can let you and your companions leave Sandar safely."

Taking a deep breath, with all the generals in the army not at home, Roman Day has become the supreme commander of the Nova Legion at this moment.

This decision is undoubtedly an embarrassing decision for the Rising Star Legion, which has always flaunted justice, but Roman Day has no other choice.

The next leader of Xandar [Nova Prime] prioritizes his life above all else.

"Four minutes to go."

Beckett looked up at the time displayed on the giant screen. The woman bound by the red tail was immediately thrown in front of him by him, and the ball of energy condensed at the tip of his right finger exuded an aura that made everyone daunt.

"I suddenly changed my mind, I counted dozens of numbers, if I haven't gotten the answer I want............"

Beckett's pupils flickered with a terrifying blood, and the monstrous killing intent was not concealed in the slightest, and Nova Prime, who was closest to Beckett, seemed to be on a flat boat in a storm, crumbling.

"Ten."

"Beckett!" Roman Day's face flushed with anger.

"Nine."

Unmoved, Beckett's orb of energy spinning around his fingertips was one step closer to Nova Prime, who was gritting his teeth.

"You-"

"Eight."

"Don't count! I promise you! Go to the warehouse and bring over what he wants! ”

Roman Day, who was under great pressure, finally chose to give in.

"Seven."

In the next second, the number that popped out of Beckett's mouth made Roman Day glared angrily, and the flesh of his slightly chubby cheeks trembled with a suppressed angry voice: "Why?!" I've promised you! ”

"Just a promise, where's the thing?"

The sneer in the corner of Beckett's eye made Roman Day's face flush.

"Six."

"Five."

"Four."

"Three."

"Two."

When the ball of energy containing terrifying power was only one step away from Nova Pull's forehead, Roman Day, who had taken the collection from his men, raised his hands and stopped Beckett's actions.

"I've got it!"

"I brought it, I brought it."

"Here's what you want."

A hand, a purple ball, and a metal base were all things that Beckett had requested.

"Hela."

Beckett, who stopped counting down, shouted very naturally.

"Don't command me, I'm not your subordinate." Hela, with her long inky hair fluttering, replied with a cold face and slowly rose into the air, taking the object from Roman Day's hand.

"I've given you something, it's time to release them."

Seeing Hela take the things away, Roman Day immediately urged Beckett to release him quickly.

Behind him, the Nova Legion was all in full array.

"Of course, but not now."

"After all, how do I know if these two things are real or fake."

Before the words fell, Nova Prime, who was bound by the red tail, only felt his body light, and then the whole person was directly thrown at Hela like a sandbag by Beckett!

？？？

Caught off guard, Hela collides with Nova Prem, and the two objects in her hands are taken by Beckett.

"I'll leave it to you until I return."

"I said, don't order me, I'm not your subordinate!" Hela blackened her face, one hand on Nova Prime's throat, and retorted scolding.

The posture of locking the throat, the same as Beckett.

On the ground, the Frost Giants, hidden in the crowd, are the same size as ordinary Sandars due to the climate.

[The Asgardians have tracked down Shandar, and must hurry back to report to the king!] 】

Boom!

Beckett, who fell from the sky, directly stepped on the stone slab at the door of Jack Jones, and the old Jack, who watched the live broadcast the whole time, looked at Beckett like a monster, and said in surprise: "What do you think?" ”

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get out of Shandarxing?"

"The deal is complete, the news of the soul gem, and what the woman wanted."

Beckett didn't bother to respond, and threw the thing in his hand directly at the lazy Jack Jones.

"In this universe, there are several beings with long lives."

"In the hands of a man who claims to be a collector has a detailed map of where the soul gems are buried."

Playing with his own powers, Jack Jones set the purple orb on a metal base, and then pressed it onto the diamond-shaped bracelet in his left hand........................

"Collector?" A hint of surprise flashed in Beckett's eyes when he heard this.

The universe, the land of nothingness.

After being severely beaten by Thanos, the collector, whose body has finally completely reduced its swelling today, walked out of the void for the first time, looking back at the magnificent universe, and secretly cheering himself up in his heart.

The nightmare of the past is over, and he no longer has any connection with Thanos.

After doing a set of gymnastics in the sea of stars, the collector returned to his collection and looked at the flower bone in the center of the glass bottle.

It was a rare item that he had cultivated on Gapha for thousands of years, but finally fell short because of the appearance of Thanos and Odin.

The flower of life that uses stardust as mud and nourishes in the Milky Way, and once formed, can bloom forever in the silent universe.

Never wither!

Of course, the reason why collectors are obsessed with this flower, and even have to bring back this flower bone that is about to bloom after being hammered by Thanos, is only because of the legend............

The moment when the flower of life blooms is beautiful.

It is very much in line with the collector's pursuit of style.

He was now going to take this collection that needed a lot of life nourishment to find the next planet with a lot of vitality.