Centaur Galaxy, Alpha Star.

This beautiful planet, which has not yet been explored, has welcomed a group of uninvited guests today. The escape ship that had undergone the baptism of artillery fire made a forced landing in the originally quiet valley, and the noisy air waves frightened the animals living in the valley and fled in all directions.

"Alpha, it's here."

Holding the King's Scepter, Nikel looked at the brave new world outside the cabin, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes, savoring the joy of the rest of his life. Under the cover of the entire Centaur planetary army, one hundred and fifty young elites of the Centaur Star who had high hopes were divided into three "seed" squads, and under the leadership of the three captains, they advanced towards the pre-set destination - Alpha Star.

"Deaver, how's it going, is there any news of the other two squads?" Nickel, who had calmed down, opened his eyes and asked as he watched the members of his team step off the escape ship one after another.

"Dear Highness Nikkor, unfortunately, Deaver did not detect the signal of the other two escape ships." A model of a human face appeared on the light screen in front of Nikkor, and all the data he had detected was placed in front of Nikkor with a gloomy face.

After the calculation of artificial intelligence Deaver, the probability that the other two escape ships did not break out of the encirclement is as high as 100%.

"Are you grieving, Your Highness Nikkor?"

"No, I'm angry." Nikkor clenched the King's Scepter in his hand. As clever as he was, he had already guessed why the Centaur King had given him the scepter. The so-called three "seed" squads were a cover from the start, and the other two escape ships did not even think of breaking out alive.

"Thanos, Zetarians, one by one. I won't let you go, I swear. Angry bloodshot filled the pure white pupils, and Nikkor's expression looked particularly terrifying against the purple skin.

Thanos, who ruined his homeland, and the Zetarians who rebelled, are both targets of Nikkor's revenge. He is to lead the remaining forty-nine people to rebuild the civilization of Centaur using the materials and crops loaded on the escape ship in a corner beyond the reach of Thanos' big hand.

Silently develop, silently grow, squeeze the resources of an entire galaxy, and then, lead the starfleet back to step on Zetari and tear Thanos apart!

"Deaver, take a look at the terrain and find a place where we can live." Anger to anger, but Nichol still hasn't forgotten his duty as the new king. The meal should be eaten one bite at a time, and the road should be walked step by step. There is still a long way to go to rebuild the centaur civilization, and the most important thing for them at the moment is to find a suitable place to live on Alpha Star to avoid the outside limelight.

"Yes, His Highness Nikkor." The absolutely obedient artificial intelligence began to actively search, and three seconds later, a red warning light suddenly lit up on the escape ship.

"Alarm, alarm. Your Highness Nikkor, a strange star battleship has been detected approaching rapidly! ”

"Alarm, alarm. His Highness Nikkor, ............ detected"

Alert ............

The repeated sound of the siren made Nikol's face suddenly darken, as he held the scepter. At this sensitive time, a battleship appeared on the planet Alpha following their escape ship, which had to make Nichol think more.

"Enemy attack! All on alert! ”

Quickly stepping off the escape ship, Nickell's voice rang through the King's Scepter in his hand, ringing in the ears of every centaur. The well-trained elites comprehended and gathered all their strength into the hands with special mudras, and the power in the bodies of the forty-nine centaurs gathered together in this strange way, and then directly into the body of Nikol, who was holding the King's Scepter!

This is a secret method unique to the centaur star, created by the original centaur king, and there is no upper limit to the power that can be gathered, provided that the body of the person receiving the power can withstand it. The first generation of centaur kings, who created the glorious civilization of centaurs, died in the later stage because he forcibly gathered strength regardless of his body when he encountered a strong enemy.

"Ships of the Dark Legion."

As time passed, Nikkor, who was waiting in line, had an unusually ugly face the moment he saw the strange battleship. He wouldn't be mistaken, the ship's exterior had the hallmarks unique to Thanos' Dark Legion.

But how could it be?!!

How could the people of Thanos know about Alpha?!

After it was first discovered, it was directly covered up by the centaurs who planned to monopolize the resources of this rich planet, and used a special way to cover up the traces of existence.

And, to Nikkor's puzzlement, if the ship was chasing them, it would have looked too small. Or did Thanos think that a random team of three or five people would be enough to deal with them?

The battleship slowly landed under Nikel's wary gaze, the hatch opened, and a man in silver armor stepped out of the battleship. The iconic red tail swayed behind him, and his grim face was filled with silent contempt and pride.

"Son of Thanos, Beckett."

Nickel tightened his grip on the scepter, gritting his teeth with a hint of fear that no one else could detect. The name of a man, the shadow of a tree. Compared with Nichol, who is still only known as the "most talented in the history of centaur civilization", Beckett, the son of Thanos, has already become the sharpest knife in the hands of Thanos, piercing the hearts of countless people.

The ruthless Beckett is best known for, in addition to his strong strength, for having a bright red tail, which contrasts with his black hair.

"Nice planet, if it wasn't for the coordinates determined in advance, I really wouldn't have found here."

"In other words, you centaurs have long used this as a refuge after losing the war?"

Feeling the breeze caressing his face and smelling the fragrance of the trees of the primeval forest, Beckett looked around and took in all the scenery, and gradually approached the formation of Nikkor, and an invisible pressure also surged over Nikkor.

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, in line with the concept of striking first, Nikkor raised the scepter in his right hand, and countless spheres containing energy also appeared behind Nikkor.

"Die!"

Accompanied by Nichol's slightly hideous roar, a dense cloud of energy projectiles then surged in the direction where the scepter was pointing - Beckett!

"Boom Boom !!!"

The roar of energy projectiles falling to the ground was endless.

The earth trembled, the forest wailed, and the dust obscured Nikkor's solemn eyes.

Is it solved?

Nichol clenched the scepter in his hand, and Beckett's figure walked out of the smoke and dust, unscathed, not even the silver armor on his body showing the slightest sign of wear.

How come?!

A flash of disbelief flashed through Nikel's mind.

"Weak power, is this the warrior level of the centaur star?"

The words from Beckett made Nikl feel insulted.

Time, time, he just lacks a little time to grow!

"Stupid centaurs, there's really no need to exist." Beckett stopped his progress and raised his right hand in disdain, aiming his palm at Nichol and the forty-nine centaurs behind him.

1vs50。

Under the arrogant posture, the majestic energy surged in Beckett's body, ready to go!