"Shut up!"
The Other, having vented his passion, turned back and glared fiercely at the speechless Astra.
"What do you know?"
"This is His Highness Beckett's moment of glory. As His Highness's most loyal subordinate, I have to record these moments." The Other's face held an unprecedented seriousness.
For this goal, he was even racking his brain for congratulatory remarks. After all, if the remarks were always cliché, it would make him seem uncultured. Positioning himself as Beckett's most loyal subordinate, The Other absolutely would not allow anyone to criticize his cultural level in the future.
For this goal, he planned to learn more from Lord Ebony Maw. Both were singing praises, and Ebony Maw's flattery of Thanos seemed much more cultured, and he never repeated himself, making him a good role model to learn from.
"...Whatever makes you happy." Astra wanted to say something, but swallowed his words. He believed that even he could see that Beckett clearly didn't care much about him, and The Other must have known this too.
You can never wake someone who is pretending to be asleep, just like no one could wake him up when he was drunk and acting crazy after drinking fake liquor.
However...
Astra's gaze shifted from The Other to Beckett, who had already begun his return journey on the screen. For the first time, a hint of solemnity appeared in his eyes.
This was the first time he had shown such an emotion since his kidnapping, though it was fleeting and The Other didn't notice.
With just a single finger, a member of the Kree Empire's Supreme Controlling Council, along with a massive warship, was reduced to unrecoverable space junk.
"This Beckett..."
Astra felt a discomfort in his throat and couldn't help but cough twice.
"Woz, prepare for a space jump."
Beckett, returning from Hatch 3, immediately issued the order. He planned to take advantage of the brief chaos and disarray of the Kree Empire's fleet, now leaderless, to escape back to the Dark Order.
"Understood, Your Highness Beckett."
"Planning route..."
"Route planned. We will reach the nearest space jump point in three minutes."
The small warship, piloted by Woz, directly disengaged from the battlefield and proceeded towards the nearest space jump point.
"Are we leaving?"
Astra, who had been slumped on the ground, couldn't help but shift his body. The movement attracted a scolding from The Other, who was positioned next to him, responsible for guarding him.
"Stay put, beard."
"Approaching space jump point. Space jump will commence in five seconds."
"Five, four, three, two, one, space jump initiated."
Just as Woz finished speaking, the tail of the small warship, already half-submerged in the space jump point, was suddenly attacked!
Boom boom boom!!!!
Countless rounds of fire poured in from all directions. With its primary engine destroyed, the small warship in the space jump point immediately lost balance.
Deprived of its propulsion, the small warship was directly ejected from the space jump point.
"Alert, alert, primary engine damaged, primary engine damaged, activating backup hidden power."
"Alert, alert, primary engine damaged, primary engine damaged, activating backup hidden power."
"Alert, alert..."
Woz's warning voice echoed repeatedly in Beckett's ears. In the suddenly dim light, Beckett steadied himself and looked up, seeing a colossal interstellar fleet arrayed before him.
The dense rows of starships made The Other's scalp tingle.
Accuser Vanas, Accuser Dudek, these two figures, along with Rob, members of the Kree Empire's Accuser Corps, had arrived at this chaotic battlefield.
"Your Highness Beckett..." The Other couldn't help but turn his head, looking towards Beckett, the backbone of this warship. Beckett's face showed no unusual expression. Recalling Beckett's god-like performance when he killed Rob earlier, The Other suddenly felt a great sense of security.
What's there to fear? His Highness Beckett will surely do it again!
Unable to resist glancing again at the warships lined up outside the window, The Other felt very confident.
So what if you have more warships? Isn't it just like dismantling toys? Beckett just dismantled a big one, dismantling two more won't be a problem!
The Other's confidence soared.
"Backup hidden power activation complete, Your Highness Beckett, shall we initiate space jump again?"
The trembling warship stabilized. Beckett flexed his fingers and set a target.
"No, we're going to the battlefield, to the chaotic zone at the center of the war between the Skrull Empire and the Kree Empire."
In the current situation, a space jump was impossible. Woz's screen clearly showed that the Kree warships had already aimed their weapons at the space jump point. If his warship dared to go back, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Tofa belonged to the Kree Empire, so going there would be like walking into a trap. Therefore, the only option left for Beckett to seize an opportunity in the chaos and bring a lively Astra back to his adoptive father Thanos was the chaotic battlefield.
He no longer had enough Chitauri soldiers to disrupt the Kree fleet's coordinated formation between warships.
Beckett lowered his head, glancing at Astra lying on the ground, and granted Woz the highest autonomous authority of the warship.
If Thanos hadn't specifically stated that Astra had to be brought back alive, Beckett would have long since left. Why would he go through all this trouble?
"Okay, Your Highness Beckett. Woz has located the most suitable chaotic planet coordinates for our situation."
"Planning route..."
"Route planning complete. Target: Planet N52."
The small battleship weaved freely through the dense barrage of fire under Woz's control. The occasional sound of damaged parts did nothing to interrupt Woz's spectacular maneuvering.
Evasive Maneuvers: ↑↗↘↓
Frenetic Dodging: ←↙↘→
Launch Attack: BABA
The incredibly resilient small battleship, with Woz's superb micro-control, managed to break free from the Kree fleet's encirclement. The price paid was 41% hull damage.
Astra, who had been lying on the ground watching the light screen, widened his eyes, disbelief etched across his face.
He had never imagined that the starship pilots of the Kree Empire were worse than a cat!
The combat artificial intelligence assistant, Woz, that blue robotic cat, was terrifyingly formidable!
After his surprise, Astra's gaze fell upon the semi-biological, semi-mechanical lifeform beside him, whose title sounded exceptionally grand but who had, in reality, shown no usefulness whatsoever.
He really wanted to know what gave this creature, whose only talent was in its mouth, the courage to be on this battleship.
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