"His Highness Beckett?!"
"Is that really you?!"
"Why?!"
The core data solidified with the addition of the gem energy. The Other, reopening his eyes, was filled with surprise.
He clearly remembered being utterly dead. How was he suddenly alive again?
"Shut... up."
Beckett, enduring the pain from all over his body under the impact of the two gem energies, glared coldly at the resurrected The Other.
Golden aura erupted with roaring lightning. Sweat began to bead on Beckett's forehead, indicating he was reaching his limit.
He didn't possess a divine body, nor was he aided by any medium.
Simply by using his own physical body, he had managed to fuse and wield the energy of two Infinity Stones. While this was a remarkable miracle for Beckett, it was also an incredibly heavy burden.
Legend had it that all six Infinity Stones were born at the dawn of the universe. Each Infinity Stone possessed the potential to transform an ordinary person into a god, and the energy contained within them was beyond human comprehension.
Without the aid of a medium, even a Titan like Thanos would suffer erosion from the immense energy of a single Infinity Stone. Let alone Beckett, who had activated two at once.
"Tsk..."
"Go... back!"
The Reality Stone, embedded within him, churned violently, while the Mind Stone in his palm ran wild.
The two cosmic energies, with their entirely different properties, clashed within Beckett. If Beckett hadn't awakened his Super Saiyan body at this moment, he would have likely turned into a handful of Kitsuchi, scattered by the terrifying energy storm.
"Go back!"
He roared with all his might. The intersecting energy storm shattered the entire residence!
Huddled in the corner, covering his head and trembling, Zola looked at Beckett with sheer terror.
The VIP manor provided by the Cosmic Auction House for Beckett's residence vanished without a trace in the hurricane, leaving only bare ground in stark contrast to the elegant surroundings.
"His Highness Beckett!"
The recently resurrected The Other was bewildered. He tried to approach Beckett but stopped under the latter's cold gaze.
"Idiot, don't come closer!"
"But—"
As soon as The Other spoke, he saw what looked like a comet streak across the sky.
Huh???
A comet???
The terrified The Other's eyes widened. A crimson-gold energy, shaped like a comet, directly struck Beckett's shoulder!
Crack!
A momentary pause occurred at the point where the energies of the two Infinity Stones were fusing and circulating. Seizing this opportunity, Beckett instantly forced the Reality Stone out of his body!
"Meow!"
The orange cat, leisurely gnawing on a person-sized energy orb, turned its eyes. It suddenly opened its massive maw, and a giant black tentacle swallowed the Aether that Beckett had expelled.
What goes around, comes around.
Continuing to lick the energy pellet with small bites, the orange cat's eyes curved into crescents as it silently rejoiced in its past decision to swallow the Aether.
"Hah!"
Without the Reality Stone's cooperation, the Mind Stone, now acting alone, could no longer make Beckett struggle.
Beckett grasped the scythe-shaped golden scepter, and decisively re-embedded the Mind Stone at the top of the scepter!
Boom!
The turbulent airwaves of the gem's return blew through Beckett's golden hair. His cold face, slick with sweat, turned towards the direction from which the golden comet had come.
A woman in a black, form-fitting combat suit, with long legs, strode to a spot not far from Beckett. She crossed her arms, resting them on her chest, and tapped her arm with her fingers, watching Beckett's disheveled state with amusement.
Her dark hair also fluttered in the turbulent airwaves.
The Asgardian Goddess of Death, daughter of Odin—Hela.
"Lingering like a ghost."
Seeing Hela appear before him, Beckett stood up. His icy words darkened Hela's expression.
"First, don't be so narcissistic. I didn't come here chasing after you."
"Second, if I hadn't intervened, you would have died from the energy impact of the Infinity Stones."
"Third, never mind. You won't listen anyway."
Thinking about this self-centered man, Hela decided to give up arguing with him.
No matter what she said, Beckett always managed to drag her intelligence down to his level and then defeat her with his unreasonable logic.
"Meddling."
After tossing the scepter in his hand to the dazed The Other, Beckett turned sideways. The ingratitude displayed on half of his cheek caused Hela's eyes to fill with frost.
"Beck-Beckett Your Highness, wh-what exactly is going on?"
The Other, who fumbled to catch the scepter, had confusion written all over his eyes.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
"It's a pleasure to see you again, Lord The Other." Woz, who had emerged from the ring on Beckett's wrist, reached out. Because his legs were too short to reach The Other's shoulder, he patted The Other's waist instead.
The Other's act of saving the day in Svartalfheim had earned him Woz's approval.
No matter who you were or where you came from, as long as you're willing to give everything for Beckett Your Highness, then we're brothers.
Woz's thoughts were that simple and unadorned.
The azure light screen displayed a brief overview of Beckett's actions to revive The Other. Seeing this, The Other's voice choked up as he spoke again:
"Beckett Your Highness, I—"
"Shut up. If you can't even speak clearly, then don't speak." Hela was watching from the side, and Beckett had no interest in listening to the revived The Other put on a sentimental show.
Isn't this awkward?
"Mhm!"
The Other grinned foolishly, and the emotional stimulation from his biological tissue made him unconsciously reach up to wipe away the tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Embarrassing."
Under Hela's slightly astonished gaze, Beckett, feeling uncomfortable, casually threw out the planetary resource card his adoptive father, Thanos, had prepared for him.
He threw it in front of Zola, who was crouching defensively with her arms over her head.
Changing the subject.
"This is..." Zola, whose clothes and hair were already a mess from the previous energy hurricane, didn't have time to tidy up. She looked at the planetary resource card that flew into her hand, completely disregarding the fair skin of her waist exposed at her chest.
"This is the highest-grade planetary resource card. Take it and find your Knowhere King; he'll understand."
After casually finding an excuse to change the subject, Beckett prepared to leave.
His purpose in coming to Knowhere had been achieved, and it was time to return to the Dark Order.
"Just two planetary resource cards might not be enough, Son of Thanos."
A deep voice, intoxicating enough to captivate, announced the arrival of the Knowhere King, Robin, clad in full purple armor, descending slowly from the sky.
A prominent cross-shaped scar added a touch of ferocity to his refined and handsome face, and the slightly graying temples of this man were tinged with the frost of time.
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