"Welcome back, His Highness Beckett."
As Beckett returned to the main ship after concluding his mission on Karma Planet, the Artificial Intelligence Woz's voice chimed in appropriately.
"A report on Karma Planet is being automatically generated. Please wait a moment."
"Report generation complete. Do you wish to review it?"
"No need. Send it directly to Father." Standing by the window, Beckett looked down at the corpse-strewn Karma Planet beneath the main ship and issued the command.
"Data transfer in progress..."
"Data transfer complete. Congratulations, His Highness Beckett, on completing your first battle commanding the Chitauri army independently." The mechanical voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, offered congratulations, yet Beckett's face showed no hint of joy.
Weak.
That was Beckett's first, and last, impression of Karma Planet. According to the information Ebony Maw had provided him, the inhabitants of Karma Planet were supposed to be a valiant and skilled race. The reality of their combat performance, however, left Beckett deeply disappointed.
"Prepare for return voyage." The planet's crisis had been resolved, and Beckett saw no reason to linger. He'd rather spend the time training in the practice room.
"Yes, His Highness Beckett."
As soon as Woz finished speaking, a brilliant blue light screen appeared before Beckett. After confirming the return route map, Beckett turned and returned to his seat.
The Chitauri soldiers who had fought alongside Beckett on Karma Planet gradually withdrew from the planet. The massive interstellar fleet departed under the hateful gaze of the remaining Karma Planet inhabitants.
"His Highness Beckett, are we... really just leaving like this?" On the main ship, The Other, standing beside Beckett, gazed at the receding Karma Planet, unable to shake his concern for the resources.
In his view, the planet's resources, though strained for the Karma Planet inhabitants, were not entirely depleted. Abandoning them now seemed like a terrible waste.
Although he had been incorporated into Thanos's ranks and was now part of the Dark Order, living a comfortable life with a steady supply of resources, The Other's mindset hadn't entirely shifted. He found himself unable to move past exploitable resources.
It was understandable; the Chitauri had suffered greatly from poverty, or rather, he, The Other, had suffered greatly from poverty.
"Are you questioning my decision?" Without even glancing at The Other, Beckett's gaze remained fixed on the magnificent universe outside the window. The transparent material reflected Beckett's stern face. With a simple question, The Other behind him instantly lowered his head in terror!
"No, absolutely not. I would never question your intentions, His Highness Beckett!"
The Other's voice trembled slightly with fear. He kept his head bowed, not daring to look at Beckett beside him again, wishing he could slap himself.
He felt that perhaps three months of comfortable living had made him complacent, causing him to forget the principles he had once set for himself.
Everything His Highness Beckett said was correct. Everything His Highness Beckett did was right. All actions should be taken according to His Highness Beckett's commands.
And yet, only three months had passed...
No, I absolutely cannot get carried away!
The Other, holding himself to extremely high standards, sounded a silent alarm in his mind. If he wanted to lead his race to a prosperous existence in the universe, he had to carefully manage his relationship with the father-son duo, Thanos and Beckett.
After all, he—
Boom!
His thoughts were still swirling when the next moment, the main ship's violent tremor caught The Other off guard, causing him to lose his balance and stumble to the ground.
"Woz?"
The vast fleet entered a state of alert the instant it was attacked. Beckett, standing as if rooted to the spot, calmly questioned the Artificial Intelligence controlling the main ship.
"His Highness Beckett, preliminary analysis indicates the residual shockwave from the explosion of a planet within the Hydra star cluster."
A blue light screen appeared before Beckett, displaying a clear analysis report of the energy impact the fleet had sustained.
"Where are we located?" Looking at the analysis diagram, Beckett's tail unconsciously coiled into a circle behind him as he fell into thought.
"We are currently within the Hydra-Centaurus Supercluster, formed by the joint components of the Centaurus and Hydra star clusters, His Highness Beckett."
"Redraw the return route and avoid the affected areas of the explosion." Because he wanted to return and get revenge on Frieza, Beckett understood the magnitude of energy released by a normal planetary explosion better than anyone on this ship.
Even the distant residual waves had caused damage to some parts of the warship. If the fleet had entered the direct impact zone of the explosion, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Understood, His Highness Beckett. Woz is currently replanning the route for you."
As Woz's cold electronic voice concluded, a series of urgent alarms blared:
"Warning, warning, an extremely massive energy surge has occurred within the Centaurus star cluster!"
"Warning, warning..."
The continuous alarms instantly heightened the tension throughout the entire fleet. With a planet having just exploded, the sudden emergence of a massive energy surge from the Centaurus star cluster behind them meant something that even the lizards on Chitauri Prime would understand.
"His Highness Beckett?"
The Other, who had always believed he had experienced all sorts of storms, was now flustered. He had never witnessed a scene like this before.
Forcing himself to calm down, The Other shifted his gaze to Beckett, whose brow was furrowed.
"Woz, initiate Unconventional Space Jump."
"His Highness Beckett, Woz is still in the process of avoiding areas potentially affected by the explosion—"
"Initiate Unconventional Space Jump, now." Beckett, seated at the control console, directly chose manual operation and calmly pressed the button representing the unknown before him.
The rapidly increasing propulsion energy caused the fleet's speed to escalate dramatically. The energy generated by the chain reaction of planetary explosions within the Centaurus star cluster directly accelerated the entire fleet's execution of the Unconventional Space Jump.
With colossal energy roaring in his ears, Beckett, leading his fleet, vanished from the Centaurus star cluster amidst the tempest.
A magnificent galaxy, a boiling purgatory on Earth.
The Asgardian army, having won victory in war, knelt on the corpse-strewn plain, their leader, a woman clad in a black, form-fitting combat suit, being held in the center like the moon surrounded by stars.
That was their leader, the heir to Asgard's throne, Odin's descendant—Princess Hela.
Today was another day Hela led them to victory. Although the cost was rather heavy, they believed it was all worth it. They did not fear sacrifice, nor did they dread death.
The flesh and blood of heroes would eventually become the throne from which Asgard ruled the Nine Realms; they had always firmly believed this.
"Brave warriors—"
RUMBLE!!!
Hela, standing tall on the land, had her words interrupted by the roaring sound from the sky. The surge of immense energy that appeared in an instant made the remaining Asgardian soldiers under Hela's command exceedingly vigilant.
Especially when a seemingly complete star fleet appeared before their eyes…
Stuck (;´Д`)
The client is insane (;一_一)
They should have said upfront that the final negotiation would be in Guangzhou, so why did they make me go to Dongguan? Isn't traveling by car tiring? (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻
If they don't approve this design draft, I'll… I'll just keep revising it (_)
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