The night on N52 Star was as boisterous as ever.
The robbers, having made a fortune, pocketed their loot and began their decadent nightlife, celebrating another day of survival.
Sinful, dirty. Sitting in the tavern, savoring what was said to be a unique vintage of the N52 Planet, a glamorous dancer swayed her hips before Beckett, doing her best to catch the eyes of the towering strongmen. Beckett, occupying the best vantage point in the tavern by himself, was a stark contrast to the surrounding clamor.
Not started yet?
Bored, Beckett looked up in the direction of the Babel Tower. The night had fallen on N52 Star, but he had yet to receive the signal from Woz.
"Hey, handsome, alone?"
A woman with a pair of fluffy ears on her head, spotting him, swayed her tail and walked up to Beckett with fiery red lips, her breath fragrant. Her form-fitting combat suit, still bearing the scent of blood and violence, clung to her.
"Drinking alone—"
"Scram."
"What?" The woman's delicate face showed a hint of bewilderment. She thought she might be hallucinating because she had just crawled back from a pile of dead bodies.
"I won't say it a third time."
"Now, scram." Beckett looked up, his cold gaze like two sharp swords piercing the woman's heart.
"Interesting." The woman withdrew her hand from Beckett's chest armor. After all these years here, this was the first time a man had told her to "scram."
Everyone was out to have fun. If they didn't get along, they could part ways amicably, a toast to bury the hatchet. What was the meaning of telling someone to scram right off the bat?
Sitting alone in the most conspicuous spot drinking, wasn't that an open invitation for someone to strike up a conversation?
What a waste of a handsome face.
Disdain flickered in the woman's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she found that Beckett's arm had, at some point, seized her throat.
The terrifying force left her unable to resist. Her feet struggled, but she was powerless to change her fate of being suspended in the air.
With a casual flick, he tossed the woman, who had disturbed him and was now oblivious to her impending doom, onto the bar counter, eliciting gasps from everyone.
"I knew it. It doesn't matter who comes; women are just a nuisance to him."
"Who knows."
Shattered glasses, scattered liquor, the figure groaning in pain on the bar counter – these fragmented scenes all appeared in Diana's Babel Tower, visible to everyone within.
"Your master is truly a scoundrel who knows no mercy for women." Playing with the golden whip in her hand, Diana glanced at The Other, who was cowering in a corner clutching the Casket of Ancient Winters, and then at Astra, who was massaging her. A cold glint appeared in Diana's eyes.
Clearly, the pirate queen was reminded of herself.
"Is this the man? I really can't tell if he's as strong as you say." Flash, with the lightning mark on his forehead, idly toyed with beads, intrigued by the scene Diana had shared through the Babel Tower.
"Alright, let's get started. I've just made contact with the Skrulls and the Kree." Diana, responsible for confusing the enemy, flicked the whip in her hand and pressed a button on the Babel Tower's control panel.
Brilliant fireworks streaked across the beautiful starry sky, causing Beckett, who looked up, to curve his lips into a cold smile.
Immense energy surged within Beckett, and an invisible wave of air instantly shattered the tavern's ceiling!
"It's starting."
Before the tavern patrons, their eyes blinded by dust and sand, could even curse, Beckett had vanished from their sight. All that remained was a wine glass still spinning on the corner of the table. After several rotations, it fell to the ground and shattered.
"Alert! Alert! An unknown energy source is approaching at extreme speed!"
"Alert! Alert! An unknown energy source is approaching at extreme speed!"
"Alert! Alert! An unknown energy source is approaching at extreme speed!"
Outside N52 Star, the Skrull fleet and the Kree fleet sounded their alarms almost simultaneously. Startled, both sides quickly entered a state of readiness.
"Can anyone tell me what that is?"
Beckett, clad in silver armor, appeared before the commanders of the two imperial fleets.
"General, it's Beckett, Son of Thanos!"
"What does he want? Is he tired of living?"
Neither Augus, the commander of the Skrull Empire fleet, nor Dudek and Vanas, the commanders of the Kree Empire fleet, could quite understand why Beckett had shown up at this time.
Was he planning to hand over Astra and surrender?
"Sir! Something's wrong! Look at N52 Planet!!!!"
Behind Beckett, the eastern hemisphere of the massive N52 Planet was covered in dense planetary thrusters!
The energy trails burned fiercely behind Beckett, and dazzling light clung to his silver armor, creating a brilliant and captivating glow!
"Damn it!!!! Those seven lunatics are trying to detach N52 Planet from its orbit!!!!"
"Attack!! Attack!! Destroy all those planetary thrusters!!!!"
The commanders of both imperial fleets now understood what the Seven Leaders of N52 Planet were up to, roaring as they issued attack orders.
Directly destroying the planetary thrusters became the primary mission of the two fleets.
"Finally activated?"
Beckett turned his head, his peripheral vision catching sight of the planet behind him. A bloodthirsty smile spread across his lips.
"Then, let's begin. The hunt is on."
In the vast universe, Beckett, enveloped in energy, grinned ferociously as he unleashed wave after wave of energy blasts from his hands, crashing through the fleet of warships!
Everywhere his body passed, it was a scene of utter devastation!!!
Boom boom!!
Rumble!!!!!!!!
The explosions of warships and interstellar missiles created a striking contrast against the magnificent universe. Beckett, after intercepting dozens of interstellar missiles, was thrown back by an explosion, stumbling. After regaining his footing, Beckett reappeared before the fleets of the two great empires, standing tall.
"What kind of monster is this guy?"
"Even the physical body of an Eternal Titan couldn't withstand this level of bombardment without taking any damage!"
"Keep going!! He's only one person! Continue destroying the planetary thrusters on the N52 Planet!"
The sheer number of interstellar missiles fired by the combined fleets of the two great empires was too much for Beckett to intercept alone.
"Alright, I take back what I said earlier. This man's strength truly exceeds my imagination."
On the N52 Star, within one of the seven Babel Towers, Flash, who was guarding the planet's core with Superman, shook his head in amazement, clearly stunned by Beckett's ferocious dominance.
With someone like him acting as a navigator to share the pressure, this Babel Tower plan was truly secure.
"Don't underestimate him. There are large armies of Kree and Skrulls stationed near our planet. Once they receive orders from Augus and Dudek, they will rush to support us as quickly as possible."
Superman, who had also witnessed Beckett's performance in the Babel Tower, noticed something amiss the next second.
"Wait, why does the flight path feel wrong?"
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