Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

Hearing the words, Thanos turned around and stared at the respectful Ebony Throat in front of him. After a while, he was speechless, and said, "Wanaheim?"

"Yes, Lord Thanos."

Ebony Throat, whose spine was sweating profusely, became more and more respectful, and didn't even dare to take out the communication device without Thanos' approval.

At that moment just now, although Thanos' tone was calm, it made Ebony Throat tremble with fear.

"However, I have ordered the Ministry of Communications to start modifying the loopholes discovered by Vanaheim, and this situation will never happen again."

Ebony Throat, who bowed his head respectfully, did not wait for Thanos' response for a long time.

"What did the people in Vanaheim say?"

Ebony Throat, who finally waited for Thanos' response, was relieved, which meant that Thanos didn't have many thoughts of annoying him.

"The people in Vanaheim said that they are willing to make a deal with you with news of a branch of the World Tree and an infinite gem."

After saluting, Ebony Throat, whose back was already drenched in cold sweat, adjusted his emotions, shaking out the content of the transaction that King Vanaheim said in every detail.

The branch of the world tree, Thanos who is not here is not interested in it, as for the information about the infinite gems...

"It seems that Odin's secrecy work is not very good." After quietly listening to the transaction conditions proposed by King Vanaheim, Thanos' expression did not fluctuate at all.

He will never betray any ally, even if this ally still has a complete Infinity Gem in his hand.

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"Your Highness Beckett, we have arrived."

Warter alheim, coordinates 213646, the dark sky covered with warships, people living on the ground raised their heads one after another, their eyes full of surprise.

Why did such a strange warship appear above their heads?

Lost the war?

People living in this tribe stared at each other, and they could see a touch of surprise that was hard to hide from the pupils of their comrades.

This is one of the most hidden places in the entire Ward Alheim. Unless the army under Malekith's command has been completely defeated, otherwise, they can't think of any other reason for outsiders to find here.

"An extremely hidden tribe?"

The characteristics of the tribe are exactly the same as what Ola said, there are many old people, many women, and young and middle-aged men.

The king of the dark elves, Malekith, lives in this kind of place?

Beckett frowned, jumped down from the hatch, and landed firmly at the gate of the tribe. Hila, who stepped on a black long sword as a buffer, followed closely behind, her long black hair fluttering, making everyone in the tribe instantly vigilant.

"Daughter of Odin!!!"

The group of Hela, who had already made a name for themselves in the Nine Realms War, were no strangers, even though they hadn't been out in contact with the outside world for a long time.

"Malekis, get out." Ignoring the doubts of the group, Beckett folded his arms around his chest, and after looking around for a week, his full-bodied voice made everyone in the tribe look at each other in dismay.

WTF?

Malekith?

If the representative of the radical faction dared to live here, they would dare to let him experience the pain of cutting him into pieces every minute.

"Malekis is not here, this is the resting place of our dark elf king, please, no, it should be you, get out of here quickly."

"Otherwise, the consequences are at your own risk."

The only five middle-aged men in the entire tribe looked at each other, and the leader immediately raised the spear in his hand and issued a warning to Beckett.

"What did you say?"

Beckett turned his head and said, "the other."

"Yes! Your Highness Beckett!" The other on the battleship, holding a scepter, waved excitedly, and then kicked Aura, who was tied up beside her, with a kick.

Leave you!

Boom!

"Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

The smoke and dust billowed, and Ola, who fell down and squatted down, frowned in pain, but was picked up by the other, and brought to Beckett, saying: "Don't pretend, I obviously kicked your stomach, you cover it!" Why does it hurt to scream with your butt?"

"you--"

"Ola?!"

The angry Aura stared wide-eyed, and before she could speak, a strong arm locked her throat with a breath she was familiar with.

"Ola!"

The middle-aged man, who had clearly recognized his own Ola, showed a ferocious face, and the black and silver armor covered his body amidst the black mist.

call out!

The energy wave that emerged from Beckett's fingertips directly pierced the middle-aged man's chest, and the well-made armor shattered to the ground.

"Is this your confidence?"

Beckett, who was effortless, grinned grinningly, his strength gradually increased, admiring the face of Ola struggling constantly in his hands.

"It's really sad."