Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

Pharaoh Menes half-kneeled in front of Beckett and Hela, with his right hand on his chest, respectfully lowered his head as king.

With the power of Horus, the demon god of different latitudes, he is confident that he will not lose to the Domamu believer named Cuba.

He has already experienced the so-called supernatural anger once. This time, as long as he is on guard in advance, he will naturally not be fooled again.

"you?"

"What a joke."

Beckett, who was in an extremely unhappy mood, looked down at Menes from a high position, and the disdain in his eyes hurt the Egyptian pharaoh very much.

"Your Highness Beckett, I think what Menis said makes sense."

"Leave this matter to us."

The other, whose half of the body was scorched, also knelt on one knee in front of Beckett.

Although he didn't deal with Menis and thought that this man might pose a great threat to his status, for the other, Beckett's matter was the top priority.

[Regardless of previous suspicions] Working together to regain Beckett's body from Cuba is the most important thing he should do at this moment.

"Your Highness Beckett, the appearance of Cuba is indeed beyond our expectations. In fact, Lord Thanos also asked us to protect your body before he left. Therefore, we will definitely deal with this matter. "

Woz, who used the materials taken out of his belly pocket to change his skin, also saluted Beckett seriously.

"Father?"

But Beckett's attention was instantly attracted by the name that Woz said.

"Father is here too?"

Beckett frowned, inexplicably flustered.

In name, he should still be in confinement.

"Yes, Your Highness Beckett, your trial is the result of discussions between Lord Thanos and the supreme mage Agamotto."

"It's just that there is a little accident in the result of the trial now."

Woz succinctly stated the deal between Thanos and Agamotto, and Beckett was silent after listening.

【Beckett, I hope you understand that this universe is by no means as simple as what you see. 】

【Beckett, don't let pride blind you. 】

"Father..." After a long silence, Beckett, who unconsciously clenched his fists, murmured to himself, and Hela, who had been watching for a long time, pouted.

"How old are you, and you still need your father to wipe your ass."

Beckett turned sideways, staring straight at Hela, making the latter feel uncomfortable.

"Ms. Hela, you are the same. Your trial is also the result of discussions between His Excellency Odin and the supreme mage Agamotto." Woz revealed Odin's background seriously.

Hela: "..."

"You don't seem to be much better." Beckett retorted.

"In short, Your Highness Beckett, please don't do it yourself this time. We will work with Ms. Hela to help you and get your body back."

Seeing that Beckett and Hela seemed to be choking each other again, Woz terminated the topic in time and made a final conclusion.

"What? Shall I help him?"

Hela, who had just finished glaring with Beckett, sneered.

"Let him come to me and I will help."

"But Ms. Hela, your body is also in the hands of Dormammu believers." Woz held the information book in his hand, and after looking it up, he pointed out the loopholes in Hela's words in a serious manner.

"…………"

"Stop joking, Woz, quickly locate the Dormammu follower and tell me, this is an order."

"Do you understand?"

Beckett didn't bother to talk to Hela anymore, and after giving the order seriously, he walked aside, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and kept still in the hope that the recovery speed of his soul could be accelerated a little.

Seeing this, Hela also snorted coldly, and found a place to float quietly. Anyway, she is in the state of a soul body now, so it doesn't matter what her posture is.

"Ms. Hella, Ms. Hella."

After silently watching Woz's busy tracking for nearly 10 minutes, Hela suddenly heard someone calling herself after the two huge statues in the pyramid.

Following the voice suspiciously, a miniature Doraemon Watts was lying on the heel of Beckett's statue, poking out its head quietly and beckoning to her.

"?"

Puzzled, Hela glanced at Beckett, who was still in the distance with his eyes closed, wondering if he was asleep, and floated to the side of this miniature version of Woz.

"you?"

"I'm my mechanical clone, Ms. Hela." Woz grinned when he saw Hela floating over, and immediately revealed his true identity.

"Looking for me secretly, what's the matter?"

Hela was noncommittal, leaning on the statue of Beckett, crossed her arms around her chest, and asked.

"Actually, I would like to ask you to set off with us later." Hella got straight to the point, and Woz naturally opened up.