Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

"Yes, Your Highness Beckett."

"why?"

"Woz is His Royal Highness Beckett's artificial intelligence life form for combat." The giant robot introduced itself as it did when we first met.

[Hello, Your Highness Beckett, Woz is your artificial intelligence life form for battle. 】

When he was one year old, a blue doraemon grinned and stretched out his hand to the young Beckett, while another doraemon called Gates was responsible for his daily life.

"Woz...Forcibly close the program..."

Beckett's voice trembled for some reason, ordering.

"Woz refuses to accept the order. Your Highness Beckett's safety is above all else. Please quickly withdraw along the route Woz planned for you—"

Woz's voice stopped abruptly.

The round shield of the giant robot erected in front of him had been reduced to dust within a few seconds. Countless pitch-black tentacles instantly dismembered the giant robot that was trying to warn Beckett, and its huge head rolled down in front of Beckett.

Beckett stretched out his hand, but the moment his fingers touched the machine's head, it turned into ashes and fluttered in the wind.

"Woz?"

Beckett licked his lips with his tongue and called Woz's name, but there was no response.

"Woz?"

Beckett pursed his lips, his voice trembling slightly.

"Woz!!!!!!"

"Woz!!!!!!!!!"

The hysterical roar was replaced by Hela's shout: "Calm down, Beckett!"

"Now we can't beat him at all!"

Malekith holding ether particles, in Hela's view, his strength has far exceeded the range of the two of them. The most important thing they should do now is to leave here quickly, instead of fighting here and waiting to die.

"Tsk,"

Beckett lowered his eyelids, and the air waves emerging from his feet gradually blurred Hela's eyes, making it impossible for her to see Beckett's face clearly for a while.

"You can't win at all, I don't understand."

Chapter 110 of the main text, the legendary Super Saiyan, remember it for me! [Third watch! 】

"What did you say?"

Hela was puzzled and frowned.

Although the noisy air waves covered her eyes, they couldn't blind her perception.

Beckett's aura is rising steadily, which is obviously a signal to fight Malekith to the end.

"Are you crazy?!"

"Your two subordinates didn't sacrifice themselves to make you die!"

"Nothing to do with you."

"you--"

Hela was momentarily at a loss for words.Thinking about it carefully, there seems to be nothing wrong with what Beckett said. After all, it was Beckett who planned to fight Malekith to the death, not her... what a ghost!

Hela didn't believe that Malekith would let her go.The heir of Odin and the future heir to the throne of Asgard, these two identities have already determined that Malekith will not let Hela go easily.

In the current situation, if she wants to break through Malekith's blockade of her, she can only rely on Beckett's power, and there is no other way.

But now, Beckett, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, wants to smash Malekith with a single muscle? ? ?

What about her?

Also give up the glimmer of hope that he might escape from the sky to fight Malekith who has controlled the ether particles?

Do not make jokes!

"Now we can't beat him at all! Do you know that?!"

Hela rushed directly to Beckett's photo, putting her hands on the latter's shoulders and shaking them non-stop.

"I said it before,"

Beckett raised his eyes, and his dark pupils gradually turned green: "I can't win at all, I don't understand."

"It's not a question of understanding but not understanding!" Hela was about to go crazy.

"You—" Hela, who wanted to say something more, was directly thrown aside by Beckett's arm, and fell to a squatting position.

"Malekis!"

Unprecedented anger filled Beckett's heart, and a wave of golden lightning clattered across the dust, swirling the dim thunderclouds over Walter Alheim!

【Congratulations!Son of the great Titan, His Highness Beckett, Lord of Chitaris!This moment!Conquest across several galaxies! 】

【Congratulations!The great son of the titan……………]

Beckett suddenly discovered that the congratulatory words that he once thought was superfluous or even flattering had been imprinted in his mind unconsciously.