Saiyan Adopted by Thanos

"Boom...boom...boom..."

The pain from the explosion of the magic arrow made Beckett's heart beat faster. Under the sound of rapid breathing, he stared at the giant sword coming towards him. Not only was Beckett's face not afraid at all, on the contrary, it was full of excitement.

His body craves for battle, for every breakthrough between life and death.

Every cell in the body trembled with excitement with Beckett's will, and new energy poured into Beckett's limbs.The magical energy submerged in the arms was forced out of the body by Beckett's power, and the crystal wall that bound Beckett's body also turned into crystal snowflakes and melted instantly.

"what!!!!!"

Beckett stepped on the ground, knees slightly bent.The blue veins burst out at a speed visible to the naked eye, screaming in the sky, and the earth-shattering roar lingered over the bloody plain for a long time.

"Disappear! Hela Odinson!!!!"

The majestic energy exploded, and Beckett jumped, from bottom to top, smashed the holy sword of judgment condensed by Hela with one punch!

Text Chapter 22 Frost Giants

The magic giant sword shattered under the crushing force of sheer power, and Hela's eyes finally showed a hint of inconceivable.Since her debut, no one has been able to survive from her magic combination, but now Beckett has done it.

The long black hair fluttered freely with the strong wind, but Hela's state was far less handsome and freehand than her own hair.

Her body was almost hollowed out by three forbidden spells.

Since her debut, she has used magic only a handful of times. In most cases, she can rely on her powerful force to crush all the way.

Hela, who can make unlimited weapons and can move at will, is simply a big killer in large-scale wars, and it is precisely for this reason that after growing up, Hela's own practice is more inclined to awakened divinity and The Aesir's own divine power did not delve too deeply into the magic taught by her mother.

"You lost, Hela Odinson." Beckett, who broke the barrier of life and death with a punch, fell from the sky and landed in front of Hela.Behind him, is a piece of golden light scattered on the ground.

It was a fragment of a golden greatsword.

The silver breastplate that was still intact on the chest dazzled with a dazzling brilliance in the setting sun. Beckett stretched out his right hand and grabbed Hela's throat.

"Congratulations! The great descendant of the Titan, the son of Thanos, the young Beckett successfully defeated the daughter of Odin from Asgard! This must be a battle that is enough to go down in history!"

The flatterer TheOther's voice sounded at the right time, interrupting Beckett and Hela's gaze.

TheOther, who climbed up from the ground with a scepter in hand, was still singing praises to his master Beckett, and suddenly he got two cold eyes, and his words were blocked for a while, and he didn't know what to say.

Could it be that your congratulatory speech is wrong?

TheOther's brain was running fast, and he wondered if he should read more books after he went back to enrich his vocabulary.

"Do you usually live with this kind of praise?" Hela, who was strangled by Beckett's throat, did not have the slightest look of fear, but showed considerable interest in TheOther, who flattered Beckett.

Although this kind of subordinate looks exaggerated, once you accept this self-promotional setting, it seems to be unexpectedly emotional?

"You don't seem to understand your situation." Beckett ignored TheOther, who was still holding his scepter high and counting Beckett's past glory. His frosty eyes returned to Hela's face, and the man who was holding Hela's throat The five fingers increased their strength, and Hela's face only showed a painful look at the right time.

"Beckert, this is your name, right." In the external performance, Hela's breathing became more and more difficult.

"Now, I can be sure that Thanos didn't teach you exactly how to deal with an Asgardian mage."

The painful look on Hela's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by an abnormal smile.Beckett frowned, before he had time to think about what Hela's words meant, his body's instinct had already made him dodge.

Several weapons made of magic metal passed Beckett, and Hela in front of Beckett had become an inflatable doll.

The sharp weapon directly pierced the doll's limbs, pinning the leaking doll on the blood-stained plain.

"Asgard's stand-in magic is different from the trick magic of those three-legged cats in the outside world."

"It's very realistic."

Hela's figure appeared from the front left of Beckett, her face was pale because her body was hollowed out, but this did not affect her pride and self-satisfaction.

Melee is suppressed, and she is also a ranged mage.

The magic and martial arts are so capricious.

After seeing that Hela was clearly out of trouble, TheOther, who had just finished praising his virtues, instantly put out his thoughts of running to Beckett's side, and stayed quietly with the Qitarui army that had destroyed more than half of it, watching the changes.

"Boring trick."

Beckett glanced at the doll, which had been stained red with blood, and a trace of disdain crept into the corner of his eyes.

In the face of absolute strength, any bells and whistles are paper tigers.

"How many times can your body allow you to perform this so-called magic?" For Beckett, the poor condition of Hela's body is already an obvious starter

"It's okay to hold up until you fall." Even though he was in a bad physical condition, Hela still believed that Beckett's condition was worse than her own.

Two holes were pierced by magic arrows in his arms, his internal organs were squeezed by the crystal wall, and the punch that smashed the holy sword of judgment just now. Hela didn't think that Beckett would be unscathed after this series of events.

"I admire your confidence. The enemies I met before, when they came this far, they all crawled at my feet and wagged their tails begging for mercy, begging me to spare their lives." Beckett narrowed his eyes and took a step. One step towards the location of Hela.

When he was seven years old, he was almost stabbed to death by a knife, and he still survived. At most, this injury is medium.

For Beckett, as long as he doesn't die, the problem is not big. If he doesn't return to the Fountain of Life on the battleship, all troubles will be solved.

"Really? That's a coincidence. I've also killed a lot of egomaniacs like you on the battlefield who thought they were winning."

When Haila raised her hand, dozens of weapons instantly appeared beside her, pointing directly at Beckett.

As far as Hela is concerned, her injuries are not a big problem. She can recover after returning to Asgard for two days, and her strength can even be strengthened with the blessing of Asgard.

Fight!Fight!Fight!

TheOther, who had sung a hymn for Beckett, stood on Beckett's side with a clear-cut stand, and the blue scepter in his hand shone faintly.TheOther, who did not see the unsapient clansman as his compatriots, used his scepter to control a squad of Zeta Swiss soldiers to start a sneak attack.