"Vanas, I need an explanation."
Looking at the small battleship that had successfully escaped, Accuser Dudek directly connected to Accuser Vanas's channel.
"There's nothing to explain. You're also responsible for not destroying that battleship." As the only female Kree among the Accuser Corps with white skin instead of blue, Vanas's contributions to the Kree Empire were the basis of her confidence when facing the noble Dudek.
Beneath her golden wavy hair, her sapphire blue eyes were filled with disdain.
She looked down on many members of the Accuser Corps, including Dudek and Rob. Their noble birth had granted them resources unattainable by ordinary individuals, yet they had all turned out to be useless.
Especially Rob, who had died before they could even arrive.
"Also, watch your tone, Dudek. The person standing before you now is a recipient of the Empire Medal." The curve of Vanas's lips made Dudek's expression instantly darken. His face turned black as the bottom of a pot, especially after Vanas directly ended the communication.
"General Dudek, please don't be angry. General Vanas is just too arrogant—"
"Slap!"
Seeing this, his adjutant, who wanted to step forward and say a few words, was slapped by Dudek before he could finish. The crisp sound left the adjutant stunned on the spot.
"Vanas is a member of the Kree Supreme Accuser Corps. And who are you?"
He was merely an outsider who had pledged allegiance to the Kree Empire. Dudek didn't know what gave him the courage to criticize another member of the Accuser Corps in front of one.
This was a rule that had long been ingrained in the very bones of every Kree Empire soldier. Dudek didn't understand why his usually intelligent outsider adjutant would make such a mistake.
Dudek's square face was etched with aristocratic arrogance. With his hands behind his back, he issued the order to his fleet to retrieve Rob. As a fellow noble of the Kree Empire, Dudek couldn't bear to see his old friend's corpse become space garbage.
"Dudek, I'm telling you, I've already decided on a name for my future grandson."
"Your son hasn't even been conceived yet, and you've already picked a name for your future grandson?"
"Of course."
"I plan to name my grandson, who will be born at some unknown time, Ronan. What do you think, isn't that a good name?"
The scene of him chatting happily with his old friend on the battlefield of Xandar flashed through Dudek's mind again. The man sighed and looked up at the magnificent and brilliant universe.
"Target detected disappearing near Planet N52, General Vanas."
While Accuser Dudek's fleet was busy retrieving Rob, Accuser Vanas was not idle.
"Bring up the data for Planet N52, now."
"Yes, General Vanas."
"According to the records..."
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"According to the records, Planet N52 was originally a beautiful planet with abundant resources. Peaceful and serene. But after the war between the Kree Empire and the Skrull Empire broke out, everything changed."
"Due to its geographical location, Planet N52 was caught in the war, and its past peace and serenity were destroyed by the flames of conflict. Without its leaders, Planet N52 quickly became a paradise for space pirates, and the planet plunged into extreme chaos."
"After a large number of vicious pirates and wanted criminals occupied the planet, seven relatively well-known powerful individuals emerged on the planet.
These seven, after establishing their own forces with their superior strength, felt that continuing to fight alone was not an option. So, they temporarily put aside their differences and formed an alliance for mutual assistance, and the chaotic situation on Planet N52 began to improve."
"They called this alliance the Justice League, because they believed their actions of maintaining basic order on the planet were acts of justice."
"Later, the man codenamed 'Hunter' among the seven was defeated by a mechanical lifeform. After defeating the 'Hunter,' the mechanical lifeform gathered the 'Hunter's' former subordinates, expelled him from the Justice League, and took his place, thus forming the current situation."
"That's all the specific information about Planet N52, His Highness Beckett."
Having landed on a small battleship somewhere on Planet N52, Beckett looked at the desolate city ruins outside the window, listening to the information Woz had retrieved from the database.
"Justice League?" Beckett sneered, crossing his arms and looking at the desolate ruins outside the window. He looked at the seven data projections that appeared before him, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Actually, they have a more fitting name." Astra, who had been freed from her restraints, gulped down alcohol. Seeing the seven figures appear on the screen, he wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth.
"Injustice League."
"That's what we Kree privately call them."
After all, the actions of these seven could not be considered just, whether from the perspective of the Kree or the Skrulls. Each of them was a notorious devil with blood on their hands.
"Your Highness Beckett, that city over there has almost become ruins. Will we find the materials we need?"
The Other, holding a scepter, didn't care about the Justice League or Injustice League. He just wanted to know when he could go back.
He had seen too many chaotic planets like this. It was possible that one day they would be wiped out by the joint forces of the Kree Empire and the Skrull Empire, thus becoming cosmic dust with no future.
If you want to live long, you have to find a strong backer to rely on, just like him. The Other had a well-planned future.
"There's no need to worry about that, Lord The Other. Woz has already scanned the city, and it does contain the materials needed to repair the mechs, and in large quantities."
Woz promptly released a map, reassuring The Other.
"According to Woz's calculations, the Kree Empire's fleet should appear at Planet N52 in about ten minutes. Your Highness Beckett, Woz suggests that you hide the battleship in advance to avoid detection."
"Who is the leader of this place?"
Beckett tapped his left arm with his right index finger, asking in a deep voice.
"A lady named Diana." Six of the seven projections in front of Beckett instantly disappeared, leaving only the image of the only woman among the seven reflected in Beckett's pupils.
"Woz, install the self-destruct program on the battleship, erase classified data, and set the activation mode to manual control. Activate cloaking, but create a not-too-obvious cloaking trace."
A dangerous smile curved Beckett's lips. He had a bolder idea.
If he killed that group of Kree, wouldn't he be able to safely bring Astra back to the Dark Order?
However, before executing this plan, he needed a brand new warship.
Thanks for the tip from [JG Pan Jiang]~
The blueprints are being redone tonight, and I'll be working overtime all night, so there will only be one update (◣д◢)
Tomorrow's update will be at the usual time, one chapter at 7:30 PM and another at 9:30 PM |ω)
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