Hela, realizing she was in the wrong, said nothing more, only regretting it inwardly.
She felt it was because Jennifer's cooking skills were too poor.
If she could have processed this rib and this pot of soup into glowing cuisine radiating divine radiance, perhaps she could have gotten her wish of recording Beckett rolling on the ground, his face flushed and gasping for breath.
What a shame.
Hela's brows were filled with regret.
The Other, holding his scepter and on constant guard, occasionally glanced at Hela.
He suspected Hela was thinking of something detrimental to His Highness Beckett, but he had no proof.
"Since there's nothing wrong, I suggest you poke that bone directly."
"The marrow inside is the essence of Divinity."
Hela, who didn't know the specific operation method but had seen similar cases in Asgard's Biology Textbook, Required Course Two (Royal Exclusive Edition), reminded Beckett.
Beckett, not being forcibly required to become a scholar of ancient and modern knowledge by Thanos, felt something was off about Hela's tone, but he couldn't quite place it.
He was at a disadvantage due to his lack of education.
Following her talent in the magical realm, Hela had finally found a second area where she could look down on Beckett: knowledge.
Her mother, Frigga, who was responsible for her cultural education since childhood, had once said: Knowledge is the ladder for us Asgardians to continuously progress.
As for Beckett, Thanos had tried to teach him when he was young, but Beckett simply had no talent in this area. If it weren't for Thanos's sake, tearing up books would probably have been a daily occurrence.
It was precisely for this reason that Thanos granted the two major vassal Artificial Intelligences by Beckett's side access to his personal information database, a privilege even Ebony Maw and the other Black Order members did not have.
The Black Order's databases were accumulated by them bit by bit over endless years.
But Beckett, unable to learn, had his adoptive father Thanos employ Artificial Intelligence to power-level him. The results were similar, and it also allowed Beckett to focus on other things.
"Woz."
Beckett directly had Woz analyze the correct way to eat the bone.
"Your Highness Beckett, the energy contained within this bone is extremely vast. Woz suggests you do not inhale it all at once."
As he spoke, Woz, who had transformed into a robot cat, lowered his head, fumbled in his abdominal pocket for a long time, and pulled out a hammer for repairing warships and a straw.
Grunting, he waddled on his short legs and fished out the divine remains, which were noticeably larger than the other bone.
With one hammer strike, the bone cracked, and the juice flowed.
Seeing this, Woz quickly inserted a straw, and from his pocket, he took out a few slices of sweet and sour fruit, mixed a refreshing drink that was both tasty and palate-cleansing, and arranged it with the bone.
Then, he turned, lifted the plate over his head, and zipped back to Beckett: "Please enjoy, Your Highness Beckett."
"You can do this?"
Completely trusting Woz, Beckett took a sip of the marrow. He felt nothing, so he took another sip...
"I learned it at the base from Gates, only the simplest things," Woz said with a grin.
Smacking his lips, in less than five minutes, the divine remains, now devoid of marrow, turned to dust before Beckett.
"You ate it all????"
Hela, who had witnessed Beckett's gluttonous behavior the entire time, was dumbfounded.
He ate it mouthful after mouthful without stopping, yet Beckett's body showed no signs of any abnormality.
Jennifer next door was still hunched over on the ground, groaning as she adapted to the Divinity in the rib soup.
"Don't you feel your body heating up?"
"Don't you feel a strange power suddenly surge within you, giving you the urge to release it?"
Recalling the content of the biology textbook, Hela was certain she hadn't misremembered.
"What exactly are you expecting?" Beckett asked with a frown, then his voice suddenly faltered, and his pupils contracted sharply!
My body?
Beckett suddenly felt as if a raging fire was burning in his heart, the scorching sensation causing a large amount of mist to emanate from his body.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
Beckett's strong and powerful heartbeat, like a resounding war drum, vibrated in everyone's eardrums.
An invisible pressure caused scarlet blood to gradually seep from Beckett's skin, dyeing him crimson and making him look terrifying.
"Your Highness Beckett!"
"Don't come any closer!"
With a solemn expression, Hela flicked her right hand, and a long sword plunged straight into the ground beside The Other's feet, stopping him from advancing further.
"This is the Divinity rejecting him."
The power not born from within Beckett's body wanted to completely occupy Beckett's cells, and it was bound to be rejected; this was very normal.
Whether he would succeed in subduing the foreign Divinity and storing it within himself as a backup fodder, or be assimilated by the foreign Divinity and become a puppet devoid of clear reason, completely dependent on Beckett.
As she spoke, Hela conjured a golden longbow in her hand.
Drawing the bow and nocking an arrow, her target was Beckett, whose pupils were gradually turning white!
"What do you think you're doing?!"
The Other immediately jumped up upon seeing Hela's action.
"Ms. Hela, please cease this immature behavior." Woz's large round face also lost its characteristic smile.
"I am merely doing what I ought to do."
His mother had warned her about the dangers of foreign Divinity entering the body when she awakened her Death Divinity.
Someone in Asgard had tried this before, and it was only with the personal intervention of her father, Odin, that the person who lost their mind was subdued.
"Tsk..."
"Still... not enough..."
His torn clothes fell to the ground in tatters. Beckett, with his bulging muscles, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, crouched low, and growled, veins popping out.
"Aaaahhhh!!!!"
The roaring blast of energy stirred up the sand and wind of Sakaar. He stomped on the ground, and a faint electric current flickered at the tips of his suddenly gilded hair. Fueled by the flame-like energy waves, Beckett's power didn't stagnate after transforming, as it usually did, but continued to climb!
The cells in his Super Saiyan first stage were constantly devouring the malicious foreign Divinity, converting it into his own power!
BOOM!!!
Sakaar's sky was covered in dense thunderclouds, and dense lightning struck down instantly. Beckett felt the malevolence from Ego, which stemmed from the rules of the universe.
Enduring the pain of being struck by lightning, Beckett leaped up and swung his fist towards the dim sky!
"This is..."
Under the overwhelming heavenly might, the entire Sakaar was thrown into chaos.
Beneath the thunderclouds brewing an earth-shattering strike, a golden-haired figure with his upper body bare roared and charged headfirst into the gloomy thunderclouds!
BOOOOMMMMM!!!!
Amidst the thunder that echoed through heaven and earth, the dim sky was instantly torn apart by a golden figure!
With the energy of his strong body, surrounded by golden lightning, erupting, the energy aura, which should have been flame-like, had become jet-like!
"I am the world."
"Therefore, as long as I wish it, the world will stand by my side."
A dazzling, silver-white energy beam pierced directly through the roaring thunderclouds, and an extremely cold voice resounded in every corner of Sakaar!
"That is..."
Flickering with electricity, spewing energy, golden hair flying, A new form that had absorbed the Divinity within, Beckett's own Super Saiyan Second Stage, surpassing the Super Saiyan!
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