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Seeing that Malik's ship was still safely parked there, the three centurions who had been dispatched breathed a sigh of relief. They were all centurions, and there was some camaraderie among them; none of them wanted to abandon a comrade like this.

Malik had no idea that he had almost been unilaterally removed from the list of rising stars. When he heard the female centurion's voice, he was almost moved to tears.

After Diana severed his connection with the Nova Force, he was already deeply shaken; everything he was doing now was a forced performance. He never wanted to experience that feeling of powerlessness and defeat again.

“Anwen, everything’s alright now, but I need you to come over. I have a potential threat here who could endanger the Nova Corps,” Malik shouted urgently into the communicator.

But Carol couldn't say anything. She could only glare at Malik with a grim expression, secretly plotting how she could find an opportunity to give him a good beating. She'd see when he fought Shia again, and then she'd definitely try to sabotage him.

The centurion, referred to as Anwen, had clearly taken Malik's words to heart and quickly said, "You control the threat first, I'll go right away."

After that, the communicator went silent.

However, Malik has now found his backbone again, and the faint sense of uncertainty he once felt has been completely washed away.

Sensing the change in Malik's demeanor, Carol was speechless. He was practically the kind of kid who, after being bullied, seeks help from powerful backers.

It's that kind of feeling, like, "You're bullying me, but my older brother is in sixth grade!"

Carol had previously thought Malik was a man of principle, but now, looking at him, she thought, "Forget it." Even her initial plan to sabotage him had faded. She'd rather go back to Earth and confront Wanda than have anything to do with this guy again.

This is truly an insult to the Nova Corps' name.

Now, Carol could only suppress the urge to leave and wait for the other centurion of the rising star to explain the reasons behind what had happened and that she was not some kind of threat.

Anwen arrived very quickly, basically heading to Malik's spaceship immediately after communication was cut off.

“Carol Danvers?” When Anwen Bakkan re-entered the control room, she saw the so-called threat her colleague had mentioned.

As part of maintaining cosmic peace, the Nova Corps naturally possesses this super-powerful force that is constantly active in the galaxy. It's also clear that Carol couldn't possibly be a bad person; with that kind of power, nothing would be a necessary target for this woman.

Even the power of a rising star won't work.

Carroll breathed a sigh of relief at the woman wearing the centurion's helmet; finally, she could talk to someone properly.

“There was this guy who used some special ability to sever my connection to the Nova Force. He even controlled my limbs. And that woman has a very close relationship with Carol. And during their conversation, they talked about Thanos.” Malik poured out everything he wanted to say, like spilling beans.

When Thanos was mentioned, Anwen's calm energy began to surge, and even her gaze towards Carol changed. As for Malik's mention of Carol and another woman, Anwen wasn't surprised at all. This was the universe; all kinds of people existed here. This was already considered normal; at least she wasn't showing any emotion towards a non-human being.

Carol never expected this guy to say such a thing.

Fortunately, he hadn't forgotten his duties as a centurion of the Nova Corps. After a pause, Malik continued, "However, that woman went to cause trouble for Thanos. She doesn't seem to be a member of the Dark Order, but I can't be sure if they have any ulterior motives towards the Nova Corps."

Hearing this, An Wen was finally relieved, and the surging power of the new star within her subsided completely.

She understood. Malik had been frightened by the woman he'd mentioned, which made him suspect she might be hiding something. Now, however, some details didn't quite add up. Why would someone have made Malik like that?

Only then did Anwen look at Carol, who hadn't spoken until now, tilting her head as if to say something.

Carol breathed a sigh of relief; only now was Anwen able to communicate normally. What kind of communication was that guy before?

"It's actually quite simple. My friend was very excited to see me, and then Centurion Malik, because the way my friend appeared was a bit strange, thought she had ill intentions." Carol then glanced at Malik, who was still mobilizing the power of Nova.

Anwen followed Carol's gaze to her colleague, feeling somewhat helpless. It was obvious that the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and a moment of excitement had simply put the man on his guard.

After making a calming gesture to Malik, Anwen watched as the Nova Force on Malik began to subside before turning to Carol to signal her to continue.

Carol nodded and continued, "Perhaps Centurion Malik was disturbing my friend's eyes, so my friend cut off his Nova Power and took him under control." At this point, Carol gave a brief explanation of the matter.

Anwen was indeed helpless. What could she say about this? Should she say that Malik was very vigilant, or that Carol's friend was too domineering?

It can only be a muddled mess.

Anwen has absolutely no desire to deal with this matter anymore; there's basically nothing wrong between the two sides. Perhaps the only problem is that Carol's friend's methods were a bit too harsh.

"So, where is your friend now?" Anwen asked Carol, somewhat amused and exasperated.

Carol shook her head and said calmly, "I don't know. She won't tell me about her actions. I think it's possible that she's right here with Thanos."

Diana's actions were truly unpredictable. Having so easily killed a god, anything she did next was possible and plausible.

Even if Diana had smashed the Kree superplanet to pieces today, it would have made sense. There was no way around it; Diana's fist was hard enough and big enough.

"So, Malik, how's your mission here going?" Anwen didn't want to continue on this topic and could only inquire about Malik's mission progress. It was, in a way, carrying out the Legion's orders.

Malik calmly said to Anwen, "I'm too late. I only saw the last of the unknown cosmic deities slowly dissipating."

Hearing this result, An Wen didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was only because of the gods who were constantly conducting large-scale teleportation that they had attracted their attention, so it was normal that there was no result now.

The Nova Corps hadn't expected to get any useful information, but they couldn't just ignore what was going on here.

“Ms. Danvers must have seen something. She was already here when I arrived. But she didn’t tell me anything,” Malik said calmly, this time without any pre-existing speculation, simply stating the truth.

Carol didn't know how to explain this to them: the unknown god who killed the Celestials was the one who directly severed Malik's Nova Power.

You probably wouldn't believe it even if I told you.

Anwen had no intention of letting Carol tell the Nova Corps the information she had seen. It was normal that they arrived late and couldn't get the information; they could only wait for the version that circulated later, though it was uncertain how much of it would be true.

"Looks like there's nothing more for me here. Well then, goodbye." Carol waved to Anwen and walked towards the spaceship's exit.

The next moment, a streak of cosmic light disappeared from this star field and returned to the Milky Way galaxy that Carol had been helping.

Anwen glanced at Malik, sighed, and said, "Go back to Xandar and see if there are any other problems. Did that so-called friend of Carol do anything to your body? Be careful."

Malik nodded in agreement. He didn't want to lose his connection to the Nova Force halfway through his duel. Otherwise, he might become the first Nova Centurion to freeze to death in space.

Meanwhile, Diana was floating in the stars, looking at the super battleship in front of her, the Temple II of Thanos.

The title of Chapter 147 is missing.

In front of Temple Two was an untamed, open space, completely free of any obstructions or floating objects.

Now that a figure has suddenly appeared, it's impossible not to pay attention, even if you don't want to. Especially now that Black Dwarf has led the Chitauri on a failed expedition.

Even though Thanos himself hasn't made any statement, the other members of the Black Order have been on high alert recently. Being attacked is a minor matter, but disturbing Lord Thanos is a matter of utmost importance.

As one of the last Whisperers in this universe, Ebony Maw naturally received the message being relayed by his subordinates.

An unidentified creature blocked their path.

Ebony Maw didn't care at all, simply ordering them to use their energy cannons to wipe out anything blocking Temple Two, regardless of what it was—living or non-living, it didn't matter.

There was no roar, only beams of light spitting out from the crab-claw-like cannon muzzle, bombarding Diana in front of Temple II.

But it was all in vain; it didn't even leave a trace of Diana moving in that space. All the shelling was like stones sinking into the sea, not even causing a ripple.

All of this made the gunners of Temple No. 2 even more alarmed, and they could only hurriedly report to their superiors. This matter was no longer something that they, as small fry, could handle.

At this moment, Ebony Maw was not surprised when he learned the result of the bombardment. A guy who could easily survive in outer space was unlikely to be harmed by those seemingly intimidating bombardments.

If Ebony Maw were to be eliminated by artillery fire, he wouldn't feel any disappointment. Resolving the matter with minimal effort would be the best outcome.

It's simply a matter of devising a new way to eliminate the enemy.

"Ebony Maw, what happened?" Suddenly, the massive creature that had been sitting on the throne spoke, its deep voice devoid of any emotion. It was simply calmly stating its problem.

Even if you don't get any specific answers, it makes you feel that this big guy won't get angry.

"My lord, it's just that someone recklessly blocked our warships." Ebony Maw bowed humbly to Thanos, clearly not wanting this matter to interfere with the great overlord. It would be a desecration of him, and proof of his own incompetence.

Thanos gave his strategist a cold look, then lowered his head again to look at the golden glove on his hand, saying nothing more. However, the space on the glove meant for setting gemstones was still empty.

Thanos was in no mood to deal with a nobody who appeared in front of his vehicle. The news of the Celestials' troubles had already spread far and wide to all the powerful figures.

Thanos was naturally among them, still pondering what kind of madman would do such a thing. Slaughtering the Celestials was a possibility for Thanos, but those guys were just a bunch of people who only knew how to perform their duties; killing one meant preparing to fight all the Celestials. That would be stirring up a hornet's nest.

But now someone has not only stirred up a hornet's nest, but has also directly overturned the hornet's nest of the Celestials.

Thanos couldn't help but smile slightly; that guy was even crazier than him.

The Black Order had no intention of speculating about what Thanos was thinking on his throne. Well, they should now be called the Black Order's Four, since one of them is currently trapped on Earth and unable to return to the Black Order, thus disqualifying him from the title of the Black Order.

Ebony Maw has now decided to personally meet that nobody who remained unscathed under heavy artillery fire. Anyone who stands in the way of the Black Order should not continue to live in this universe.

The other three didn't make any specific moves regarding Ebony Maw's slow levitation. However, a hint of caution appeared on Corvus Glaive's ugly face.

This is a cautious approach towards Ebony Throat, a cautious approach filled with worry.

It's as if it will have some adverse effect on me.

However, he dared not express these emotions here, and could only silently bury them in his heart, but in his eyes, there was still a glint of ambition.

When Ebony Maw arrived at the control room, she already saw the guy who had been bombarded but seemed unharmed. He even had an orange cat with him, hovering silently in front of Temple Two, making no move. Or perhaps, there was nothing or no one on Temple Two that warranted her attention.

This is the only thing Ebony Maw can imagine right now.

Otherwise, he didn't believe that a super storage that had been attacked would remain indifferent to the fact that Temple II was still floating in space.

All I can say is that this guy has ulterior motives.

However, Ebony Maw had no way to approach this scheming individual. After all, without any protection, venturing out would be tantamount to suicide. The extreme cold of space would instantly turn him into an icicle and take his life.

"Fire another round." Ebony Maw could only try again to see if the person was unharmed after the shelling because of some kind of disposable shield. If so, he could try the effect of the shelling again.

This time, Ebony Maw didn't intend to just bombard or attack with the main cannon. What he wanted to do now was to have all the energy cannons that Temple II could mobilize bombard that guy.

Diana showed no reaction or sensation as the crab-claw-like super cannons of the Temple II recharged. Although the shelling had no effect on her, it didn't mean Diana would allow them to continue bombarding her.

It doesn't hurt or itch, but it's very annoying.

He waved his hand gently at Temple No. 2, and the energy cannon that was charging suddenly stopped. Although it was still charging, it was clear that it had stopped.

Diana then proceeded to erase the firepower system that originally belonged to Templar II, much like someone lightly erasing a pencil drawing with an eraser. It was as if Templar II had never been equipped with any offensive devices.

Thanos, who had been sitting on the throne, shifted his gaze from his Infinity Gauntlet to the outside of Temple Two. He could sense the energy there, which, though imperceptible like a breeze, was still astonishing in its magnitude.

“Interesting.” Thanos slowly rose from his throne and walked down.

Chapter 148 The Gaze of Death

His figure flickered continuously within the space of Temple Number Two, like a ghost.

The instant he stepped down the steps, he was already standing at the front of Temple Two, just inches away from the guy who had emerged unscathed from the heavy artillery fire.

This was Thanos's fastest speed ever, and even the Obsidian Four beside him couldn't react in time to how he suddenly appeared in front of them.

Moreover, the sudden speed and intense air pressure caused sweat to bead on the foreheads of the Obsidian Four. They had witnessed Thanos's speed before; it was simply unstoppable, and no one could halt his advance.

The fact that they couldn't sense the power Thanos was currently displaying could only mean one thing: Thanos was stronger than them.

"My king, what brings you here?" Looking at the imposing figure before him, Ebony Maw's expression became much more respectful.

"You have a problem with that?" Thanos's emotionless voice slowly rang out.