Alan started imagining—if he stayed on Sovereign for too long, would his skin eventually turn just as golden and radiant as theirs?
_"What?"_
Ayesha regained a bit of her composure. She was more than happy to hear Alan praise the Sovereign.
After all, their cloning technology was their greatest pride.
Every Sovereign was assigned a role at birth—destined to be the _best_ at what they did, without a single flaw.
"It means I'm not interested. It's getting late—you should all head back to your planet now."
Alan didn't want to waste any more time with Ayesha.
Thinking about Thanos, he figured he should be _warning_ her instead of entertaining such _pointless_ conversations.
Rather than indulging in _delusional_ ideas, it would be better to prepare for an inevitable battle—
One that would lighten the burden on Hela and the Guardians of the Galaxy.
After all, the Sovereign's drone technology was _famous_.
If they could _repel_ the Chitauri fleet before they even got close, that would be a significant advantage.
"_Are you kicking me out?!_"
As High Priestess, Ayesha had _never_ experienced being dismissed before.
Her expression was filled with disbelief—
Not only had her _invitation_ been rejected, but now she was being _told to leave_?
"Just hear me out first, Ayesha."
Alan stood up.
Ayesha instinctively _stepped back_, feeling slightly uneasy.
The words and decisions of Emperor Knight had _far_ exceeded what she could comprehend.
"...Go ahead," she said stiffly.
Though every instinct told her to turn around and _leave_, Alan's serious tone _forced_ her to stay and listen.
Perhaps, after this conversation, she would never set foot on Earth again.
"You've heard of Thanos, haven't you?"
Alan's voice was calm but heavy.
"His ambitions are growing clearer by the day. Every planet he sets foot on... meets the _same_ fate—total slaughter."
Alan suspected that since Thanos _hadn't_ acquired all the Stones yet, his desperation would only escalate.
And given how _advanced_ Sovereign's technology was, it wasn't hard to imagine Thanos _targeting_ their planet.
The moment Alan mentioned Thanos, a flash of _disgust_ appeared in Ayesha's eyes.
She despised _mindless_ killers like him.
"Are you trying to warn me... that Thanos might come for Sovereign?"
Ayesha might be _petty_, but she _wasn't_ stupid.
There was _no_ reason for Emperor Knight to bring up _that_ madman _out of nowhere_.
If he mentioned Thanos at a time like this, it _meant_ something.
No one could predict _where_ Thanos would strike next.
"There's a high probability," Alan said softly.
"Sovereign's technology is renowned throughout the galaxy. If Thanos truly intends to fulfill his ambitions, there's a strong chance he will _take_ what he needs from your planet."
If Thanos was _obsessive_ enough, he would never stop searching for the Infinity Stones.
But what if, along the way, he decided to _slaughter_ planets _while_ searching?
The best course of action would be for planets _capable_ of defending themselves to _reinforce_ their defenses even further.
The Sovereign _had_ the ability—
Their drone fleets could eliminate threats before they even got close.
All they had to do was _prepare_.
Ayesha lowered her gaze, deep in thought.
She carefully weighed Emperor Knight's words.
She had _heard_ rumors about the Infinity Stones before.
A moment later, Ayesha turned on her heel, flicking her cloak dramatically over her shoulder.
_"We're leaving."_
Just before stepping into the ship's teleportation beam, she paused.
Looking back at Alan and his allies, her golden eyes flickered with something unreadable.
_"Emperor..."_
_"One day, you will be the King of Sovereign!"_
Then, she was gone.
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