Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 152 The Andromeda Cloth as a Necklace (First Update!)

Hawke got straight to the point.

He won't beat around the bush, nor will he use any veiled language.

And there's no need to go in circles.

Straight to the point.

Hawk didn't even tell the Sorcerer Supreme what he wanted the Time Stone for.

Once again, there's no need for that.

Because, whether it was the Ancient One directly calling him Phoenix at the beginning, or saying just now that because Hawke was there, there was no need to care whether the Heart Demon would create a new Hell dimension.

obviously.

The Ancient One has already proven one thing with her actions.

She didn't mind using the Time Stone; in fact, she not only used it herself, but she used it very skillfully.

and so……

Hawke believed that even if he didn't say what he was going to do with the Time Stone, the Ancient One would already know, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

And they might already know the promises he made to obtain the Time Stone.

After Hawke finished speaking, his thoughts raced, while he calmly looked at the Ancient One in front of him, waiting for her reply.

after awhile.

The Ancient One glanced at Hawke with a calm expression, then nodded: "Okay."

Hawke's face lit up with joy upon hearing this.

next second.

The Ancient One then said, "But not now."

Hawke frowned slightly.

"reason?"

"You're still smelling of alcohol; using it now will have the opposite effect."

Ancient One picked up her teacup and said with a smile, "The scenery in Kamar-Taj is still quite nice at this time of year."

Hawke nodded upon hearing the Ancient One's words, said nothing more, picked up his teacup, and drank the tea in one gulp.

Seeing this, Gwen, who was standing nearby, also drank her tea in one gulp.

after awhile.

Hawke stood up, took Gwen, and walked out of the hall behind him.

into the eye.

A complex of buildings that blends Tibetan, Nepalese and Eastern temple styles suddenly appeared before our eyes.

The structure is simple and heavy, and the colors are very bright.

Look around.

The surrounding area is filled with towering snow-capped mountains, as if the buildings here have been perfectly integrated into the mountains.

The air was crisp and thin, but perhaps because of the tea she had just drunk, Gwen, who wasn't wearing many clothes, didn't feel the cold at all.

Gwen blinked, looking with interest at a training ground paved with bluestone not far away.

Within the venue, magic apprentices dressed in dark brown robes could be seen diligently practicing Kamar-Taj's basic spell—Spark Portal—under the guidance of magicians clad in yellow rags.

As a dozen or so magic apprentices, each carrying a brass artifact, began drawing circles in the air, the sparks that flew up were a truly spectacular sight.

Gwen watched this scene and looked at Hawke standing to the side.

"Hawk?"

"Ah."

"Can you do magic?"

"will not."

Hawke shook his head, then looked at Gwen, who was smiling up at him, smiled, and said with certainty, "I'm on the physics route."

What is a Saint Seiya?

Fighters, fighters, the fun is all about the visceral, hand-to-hand combat in the arena mode.

magic?

What magician could withstand a punch from me that weighs ten thousand tons and travels faster than the speed of light?

Hawke thought to himself, looked at Gwen, and chuckled, "Why are you suddenly asking this question?"

Gwen shook her head, her gaze falling on the magic apprentices in the training ground ahead. After thinking for a moment, she looked at Hawke again.

"Then tell me, can I learn it?"

"Uh……"

Hawke raised an eyebrow, quickly realizing why Gwen had asked that question, and chuckled again: "If you go and learn it, you'll be a hostage to the other side."

Gwen blinked.

Hawke smiled slightly, took Gwen's hand, and walked down the steps. As they walked towards the stone steps leading to the summit of the snow-capped mountain, Hawke explained to Gwen the extraordinary energy system of this universe.

A simple sentence.

Ordinary people can never acquire abilities beyond their imagination through their own efforts.

That's why we have the classic saying: "The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology, and the gods rely on bloodlines."

Like magic.

You think you can learn just because you want to, and become self-taught with a magic book.

Stop dreaming.

First, who provides you with magical energy?
Not even the major extraordinary dimensions.

Just like the Ancient One.

She is a genius, that much is certain, but the reason she can unleash magic is because she has made a pact with the Supreme Dimension, namely the Vishanti, which allows her to draw energy from the Supreme Dimension to unleash all sorts of incredible magic.

The same goes for black magic.

Dark sorcerers borrow energy by making pacts with dimensional lords such as Dormammu and Horgos. Even witches do the same.

For example, Carrie.

It's true that Carrie awakened her magic on her own after being stimulated.

But first of all, Carrie has the blood of the Salem witches, which is why the Hellswitch said that all she needed was for Hawke to help her find a witch who knew the daily routines of witches. As for the rest, once Carrie has control over her magic, she will automatically obtain the spells and magic she needs from the Salem dimension.

Even demons are like that.

But whether they are magicians or witches, the reason why these people are extraordinary is not because they have talent. Talent only determines your upper limit. What really motivates them is that they have sold their souls to the dimension that provides them with energy.

"so……"

Hawke, following Gwen up the stone steps, glanced at her and smiled, saying, "Now you know why I said that if you go to learn magic, it's like handing yourself over to them as a hostage?"

Although, for the time being, the Supreme Dimension does not seem to have any ill intentions towards him.

But nothing lasts forever.

Who can say for sure what the future holds?

after all……

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

His sister died unexpectedly and fell into the Hell dimension, where she was about to become a tool for Mephisto to blackmail him.

Then he'll have another fiancée.

How can this be allowed?

After listening to Hawke's explanation, Gwen nodded with a look of realization.

next second.

She paused, as if she had thought of something, and looked at Hawke: "Hawk, what about you? Which dimension did you sell your soul to?"

As she spoke, Gwen recalled the phoenix phantom that had once appeared behind Hawke, and couldn't help but blink.

"What Phoenix Dimension?"

"Ha ha!"

Hawke was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh, and then said seriously to Gwen, "I don't need to borrow power from anyone. In fact, I am the energy myself, and there are people outside who borrow energy from me."

Forty-eight... no, Phoenix is ​​already his exclusive title, so he's the forty-seventh Bronze Saint.

Twenty-four silver dollars.

The twelve signs of the zodiac.

There are also the 108 demon stars of the underworld.

Hawke's mind raced, considering the amount of energy he would provide in the future. He shook his head and looked at Gwen: "A lot, a lot. And you already possess my energy."

Gwen paused for a moment upon hearing this, then looked at Hawke with some confusion.

When did I get pregnant?

"this."

Hawke's gaze fell on the gift he had given Gwen this Christmas, the very necklace she was wearing around her neck.

Gwen reached out her right hand, lowered her eyes, and took out the Christmas gift Hawk had given her from her collar.

Eye-catching!

The Andromeda Cloth, which appears pink but is actually scarlet, is incredibly lifelike.

This was also made by Hawke using the first batch of Saint Cloth materials he obtained, along with his spare Phoenix Saint Cloth.

His sixth sense cosmos has now surpassed his fifth sense cosmos, and with the Reality Stone's blessing, he is now able to illuminate the remaining forty-seven bronze constellations.

Simply put.

Once his Phoenix Parallel Universe fully reflects reality, then if a second person cultivates the method of the Small Universe, the Small Universe abilities they gain will be obtained from him.

However, Hawke does not intend to do so.

At least not for now.

But this didn't stop him from creating a Saint Cloth and giving it to Gwen as a gift.

The answer is that Gwen is his family.

Although Gwen is not a Saint, with the blessing of the Phoenix Heart, the Andromeda Cloth automatically protects Gwen when she is in danger.

Like this—

Hawke had a sudden thought.

All of a sudden.

The Andromeda Cloth, which Gwen had been wearing as a necklace around her neck, instantly detached and then appeared in front of Gwen, rapidly expanding.

next second.

Bang!
The Andromeda Nebula unfolded behind the Cloth, and then the Andromeda Cloth disintegrated into countless tiny fragments.

The leaves of the beetle resemble starlight.

Elegant arm guards.

Chain links.

After the Andromeda Cloth disintegrated, under the breath of the Andromeda Nebula, the first thing to be affected was the iconic round lock, which drew a beautiful arc in the air before precisely hovering around Gwen's slender waist. Then, two chains gleaming with cold light, radiating the nebula's brilliance, meandered out from the stream of light and lightly wrapped around Gwen's arms, coiling from her wrists to her upper arms. The chain links interlocked, emitting a soft hum like stardust colliding.

Shoulder armor followed closely behind, like unfolded wings, gently yet seamlessly covering Gwen's shoulders.

Finally, there was that magnificent and imposing helmet.

The sides are decorated with abstract wings that symbolize the Andromeda constellation and appear to be formed from starlight.

The helmet slowly descended, gently enveloping Gwen's head. The visor in front, like a stardust veil, both protected her face and made her seemingly talking emerald eyes clearly visible.

As the helmet finally fitted perfectly into the neck armor, an aura of Andromeda's icy blue suddenly spread out from Gwen, carrying an invisible shockwave that ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead. (I couldn't find a suitable picture, so please use your imagination.)
Gwen was stunned.

Hawke looked at his fiancée, who was now wearing the Andromeda Cloth, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

……

(End of this chapter)