Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 336 Five Senses Stripped Away by Light Speed ​​Fist (Second Update!!)

Hawke's voice was the same as before.

calm.

but……

There was no sign of injury.

"That's it?"

"..."

The fanaticism on the faces of Blood Angel Jack and Allen froze instantly. Their eyes widened in disbelief as they stared at the Gemini Gold Cloth, which had now been punctured into tattered pieces.

next second.

Right before their eyes, the tattered Gemini Gold Cloth, like melting snow, vanished from their sight.

"What."

"How can this be."

"Where are the people?"

"At this."

Hawke's voice was soft and low.

Blood Angel Jack and Allen, however, were on high alert and instinctively turned their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.

into the eye.

Father Morro, the Italian woman Nadja, and Dani, the angel of death who must arrive at midnight to awaken, are currently lying behind a hill in the distance.

Father Morrow, seeing the Blood Angels Jack and Allen casting their gazes at him, assumed the danger was over and instinctively stood up from the ground.

But soon.

He saw the Blood Angels Jack and Allen rushing towards him with bloodshot eyes. Then, as if sensing something, he swallowed hard and slowly, mechanically turned his head to look behind him.

Just as Father Morrow caught a glimpse of that sharp, blade-like face out of the corner of his eye.

Hawke, feeling that he was turning his head too slowly, simply placed both hands on Father Moro's head to help him.

A click!
Father Moro's head spun 785 degrees, and with a "pop," it snapped as if plastic had been twisted to its limit.

His head and neck were broken during the move.

Father Morrow, die!

The Italian woman, Nadja, who was standing to the side, snapped out of her shock and looked at Hawke, who was wearing a dark gray high-end suit. She then saw the golden light shining in Hawke's eyes.

puff!
Nadya vaporized instantly!
The awakened Angel of Death reacted faster than the Angel of Death. Without even glancing at his vaporized mother, he darted forward like a Tibetan antelope.

With a thought, Hawke instantly used telekinesis to bind Danny, the Angel of Death, who was seemingly hurdling through the air.

at this time.

Blood Angel Jack and Allen also appeared in front of Hawke.

The two men unfurled their blood-red wings, which, densely packed and as sharp as steel blades, unleashed a fierce storm upon Hawke.

Hawke instantly retreated.

Jack and Allen exchanged a glance, and with a bang, Jack, wielding a blood-red longsword with wings that transformed into crimson, swiftly charged towards Hawke.

Allen stayed behind, his face grim as he tried to figure out how to deal with Danny, the Angel of Death, who had been frozen in mid-air by Hawke's telekinesis.

After Hawke retreated, he hovered in mid-air, watching the Blood Angel Jack charging towards him.

next second.

Almost at the moment when Blood Angel Jack was about to rush in front of him, he suddenly disappeared. Then, Blood Angel Jack suddenly reappeared behind him, and with a loud shout of "In the name of the Lord!", he swung his blood-red longsword at Hawke.

Hawke's lips curled up as he sidestepped the blood-red longsword that suddenly appeared behind him. With a flicker, he vanished as well, then reappeared behind Blood Angel Jack and delivered a kick.

boom!
Blood Angel Jack plummeted from the sky and crashed into the gravel below, creating a small crater.

Poof!
The blood angel Jack, covered in dust and dirt, flew quickly out of the pit, holding a blood-red longsword, his eyes scanning the surroundings rapidly.

"What about people!"

"where!"

"come out!"

Blood Angel Jack roared as he looked around at the empty surroundings.

At this moment, Blood Angel Allen, who was guarding Death Angel Danny, was extremely tense, also holding a longsword, trying to find the missing Hawke.

but……

All around was quiet, except for the howling wind that began to rage across the desert after nightfall.

and also!

Footsteps.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

Accompanied by footsteps that seemed to come from nowhere, the Gemini Gold Cloth, which they had just thought had been killed, emerged from the darkness, its cloak billowing in the wind.

Hawke was just about to personally intervene and end the battle.

But just as he was about to embark on his adventure, Gwen's smile suddenly appeared in his mind.

and so--

Having changed his mind, Hawke chose to continue using the Reality Stone to conceal his figure, and then materialized the Gemini Cloth, intending to fight in his place using the Cloth.

Again.

Be careful to make a thousand-year ship.

He's not a villain, so he can't be reckless. As long as he doesn't act recklessly, he won't end up in a mess.

and so!
Hawk, who was controlling the Gemini Cloth as he emerged from the dark void, looked at Jack the Blood Angel in the distance, who was holding a blood-red longsword, raised his right hand, and then hooked his index finger.

"Come!"

"what!"

Seeing this action, Blood Angel Jack instantly lost his temper. The moment his body bent, he slammed his foot into the ground, cracking it. Then, wielding his longsword, he transformed it into a blood-red blade and slammed it towards Hawke.

"Heretics, die!"

"Lightspeed punch!"

Hawke also threw out his right fist, but unlike his previous light-speed punches, this one was accompanied by five kinds of light and slammed into Blood Angel Jack with a loud bang.

next moment.

Sitting cross-legged, Hawke, who was meditating and controlling the Gemini Cloth as a substitute fighter, had a slight smile on his lips.

As everyone knows, the Gemini Saint has a special technique.

It is called the Five Senses Stripping Light Speed ​​Fist.

"Sensory deprivation!"

"Visual!"

"puff!"

Jack, who was flying rapidly toward Hawke, suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes and instinctively stopped in his tracks.

at this time.

Hawke's voice boomed in Jack's ears like a judgment.

"Smell!"

"Bah."

Jack felt an invisible force vibrating through his body. Then, the strong, pungent smell of blood, the dusty, earthy stench, and even the energy fluctuations emanating from his own body vanished completely.

His nose seemed to have become a useless ornament, and the world became bland and eerie, as the ability to distinguish danger and safety by smell, which originated from the instinct of life, was suddenly cut off.

Blood Angel Jack was shocked and enraged by this sudden turn of events. His energy surged, and his blood-red wings and the blood-red longsword in his hand danced wildly in all directions.

Watching this scene from afar, Blood Angel Allen, who was guarding Death Angel Danny, couldn't understand why Jack was waving his arms wildly instead of moving Hawk, who was only ten meters in front of him. He quickly shouted loudly.

He's right here...

Hawke glanced at Blood Angel Allen, then looked at Jack, who was standing there like a headless fly, and his voice boomed in Jack's ears once again.

"Hearing!"

"Om-"

Just as Blood Angel Jack pricked up his ears to listen to his companion's voice...

The world fell into a deathly silence in an instant!

The echoes of his own roar, the whistling of his blood wings cutting through the wind, even the roar of energy surging within his body... all sounds abruptly ceased.

The absolute silence was like the thickest cement coffin, enveloping him completely.

Blood Angel Jack felt as if he had been banished to a silent, isolated prison where he could neither see, smell, nor hear.

fortunately.

The sensation of his blood-red wings flapping against his body made him feel alive.

But soon, in this absolute silence and darkness, Hawke's voice rang out clearly and coldly in his mind.

"Touch!"

"Ugh!"

Jack groaned, feeling as if he had instantly turned into an empty shell.

He couldn't feel the muscle contraction and air resistance when the Bloodwing flapped, he couldn't feel the solidity of his feet stepping on the ground, and he couldn't even feel whether his hands were tightly gripping the blood-red longsword.

He tried to swing his sword, but couldn't sense whether his arm was raised or whether he was holding the sword.

He tried to stand firm, but couldn't feel his balance.

In Hawke's view, the Blood Angel Jack before him no longer flapped his wings, and staggered like a puppet with its strings cut, his originally fierce charge now comical and pathetic.

At last!
Hawke's voice echoed in his mind once again.

"Taste!"

"..."

Deprivation of the five senses!

Sight, smell, hearing, touch, and taste.

As the last taste lingered, a sense of emptiness instantly engulfed Blood Angel Jack.

He froze completely in place, motionless.

Blood Angel Jack cannot see, smell, hear, touch, or taste anything.

Jack, whose consciousness was trapped in a void of darkness, found even anger, roaring, and struggling meaningless.

Allen, who was guarding the Angel of Death Danny, stared wide-eyed at the scene before him in disbelief.

He couldn't understand what was wrong with Jack, whom the Lord had praised as the most promising candidate to become the next archangel.

Hawke slowly walked up to Jack.

He looked into those eyes, which were open but empty, his gaze calm and unwavering.

"it's over!"

"boom!"

Jack's empty pupils began to expand at a visible speed until pure white completely filled them. Then, his body leaned back and he fell to the gravel ground beneath him with a thud.

He is still alive.

But he was already dead.

His soul and consciousness were completely trapped in this body stripped of its five senses; his soul was even unable to transcend it.

but……

As Hawke passed by Jack's fallen body, his left hand flashed like a knife, slicing open Jack's head with a golden light and taking his soul into the underworld.

But he did not remove Jack's senses from his body.

Even in the underworld, Jack's consciousness will be trapped in eternal nothingness and emptiness.

next second.

Hawke appeared before Allen, the other Blood Angel, who was staring at him with a look of utter despair. Before Allen could react, Hawke's right hand was already on Allen's forehead: "Good brother, for life. You should experience what it's like to be a good brother."

Having his five senses stripped away in an instant, Allen stood there dumbfounded, like a wooden puppet.

His eyes were empty and devoid of life.

Hawke then looked at Danny, the Angel of Death, who was frozen in mid-air.

"Now--"

"It's just the two of us left."

"Hello there!"

“Angel of Death, do me a favor and call out that old bastard Jehovah.”

"I want to kill him!!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)