Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 386 Hawke's Fall! (First Update!)

Hawke, who was sitting cross-legged, looked up and screamed in agony.

The sound was shrill and mournful.

Be caught off guard.

Mephisto, who appeared silently behind him, gripped the 'Death Blade' tightly and repeatedly thrust it in and out of his chest.

Puff puff!
Every time Mephisto pulled the "Death Blade" from Hawk's body, it would bring out a large amount of golden blood.

Golden blood was spilled freely.

Scattered on the earth of the dead.

It was sprinkled on Mephisto's body and on his face.

Mephisto's expression was ferocious. Ignoring the incredibly warm golden blood splattered on his face, he stabbed back and forth with such speed that he became a blur.

soon.

Hawke's phoenix projection was shattered.

Boom!
By the time Hawk's body fell to the underworld, his chest had been riddled with holes by Mephisto.

wrong.

It's even more tragic than a hornet's nest.

Hawke, lying on the Netherworld, was barely breathing; it seemed he was only a second away from falling.

As he fell to the ground, Mephisto, wielding the "Death Blade" and with his face covered in golden blood, came into his view.

When Hawke saw that the person who stabbed him in the back was Mephisto, his pupils contracted sharply, and his expression showed disbelief.

"Old...Old Mo?"

"Feel sorry."

Mephisto, his face smeared with golden blood, looked at Hawke lying on the ground, his face gradually turning ashen. He breathed a sigh of relief, then, meeting Hawke's incredulous expression and gaze, solemnly apologized to him.

Hawke opened his mouth, then his chest heaved a few times like a broken bellows, before looking at Mephisto and asking with great difficulty, "Why...why?"

His tone was full of confusion and bewilderment.

"Aren't we allies?"

"I am a demon."

Mephisto wiped the blood from his face, listened to Hawke's words, looked at Hawke, and his expression turned into undisguised mockery: "You can't trust the words of demons, especially me. You can't even trust the punctuation marks in my words. That's what you said, Hawke."

Hawke's mouth dropped open.

"But I have already promised you that I would be my Hades."

"I know, and I'm grateful."

Upon hearing this, Mephisto nodded without hesitation, then shrugged: "But I'd rather be the chief god than be your Hades."

Well known.

He, Mephisto, has a progressive mind.

Pluto represents progress.

But the main god has made further progress.

Of course.

While there's nothing wrong with being a celestial god or the underworld, being a chief god would offer him far more freedom and possibilities.

and so……

What's wrong with me pursuing progress?

Mephisto thought to himself, then met Hawke's dying gaze and looked down at the 'Death Blade' in his hand.

next second.

He looked at Hawke and grinned.

"I know you're curious why this weapon could hurt you."

"Because he is a law of death."

"It is formed from the death law of the World Tree. Not to mention you, as long as you are within the World Tree's range, even if my superior were to die, being stabbed by this death blade would be fatal."

"..."

Hawke's pupils contracted slightly upon hearing Mephisto's insubordinate remarks.

Mephisto chuckled.

"Don't look at me like that. There's nothing wrong with me pursuing progress."

"Moreover."

"This is the World Tree, not the main universe, so no matter what I say about death, death will not hear me."

"You talk too much."

Just as Mephisto was gloating, having transformed into the villain, and triumphantly answering Hawke's questions as he lay on the ground, about to perish, a cold voice suddenly rang out behind Mephisto.

next second.

Another figure emerged from the darkness.

Hella!

But unlike Hela who appeared in Asgard, Hela at this moment has one half of her face as beautiful and delicate, while the other half is completely decayed.

The skin is tightly attached to the bones and is translucent, exposing blood vessels; the eye sockets are deep-set; and the eyeballs are grayish-white.

It looks like...

Half alive, half dead.

Meanwhile, Helheim, which Hawk believed had vanished along with Asgard, gradually emerged from the thick shadows.

Lying on the ground, Hawke, on the verge of death, looked at Hela as she appeared, his expression once again one of utter shock and disbelief.

“It’s you, you clearly…” “My power comes from the land of Asgard.”

Hela, who had come into Hawke's sight and stopped beside Mephisto, stared at Hawke lying on the ground, a cold smile playing on her lips: "But I am still the Goddess of Death, not the Goddess of Death of Asgard, but the Goddess of Death of the World Tree."

Hawke instinctively gasped.

But the moment the cold air was drawn out, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and instinctively coughed repeatedly, coughing up a lot of golden blood. His face became extremely pale again, and it seemed as if he was about to die at any moment.

Hawke struggled to stay awake, continuing to watch Mephisto. Then, seemingly relieved by his impending demise, he lay completely still on the underworld, his voice carrying a final tranquility.

"So... when did you two start dating?"

"We're just taking what we need."

Mephisto smiled slightly, looked at Hawke lying flat before him, and thought for a moment: "Do you remember the Earth year, three years ago, when the nine realms of the World Tree converged?"

Hawke's mind flashed back to three years ago, when he fought Malekith at Stonehenge in London, and finally gained the Sixth Sense and became a Silver Saint.

But that's not the point.

The key point is that, as Mephisto recounted his story, the image of Hela's fleeting glimpse that he had seen in London at the moment the nine realms converged also came to mind.

"Because of the convergence of the nine realms, although Hela is unable to escape, we, who are both of the death attribute, are able to have a brief conversation."

"It was around that time that I told Hela about the World Tree falling out of the main universe."

“I am the god of death.”

"Moreover, it is a god that values ​​death, so I also know some things about the World Tree."

"Actually, before you even appeared, I had already planned for the position of the Death God of the World Tree."

"After all, once the World Tree falls, Hela's divine authority as the Goddess of Death will be taken away by the death of the main universe."

"But then you appeared."

"The divine authority of the chief god."

"While celestial gods are desirable, a supreme deity is far more precious to me."

"so……"

"I have reached a cooperation agreement with Hela."

"Hela will become the chief deity of the World Tree, and I will become the chief deity of the Phoenix."

"Help each other and achieve win-win cooperation."

"therefore--"

“I haven’t actually betrayed our alliance, Hawk. I’ve already reached an agreement with Hela. You’re just late, Hawk.”

Mephisto continued speaking as Hawke's face grew increasingly ashen, seemingly wanting to die knowing the truth before Hawke passed away.

"But don't worry, Hawk, after you die, when your soul goes to Hela's underworld, you will receive the highest level of treatment."

"In Hela's underworld, your status is the most respected. Except for when you are dead, we will grant you whatever you want."

To the end.

Mephisto crouched down beside Hawke, meeting Hawke's increasingly dejected eyes: "We didn't form an alliance, so there was no betrayal. There's only the victor taking all. Don't blame me, Hawke. Blame yourself for being too soft-hearted. You knew you couldn't trust the devil's words, but you still believed them. So, you brought this all on yourself."

Hawk, whose pupils were now completely covered in gray, listened to Mephisto's final, chilling words, and a smile that was more like a grimace appeared on his lips.

But he didn't argue.

because……

“I did soften my heart. The moment you called me good brother, I truly believed you would change your ways.”

"Unfortunately, I offered my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shone on the gutter."

"That's it!"

"It's just his own fault."

Hawke spoke in a vacant tone, his voice faint, and then, in the last moments before his fall, looked at Mephisto who was watching him and asked his final question.

How were you so sure I would come here?

"Well..."

Mephisto listened to Hawke's last question and couldn't help but chuckle. He looked at Hawke and said, "I am a demon, as you know. The greatest strength of demons is not their physical power, but their ability to manipulate people's hearts. Do you remember when I told you that the Heavenly Dimension could be your fulcrum connecting to the main universe?"

Hawke's voice was weak and feeble, as if he were about to perish.

"Heavenly Dimension... Jehovah, was this your arrangement?"

"Do not."

Mephisto shook his head: "Everything is true. However, I sensed that you have a skeptical heart, so I simply went with the flow and planted two seeds in you. One is a dimension that can serve as a fulcrum for your expansion, and the other is that Heaven is untrustworthy. In this way, once you know that materializing your universe in the real universe will attract time traps, you will naturally target the World Tree."

Hawke listened to Mephisto's arrangements, a belated realization dawning on his face.

but……

He had to admit one thing.

"sharp."

"Thank you."

Mephisto smiled brightly, looking at Hawke, who was already in the process of falling, and said, "Is there anything you don't understand? Once you go to Hela's underworld, I won't be able to see you as I please."

Hawke shook his head, looked at Mephisto, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Thank you, Mephisto."

"You're welcome."

Hawke didn't speak, but let out a long sigh and closed his eyes.

next second.

His body fell in the golden light.

……

(End of this chapter)