Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 555 Using Death to Command the Mexicans

I have to say that calling the parents is a really effective tactic.

Even Mephisto, after Hawke invoked the name of death, became less arrogant, and even his eyes became clearer.

At this moment, Mephisto seemed to truly be able to do whatever Hawke wanted.

Hawke strongly suspected that even now, if he wanted Mephisto's ass, the latter would probably bend over and do it.

Mephisto felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Hawke's gaze gradually turn somewhat amused.

next second.

Hawke smiled and spoke.

"Any request is acceptable?"

"Of course...of course!"

Mephisto instinctively wanted to refuse, but once again, no one, or more accurately, no life could get anything out of him for free.

If it were someone else bringing up death, he might gamble that the other person was just using him as a shield or making fun of him.

But Hawke is different.

Because Hawke had come into contact with death and even drunk with him, Mephisto sensed the presence of his superior in Hawke's soul.

Therefore, while others might use someone else's authority to bully others, Hawke might actually have some connection with his boss.

and so--

Mephisto, relying on his strong will to survive, suppressed his greedy instincts, nodded, and forced out a smile that was uglier than a grimace.

"Yes, any requests."

"Well."

Upon hearing this, Hawke didn't waste any words and directly stated his purpose.

"I want to go to the main timeline."

"Okay... wait a minute!"

Mephisto, who was about to nod and quickly send Hawke away, heard this and, after realizing what was happening, stared wide-eyed at Hawke, who was smiling: "Where do you want to go?"

Hawke shrugged.

"Main Time and Space".

"Are you crazy?"

Mephisto's eyes widened as he heard Hawke's request: "The main timeline has been sealed off. The Celestials even contacted me specifically, saying that if anyone tries to enter the main timeline through me... wait a minute."

At this point, Old Mo suddenly realized what was happening, looked at Hawke, and gasped, "Hiss, you're the person the Celestials are waiting for?"

He had no idea what the Celestials were doing in the main timeline.

Because the moment the Celestials arrived, the main timeline was completely sealed off, and even his Hell dimension was specifically warned by the Celestials.

of course.

Unlike Hawke, who threatened him with death, the Celestials promised him that if he cooperated, they would give him control of a hellish dimension of a universe.

Mephisto readily agreed.

Anyway, since he has Death as his backer, under normal circumstances, as long as Death doesn't dismiss him from his post, the Celestial Group and the like are at most just managers of the same level in an allied company to him.

Therefore, he was not afraid of the Celestials going back on their word. After all, when it came to going back on their word, if he said he was second, no other life form would dare to claim to be first.

Hawke raised an eyebrow upon hearing Mephisto's unconscious words.

"The Celestials have contacted you? Do you know what they're doing in the main timeline?"

"..."

Mephisto met Hawke's gaze with a deep look in his eyes: "I don't know what they're doing, and I don't care. I only care that if I let you pass, the life and death jurisdiction they promised me for a universe will be gone."

Hawke smiled broadly upon hearing this.

"Old Mo, you should know that a promise from the living is called an ally, but what do you call a promise from the dead?"

"what is it call?"

"Call your accomplices."

Hawke looked at Mephisto with a smile: "So, old Mephisto, tell me, do you want to be my ally, or do you want to be an accomplice of the Celestials?"

Mephisto took a deep breath and looked at Hawke with a deep, unsettling gaze.

"Death is the same for all life, therefore, hell's position is always neutral."

"That makes sense."

Hawke nodded in agreement, then changed the subject and looked at Mephisto: "But when facing conflict, if friends remain neutral, they are essentially on the side of the enemy."

Mephisto's lips twitched.

"We are not friends."

"No, we are."

Hawke said this, then with a flick of his right hand, he released the memory of himself drinking and laughing with Mephisto from this universe in front of the current Mephisto.

Mephisto's lips twitched even more violently as he looked at the images.

He looked at Hawke and took another deep breath.

“This Mephisto is not me, you should know that.”

"Really? What's your name?"

"Mephisto."

"He is also called Mephisto, and he is also the Lord of Hell."

"..."

Mephisto fell completely silent.

He realized that Hawke was using his close relationship with his boss to try and force him into a deal.

Can……

After a moment of silence, Mephisto looked at Hawke again.

"You don't even know what the Celestials are doing in the main timeline, so why should I believe you will win?"

"Then what makes you think the Celestials will win, even after I've killed several Celestials?"

When faced with someone else's question, the best solution is not to give an answer, but to ask the question back and throw the question back at them.

As Hawke spoke, he once again swept his right hand across the screen, displaying images of the Celestials who had died at his hands to Mephisto.

Mephisto's expression changed again as he looked at the image projected by Hawke, and then he fell silent once more.

Clearly, he's considering it.

Hawke did not urge him.

True.

He can offer Mephisto the same promises made by the Celestials.

But Hawke didn't want to. Because he knew Mephisto better than the Celestials.

one more time.

Mephisto has no bottom line. If you take even half a step back, he will dare to take a step forward. The more you give in, the more he will push his luck.

Therefore, Hawke figured out the right way to deal with Mephisto.

Simply put, he is more shameless and more ruthless than Mephisto.

I'm just using my familiarity with death to threaten you, so what?

If you're so capable, then contact death right now.

just.

"Old Mo, speaking of your deal with the Celestials, you probably don't know about Death yet, right?"

"...I'll take you there!"

Mephisto, who had been deep in thought, snapped out of his daze and reacted quickly. His eyes narrowed as he looked at Hawke, who had a playful smile on his face. Without further consideration, he said in a deep voice, "I'll send you to the main timeline, and I promise I won't tell the Celestials."

Hawke shook his head with a smile.

Mephisto frowned.

"What else do you want?"

"I don't want anything anymore, I just don't believe your promises."

Hawke said calmly, "You say you won't tell the Celestials, but I know you too well. The moment I leave, you'll report me to the Celestials."

This kind of thing might only happen to other people.

But when it comes to Old Mo, it's 100%.

Hawke didn't even use the adjective "highly likely," but said it with considerable certainty.

Mephisto met Hawke's gaze and was utterly speechless.

"What do you want."

"I need a guarantee."

"What guarantee?"

Give me your soul.

"what?"

Mephisto's eyes widened.

Hawke smiled and said, "Give me your soul. As long as I don't expose my whereabouts, I will return your soul to you after this is all over."

Upon hearing this, Mephisto immediately slammed his fist on the table and stood up.

"What? That's impossible."

"Then I'll contact death."

Hawke looked at Mephisto, who had stood up and was glaring at him, and said, "Those I've wanted to kill along the way, have all died. Similarly, every promise I've made has been kept. And you, old Mephisto, can you honestly say that you've kept every promise you've made? If you dare to say that..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Mephisto patted his chest confidently, his voice full of energy.

"I dare."

"Look……"

Hawke smiled broadly: "You're lying through your teeth, making things up as soon as you open your mouth. And you should have said it a little later, I hadn't finished my final promise yet."

Mephisto's expression was extremely ugly.

"My soul can never be given to you."

"Then there's no way."

Hawke wasn't annoyed. Looking at Mephisto, who was determined to fight to the end, he shrugged and stood up as if to leave: "Fine, since you're unwilling to give me your soul, then I'll ask Death, the Death who tricked the Celestials with me in the last universe, isn't he...?"

Upon hearing this, Mephisto shuddered, feeling his own soul flashing red in the Kuku.

"Wait a moment."

"what?"

Hawke raised an eyebrow and looked at Mephisto, who had reached out to stop him.

Mephisto's expression was serious. He didn't speak, but took a deep breath, and the moment he extended his right hand, a brand appeared on his palm.

The mark of the origin of hell.

Or rather, his soul.

Seeing this, Hawke opened his right hand and grabbed Mephisto's soul, then put it into his Space Stone.

Mephisto looked at Hawke with a nervous expression.

"You'll pay me back, right?"

"of course."

Hawke nodded without hesitation, meeting Mephisto's eyes and making a promise: "I swear in the name of Phoenix that after this is over, whether I win or lose, I will return your soul to its rightful owner, and I will never go back on my word."

I will definitely pay it back.

He is very trustworthy.

A promise must be kept.

However, Hawke sensed that this soul would never return to Mephisto's hands, and that Mephisto would, just as he had now, respectfully allow him to keep the soul.

As for the reason?

Again.

Winner takes all.

soon.

After receiving Hawke's promise, Mephisto led Hawke to the dimensional gate leading to the main timeline.

Hawke looked at the dimensional gate that had opened before him, then glanced at Mephisto beside him.

"If I walk through, they won't notice, will they?"

"No, this is the law of death, not the law of the Celestials."

"understood."

Hawke nodded and took a step forward.

next second.

Hawke exclaimed in surprise!