Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 207 Pierce, fought over by the Underworld and Hell (Second Update!)

boom!
A blazing phoenix ray shot out from Hawke's eyes, striking Alexander Pierce, who stood before him in a frenzied pose.

In an instant——

Alexander Pierce vaporized on the spot, leaving not even a trace of bone behind.

but!
Alexander Pierce's soul remained in the same place.

Pierce, who had instantly died and become a spirit, stood there somewhat bewildered, seemingly not understanding why Hawke had killed him so easily.

After all, in Pierce's imagination, Hawke would definitely give him a good beating.

He was prepared to endure Hawke's torture, and he was also prepared to never reveal the reason why Hydra was so brave in testing Hawke, no matter how he was tortured.

Because their second attempt had failed.

But they still have a chance.

Whether it's Dr. Zola's cloning project or Sitor's plan, as long as either one succeeds, Hydra can still successfully rule the world.

But the result...

Hawke did not torment him; on the contrary, when death came, he did not even feel a trace of pain.

Is Hawke kind-hearted?

of course not.

Just as Alexander Pierce was thinking this, he suddenly felt a pull on him, and when he turned his head, he saw a large door slowly opening in front of him.

That is the gate to hell.

You must hurry in, or you will become an evil spirit.

In his spirit form, Alexander Pierce instantly understood the meaning of the gate and his future journey.

but……

Just as he was about to turn and head toward the Gates of Hell after taking one last look at Hawke, who seemed to be out of his sight, he heard Hawke's voice.

"Pierce, where do you want to go?"

"..."

Alexander Pierce instinctively turned his head.

next second.

His eyes shrank dramatically.

Eye-catching!

The underworld had already unfolded behind Hawke, and the pulling force emanating from it instantly fell upon Alexander Pierce, attempting to draw him into the underworld.

Pierce has already provoked him so much, and he still expects to just die and go to hell to enjoy himself?

What are you thinking about?

Hawke will make Pierce understand what he just said.

Just right.

After he established the Underworld, the eight great hells had not yet opened for business, so he made Pierce his first guest in the eight great hells.

Pierce will soon understand what it means to be worse off than dead.

All of a sudden!
A roar came from the crack in the real world.

"Hawk!"

"Boom!"

With the violent distortion and collision of space, the Gates of Hell that had originally led Alexander Pierce to Hell suddenly opened to both sides. Immediately afterwards, Mephisto, a horned giant with a tail, appeared behind the Gates of Hell with a ferocious expression.

A powerful aura of hell instantly enveloped Pierce, who was being led to the underworld, attempting to snatch him back to hell.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Hawke took a step forward, and with the appearance of the Black Phoenix phantom, the Black Phoenix Undergarment quickly began to be put on him. After he put on the Undergarment, he appeared at the rift between the real world and countless dimensions.

The underworld emerged behind him, vying with Mephisto's hellish dimension for control of Alexander Pierce's soul.

During his lifetime, Alexander Pierce was a man of immense prestige and influence. Even after his death, his soul was fought over by Hawke's Underworld and Mephisto's Hell.

It has to be said, Alexander Pierce has been straight his whole life.

It is straight in a physical sense.

In the extreme tug-of-war between the underworld and hell, Alexander Pierce's soul was almost stretched into a straight line.

Mephisto roared menacingly.

"Hawk, this is a soul belonging to my hell!"

"I know!"

Hawk, beneath the Black Phoenix visor, stared at Mephisto across an unknown distance.

His eyes were calm, and his tone was equally calm as he gazed at Mephisto, who stood at the edge of the Hell dimension.

"But I want this soul."

"Don't think about it!"

Mephisto roared.

"Ok."

Hawke, upon hearing this, showed no anger, only sighed, and then said to Mephisto again, "Let me put it another way: I'm taking this soul. Either you give it to me now, or we have another divine war. I'll find a way to blast open the gates of your Hell, then go to your Hell dimension, wreak havoc, shatter your Hell, and reverse the order of the world. Then I'll take this soul. It's your choice."

Upon hearing this, Mephisto's voice grew even angrier.

Its face was bright red, just like the lava about to erupt from the volcano.

"Are you still planning to compete with me for the ownership of Earth's soul?"

"Look at you."

"what!"

"I only want this soul. He wants to die? Not so easy. I will make him understand what it means to be worse off dead. So, either you give me this soul, or I will really take over the ownership of all the souls on Earth."

Since his underworld hasn't yet launched its soul business, he can have Alexander Pierce act as the chief experience officer for the underworld, letting him experience firsthand whether the eight underworlds he designed are any fun.

Alexander Pierce will then refine the process as he experiences it.

It's just like a game's closed beta test before it even launches. That's common knowledge.

During the game's closed beta, various data could be modified at will, but once the game is officially released, much of the data can no longer be modified freely.

His inner universe is the same.

His universe hasn't materialized into reality yet; it's only approaching reality under the influence of the Reality Stone, one of the Infinity Stones.

So at this point, any shortcomings can be freely modified, but once the microcosm becomes reality, even if he wants to make further modifications, it will be a very tricky matter.

Mephisto was so angry at Hawke's blatant threat that he almost lost his temper.

“Damn it, Hawke, you swore an oath.”

"Bah!"

Hawke chuckled upon hearing Mephisto's words: "Oath? What's that? Demons are the most untrustworthy. You're the one who told me that, Mephisto. I'm just copying you. But I'm more shameless than you. I'll leave the choice to you. You can choose to let me keep my oath and give me this soul, or you can let me break my oath. I don't care."

Mephisto's massive demonic body trembled as he listened to Hawke's utterly shameless words.

Hawke remained expressionless.

A gentleman meets another gentleman.

Petty people fight petty people.

The best way to deal with a dishonest demon like Mephisto is to be even more dishonest and shameless than Mephisto.

The most important thing.

In the current timeline, Hawk is more like the one who is barefoot than Mephisto.

Well known.

Since ancient times, we have only ever heard of those who wear shoes being afraid of those who are barefoot, but never of those who are barefoot being afraid of those who wear shoes.

Again.

At present, Hawke's microcosm exists only in his mind; it has not yet become a reality.

Mephisto's Hell dimension, however, is a real, existing entity in reality.

and so……

So what if there's another battle of gods?

In a word.

Hawk can burn and explode his inner universe without restraint, but after resting for a while, his inner universe will recover and become even stronger than before.

After all, the Cosmo is the method of holy war, and every battle will enhance one's Cosmo.

Otherwise, why do you think Hawke would act like a honey badger, wanting to fight everyone he meets, and even looking forward to fighting?

Without him.

Saint Seiya grows the fastest in battle, which is why Thor is less inclined to challenge him to a duel as the number of duels increases.

He's working way too hard!
all in all.

Hawke liked war, even loved it.

But Mephisto can't do that.

If Mephisto's Hell dimension is destroyed, then it is truly destroyed.

and so……

Mephisto had no choice.

He stared at Hawke, who was expressionless and seemed to think, "You made this your own choice," and trembled with rage, his face flushed red like churning lava.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it."

"Yeah."

Hawke's tone was nonchalant: "Go ahead and stall for time. If you tear the soul I want into fragments, I'll assume you're going to start a war of gods with me."

Mephisto's expression froze.

That's exactly what he was thinking.

after all……

He couldn't just hand over his soul like that, because what difference was there between that and ceding one city today and five more tomorrow?

Mephisto subconsciously relaxed the pull on Alexander Pierce's soul, took a deep breath, looked at Hawke, and spoke in a low voice.

"You promise, just this one soul."

"I……"

Hawke was about to nod when he suddenly remembered something and looked at Mephisto: "Old Mephisto, I don't want to lie to you. There might be a few souls I need to throw into my underworld. I want to watch them suffer. So, ten, give me ten more spots."

Old Mexican?

Ten?

Mephisto felt like his entire demonic state was ruined.

He laughed angrily.

"I'd rather not share half with you, and you can share the Earth with me from now on."

"That's a good feeling."

"What a fart!"

Mephisto roared, "Hawk, I have never seen such a shameless person as you. Life and death are the authority of my hell, and yet you have challenged my authority time and time again. Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?"

Upon hearing this, Hawk tilted his head slightly, looking at the furious Mephisto.

"What can you do to me?"

"You can't even enter my universe, but I can violently enter your hell."

"so……"

"Let's not talk about that. All I want are ten souls. I swear to the Goddess of Death that as long as you don't provoke me again, I promise not to covet the power of life and death over Earth."

"..."

(End of this chapter)