Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 274 I Find It Dirty (Fourth Update!!)
"Hahaha!"

"My dearest ally!"

Mephisto laughed heartily, rose from the ground, transformed back into human form, and with a smile of relief, opened his arms, intending to give Hawke a big hug.

Hawke raised an eyebrow.

"Stop!"

"Gah!"

Mephisto stopped ten meters away from Hawke, staring blankly at him.

Hawke and Mephisto stared at each other.

"Someone told me that you and Heaven are allies."

"Me, Heaven, an ally?"

Mephisto subconsciously looked down at his now shattered and desolate hellish dimension, then looked up at Hawke again.

"Who did you listen to?"

"The Blood Goddess Madora".

"Who?"

Mephisto blinked as Hawke named him, then looked at Hawke: "Madora is still alive? Wasn't he stabbed to death by Jehovah back then?"

Hawke remained expressionless.

“He said that he was entangled by Jehovah back then, and then you stabbed him with Jehovah’s sword.”

"He farted!"

Mephisto looked as if he had been insulted, his face turning noticeably red: "So you think all of this is a charade orchestrated by Jehovah and me?"

Hawke shrugged, looking at the enraged Mephisto.

"That was indeed what I was thinking before I came. I planned to confront you a few days ago, but you didn't respond to me."

"That's because Jehovah stabbed me in the back."

Mephisto looked furious!

“I started investigating when I found out that old Jehovah was planning to create hell angels.”

"As a result, I was so focused on the angels of hell that I forgot there were many undiscovered ghosts in my house."

"Jehovah's souls, taking advantage of my inattention, let Michael's warships in."

"Those angels are all crazy."

"While I was returning to hell, they launched hundreds of self-destruct attacks on me, which injured me."

"otherwise……"

Simply put.

Mephisto was careless, thinking Hell was his home, so he returned without any precautions and was successfully ambushed by the angels lying in wait.

Heaven inherently possesses a certain degree of restraint over Hell.

Mephisto's relationship with the Hell dimension is that they are connected.

If one is harmed, all are harmed.

After Mephisto was injured by the self-destruction of countless angels, the aura of the Hell dimension weakened due to the ruler's injury. As a result, Mephisto almost capsized in the gutter.

If Hawke hadn't appeared and the angels had been allowed to continue their attack, Mephisto might have actually died.

After Mephisto angrily recounted the entire process of his sneak attack, he frowned as he looked at Hawke, who remained indifferent.

"You do not trust me?"

"Your character speaks for itself, it's hard for me to believe it."

"Damn it, the Madora you saw was fake."

"I know."

"what?"

“I already know that Madora is Michael in disguise.”

Hawke said calmly.

If Michael hadn't used his full strength, he might not have been able to detect it, but when Michael burned his soul and unleashed his full power, he detected an aura that was identical to that of the Blood God Madora before his death.

Angelic Twin Souls!

Michael was the same person he had met not long ago, who had performed a death scene before his eyes and even left behind the Blood Dimension, Madora.

only……

Hawke frowned slightly, looking at Mephisto with some confusion.

"Why is Jehovah doing this?"

"Nonsense, they're trying to sow discord among our allies."

"..."

Hawke looked at the jumping Mephisto with a calm yet slightly mocking gaze.

Under Hawke's gaze, Mephisto's rosy complexion slowly turned black.

“I really didn’t lie this time, and I have no ulterior motives in cooperating with you.”

"Maybe."

Upon hearing this, Hawke casually replied without elaborating, then steered the conversation back to Michael's matter: "Michael disguised himself as Madora, then staged a 'deathbed man' act in front of me, even leaving behind his dimension, all just to sow discord between us?"

Mephisto's eyes lit up, and he looked at Hawke.

"Wait, dimension, the Blood God's dimension, don't tell me you've refined the Blood God's dimension."

"Any questions?"

Hawke raised an eyebrow: "I have explored every corner of the Blood God Dimension, and there is no backdoor or anything like that."

While talking.

His mind once again sank into the dimension of blood, his six senses covering the entire dimension from every angle without any blind spots.

From top to bottom, from outside to inside.

No corner is overlooked.

at this time.

Mephisto chuckled and looked at Hawke.

"Jehovah doesn't need to leave any backdoors. After you refine the Blood God Dimension, they can instantly locate your position based on the Blood God Dimension's aura. And your power isn't limited to this universe. Behind Heaven is the Celestial Group. Once..."

"Boom—" As Mephisto spoke, Hawke almost without hesitation destroyed the Blood Dimension that existed in reality!

All of a sudden.

The blood pool in the underworld's embrace trembled like a tsunami crashing against the shore, but after a while, it slowly returned to calm.

Mephisto also sensed the aura of dimensional self-destruction, and stared wide-eyed at Hawke.

"So decisive?"

"Just like that, decisive."

"You didn't even hesitate for a moment?"

"unnecessary."

"Wouldn't you be tempted to make your power a reality?"

"No need."

Hawke said calmly, “There are many ways to make my power a reality, and I don’t need to leave such a hidden danger.”

It wasn't Mephisto's reminder that the Celestials were behind Heaven that made him decide to destroy the Blood Dimension.

He's bound to clash with the Celestials sooner or later anyway.

Once the Celestials find out he stole Thiam's life energy, they will definitely fight him to the death.

There was only one reason that truly prompted Hawke to make the decision to self-destruct the Blood Dimension.

This thing wasn't a gift from someone.

Therefore, even if this dimensional space didn't have any hidden doors, he didn't want it anymore.

In a word.

He thought it was dirty!
Blood Pool is different from those Blood Elves created from the souls of Heaven.

The Heavenly Souls were Hawke's spoils of war.

The spoils were the fruits of his labor.

As for the Blood Pool, it was created by him during this period of refining the Blood God Dimension, extracting its essence and discarding its dross, and then materializing it using a reality gem.

It is the result of his wisdom.

As for that dimension that exists in reality?

If it's lost, it's lost.

Hawke didn't care. Just like he told Mephisto, if he wanted his universe to truly become a reality, there was no need to use something that wasn't given to him by a human.

First, he thought it was dirty.

Secondly, who knows if it will become a hidden danger for him in the future.

If all else fails, we can just stick to the original plan and directly seize the Phoenix Galaxy from the display universe and make it our own Phoenix parallel universe.

Hawke thought to himself, then looked at the listless Mephisto in front of him and waved his hand with a lack of interest.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

"Leaving now?"

Mephisto paused slightly, looking at Hawke who was about to leave.

Hawke glanced at Mephisto: "Otherwise what? I was thinking that you old bastard tricked me and I was going to come over and beat you up, but... never mind, you go ahead and do your work, we'll talk about it when you're done."

Say it.

He ignored Mephisto's attempts to stop him, turned around, took a step, left the Hell dimension, and reappeared above Pluto.

next second.

The Black Phoenix projected itself, but because it destroyed the Blood God Dimension that existed in reality, the Black Phoenix, which was originally more realistic, lost some of its realism.

Even its speed could no longer be increased to sub-light speed, which caused Hawke to take two hours longer to return to Earth, break through the atmosphere, and return to New York City.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who were on a mission in the Palm Street community at that moment received the message, started their car, and drove away from Palm Street again.

Gwen, who was sitting on the sofa and flipping through the latest cutting-edge biology magazine, looked up at Hawke who walked in from the backyard, blinked, and then put down her book.

"What's wrong? Mephisto still isn't planning to move?"

"Do not."

Hawke plopped down on the sofa, opened his arms, and casually put his arm around Gwen: "I almost got tricked by Jehovah."

Upon hearing this, Gwen leaned against Hawke's chest and glanced up at him.

"what happened?"

"Blood God Madora..."

Hawke told Gwen everything without reservation, recounting how he discovered Mephisto was almost killed by Heaven after his planned visit to confront her, and how the Blood God Madora was actually the Archangel Michael.

Gwen listened, completely stunned.

"Archangel Michael?"

"Ah."

Hawke nodded, then looked down at Gwen and said, "But I still don't quite understand the point of Jehovah doing this."

If the Blood God Madora and the Blood God Dimension are bait...

He had already swallowed it.

But what about the hook?

It can't be that, as Mephisto said, the only way is to consume the Blood God Dimension and then call upon the Celestials to punish him, right?

Hawke couldn't understand.

Gwen thought for a moment, as if she had thought of something.

"When we came back from church, you said that Jehovah appeared when Little Ben was baptized?"

"Yeah, he was pretty shocked at the time, but now that I think about it, his shock wasn't because my power had a real basis. There seemed to be some secret joy in it. But I was happy at the time and didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so I just killed him."

Is there such a possibility?

Upon hearing this, Gwen got up from Hawke's arms and looked at him: "Jehovah appeared to set the hook, but the one he wanted to catch wasn't you."

Hawke listened to Gwen's words and met her eyes.

next second.

He blinked.

……

(End of this chapter)