Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 311 The Time for the Loop to Close Again (Second Update!)

It stands to reason.

The convenience store is on this street, so Andrew really has no reason to park his car on another street.

However, one end of the convenience store street was closed today due to a road collapse. If you want to come in from the other end, you need to go up the elevated road first and then come down from the elevated road, which is a bit of a detour.

Andrew didn't want to waste money on gas.

Of course.

If you don't want to take a detour, you can drive through a relatively wide alley next to it and then come to this street.

one more time.

Although Andrew has a full beard and looks rather fierce, he is actually a law-abiding man.

Even by the standards of the Eastern Kingdom.

Let's say that.

Andrew Croy is a very competent horseman.

Moreover, they are top-quality cattle and horses, the kind that only need a carrot dangled in front of them and some hay, and you don't even need to whip them, they will move on their own.

Anyway!

Andrew, wanting to follow the rules and avoid the bike lane, and also wanting to save on gas and avoid taking a detour, parked his car on a street that required passing through a small alley before walking through it to the convenience store.

But he didn't know that this alley would be the end of his life.

After Hawke followed Andrew out of the convenience store, he watched Andrew with a happy smile on his face as he bought supplies for his son and daughter, and then prepared to walk towards the end of time.

He thought for a moment and decided not to call out to Andrew.

Because it makes no sense.

What has happened in the past is destined to happen again.

Moreover, even if you change it, it will only create a completely new parallel world line.

Simply put.

Editing the past is equivalent to copying and pasting, not cutting and pasting.

The past cannot be changed!
However, Hawke probably already understands why the time loophole here cannot be automatically patched and needs to be patched manually.

There is no closed loop in time here.

But after looking around, he found no signs of intrusion.

Moreover.

Even if it was invaded, the enemy should have targeted him, not Andrew.

Hawke thought to himself, then watched Andrew walk into the alley.

Just as Andrew started walking down the alley, two white men, one tall and one thin, with tense expressions, ran in from the other end of the alley.

Six eyes facing each other.

"Go away."

"Fake."

Andrew stood there, looking at the scene, seemingly a little dazed.

This moment of hesitation led the two white men who ran in from the other side to misunderstand something. Without saying a word, they raised their hands and pulled the triggers three times in quick succession, and the bullets hit Andrew.

Andrew fell to the ground with a thud, landing in a wet puddle in the alley. His eyes were filled with disbelief, but his hands were still tightly clutching the shopping bags he had bought for his son and daughter.

As for the two white men, one tall and one thin, after shooting Andrew, they quickly stepped off the fallen Andrew, then passed Hawke standing at the alley entrance, and ran quickly towards the other end of the street.

at this time.

Two patrol officers also appeared at the alley entrance. After getting out of their car, they saw Andrew lying in a pool of blood in the alley and couldn't help but curse. They then began calling for backup and an ambulance.

But it's no longer necessary.

Because Andrew is already dead.

The only saving grace was that Andrew died without experiencing much pain.

After noting down the scent of the white man who fired the shot, Hawke turned his gaze away from the fleeing white man, glanced one last time at the fallen Andrew, and then calmly turned and left.

at the same time.

The viewpoint is located on the rooftop of a high-rise building, just one block away, offering a commanding view of the entire alleyway.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, slightly raised his thin lips after seeing the dead Andrew and the departing drunkard.

"Does it look good?"

"..."

The middle-aged man's body stiffened as he heard the calm voice behind him and turned around.

Bang!
Three pairs of snow-white wings burst open, and as they threw punches at Hawke, who had appeared behind him at some unknown time, the feathers on their wings shot out like bullets.

Hawke stepped forward with his right foot, and with a whoosh, he seemed to teleport in front of the man. Then, he opened his right hand, grabbed the man's neck with his tiger's mouth, and instantly lifted the man off the ground.

next second.

"boom--!"

The man's back slammed heavily against the wall, instantly creating a human-shaped crater.

"Birdman!"

Hawke stared at the three pairs of wings behind the man, his eyes narrowing, an immense killing intent flashing within them: "Jehovah!"

He originally thought the loophole was something he had subconsciously created because he wanted to know who killed Andrew.

Hawke didn't even consider the possibility that someone had invaded his timeline.

because……

The intrusion into his timeline was definitely intended to target him, but he's still perfectly fine.

I never imagined that the timeline here had actually been hacked.

He sensed something was wrong the moment Andrew was momentarily stunned. It seemed that at that instant, a familiar yet repulsive aura enveloped Andrew, preventing him from dodging in time and thus leading to his fatal predicament.

The culprit is this birdman in front of us.

Hawke just didn't quite understand.

This is his timeline. Even if Jehovah wanted to send an angel to travel through time to kill him, shouldn't he have targeted him when he was still an infant? Why did he go after Andrew instead?

What good would it do the birdmen to kill Andrew?

……Wait a moment!
Hawke suddenly remembered something crucial.

His timeline may have originated in that room, but his memories didn't begin there; they started at the church entrance. This is why he's so certain that his sister Anya is his biological sister.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he and his sister Anya were sharing a swaddling cloth right at the church entrance.

Heaven!

Angel!

church!

Hawke's mind raced, and he seemed to have come up with a possibility.

In 2015, he chopped off Jehovah's projection and killed Jehovah's angel Michael in the Hell dimension.

But Jehovah seemed to admire him and wanted to transform him into his war angel, so he sent the angel in front of him across timelines to change him.

By killing Andrew, Amy was made so poor that he and his sister had to be sent to St. Paul's Church.

In this way, Hawke's faith and loyalty to the church can be cultivated from a young age.

and so……

Time loop.

He killed Jehovah, and Jehovah sent an angel across timelines to kill Andrew. Amy left him and Anya at the church entrance...

After all, children adopted by churches tend to have a strong faith in heaven.

There's just a small problem.

Hawke wasn't a native; the moment he landed at the church entrance, he had already awakened his past life memories.

His past life was at Tokyo University, a country that upheld pragmatism.

Simply put!

Once the eggs stop, faith returns to zero.

So despite his excellent performance in church and his membership in the choir, he seemed to have a very simple faith.

But actually, Hawke didn't care at all.

Hawke's thoughts raced.

The birdman, held in Hawke's hand, roared angrily after hearing Hawke call Jehovah by name: "How dare you call my Lord by name, you heretic..."

"Snapped!"

"Damn heretics..."

"Crack, snap!"

"I want to kill..."

"Bella!"

"what!"

The birdman let out a shrill scream.

Hawke tossed aside the wing he had casually torn from the birdman, then stared expressionlessly at the screaming birdman.

"What is the purpose of Jehovah sending you here?"

"Pooh!"

The birdman spat at Hawke, looking as if he would rather die than be humiliated.

But his saliva was intercepted by Hawke's telekinesis.

Hawk was also decisive. Without saying a word, he grabbed the birdman's wing again with his left hand and pulled hard. In an instant, the birdman's wing, along with a piece of flesh, was torn off.

The birdman let out another piercing scream.

but……

Hawke gripped the birdman's neck tightly, preventing him from even screaming.

A piercing pain shot through his back, and the suffocating sensation felt like his neck was being gripped by pliers, making him thrash about like a hen with its neck twisted.

Behind it, one wing on the left and three wings on the right were flapping violently.

This scene is as ridiculous as it gets.

Hawke then loosened the birdman's neck.

"Say!"

"paganism……"

"puff!"

"Say!"

"Don't think about it!"

"Row!"

"puff!"

"Pfft, pfft—!"

Hawke sneered, tearing the birdman's wings and flesh off his back, then tossing them to the ground.

The moment the birdman's wings touched the ground, they turned into white mist.

at the same time!

As Hawk plucked out birdman's wings one by one, the color of the blood oozing from birdman's wounds gradually changed from gold to blood red.

By the time Hawk pulled out the birdman's last wing, the blood flowing from the birdman was no different from that of a mortal.

Hawke then tossed the birdman onto the floor to the side, as if he were throwing away trash.

next moment!
The moment Birdman landed on his back, a shrill scream rang out again. Birdman instinctively flipped himself over, exposing his back to Hawke's view.

into the eye.

The birdman's back was now riddled with holes and bleeding profusely.

but……

Hawke stared at the dents on Birdman's back that he had torn open, his expression faltering.

next second.

Hawke forcibly flipped the birdman over, then placed his toes against the birdman's neck and carefully examined its appearance.

He was trying to see what this birdman would look like when he got old!
……

(End of this chapter)