Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 387 Hawke's Deep Love for His Rebellious Son (Second Update!!)
Mephisto's smile was incredibly bright at that moment.

As he watched Hawke vanish into starlight, only one thought occupied his mind.

Finally, I'm making progress.

Once he acquires the phoenix, he can transform from a dimensional god into a supreme god.

Mephisto looked up, his eyes filled with envy as he gazed at the phoenix with outstretched wings, towering atop the World Tree and radiating an intense, golden light.

But that's it.

Hela, who had been standing silently behind them, suddenly changed her expression.

"Wait, his soul did not enter my underworld."

"what?"

Mephisto snapped out of his daze and turned to look at his true ally, Hela.

He didn't have to put in much effort to win over Hela.

The reason is simple.

Regardless of Odin's reasons, he imprisoned Hela, and as the seal continued, Hela's hatred grew stronger every day.

She hated the Vanir gods who hadn't helped, so she flattened the wheels and slaughtered all the living beings of Vanaheim.

same.

She also hated Asgard.

After all, Vanaheim was only her mother's clan, but Asgard was her own family, and Asgard watched helplessly as she was sealed away.

Therefore, although her power comes from Asgard, she also despises Asgard immensely, even more so than Vanaheim.

Let's say that.

Even if Loki didn't release the fire giants to destroy Asgard, she would still find a way to release them herself and destroy Asgard.

She preferred to destroy Asgard and then spend tens of thousands of years rebuilding it.

A true Asgard that belongs only to her.

and so……

After Mephisto uttered the words of Ragnarok, the two hit it off immediately.

Anyway, the two of them don't want the same thing.

Take what you need.

She was about to leave the cleaned World Tree, and Mephisto was taking the Phoenix God's power.

But just now, logically speaking, after Hawke's fall, her soul should have returned to her Helheim.

However, Hawk's soul did not appear in her Helheim.

Upon hearing this, Mephisto's expression changed drastically.

next second.

He seemed to have thought of something, his body turned into black smoke, and he instinctively wanted to re-integrate into Hawke's Underworld, and then return to his own Hell through the portal connecting the Underworld and his own Hell.

at this time.

The underworld suddenly vanished; the underworld belonging to Hawk, right beneath Mephisto and Hela's feet, suddenly disappeared.

at the same time.

A crack appeared in the sky.

At first, it was just a crack.

But the moment this crack appeared, billions of cracks followed closely behind, and then, in the blink of an eye, they spread rapidly to all sides of the space.

The moment when countless cracks converge.

Click!

Like a shattered mirror, the entire space instantly broke into countless fragments, which then fell from the sky at the speed of free fall.

Mephisto and Hela only felt a blur before their eyes.

The world before my eyes seemed to have become a completely different world.

The World Tree is still the same World Tree.

However, the full name of the World Tree has now been changed.

The World Tree at this time, in its full name.

It is called—

The Sycamore, the World Tree!
When the phoenix arrives, it will not rest unless it is on the parasol tree!
into the eye.

The wound that Surtur cut in half of the World Tree of the Sycamore had long since healed.

The World Tree, having just lost its source and appeared withered, stood tall and upright, emitting rustling sounds that symbolized joy.

Countless stars collided and shattered at the spot where Asgard had disappeared, and then, under the pull of the World Tree, began to form a brand new divine realm.

The phoenix still stood on the Wutong World Tree, its wings radiating intense golden light like the sun, shining upon the slowly forming new divine realm and other kingdoms and the creatures living in them.

of course.

These beings also include Mephisto and Hela, who are currently exposed to the golden light of the phoenix.

only……

At this moment, the smile on Mephisto's face had completely vanished.

obviously.

He was fooled.

"Roar!"

Unable to contain his rage, Mephisto once again revealed his three-meter-tall demonic form as the human body was torn apart, his ugly nostrils spewing out scorching sulfurous fumes, as he raised his arms and roared.

"Hawk!!!"

"Ah."

A soft laugh echoed clearly in all directions.

next second.

Hawke emerged from the World Tree of Sycamore, sitting cross-legged, one hand supporting his chin. His golden pupils and a slightly mocking expression on his face gave him another chuckle as he looked at Mephisto, who was somewhat exasperated and seemed to have a hint of being deceived and angry.

He then couldn't help but shake his head.

"Old Mo, why are you so angry? Shouldn't I be the one who's angry?"

"..."

Mephisto's expression froze. Hawke's lips curled up: "Besides, I reminded you, remember? For others, my mercy is only shown once, but for you, old Mephisto, I've been more than kind to you."

Speaking from my heart.

Was he not good to Mephisto?
Even at the very last moment, he was subtly reminding Mephisto, who was hiding in the shadows, to pull back from the brink by communicating with the World Tree.

you could put it that way.

As long as Mephisto doesn't show up, he'll act as if nothing has happened.

and so--

"Ask yourself honestly, haven't I been good enough to you?"

"I've been so good to you, do you know why?"

"Just because you call me good dad."

“Although you are a rebellious son, I will give you another chance for the sake of our father-son relationship.”

"But you didn't cherish it!"

Hawke recalled the image of Mephisto crying and grabbing his hand, pleading, "Dad, pull me up!" Then, looking at Mephisto before him, who was not only thinking of "insubordination" but also of "killing his own father," he sighed with a hint of pity.

Mephisto's expression kept changing as Hawke spoke, and then, with Hawke's sigh, his expression turned ashen and unreadable.

But a question lingered in his mind.

Mephisto's voice was deep.

"When did you begin to doubt me?"

"Suspect?"

"Ah."

Sitting on the World Tree, Hawke, with one hand supporting his chin, couldn't help but chuckle at Mephisto's question: "I've never trusted you, so how can I doubt you? Why do you think I would return the soul of the Western Hemisphere to you?"

Mephisto's expression changed.

Hawke's lips curled into a smile.

“You told me everything. That old Jehovah can use souls to play the tricks of the Angel of Death.”

"But you are the real expert at manipulating souls."

"Even a layman like Jehovah knows this technique, so how could you, an expert, not silently infiltrate my underworld through your soul?"

"Didn't you notice that after you gave me the Western Hemisphere, I just threw the souls that came to my underworld onto the Netherworld soil, without letting them enter my real underworld at all?"

"I was originally looking forward to seeing what tricks you were up to."

"But you call me good brother, good father."

"So I softened."

"I gave you the Western Hemisphere, hoping that you would suddenly realize your mistake after I took it back."

"But I realized that you didn't understand what I meant at the time."

Do you know how I found out?

"..."

Mephisto's expression was dark.

"what?"

"The most typical behavior of a rebellious son is to be two-faced with his father, saying one thing and doing another. I ask you, have you really blocked the reproduction of black spots on Earth?"

"..."

Mephisto's expression froze.

Hawke shook his head upon seeing this.

"So you're a rebellious son."

"Not only did you not listen to your father, but you even lied to me under the pretext that you were going to explore new territories in the multiverse. Because you were leaving, to prevent me from having any souls in the future, you simply asked me to open a passage connecting the underworld and hell."

"I know what you want to do."

"Because I gave you the Western Hemisphere, your soul, which remained in my underworld, is insufficient for you to come here through the loophole in your soul."

"So you must find a way to appear in my underworld at the crucial moment."

"But even so, just now, I was thinking of giving you another chance."

"After all, a son may mistreat his father a thousand times, but a father will still treat his son like a treasure."

"Anyway, it's just the two of us left here. I want to see if you can outlast me or I can outlast you. I'm giving you one last chance, so don't push your luck!"

Hawke repeated what he had said earlier, which seemed to be a conversation with the World Tree, then sighed again and looked at Mephisto: "As a father, old Mephisto, I really have nothing more to say to you."

His enemies never received the same treatment as Mephisto before.

Hawke will only give them one chance at most, leaving them a glimmer of hope.

But there is only a sliver of hope; there will never be a second chance.

Only Mephisto.

He gave him more than one chance, just because Mephisto called him "good dad"!
But how did Mephisto do it?

Good guy.

Every chance he gave Mephisto seemed to have a GPS tracker, dodging each opportunity before finally walking right up to him.

This……

What else could Hawke do?

If you don't appreciate kindness, then don't accept it.

Hawke shook his head.

"Don't worry, Lao Mo. Considering our father-son relationship, I will arrange a good place for your soul in the underworld. The Magma Underworld will be your territory from now on. You can do whatever you want in there. This is my final act of mercy to you as your father."

"Father?"

Upon hearing Hawke's words, Mephisto's expression completely crumbled, and he roared at Hawke, "Want to be my father? My father has already been killed by me. You'll die just like him!"

Say it!

Mephisto called out to Hela beside him.

"Hela, let's go! Kill him!"

"Go on your own."

"..."

(End of this chapter)