Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 415 The Shameless Zeus

Chapter 415 The Shameless Zeus (Third Update!!!)

new York.

Manhattan.

The first snow of 2016 fell quietly last night, and in just one night, the entire city of New York was covered in a thick white coat.

In the backyard of 521A Palm Street, there is a snowman sitting cross-legged under a tree.

From a distance, the snowman's outline is clearly visible.

Take a closer look—

Hawke sat cross-legged under the tree with his eyes slightly closed, letting the heavy snow that had fallen all night transform him into a snowman.

Within the Phoenix Universe.

Above the Milky Way of Time.

Hawke, who had already stepped into the forbidden zone of the eighth sense, looked at the gate of the eighth sense, which was so close yet seemed so far away, with a flicker in his eyes.

next second.

Hawke once again stepped his right foot toward the portal that symbolized the eighth sense of life.

but!
The moment he stepped out with his right foot, a howling wind began to blow through the previously silent and empty surroundings. Then, it seemed as if an endless stream of vengeful spirits emerged, ignoring his defenses, appearing in front of him, behind him, and at his feet, instantly wrapping around him and trying to stop his progress.

Even more vengeful spirits screamed and merged, wrapping around his right foot and binding it tightly, preventing him from putting his foot down.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Can't!"

"Hawk Phoenix, you're an executioner!"

"The murderer."

"You are not qualified to set foot here."

"Give me back the lives of hundreds of thousands of Wakanda's people!"

"Give me back the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Talokan!"

"Give me back my heavenly dimension..."

"Give me back..."

"boom!"

Hawke, who was sitting under a tree and trying to follow the path of "enlightenment under the tree" like Buddha, suddenly opened his eyes amidst the countless vengeful spirits' desperate roars of resentment.

The aura of a phoenix erupted from Hawke's body, sweeping across the surroundings in a ring.

next moment.

The snow in the backyard melted instantly, and the ground was no longer damp.

At this moment, Hawke was like a god or a demon.

Hawke sat under the tree, his right knee bent and firmly planted on the ground, while his left leg hung naturally to the side, his entire body almost engulfed by phoenix flames.

As the phoenix flames blazed fiercely, roars and screams continuously emerged from the black smoke billowing from the flames.

The Phoenix Fire is the fire of life, but also the fire of karma.

When the phoenix flames dissipated, all the countless vengeful spirits that had followed Hawke into this universe through the gate of the Eighth Sense were burned to ashes.

Hawke remained expressionless, his eyes fixed straight ahead.

He burned an entire galaxy to meet his wife Gwen in universe 828, and after returning to Earth, he never went anywhere else.

After Hawke returned home, he stayed at home, oblivious to the world around him, and devoted himself to understanding the essence of life, the eighth sense.

With his sixth sense, he cleverly exploited the characteristic that "the phoenix never dies, but is reborn from the ashes," allowing himself to brush with death.

With the Seventh Sense, he also cleverly used the properties of the "Mind Stone, Infinite Mind" to successfully enter the Seventh Sense Golden Universe.

but……

It's time for the Eighth Sense, because the essence of the Eighth Sense is life itself.

and so!
There are no shortcuts to the Eighth Sense.

Because everyone has a different understanding of life.

If we were to replace the Eighth Sense with something from the Marvel Universe, it would be Divine Fire.

The most vivid analogy for understanding the eighth sense is how you ignite your own divine fire.

Only when the divine fire is ignited can the essence of your life truly be called divine.

The god Ego defines his life as infection.

He attempted to use his bloodline as a virus to erode and occupy the entire universe.

And Odin...

Odin defined his life as conquest.

Conquer the Nine Realms, conquer the Universe.

Unfortunately, both of them failed to complete their ventures before they were even halfway through.

But whether it's Ego or Odin, their definition of life is their own, not Hawke's.

Hawke's methods can be used as a reference, but they should not be imitated.

Learning leads to death.

Therefore, during his time back, Hawke stayed indoors, trying to understand Odin and Ego's insights into life in order to find his own.

Hawke has also been found.

only!

This is Hawke's own definition of his life.

He is unique.

Because he is a transmigrator, his soul is unique. Even though he exists in the multiverse, those "Hawks" are fundamentally different from him.

Furthermore, all his great power originates from himself.

He is a phoenix, a sycamore tree, and a phoenix universe.

and so--

Uniqueness—that is Hawke’s definition of his eighth sense. And it was at the moment Hawke defined his life as “unique” that the portal to the eighth sense suddenly appeared from the void.

Once he can open the gates of his eighth sense, he can truly unite with the Phoenix Universe Origin that is perfectly aligned with him, and completely transform his life essence from 'human' to 'god'.

The moment he blasted open the portal to his eighth sense, he was no longer Hawk Phoenix, but the Phoenix God.

The true God.

pity.

He still couldn't reach the gate of the eighth sense.

There are two reasons. The first is the universe itself.

This universe will not allow the existence of a second being that completely transcends its own time.

Whether this universe is governed by instinct or by Grievous forces.

In a word.

This universe will never allow someone as awesome as Zeus to appear again.

Therefore, even though Hawke had clearly seen the portal to the Eighth Sense, every time he took a step forward, known and unknown enemies from his own timeline would swarm out, desperately holding him back and making it difficult for him to take that step toward the portal.

Of course.

Besides the malice of the universe itself, there are also its own reasons.

but!
"Damn Zeus!"

"What were you doing when you transcended it?"

Based on the principle that it's better to insult others than to waste time on internal conflicts, Hawke couldn't help but complain, wishing he could run to Zeus's court, grab Zeus by the collar, and angrily berate him for what he did when he transcended.

Theoretically speaking, the universe should be pleased with his transcendence, not as it is now, full of malice.

Let's say that.

The universe harbors a deep aversion and malice towards him, but unfortunately, the universe cannot drive him away.

Hawke is now transcendent and can leave this universe. From this perspective, the universe can't say it's celebrating, but it should at least be happy to see it.

The results of it?
Whenever he tried to reach the gate of the eighth sense, the universe's suppression of him became infinitely strong, giving him the intuition that it did not want him to transcend even if it meant certain death.

There's absolutely no reason for this.

unless……

Thanos lied; Grimus didn't actually leave and is still hiding in this universe.

But this is not possible.

After discovering this problem a few days ago, he went to Titan, ostensibly to hold a memorial service for Thanos, but in reality, he conducted a thorough examination of Thanos's body to confirm the truth.

Right now, what's stopping him is either Gris or the universe itself.

So Hawke's only guess now is that his predecessor, Zeus, must have done something that angered the entire multiverse.

"hiss!"

"Could this thing have swallowed up its own universe while it was transcending it?"

Hawke's mind raced, and a possibility came to mind.

At first glance, this might seem far-fetched.

But upon closer inspection, this seems to be the only possibility. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why, even though the universe is full of hatred towards him, he wants to transcend it, yet he is willing to risk everything to stay here.

Hawke's face instantly darkened.

"To successfully awaken the Eighth Sense, one must leave this universe."

"But if you want to leave this universe, you must awaken your eighth sense."

"hiss!"

"It's in a vicious cycle."

"Shet!"

"Uh……"

Wanda, who had just pushed open the glass door to the living room, frowned as she looked at Hawke sitting under the tree, who seemed to have sworn at her. "Sorry?"

Hawke looked at Wanda, his gaze gradually focusing. He came to his senses and got up from under the tree.

"Sorry, I wasn't talking about you. What brings you here today?"

Qin wants you to build a snowman with her.

Wanda told the truth.

next moment.

Five-year-old Qin peeked out from behind Wanda, beaming as she rushed toward Hawke: "Daddy, build a snowman with me."

Hawke caught his daughter Qin, who was lunging at him.

"Okay, let's..."

"No."

Wanda, with a stern face, looked at her daughter Jean, who was hugging Hawke's neck: "You haven't had breakfast yet. Eat breakfast before you go."

The daughter, Qin, looked up at Hawke: "But I'm not hungry, Daddy."

Hawke met his daughter Jean's gaze, then looked at Wanda, who had a serious expression, and said to Jean, "Listen to your mother, eat breakfast first."

The daughter, Qin, blinked.

"Ok."

"Let's go."

Hawke smiled and carried his daughter Qin from the backyard back into the house.

Wanda then naturally walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and took out the ingredients.

Hawke and his daughter Jean sat on the high stools on the island platform, strengthening their father-daughter bond while waiting like two hungry chicks and an old bird for Wanda to feed them.

After half an hour.

Breakfast is ready.

The classic trio, one for Hawke and one for Gwen.

After Wanda took off her apron, she tidied up the kitchen briefly, then sat down opposite the two of them and urged her daughter Qin to eat properly.

Hawke ate his sandwich, his gaze gradually drifting off into a daze.

"Your mental state is not right."

"Ok?"

Hawke snapped out of his daze, looked at Wanda, then shook his head and chuckled, "It's nothing."

It was just a slight mental strain.

It's nothing serious.

Wanda didn't speak, but stretched out her hands. Then, as if she had thought of something, she paused in mid-air and glanced at Hawke.

Seeing this, Hawke understood and bent down slightly.