Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 451 Stryker Wants Hawke (First Update!)

one more time!
Hawke didn't have a good impression of Charles Xavier, the Professor X, but he also didn't have any prejudice against him.

Again.

None of his business.

Just like he initially maintained a detached and indifferent attitude towards the conflict between mutants and humans here.

He came here to find his daughter, not to help the mutants or humans here solve their problems.

Let go of the need to help others and respect the fate of others.

That's what Hawke thought, and that's what he did at first.

but……

The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease.

The Sentinel Special Operations Bureau's actions clearly indicate they're aiming to wipe out the entire family.

The sewers were littered with corpses, and beyond the escape route, angry shouts echoed as the mutant guards were killed.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.

Once the Sentinel Special Service kills all the mutant guards and rushes in, will they pretend they didn't see anything and let him and Wanda leave?
the answer is negative.

and so……

Let's face it head-on then.

Anyone who backs down is a coward!

boom!
Hawke stopped moving and, the moment he disappeared from the sight of the two mutant guards at the bunker's iron gate, he had already arrived at the wall next to the escape route. Then, without pausing, he smashed through the reinforced concrete wall in front of him as easily as breaking through tofu.

next second.

The sound of bullets.

The sound of metal colliding.

Screams.

Exclamations.

Incessantly.

The creatures that were screaming and shouting were suddenly transformed from mutant guards into sentinel agents trying to squeeze through the escape tunnel.

At first, these Sentinel agents had cold eyes and killed mutants as easily as killing pigs and dogs, without any emotion, as indifferent as killing machines.

But as their screams began, they seemed to transform from cold-blooded killing machines into pigs and dogs at the mercy of others.

As for those mutant guards who, despite being shot, continued to put up a fierce resistance?
Their expressions were the same as their two companions at the iron gate of the air-raid shelter—shocked, as if looking at a god. They stared ahead, shirtless, and flashed directly into the ranks of the sentinel agents. Hawke then slaughtered the sentinel agents like pigs and dogs, as if they were nothing.

In the blink of an eye, all the sentry agents who were trying to enter the air-raid shelter through the escape route were wiped out.

next second.

Hawke looked up at the iron gate that led down the steps to the ground, but it seemed to be locked from the outside.

"boom!"

"Oh!"

As the iron gate shattered, the two sentries standing guard on the ground, guns at the escape route exit, instinctively narrowed their eyes upon hearing the explosion and watching the iron gate slam towards them.

Before they could react, with a loud smack, the iron door slammed down on them, instantly turning them into minced meat.

Bare-chested and covered in the blood of sentinels and agents, Hawke, dressed in trousers and leather shoes, stood suspended in mid-air after exiting the iron gate, his cold eyes looking down at everything on the ground like a demon god.

Two unmarked armored personnel carriers, sentries blocking off the nearby streets, and over thirty sentry agents who seemed to sense something was wrong and were preparing to change clothes and go down to provide support.

His extraordinary energy was either blocked because this universe was a trap or because it was too primitive, preventing his microcosmic energy from being projected.

but……

Again.

This universe may be able to shield his extraordinary abilities, but it cannot shield them, nor can it modify his life level.

Well known.

Saint Seiya are fighters who excel in both physical and magical combat, advancing in both areas simultaneously.

Hawke's body remains at the level of a celestial being; he is only one step away from fully transforming into a god-like being once he comprehends the eighth sense of life.

So what if we can't use the energy of our inner universe for the time being?

He is God!
Flying is a basic skill.

As Hawke gazed at the numerous Sentinel agents on the ground, these agents also noticed Hawke, who stood in mid-air, shirtless and bathed in blood, resembling a demon god.

Their pupils contracted.

"hiss!"

"The X-ability suppressor is broken?"

"Impossible, the X-ability suppressor is functioning normally."

"So what's the situation with this bastard?"

"Fire, fire!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Tu Tu Tu!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

"Clang clang clang!"

Once again, a dense barrage of bullets was unleashed like a storm, relentlessly striking Hawke's naked upper body and head as he stood in mid-air, instantly scattering sparks and producing a clanging sound of metal clashing.

Hawke remained expressionless, looking down at the bullets that had struck his body and were now falling limply downwards. He then glanced at the Sentinel agents below who were firing continuously, a slight smile playing on his lips.

next second.

He disappeared into the air, and when he reappeared, he once again appeared directly in the middle of the group of sentinel agents.

Then--

kill.

Wailing.

Hawk's Carnage.

They wailed.

The Sentinel agents broke down after Hawke ignored the weapons they had always been proud of, which were now ineffective against mutants, and slaughtered them like pigs and dogs in a hail of bullets.

After the first Sentinel agent dropped his weapon and turned to flee, a second and a third Sentinel agents appeared. But…

"Want to escape now?"

"late!"

The moment Hawke clasped his right hand together, a headless corpse fell to the ground beside him. He sneered at the sentry agents who still knew to scatter and try to escape, and then disappeared from the spot.

"Oh!"

"Sir."

Inside the Sentinel Special Operations Building in New York City, a Sentinel agent hurriedly pushed open the door to their commander's office, looking anxiously at the middle-aged man sitting behind his desk, wearing glasses and with a sinister gaze: "Sir, there's been a change in Team B. It seems a mutant who is immune to our X-Force suppressor has appeared."

The middle-aged man sitting behind his desk looked up.

Wherever there are mutants, there are always the eternal villains.

William Stryker!
Although ten years ago, for some reason, the federal government canceled Bolivar Trask's Sentinel program, and Bolivar Trask was also arrested for attempting to sell the "Sentinel design" to Russia.

However, the mutants' abilities are too powerful, and the Federation remains vigilant towards them. It's just that due to their fear of mutants, everything has shifted from the open to the background.

William Stryker was still ordered to establish the Sentinel Special Service, a special agency specifically targeting mutants.

For the past decade, he has been tirelessly capturing mutants and, in conjunction with some capital, conducting scientific research in an attempt to understand and control the X gene.

soon.

William Stryker led the newly arrived Sentinel agents into the operations command center.

into the eye.

The large screen in the operations command center was displaying images of the mutant underground community in Queens.

Corpses littered the ground.

Blood was flowing across the ground.

as well as……

Hawke, covered in blood and shirtless, stood amidst a pile of corpses like a demon god descended to earth.

Standing amidst the corpses, Hawke seemed to sense something, looked up, and gazed at the sky.

this moment.

On the big screen, Hawke seemed to be making eye contact with William Stryker.

Eyes facing each other.

"Overwhelmingly domineering..."

"court death!"

William Stryker's eyes narrowed.

"Who is he?"

"Searching."

"It's not in the federal database."

"It's not in the European database."

"Sir..."

The sentry in charge of the operations command center looked at Stryker: "No matching data found."

Stryker frowned.

"How much longer until the combat helicopters arrive?"

"Ten seconds!"

A sentry responded loudly.

Stryker looked at the large screen and saw two combat helicopters rapidly approaching Hawke's location at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Hawke also spotted two combat helicopters speeding toward them from a distance.

next second.

He scoffed, and with a bang, his figure vanished instantly.

Then--

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"boom!"

"Thank you so much!"

"Jesus Christ!"

The sentries in the sentry command center watched in disbelief as the armed helicopter that had vanished from its spot a second ago, before they could even react, appeared on the big screen. It seemed to have been pierced by something, exploded into a fireball, and then plummeted down the street below.

boom!
The armed helicopter, which exploded into a fireball, crashed into an apartment building on the street below, instantly creating a large crater in the building's exterior wall before continuing its descent down the street.

All of a sudden.

The streets below instantly descended into chaos. Fortunately, this was Queens; if it were Manhattan, those two helicopters crashing into the streets would have taken at least a hundred lives.

Stryker stared at the two burning combat helicopters that had crashed into the street and caused a riot on the big screen. He recalled Hawke's appearance just moments before, who had pierced through the armed helicopters in an instant. There was no shock or fear in his eyes, but rather a strong sense of predatory delight.

"This mutant is better than Professor X."

"He wants this!"

Colonel Stryker thought to himself, then looked at Hawke on the big screen, who had returned to the surface of the mutant underground community, and took a deep breath.

"Notify Washington headquarters and request the deployment of Strategic Support Force."

"clear."

The sentry nodded and immediately began connecting to Washington headquarters.

After Stryker finished speaking, his eyes continued to gleam with a look of unbearable longing for Hawke, staring at Hawke on the big screen, who stood amidst the corpses, making no attempt to hide himself, seemingly meeting his gaze.

"Ignore X-ability suppressor".

"A body as solid as metal."

"flight?"

"No matter who you are, I will catch you."

"..."

(End of this chapter)