Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 570 The Grand Finale!!

one more time.

Once you're at the gambling table and have placed your chips, all you ever think about is beating all the losers.

and so!
Once you're at the gambling table, there's never a reason to surrender and lose half your stake.

No winner would do that.

The same applies to Hawke.

Therefore, after winning this bet, instead of letting the mutant universe's pleas go as he had done with it, he directly crushed the pleasing universe's primordial being, which was hoping to "surrender and lose half."

"In my country, there has never been a case of surrendering and losing half the battle."

"die!"

After crushing the origin of the universe, Hawke closed his eyes and began to reverse time while refining the universe with the Phoenix Flame.

However, this moment is different from when he stood up after the destruction of the mutant universe. This time, he simply turned back time on Earth.

After all, Thiam here did not choose to be born, so Hawke respects Thiam's choice.

All of a sudden.

Time reverses at this moment.

The scene then shifts back at that moment.

At this moment, Earth is like a videotape that has been rewound; time is rewinding wildly, and the images are flashing back in a frenzy.

Just the blink of an eye.

Captain America, Steve Rogers, was already in tears, his face streaked with tears.

Natasha, her eyes also filled with tears, watched the scene reversing before her.

"came back."

"They're all back."

"Everything that used to be has come back."

Well known.

The past cannot be changed, and what has happened is destined to happen again.

But there's one more thing.

One emperor and one courtier.

When the origin of the 616 universe departs and Hawke's Phoenix universe takes over, it signifies the emergence of a new timeline.

In this new timeline, Hawke is in charge.

Of course.

Turning back time on Earth is simple, but bringing back souls that have already passed away on the timeline is not something he can do alone.

After all, the souls of the dead already belong to Mephisto.

fortunately!

Hawke can still use death to subdue Mephisto.

Mephisto's face, however, looked rather grim.

"Phoenix, you're behaving terribly."

"Did I?"

Hawke looked at Mephisto, who appeared before him with an angry expression, and said with a smile, "It's just a few souls, is it really that big of a deal?"

Mephisto laughed.

"several?"

“You’ve taken all my soul over the years, and what do you take this place for, a vegetable market where you can pick and choose what you want?”

Let's say that.

Hawke did indeed turn back time on Earth, but his resurrection of those who died during those years was selective.

Yellow and white, not even a thought.

Brown and black are out of the question.

The universe is his domain, and he is in charge.

same.

At this moment, after the initial excitement, the Avengers watched as one life after another appeared in the time rewind, and they also noticed that something seemed to be missing from these lives.

But they just looked at each other and didn't dare to say a word.

Only Mephisto had the courage, after all, he was the biggest victim.

Mephisto didn't realize that his Hell dimension was dark before, but after Hawke's actions, Mephisto finally realized that all he could see in Hell was darkness.

only……

Mephisto had no better option than to fly into a rage of impotence, and could only watch as Hawke, who was smiling, extended his right hand.

"You've finished your business. As agreed, return my soul to me."

"Feel sorry."

Hawke smiled and shook his head.

Mephisto's eyes widened as he looked at Hawke, who was shaking his head in refusal: "You want to go back on your word? Damn it, you swore an oath to death to give me back my soul. It's an agreement."

Hawke hummed in agreement: "I know, but I just think it would be too much trouble if I gave your soul back to you and then you had to give it back to me later, so I decided not to give it back to you and save myself the trouble."

Mephisto was completely dumbfounded.

"Why should I give you my soul?"

"It's simple, because I owe Mephisto a favor."

You owe me...

Mephisto said it subconsciously, then realized that the Mephisto Hawk was referring to wasn't him.

Hawke shrugged.

He was referring to Mephisto from the mutant universe, his old Mephisto.

After all, he turned his goddess of death into Old Mexican's boss, which made Old Mexican very unhappy. He felt that Hawke had fooled him. Hawke had then fooled Old Mexican by promising to give him another universe.

It was all a hoax before, but now, there's an opportunity.

Mephisto listened to Hawke's simple explanation, his eyes widening as he felt as if countless wild horses were galloping through his mind.

"I... helped you, and then you want to get rid of me and let your Mephisto take over everything I have?"

Is that what you mean?

Mephisto stared at Hawke in disbelief.

Hawke stroked his chin and nodded.

"That's pretty much what it means."

"hiss!"

Mephisto looked at Hawke, who had confirmed it, and gasped. Then, staring at Hawke with a dazed expression, he pointed at himself and asked, "What about me? Where am I supposed to go?"

Hawke raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry, there's no denying you've been useful this time. I've already arranged a position for you."

"what?"

"I am the ferryman of the River Styx."

Hawke smiled at Mephisto: "How about it? This position is pretty good, isn't it? For you, it's a promotion."

This is not sarcasm, but the truth.

With the arrival of his goddess of death, Anna, the functions of the Underworld have gradually been perfected.

Simply put.

Before Hawke had the Goddess of Death, it was possible for any soul to go to the underworld after death.

But this is wrong.

Just as ordinary souls never even see the face of death, the underworld now only accepts souls of divine caliber.

Of course.

The souls that Hawke personally ordered to be killed can still enter through Hawke's grace.

However, the level of the Underworld is what it is.

The underworld is not a hell for mortals, but a hell for gods.

and so--

To send Mephisto, who oversees the mortal hell, to be a ferryman in the god's underworld, seems like a change from a ruler to a nobody, but it is indeed a promotion.

After all, in terms of management, the ferrymen of the Styx are connected to all the hellish dimensions leading to the underworld, and the ferrymen can freely travel between the two sides.

Mephisto understood this as well.

So after Hawke explained his arrangements, Mephisto's previously dull gaze began to wander thoughtfully.

after awhile.

Mephisto took a deep breath and looked at Hawke.

"Does death know?"

"know."

Hawke nodded.

This is not a lie either; when he swore an oath in the name of death, death had already sensed it, and then met him when he was refining this universe.

Death readily agreed to Hawke's attempt to steal her away.

For someone as insignificant as Death, exchanging a dispensable subordinate for Hawke's favor is an extremely worthwhile deal.

As for how Death planned to make Hawk repay her favor, Death didn't say, but instead told Hawk to visit her in Death's world after he finished his work.

Hawke thought about the eerie smile on Death's face as he departed, and a chill ran down his spine. He had a feeling that Death had dug some kind of pit for Hawke's future.

do not care.

As I said before, let Hawke worry about what happens in the future.

Mephisto looked at Hawke who was nodding, his anger and blank expression completely disappearing, replaced by a helpless smile.

"Can I say no?"

"No."

Hawke shook his head decisively: "My underworld needs a ferryman, and you are the best candidate."

Mephisto chuckled, then looked at Hawke, sighed, and knelt on one knee before Hawke.

"Mephisto, ferryman of the River Styx, pays homage to the supreme god!"

"I made a mistake."

Hawke looked at the sensible Mephisto and smiled broadly: "You are much more sensible than the old Mephisto I know. Unlike my old Mephisto, it took me a lot of time to train him."

Even so, he still felt that his Mephisto still had a rebellious streak; otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically asked Anna to keep an eye on him.

But none of that matters now.

The important thing is!

"The matter here is settled!"

"We should go."

Hawke, having returned to Earth, took Wanda away from the main timeline and returned to the secondary timeline. After resolving the timeline issues in the secondary timeline, he took a deep breath and looked at Wanda standing beside him.

Wanda nodded upon hearing this.

"It's time to go back. You should bring Gwen home."

"Yes."

Hawke nodded subconsciously, then seemed to think of something, looked at Wanda beside him, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "So, are Wanda and Gwen the same person, or two different people?"

Wanda smiled slightly.

"Does it matter? Didn't you already plan to be a jerk?"

"Too."

Hawke chuckled upon hearing this, then shook his head again: "After holding on for so long, I never imagined that I would still give in at the last minute."

Wanda rolled her eyes at Hawke.

"You're just going to sneak it."

"Ha ha!"

Hawke laughed when Wanda saw through his thoughts, stopped dwelling on the matter, put his arm around Wanda's waist, and looked up at the sky.

"go!"

"Bring Gwen home!"

"..."

Final thoughts!

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Anyway-

This book is the last one in this series.

If fate allows.