Vast Universe.
Boundless starry sky.
After breaking through the atmosphere and reaching above Earth, Hawk quickly headed in the direction of Pluto.
At the same time—
The black phoenix underworld armor, like a Black Phoenix radiating dark crystal flames, slowly spread its wings and attached itself to Hawk's back.
Click!
As the black faceplate clicked into place, Hawk's speed surged once again.
Mach 1,000!
Mach 5,000!
Mach 10,000!
Mach 100,000!
Mach 500,000!
...until it reached sub-light speed!
Boom!
Hawk's Little Universe was burning fiercely, and because he had obtained the real Blood Dimension, his speed finally broke through the sub-light barrier.
However, light speed was only attainable by a Gold Saint.
And a Gold Saint was only attainable by comprehending the Seventh Sense.
But comprehending the Seventh Sense was only attainable through the Mind Stone.
Therefore, to truly step into the Seventh Sense and open the door to the Gold Little Universe, he still had to rely on the immense and infinite mental power provided by the Mind Stone to blast open that door.
As Hawk flew towards Pluto at sub-light speed, his mind sank deep into the edge of his Little Universe, looking at the unbreakable Seventh Sense door and thinking of Strucker, who had taken his Mind Stone and run off to some unknown corner.
He wasn't in a hurry originally.
Even now, he wasn't in a hurry.
After all, Strucker was on Earth; where could he run off to?
But getting his Mind Stone back sooner would naturally be excellent.
Hawk had it all planned out.
After this trip to Pluto, once Mephisto had finished moving, he would take advantage of the summer vacation to thoroughly search for where Strucker had gone.
His internship was also set.
Not at a law firm, but at the District Attorney's office.
Once again.
The reason he chose to study law back then was that if he didn't die, he could work his way up from the District Attorney's office to become a Supreme Court Justice.
An ordinary judge might not be able to prosecute Hulk, but a Supreme Court Justice could.
So, interning at the District Attorney's office was also in line with his original intention.
Eight hours passed in a flash.
Above Pluto, which is an average distance of about 5.917 billion kilometers from Earth, and takes five hours and twenty-nine minutes for light to travel from Earth.
Whoosh!
Hawk emerged from his sub-light speed state, clad in the black phoenix underworld armor, standing in the Universe, looking down at the brownish, nearly spherical Pluto beneath him.
Hawk didn't pay much attention to Pluto, nor did he have any desire to explore it.
He was here to find Mephisto.
After all, Mephisto had already refused his visit to his Hell Dimension through the space-time rift.
This was after Blood God Madora died.
Hawk intended to hear Mephisto's excuses, but Mephisto didn't even show up.
No matter how he knocked on the door of the Hell Dimension from the space-time rift, Mephisto simply wouldn't open the door.
It was as if Mephisto was home, heard him knocking, but pretended not to hear.
But did Mephisto think playing dead would get him off the hook?
Was that possible?
Hawk scoffed inwardly, his figure instantly vanishing from above Pluto, only to reappear on the far side of Pluto, and with his Little Universe continuously burning, he directly unleashed his right fist at the entrance of the Hell Dimension.
Not Phoenix Wings Soaring.
But—
Phoenix Meteor Fist!!
Boom, boom, boom, bang—
One after another, phoenixes, as if corporeal, spread their wings and soared, continuously striking the entrance of the Hell Dimension.
Pegasus Meteor Fist might be Pegasus's exclusive technique.
But Meteor Fist was not.
Space vibrated at this moment.
Space-time also trembled at this moment.
Even the icebergs on Pluto, which had been frozen for who knows how long, began to collapse and crumble under the tremors of space-time... The door to the Hell Dimension was no different!
Bang!
With a loud bang from the void, the Hell Dimension, hidden behind Pluto, had a gap blasted open by Hawk's Black Phoenix Meteor Fist.
Hawk didn't hesitate, his figure flashed, passing through the gap, and directly entered the Hell Dimension.
Then... "Hiss!"
"WTF!"
After Hawk's figure passed through the gap and arrived above the Hell Dimension, he looked at the Hell Dimension that appeared before him and subconsciously gasped.
He even thought he had come to the wrong place, so he turned back, went out, and looked at the Hell Dimension again.
"No mistake, it's here."
"But..."
Hawk frowned, passing through the gap once more, returning to the Hell Dimension, and looking at the scene before his eyes.
Large areas of the Hell Dimension's ground had collapsed, and the Hell Water, composed of despair and suffering, had flooded vast areas like a bursting dam.
Mephisto's once majestic palace had also become a ruin.
Twisted souls shrieked silently among the broken walls.
The air was filled with an endless smell of sulfur and—
The smell of blood.
"Kill, protect the Master!"
"Kill them!"
"Filthy demons, accept the judgment of my Lord."
"Boom!"
Hawk released his six senses, instantly catching the sounds of fighting and shouting from deep within the Hell Dimension, took a step, and when he reappeared, he was already on a battlefield.
Before his eyes.
Piles of demon corpses were clearly visible.
Mephisto, now in his demon form, also appeared exceptionally dishevelled.
One of his demon horns had been severed.
His demon armor was also tattered, and he was being escorted by dozens of Archdukes of Hell, seemingly intending to leave.
And the ones who had reduced Mephisto to this state were the bird-people from the other side.
Hmm.
Bird-people in the literal sense.
Angel warriors, holding swords stained with demon blood, covered the sky and were constantly charging and shouting at the advancing demons.
One sword, one kill.
Mephisto's demon army seemed to have no power to resist, being cut down by these Angel armies as easily as slicing melons and dicing vegetables.
The reason for this was simple.
Because a holy, mountain-like great sword hung suspended in the sky.
This gigantic, mountain-like sword was constantly emitting a holy aura that seemed specifically designed to counter Hell, suppressing the fighting power of the demons of Hell infinitely.
And an Angel with six massive wings gently flapping behind him, clad in bright, holy armor, with even his eyes revealing a faint golden hue, stood quietly on the giant sword.
On either side of him, two other Angel warriors, also holding swords, floated, as if guarding the six-winged Angel.
Hawk glanced at the six-winged Angel, then at the dishevelled Mephisto on the ground, his expression becoming a little strange.
He remembered Blood God Madora's words.
Heaven and Hell are one family.
Jehovah and Mephisto are allies.
So... what act was this now?
Knowing that I was coming to hold him accountable, did Mephisto call in Jehovah to stage a 'bitter stratagem'?
But if this was a bitter stratagem, Hawk could only say one thing.
Mephisto had gone too far.
When he first came to Hell, why didn't Mephisto move against him, even though he couldn't kill Mephisto?
Wasn't it because Mephisto didn't want his Hell to be destroyed?
Now?
Hell was truly destroyed.
The countless dead demons were real.
Even Mephisto's severed demon horn was genuine.
He still remembered Mephisto boasting in the Hell tavern that his proudest possessions were those demon horns.
So—
"What is this all about?!"
"Hmph!"
"Demon, die!"
"..."
Just as Hawk was frowning, somewhat unclear about what was happening here, a four-winged Angel, in charge of patrolling the battlefield, discovered Hawk standing so conspicuously at the edge, immediately roared and charged over with his Angel sword.
Hawk snapped back to reality, looking at the four-winged Angel charging at him with a face full of fighting spirit, and instinctively threw a punch.
Then—
Puff!!
The four-winged Angel's body instantly curled up like a shrimp, whistling like a meteor, flying backward and crashing into the battlefield below.
A dozen unsuspecting two-winged Angel warriors were instantly crushed to Death by the four-winged Angel.
The next second.
"Hmph!"
"Die!"
"In the name of the Lord, accept divine judgment."
The four-winged Angel, who had created a large crater on the ground, ignored the blood at the corner of his mouth, roared, flapped his wings, and with his sword cutting through the air, transformed into a white lightning bolt, charging towards Hawk once again.
Hawk's eyes were crimson.
Buzz!
Phoenix Ray shot out, crashing against the four-winged Angel's sword with a thunderous roar.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
The fanatical four-winged Angel continuously flapped his wings, but as his sword was slowly melting, his fanatical expression gradually shifted towards astonishment.
As the sword was completely melted by the Phoenix Fire, the Phoenix Fire struck the four-winged Angel's chest.
The next second.
Puff!
As the four-winged Angel exploded, Angel blood instantly burst forth, turning into a bloody rain that fell to the ground.
"Who is it?!"
"Who?!"
The moment the four-winged Angel fell, the six-winged Angel standing on the giant sword and the other two four-winged Angels also turned their gaze here.
The other two four-winged Angels appeared on Hawk's sides at extremely high speed, and while sharply rebuking him, they charged towards Hawk in a pincer movement without waiting for Hawk's reply.
Hawk raised an eyebrow, simultaneously retreating ten meters, and thrust out his right fist!
A heavy punch, without a sharp edge, great skill without artifice!
"Extreme Sonic Punch!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The two four-winged Angels also exploded under the force of the punch, staining the ground with their blood.
After the first four-winged Angel, Hawk already had a rough idea of the four-winged Angel's strength.
It was roughly equivalent to a Bronze Saint, infinitely close to a Silver Saint.
But no matter how infinitely close to a Silver Saint, they were still Bronze Saints.
Hawk's first strike was a test, as he didn't know the four-winged Angel's strength, which was why the first four-winged Angel survived.
But these two were not so lucky.
So they died on the spot.
Then—
What about this six-winged Angel before him?
...
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