Chapter 13: Marvel: Awakening the Cosmo at the Start, Chapter 7

This is what you call a sonic punch.

Boom!

Accompanied by the aircraft exploding above the block, the Chitauri captain, who had jumped from the aircraft to escape at the last moment, heard the sound of a punch exploding in his ears; he drew a weapon from behind his back that also glowed with a ghostly green light—not a firearm, but a weapon shaped like a spear—and looked at Hawk, who stood before him shirtless, possessing a robust physique like a sculpture.

It couldn't be helped.

Under the Chitauri's saturation bombing just moments ago, although Hawk hadn't been injured, the T-shirt he had worn for several years had completely met its end under the impact of flying debris.

But it didn't matter.

Having taken off the tattered T-shirt, Hawk, wearing only gray casual pants and a pair of old sneakers, felt that he had become a bit stronger.

And this was no illusion.

As everyone knows.

Shredded clothes increase combat power!

"Human!"

The Chitauri captain held the spear emitting a ghostly green light, his relatively large, beady eyes staring fixedly at Hawk from beneath his faceplate.

Hawk's image also appeared on the display screen of the Chitauri mothership behind the wormhole.

Hawk looked at the Chitauri captain holding the ghostly green spear and tilted his head with a smile.

The next second.

He extended his right hand toward the Chitauri captain, opened his palm, closed his five fingers, and beckoned to the Chitauri captain.

No nonsense.

"Come!"

"Die!"

Looking at Hawk's indifferent expression and almost insulting gesture, the Chitauri captain remained expressionless; with a bang, his feet instantly shattered the ground, and he lunged forward like a streak of light, rapidly closing in on Hawk while the tip of the spear in his hand bloomed with ghostly green light, releasing one energy beam after another.

Hawk also exerted force with his feet, and the moment the ground instantly cracked and sank, he transformed into a golden light that tore through the field of vision and lunged toward the Chitauri captain.

In memory, once a Bronze Saint awakens their Cosmo, receives the recognition of their constellation, and dons the corresponding Cloth, their bodies become terrifying existences.

Their physical defense becomes astonishingly high, and their punching speed and movements reach the speed of sound.

Even their lifespans far exceed those of ordinary people.

Although Hawk had only awakened his Cosmo, had not yet lit up his constellation, and didn't even have a shadow of a Cloth, this did not in the slightest change the fact that, in a sense, Hawk was no longer an ordinary person.

So...

"Pfft!"

The Chitauri captain, who was rapidly lunging toward Hawk, attempting to use long-range attacks to interfere and stop Hawk before closing in to kill him, suddenly had his expression change violently, followed by the spitting out of a mouthful of equally ghostly green blood.

The force of the gushing ghostly green blood was so great that it knocked the metal mask off the Chitauri captain's face, revealing the hideous visage beneath that looked more like a bug than a human face.

The next moment.

The sound of the punch arrived, exploding in the Chitauri captain's ears.

"Boom!"

The Chitauri captain looked down in a daze at the arm that had pierced through his sturdy armor and was embedded in his chest.

The Chitauri captain let out an incomprehensible or meaningless roar, trying to lift his increasingly heavy head to take one last look at the human who had killed him in a single strike.

But...

It was out of time; just as it had lifted its head halfway, with the withdrawal of the arm from its chest, boundless darkness instantly descended.

Boom!

Having lost the support of Hawk's arm and shrouded in boundless darkness, the Chitauri captain fell forward onto the ground like a dead giant bug.

As the Chitauri captain fell toward the ground, Hawk hooked his right hand and took the energy spear weapon from the Chitauri captain's hand.

The interior of the energy spear was filled with a ghostly green liquid-like substance, and as the energy flowed, the spear also emitted a ghostly green light.

Hawk weighed the energy spear in his hand.

He suddenly thought of this question.

By the way, if he were to put this energy spear, along with the few weapons dropped by the Chitauri soldiers he had just killed, on the black market to sell, how much could he get?

Alien weapons...

They should be worth a lot, right?

Hawk thought, subconsciously turning his head to look at a corner of the apartment ruins.

When he was arranging the corpses just now, he had incidentally tossed the four energy firearms that had dropped into a large pit.

Just then.

The corner of Hawk's eye caught the brilliant blue light that suddenly bloomed over Manhattan.

He came to his senses.

He looked out toward the sky over Manhattan.

Coming into view.

The ghostly blue pillar of light that had seemed to exist between heaven and earth had disappeared, and at the same time, the rift tearing through the Earth's sky was also closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"That's it?"

"It's over?"

"The Chitauri soldier invasion of Earth instance is finished?"

"How come I feel..."

Hawk blinked.

He had half a mind to say that if he had known the Chitauri soldier invasion of Earth was so weak and powerless, would he have been so worried and afraid?

But...

Hawk withdrew his gaze, looking at the ruined block that had completely turned into a mess, resembling a post-war ruin where one could even see some severed limbs, and took back the thought in his heart.

It wasn't that the Chitauri soldiers were too weak.

It was that he had become stronger.

"If I hadn't happened to awaken my Cosmo at this exact moment, I fear I would have been part of those severed limbs."

Hawk's gaze fell on the visible severed limbs, and his heart became more determined in one thought.

He wanted to become stronger.

Continue to become stronger.

Not for anything else, just to have the qualification to say that one sentence.

My fate is determined by me.

Not by heaven!

But for now, Hawk still had an urgent matter to attend to.

That is...

To find a place to store the five alien weapons he had worked so hard to loot, and then find a way to sell them for money to improve his life.