Chapter 237

Hawk spat a mouthful of saliva onto the grass on the side.

He looked at Malekith, who was asking if he wanted to continue, and laughed.

"Just warming up."

"Is that so?"

Malekith smiled slightly: "Then are you warmed up now?"

Hawk also smiled: "Yes... I am!"

The moment his words left his mouth, a phoenix phantom bathed in crimson flames was projected behind him.

The next second.

The phoenix phantom instantly took over, turning into one part after another, covering Hawk's body.

The parts covered with gorgeous feather patterns, looking even more real, collided with Hawk's left shoulder like a meteor in the churning flames, accompanied by a metallic roar like stars colliding, instantly embedded, and perfectly merged with the Saint Cloth parts that came at the same time.

Immediately after, arm armor, leg armor, greaves... countless parts shining with fiery golden light, as if possessing life, shot out from the flames.

They precisely, continuously, embedded, and covered every part of Hawk's body like merging with other parts.

When the last face mask shining with Phoenix Fire covered Hawk's cold, expressionless face with a click, perfectly fitting.