Chapter 564

The vast universe.

The boundless starry sky.

After Hawk broke through the atmosphere and arrived above Earth, he quickly swept toward the direction of Pluto.

At the same time—

The Black Phoenix Surplice, like a black phoenix emitting dark crystal flames all over, spread its wings and slowly attached itself to Hawk's back.

Crack!

Accompanied by the sound of the black mask locking into place, Hawk's speed soared again.

One thousand Ma He!

Five thousand Ma He!

Ten thousand Ma He!

One hundred thousand Ma He!

Five hundred thousand Ma He!

Until sub-light speed!

Boom!

Hawk's small universe was burning fiercely; because he had obtained the Blood Dimension that truly existed in reality, he finally succeeded in breaking through to the major milestone of sub-light speed.

But light speed cannot be achieved without being a Gold Saint.

And a Gold Saint cannot be achieved without comprehending the Seventh Sense.

But the Seventh Sense cannot be comprehended without the Mind Stone.

So if he wanted to truly step into the Seventh Sense and open the door to the Gold small universe, he could only rely on the vast and infinite mind power provided by the Mind Stone to blast open this door.

Hawk, flying rapidly toward Pluto at sub-light speed, sank his mind into the depths of the edge of his small universe, thinking about Strucker, who had run away with his "Mind Stone" and was hiding in some corner.

He hadn't been in a hurry originally.

Even now, he wasn't in a hurry.

After all, Strucker was on Earth; where could he run?

But it would naturally be great to get his Mind Stone back sooner.

Hawk had made up his mind.

After this trip to Pluto to let Mephisto move, he would take advantage of the summer vacation to find out where that thing Strucker had run off to.

It just so happened that his internship had also been decided.

Not at a law firm, but at the District Attorney's office.

Once again.

The reason he chose to study law back then was because he thought that if he didn't die, he could go through the District Attorney's office and step by step become a Supreme Court Justice.

An ordinary judge might not be able to hold the Hulk accountable, but a Supreme Court Justice could.

So interning at the District Attorney's office could be considered following his original intention.

Eight hours passed in a flash.

Above Pluto, which is about 5.917 billion miles from Earth on average, and takes five hours and twenty-nine minutes for light to travel from Earth.

Whoosh!

Hawk pulled himself out of the sub-light speed state, wearing the Black Phoenix Surplice, standing in the void of space, looking down at Pluto, which was brown overall and nearly spherical.

Hawk didn't really look at Pluto, nor did he have any intention of going inside Pluto for a stroll.

He came here to find Mephisto.

After all, Mephisto had already refused his visit to his Hell dimension through the space-time rift.

Just after the Blood God Madora died.

Hawk intended to go and hear how Mephisto would quibble, but Mephisto didn't even show up.

He didn't even care how many times he knocked on the door of the Hell dimension from the space-time rift; Mephisto just wouldn't open the door.

It was as if Mephisto was clearly at home and heard him knocking, but just pretended not to hear.

But did Mephisto think he could fool him by playing dead?

Was that possible?

Hawk sneered in his heart, his figure instantly disappearing above Pluto, and when he appeared again, he was already on the far side of Pluto, and with the continuous burning of his small universe, he directly swung his right fist at the entrance of the Hell dimension.

Not the Phoenix Winged Flight.

But—

Phoenix Meteor Fist!!

Boom, boom, boom, bang—

One phoenix after another, looking like reality, spread their wings and flew, continuously bombarding the entrance of the Hell dimension.

The Pegasus Meteor Fist might be the exclusive technique of Pegasus.

But the Meteor Fist was not.

Space vibrated at this moment.

Space-time also trembled at this moment.

Even the icebergs on Pluto that had been frozen for who knows how long began to collapse and disintegrate under the shock of space-time...

The door to the Hell dimension was the same!

Bang!

Accompanied by a loud noise from the void, the Hell dimension hidden behind Pluto was blasted open by Hawk's Black Phoenix Meteor Fist.

Hawk didn't hesitate, his figure flashed, passed through the gap, and directly arrived inside the Hell dimension.

And 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, specifically turned around, went out, and looked at the Hell dimension again.

"That's right, it's here."

"But..."

Hawk frowned, passed through the gap again, returned to the Hell dimension, and looked at the scene before him.

Large areas of the Hell dimension's ground had collapsed, and the water of Hell, composed of despair and pain, had flooded large areas of the ground like a broken dam.

Mephisto's originally majestic palace had also turned into ruins.

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!"

"Dirty demons, accept the judgment of my Lord."

"Boom!"

Hawk released his sixth sense, instantly capturing the sounds of fighting and shouting from the depths of the Hell dimension, took a step, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived on a battlefield.

In sight.

The corpses of demons were clearly visible all over the ground.

Mephisto, who had revealed his demon form, had also become exceptionally disheveled.

One of his demon horns had been cut off.

The demon armor on his body was also tattered, and he seemed to be planning to leave here under the escort of dozens of demon dukes.

And the ones who had caused Mephisto to look like this were the birdmen on the other side.

Hmm.

Birdmen in the physical sense.

The angel warriors, who covered the sky and held swords stained with demon blood, were constantly charging and killing the demons who were roaring and rushing forward.

One sword for each.

Mephisto's demon army seemed to have no power to resist, being slaughtered by this group of angel armies like cutting melons and vegetables.

The reason for this was also very simple.

Because a sharp sword, full of holiness and looking like a mountain, was suspended in the sky.

This sharp sword, like a huge hill, was currently constantly emitting a holy pressure that seemed to specifically restrain Hell, infinitely suppressing the combat power of the Hell demons.

And a birdman, with huge six wings flapping gently behind him, wearing holy armor of light, and even his eyes revealing a pale gold color, stood quietly on the giant sword.

On his sides, two angel warriors, also holding sharp swords, were suspended, as if guarding that six-winged birdman.

Hawk glanced at this six-winged birdman, and then glanced at the disheveled Mephisto on the ground, his expression becoming a bit strange.

He remembered the words of the Blood God Madora.

Heaven and Hell are one family.

God and Mephisto are allies.

So...

What is this playing at right now?

Knowing that I was going to come and hold him accountable, so Mephisto found Yahweh, planning to stage a bitter-meat scheme?

But if this was a bitter-meat scheme, Hawk could only say one thing.

Mephisto paid too high a price.

When he first came to Hell, why was it that even though he couldn't kill Mephisto, Mephisto didn't want to touch him?

Wasn't it because Mephisto didn't want his Hell to be smashed?

Right now?

Hell was truly smashed.

Those countless dead demons were real.

Even Mephisto's cut-off demon horn was the real deal.

He still remembered that when he was in the Hell tavern, Mephisto was still showing off that his proudest feature was this pair of demon horns.

So—

"What is this doing!"

"Heh!"

"Demon, die!"

"..."

Just when Hawk was frowning, a bit confused about what was happening here, a four-winged angel responsible for patrolling the battlefield discovered Hawk, who was standing so brightly on the edge, and immediately shouted, holding an angel sword, and rushed over to kill him.

Hawk came back to his senses, looked at the four-winged angel who was full of fighting spirit and rushing toward him to kill, and subconsciously swung a fist.

And then—