Chapter 615: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 333

Hawkeye had long sensed that when he was fighting Strucker, Namor's aura appeared in the surroundings, along with another unknown but relatively familiar aura.

But that unknown yet familiar aura was very far away. If he had rushed to that aura first, there was a high probability that the aura would have escaped.

Since that was the case.

Hawkeye chose to play along, and then lured out this Wakandan remnant who was hiding in the distance and finally couldn't hold back from showing up after seeing him injured and appearing to be under a pincer attack.

Never expected...

There would be an unexpected joy.

And Shuri's pregnancy was the reason why Namor didn't dare to attack.

After Namor was saved by Shuri using the Heart-Shaped Herb, after a round of cloud-rolling and rain-pouring, never expected that Shuri would become pregnant.

This made Namor quite excited.

Because just as Strucker had said just now, the higher the level of life, the smaller the chance of offspring being born.

After all, the higher the life, the more energy it requires.

A banker's son is a banker.

A politician's son is also a politician.

By the same token.

A god's son will also be a god.

So if gods' reproduction was like old sows sowing seeds, then I'm afraid the number of gods in the Marvel Universe now would be more common than dogs.

Just look at Odin.

How long has Odin ruled the Nine Realms? Not to mention millions of years, let's say at least ten thousand years.

And the result?

How many children does Odin have?

Thor?

Loki?

Hela?

Not to mention Loki was adopted, and not to mention Hela was suppressed, let's just count them as three. Ten thousand years, only three children!

From this, it can be seen how difficult it is for gods to bear offspring.

In short.

Namor wasn't giving up the attack because of Shuri, but because of the child currently gestating in Shuri's belly.

He actually didn't want Shuri to come over.

Although he agreed to Shuri bringing the Vibranium fighter jet to watch the battle, he didn't allow Shuri to participate in the battle.

It was just now, when Shuri saw the scene of Hawkeye appearing to be besieged by Namor and Strucker, thinking of her father, brother, and the slaughtered entire tribe, that she got hot-headed and rushed out.

And then...

There was no then.

As their eyes met.

Namor looked at the coldness to the extreme in Hawkeye's golden pupils, his thoughts turning rapidly.

The next second.

He took a deep breath, and his knees began to bend slightly.

Just at this moment.

"Don't fall for it!"

"Namor."

Just as Namor was attempting to kneel to exchange for a glimmer of life for his child, Strucker, who was watching from the side, suddenly roared: "This guy has no humanity. Even if you kneel, he still won't let your wife go."

Namor might not understand Hawkeye.

But Strucker understood very well.

The most important point.

Hawkeye had just, right in front of their faces, directly killed Wanda and Pietro with his own hands, as well as his own three bloodline descendants.

All for the sake of not being threatened by them, so he could free up his hands to deal with them.

So!

Would such a peerless fierce person, who hated enough to kill his own children, let them go so easily?

How could that be.

Even Strucker at this moment felt that compared to Hawkeye, his own moral index was cliff-like crushing Hawkeye. Compared to Hawkeye, Strucker felt he was a saint.

And Namor, who was already prepared to kneel, listening to Strucker's words, also reacted, instantly staring dead at Hawkeye.

"You guarantee you will let my wife go, and I will kneel!"

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me."

Hawkeye's tone was cold, the five fingers pinching Shuri went even deeper, drawing another scream from Shuri, his golden pupils looking coldly at Namor.

"Kneel, or, die!"

"..."

Namor's left fist and the right fist holding the trident were clenched tightly. Looking at Hawkeye, whose murderous intent was like substance before him, and then looking at Shuri in Hawkeye's hand, who was already weakening in her screams, he took a deep breath, ignoring Strucker's repeated dissuasion on the side.

With a "thud"!

Namor directly knelt in the void, kneeling before Hawkeye, for the sake of his child, lowering his head.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"You don't know you were wrong."

Hawkeye's tone was ghostly, looking at Namor kneeling before him: "You just know that your wife and child are about to be killed by me."

Namor looked up, his eyes spitting fire.

"I've knelt now, let Shuri go."

"Alright."

Hawkeye responded with a cold expression.

His right hand pinching Shuri's face contracted like phoenix claws. After all, he had never said that as long as Namor knelt, he would let Shuri live.

The next second.

Shuri's head burst open like a watermelon.

"Boom!"

"No—"

Accompanied by the moment Shuri's head burst open, what followed was Namor's grief-stricken roar.

But his roar didn't last long.

Because the next second, Namor, kneeling in the air, was kicked flying by Hawkeye, following his wife.

"Take it!"

"Boom!"

The moment Hawkeye pinched Shuri's head to burst, he threw the headless corpse toward Namor, and the moment his right foot's muscles exerted force, like lightning, he slammed into Namor, who had instinctively caught Shuri's corpse.

In an instant.

Shuri's headless corpse shattered into fragments, and Namor, who was holding Shuri's corpse, was blasted toward the sea surface below like a meteor under Hawkeye's powerful kick.

Bang!

Namor was like a meteorite entering the sea.

The next second.

Hawkeye's eyes flared with black light, looking at the several Vibranium fighter jets hovering here, which were also in shock at the sudden death of their Princess's head bursting.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by Hawkeye's black light sweeping over, one Vibranium fighter jet after another instantly exploded into fireballs, and the souls of the Wakandan remnants inside went straight into the Underworld's prison.

"Shit—"

The explosions sounded one after another in the air, and also shocked Strucker, who was still in shock at Hawkeye's style of conduct, decisiveness, and cruelty.

The moment Strucker came to his senses, he happened to meet Hawkeye, who was staring at him with a pair of golden pupils, cold to the extreme.

His heart twitched.

The next second.

He turned and ran, the kind that didn't hesitate at all.

No way.

Facing their threat, Hawkeye didn't take it to heart at all, and even to avoid being threatened by them, he could do such things as pinching his own children to death, and could also pinch Shuri to death without blinking an eye. This completely made Strucker understand why Hawkeye was called the Demon King by other Hydras.

Strucker, who had just started, was still thinking about avenging his son.

Right now—

He just wanted to escape this place as soon as possible.

But!

"Want to run now?"

"Too late!"

Hawkeye looked at Strucker, who turned and ran, and after a cold laugh, his figure flickered, and in an instant, he caught up with Strucker. Then, looking at Strucker, who was desperately trying to escape him in front, he directly threw a punch with his right hand.

"Black—"

"Phoenix Wings Soaring!"

"Chirp!!!"

Hawkeye's fist swung out, and a black phoenix that covered the sky and sun appeared from the fist, spreading its wings. In an instant, Strucker seemed to be tightly bound by the phoenix claws of the black phoenix, and then, like a meteorite, he fell toward a five-person island on the Atlantic sea surface below.

Boom—!!!

The black phoenix grabbed Strucker, like a black light cutting through the sky, and slammed into the rock peak in the middle of the island.

In an instant.

A terrifying and majestic explosion shockwave, centered on the point of impact, exploded in a ring shape along all directions.

The sand, palm trees, and ancient reefs on the uninhabited island were all ground into powder under this terrifying shockwave, and then were wrapped in it, whistling and pushing forward.

The black flames, like flowing light, instantly swept across the entire island.

When the phantom of the black phoenix disappeared.

When this terrifying explosion stopped.

At the original rock peak position of the island, a huge pit, like a meteorite crater, had already appeared.

The pit was bottomless, and the seawater under the island was pouring down with a "clatter."

And Strucker—

At this moment, he was lying at the very bottom of the deep pit, his body broken, his eyes wide open, watching the seawater gradually fill his body and submerge him!

Hawkeye stood in mid-air on the island, the black phoenix phantom reflected behind him, his golden pupils cold, like a god, looking down at Strucker in the deep pit below.

The next second. ===== CHAPTER 617 =====