Chapter 693: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 376

"The two combined?"

"……"

Mephisto rubbed his face and looked at Hawk: "If the Death Angel arrives at Flint Monastery on November 11th and awakens at midnight, then he will be regarded as one of their own by the Hell dimension; after he awakens, he can invade my Hell at the fastest speed."

Speaking of this.

Old Mo had a mournful face: "If he gets in, based on my current state, I estimate I won't be able to beat him."

Hawk looked at Mephisto, whose face was written with "give your brother a hand," his mouth twitched, and he pulled his right hand out of Mephisto's demon claw.

"Can't you just close this anchor point?"

"No."

"Why not?"

Hawk raised an eyebrow: "You closed all the channels to Earth, causing me to fly for three hours to get here."

Mephisto shook his head.

"The first anchor point cannot be closed; let alone me, any Death Lord with the Law of Life and Death cannot close their own first anchor point. This wasn't set by me; it was set by Death."

"Death?"

Hawk was slightly stunned, feeling a bit curious.

"The significance of setting this rule?"

"To encourage internal competition."

"……"

Hawk had just thought of many possibilities, but looking at Mephisto, who was shrugging his shoulders with a helpless expression, he took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and said: "Praise Death, what a great rule!"

He was not a fool, nor was he a reckless man.

Before his Little Universe was materialized, he was not qualified to go head-to-head with the five creation gods.

Especially since Death was an abstract goddess.

When weak, develop peacefully; when strong, claim it has been so since ancient times.

Hawk still understood this principle, so saying words of praise, well, it wasn't shameful.

Mephisto's face was ugly, but he also picked up the wine in his glass and echoed: "Praise Death!"

There was no reason for Hawk to praise it and for him, a senior wage earner who could be considered a Death employee, not to praise it.

Although Death might not necessarily notice this place.

But what if.

What if Death noticed; oh my mother, this would greatly affect his career path.

Mephisto thought to himself.

Hawk then grabbed the wine bottle, and while pouring wine for both of them, asked curiously: "When I came over, I didn't feel the aura of the Heaven dimension."

On his way to Pluto, he had felt a powerful force slowly moving toward the solar system.

If there were no accidents, that should be the Dark dimension.

Hawk estimated that it might be because something went wrong on Dormammu's side in the Dark dimension, and he couldn't arrive at the teleportation array in time, which was why the Ancient One said she was delaying her retirement.

But this was not the point.

The point was, if the Heaven dimension chose to launch a war against Hell on November 11th, logically speaking, at this time, the Heaven dimension should have run to the solar system to stand by, right?

But he had just released his Seventh Sense and was stunned that he didn't detect the aura of a single birdman.

Mephisto laughed.

"Don't worry, they will come."

"How so?"

"You know whose person Jehovah is, right?"

"The Celestials."

"Yes, but they were also created to manage the time of the main multiverse."

Mephisto was talking about Eternity.

One of the abstract gods, and the one who concretized the timeline of the Marvel main multiverse; he should have maintained the stability of the main multiverse timeline.

But he created the Celestials to help him manage it.

As for Eternity himself……

No one knew where he was.

"Because of time."

"In short, the moment the Death Angel awakens, the Heaven dimension will appear."

"Jehovah in the past relied on this move to trick quite a few Death Lords."

"After all, the invasion of the Death Angel is silent; when the Death Angel appears, Heaven will also appear, working from inside and outside. Many Death Lords hadn't even had time to react before they were face-stomped by Jehovah."

Mephisto said this, his expression filled with emotion, while looking at Hawk with relief: "Also, I have you; you must give your brother a hand."

Hawk raised an eyebrow.

"Brother?"

"Little brother!"

Mephisto's expression was serious, and he immediately changed his words: "Give your brother a hand; from now on, you are my big brother. Don't talk about big brother, even godfather is fine!"

As everyone knows.

Demons have no face or skin.

Hawk had them.

So……

Hawk drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, stood up, and waved his hand.

Mephisto stretched his head to look at Hawk, who was about to reach the door, and shouted.

"Big brother, godfather……"

"Alright, wait with peace of mind."

Hawk waved his hand without looking back, and the moment he left the Hell tavern, he turned into golden light and spent more than three hours landing back at 521A Palm Street.

One round trip, more than six hours.

The sky was already bright.

Gwen, who went home at 2:30 AM last night and woke up at 7:00 AM, was in a good mood, humming a song in the kitchen while making breakfast.

Hawk knew why Gwen was in such a good mood.

Because Amy gave Gwen a gift last night.

It wasn't a valuable gift.

It was just a silver ring Andrew bought at a cheap store when he proposed to her.

The price probably wouldn't exceed ten dollars.

But Gwen was very happy.

Hawk walked to the kitchen, hugged Gwen, took the opportunity to open his mouth, was fed a piece of torn bread by Gwen, and took a deep breath of Gwen's hair scent.

"I'm going to Texas."

"Do you know what the situation is?"

"Hmm."

"……Alright."

Gwen turned around, took the opportunity to hug Hawk's waist, and looked at Hawk with a gentle, soft smile.

"Come back early; I'll wait for you at home, and your sister is also waiting for you to resurrect her."

"Okay."

"……" ===== CHAPTER 695 =====