Chapter 337: You Refuse Decency (Third Update!!!)
The place that should have been Flint Monastery was now empty.
But this did not affect Death Angel's awakening in the slightest.
After all, Flint Monastery was just a coordinate used to identify Mephisto's Hell Dimension's first landing on Earth.
Although Flint Monastery had just been destroyed, the coordinates were still there.
As long as Death Angel arrived at these coordinates at the appointed time, he could awaken even without Flint Monastery.
It's just… Death Angel, who looked about six or seven years old, had already arrived at the designated coordinates and was only waiting for the time to awaken, seemed a bit unwilling.
Death Angel strenuously struggled, trying to break free from the small space where Hawk had sealed him.
This made Hawk a bit puzzled.
He looked at the struggling Death Angel, his tone calm.
"You wanted to awaken, and I'm letting you awaken. What, now you're unhappy about it?"
"Heretic!"
Death Angel glared at Hawk: "I will not let your evil plan succeed."
He did want to awaken.
But was his awakening the same as the current awakening?
The awakening Death Angel wanted was to lead the Blood Angel with him after awakening, guiding the Lord's arrival, and then charging into Hell to restore the Lord's glory on Earth.
But now?
This heretic in front of him indeed wanted him to awaken, but only to use his awakening to bring about the Lord's arrival, and then counter-attack their Heaven Dimension.
Therefore—
"I'd rather die than comply!"
Death Angel roared, then used both hands to twist his head, preparing to forcibly separate his head from his body.
The next second.
He was completely frozen in place.
Hawk sneered.
"Die?"
"Don't worry."
"You will die."
As Hawk used his telekinesis to arrange the frozen Death Angel like a marionette, making him sit cross-legged and wait for awakening, he met Death Angel's shocked and fearful eyes, his tone eerie: "Once you awaken and guide Jehovah, that old geezer, to bring his home here, then you will die. I can guarantee that."
Bound and unable to move, with only his mouth capable of speech, Death Angel listened to Hawk's eerie tone, his voice hoarse and dry.
"Heretic, you wish. I will never let my Lord fall into your trap."
"Heh heh, that's not up to you."
Hawk, hands in his pockets, looked at Death Angel, who was putting on a defiant display: "Awakening is automatic, and your guidance of Jehovah is also automatic. So, my guide, the one who will lead to the Heaven Dimension's demise, you are destined to be."
He never fought unprepared battles.
He had asked Mephisto for all information about Death Angel back at the Hell Tavern.
Death Angel's awakening was automatic; as long as he was at the right place and time, he would awaken automatically, and no one could interfere.
Similarly.
After Death Angel's awakening, in order to notify the Heaven Dimension immediately, Jehovah had also made this notification automatic.
At the moment Death Angel awakens, relying on the energy of the awakening, the Heaven Dimension will be instantly notified. At the same time, the Heaven Dimension can follow the residual energy pathway generated by this awakening, expending a massive amount of its own energy, to shift the Heaven Dimension from any time and space, from anywhere, to the sky above the Planet where Death Angel is located.
Therefore!
All Hawk needed to ensure was to clear the area completely before Death Angel awakened, then capture Death Angel and wait for him to awaken.
"Soon."
"One more hour."
"You can do me a favor and awaken now, summoning Jehovah, that old geezer, over. In return, I can give you a quick Death."
Hawk smiled at Death Angel: "Or, I can wait another hour. Anyway, you'll awaken on time; it's a mechanism you can't stop. But if you insist on making me wait an hour, I can guarantee you'll experience the same Death as those two birdmen earlier, and after your Death, your soul will belong to me. I promise to give you an eternal punishment."
Bound and unable to move, Death Angel looked at the smiling Hawk, feeling a chill shoot up from his tailbone to his crown.
But… fear is a biological instinct, faith is the birdmen's hymn!
Death Angel suppressed the fear in his heart, glaring at Hawk, enunciating each word.
"You, wish, not!"
"Alright."
Hawk, hearing this, was also very straightforward, letting out a chuckle. Then, without even looking at Death Angel, he turned and his figure seemed to completely merge with the air, disappearing without a trace.
Death Angel remained bound in place, forcibly posed in a cross-legged, meditation-like posture.
In the silent night sky, the desolate wilderness, the lonely Death Angel's eyes darted around in fear and unease, trying to find Hawk's Shadow.
But Hawk had vanished.
Actually—
Hawk was not far away, also sitting cross-legged.
Since Death Angel was unwilling to cooperate, then so be it. His fate was already sealed, why waste breath?
At this moment, Hawk's mind ascended; he opened his eyes and examined his timeline.
If he had previously condensed his time, then now he felt a kind of smooth, rounded sensation of time fully enveloping him.
After butchering those two Blood Angel, Jack and Allen, with his thoughts flowing freely, even without trying, Hawk was confident that his speed could already break the light barrier.
But… just as Hawk was examining his timeline with a new perspective, from the future of his timeline, an unforgettable temptation once again emerged.
This temptation was far, far stronger than ever before.
In the future of his time, accompanied by a flash of the future, an indescribable feeling of regret, which could only be described as a lifelong regret if Hawk didn't look, or if Hawk cast his gaze upon it, arose.
Hawk almost instinctively wanted to shift his gaze.
However, at the last moment, with the Mind Stone reflecting through the Phoenix's Eye, and his own vigilance, Hawk closed his eyes at the crucial moment.
The next moment.
Hawk didn't hesitate, directly re-hiding his timeline deep within the cosmic Phoenix's phantom, once again transforming into a faint galaxy spanning his Universe.
He looked up at his hidden timeline, at the past already determined, but the future sparkling as if alive, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes flashing with a hint of vigilance and apprehension towards time.
No other reason.
At this moment, Hawk felt Time's malice.
Yes.
Malice.
Although the future was full of temptation, at the last moment, Hawk felt that chilling malice from time within the endless temptation.
It seemed, as if, time absolutely wanted him to take a look at the future.
If it hadn't been for the Mind Stone, combined with his usual calmness, he probably would have fallen into Time's trap just now, turning the future time had arranged for him into a past that was destined to happen.
"Hiss!"
"Speaking of which…"
"God King Odin and Ancient One didn't want to see the future themselves, but rather fell into Time's trap under this unparalleled, indescribable temptation, right?"
"But, why?"
Hawk, reopening his eyes in reality, his gaze flickering, his thoughts turning, pondered the reason for Time's chilling malice.
Forget it.
Ancient One hadn't retired yet anyway. After finishing things here, he would go find Ancient One again.
Adhering to the principle of "use it or lose it," Hawk quickly gave up his own thoughts, but after elevating his caution towards time to an unparalleled degree, he collected himself and focused his gaze on Death Angel, who was bound in place and whose expression was starting to look a bit off.
Because—
The time for awakening was drawing near.
At this moment, Death Angel, feeling a heart that seemed to be slowly accelerating its beat in the ethereal, struggled to suppress it, trying to delay this awakening.
If he could endure past the final moment of awakening, then he would be useless, and his Lord, Jehovah, would not fall defenselessly into the trap of this heretic.
Therefore—
"Ah—!!!"
Death Angel, bound in place, looked up, his expression contorted as he roared: "Heretic, come out! I will absolutely not let you succeed! The Lord's glory will utterly judge you!"
Hawk's figure—
No.
It was the Gemini Cloth, once again materialized by the Reality Stone, that appeared silently. Listening to Death Angel's roar, Hawk extended his right index finger through the air and pointed it at the contorted Death Angel's glabella, his voice cold and emotionless echoing in Death Angel's ear.
"I gave you a chance for decency, but you refused."
"In that case, so be it."
"I'll do it myself."
"Illusion Demon Fist!"
As Hawk's cold voice sounded, the index finger pointing at Death Angel's glabella glowed brightly.
The next moment.
Death Angel's entire body twitched as if electrocuted, making a crackling sound. His limbs went limp, and his contorted and restrained eyes gradually became vacant.
If Hawk's native constellation's Phoenix Phantom Demon Fist could only cause people to fall into illusions and perish within them.
Then—
The Gemini Saint Seiya's Illusion Demon Fist was an upgraded version of the Phoenix Phantom Demon Fist.
Illusion Demon Fist!
It was known as the legendary forbidden technique of the demon fist. While the Phoenix Phantom Demon Fist attacked the enemy's brain nerves, the Illusion Demon Fist could not only attack the enemy's brain nerves but also make the enemy obey the caster's commands as if hypnotized, allowing the caster to do as they pleased.
Hawk released Death Angel from his bonds, controlling the Gemini Cloth through meditation and then controlling Death Angel through the Illusion Demon Fist.
The next second.
Death Angel's expression was vacant, his eyes hollow, and he slowly stood up from the ground like a marionette.
Hawk looked up at the moonlit, starry night sky, his tone eerie.
"Jehovah…"
"Boom—!!!"
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