Yes.
Use Anya to command Hawk.
Is the probability high or not?
High!
From the mont phisto said he hoped Hawk would help deal with the Witch Heart Demon, Hawk was on alert.
He now seriously suspects that the notion that his sister’s soul is tainted with the aura of Helheim is purely phisto playing tricks.
This is just a little trick phisto is playing to ensure that Hawk will help him tackle the Witch Heart Demon.
As the saying goes.
Demons are not to be trusted, especially not the words of a demon leader; it’s best not to even trust a punctuation mark from them.
As if he wouldn’t offend a future Divine Spirit over an ordinary soul.
Ha ha.
This talk is only for listening.
If you take it seriously, you’ve lost.
Don’t say Hawk is just a potential future Divine Spirit; even if he were a true Divine Spirit, phisto hasn’t feared anyone.
This guy even dared to sche against Galactus.
Rember, Galactus is also one of the Creator Celestials of Marvel Cosmos, and a well-fed Galactus isn’t weaker than the other four Celestials.
Although Galactus has never been well-fed.
But...
Glancing through the pipe, one sees little.
phisto has even coveted the soul of a Creator Celestial, let alone a soul that isn’t truly a Divine Spirit but already holds the Divine Authorities of ’Immortal’ and ’Nirvana’.
Let’s put it this way.
If phisto hadn’t set his sights on his soul, he’d dare to offer his own head to phisto as a chamber pot.
And about how if he doesn’t prepare a body, phisto wouldn’t be able to resurrect his sister.
Other masters of Hell Dinsions may indeed not be able to resurrect without a body, but this master closest to ’Death’ saying they can’t resurrect without a body is pure nonsense.
As the saying goes.
You can’t trust even one word from demons.
So...
"Either phisto wants to see if he can use my sister to command Hawk, or he’s trying to trick into going to Texas to see if he can snatch away my soul."
"Hiss!"
Gwen listened to Hawk’s speculations, and involuntarily sucked in a cold breath, then frowned and said: "You’ve t him, he couldn’t take your soul, why would tricking you to Texas enable him to take your soul?"
Hawk said: "Texas is the closest place to the Hell Dinsion."
Moreover...
Texas not only has demons, but also has the Ghost Rider.
The pair of Eyes of Judgnt of Ghost Rider, probably only God knows if they would be effective against him.
In Hawk’s mind appeared the old face of Nicolas Cage.
Gwen heard this and felt a bit worried, looking at Hawk: "So what do you plan to do?"
Hawk snapped back to reality, eting Gwen’s gaze, and smiled slightly.
"Very simple!"
"I’ll create my own Netherworld."
Surely a Netherworld must exist.
Life and Death are at the core of any Cosmos’s authority.
Originally, Hawk was thinking about waiting until he understood the Seventh Sense, and his Little Cosmos completely transford into the real Phoenix Parallel Cosmos, then slowly proceeding.
Considering his Little Cosmos is quite barren right now, he’s not even touched the threshold of the Seventh Sense; discussions of building a dedicated Netherworld for his own Cosmos were unrealistic.
Moreover, before his Little Cosmos is materialized, it lacks the fundantal elents that constitute the material world.
But...
The appearance of the Witch Heart Demon and the Four Elents Demon stirred Hawk’s heart.
In short.
What are the basic elents that form the material world?
Earth, Water, Wind, Fire, and Ether.
Hawk currently already possesses Ether, and precisely because of this, he has the foundation to transform his Little Cosmos into a Parallel Cosmos.
But the Four Elents of Earth, Water, Wind, Fire?
The ergence of the Four Elents Demon has shown Hawk the hope that he can quickly enrich his Little Cosmos and reach the peak of the Silver Little Cosmos swiftly.
"If I could devour this Four Elents Demon."
"Plus the Reality Gemstone."
"The stars in my Little Cosmos would grow exponentially!"
"Furthermore... it’s not impossible to construct the Netherworld belonging to my Phoenix Cosmos ahead of schedule."
"Moreover..."
"Once I grasp the Life and Death Law myself, even if I currently only possess the Eighth Sense of Life and Death Walk, I could still go to Hell."
"The most important point!"
"Netherworld Armor..."
"It doesn’t require that many complex materials."
"Therefore!"
"phisto, you’d better not have any other sches."
Entrepreneurial thoughts ran through Hawk’s mind.
The next day.
Hawk purchased a ticket to Texas, then embraced Gwen, and boarded the flight to Texas.
Originally, he thought about directly breaking through the atmosphere to fly to Texas.
But...
Hawk had so lingering dregs.
He still wanted to make one last struggle, to see if he really had so special constitution that prevented him from leaving New York City by conventional modes of transport.
Hawk wanted to make one last attempt.
If this trip also had issues, then there’s nothing to say. If he leaves New York City again, he’d better just fly himself.
Then, shortly after he sat down and was looking out at the scenery through the window, he heard a voice that was sowhat surprised and curious.
"Hawk?"
"...Sharon?"
Hawk snapped back to reality, looking at Sharon who had just sat down next to him, and was slightly taken aback as she looked at him with an astonished expression.
"What are you..."
"Texas, vacation, what about you."
Sharon glanced around, ensuring no one was paying attention to them, and lowered her voice: "Why don’t you just fly over directly."
She was curious, given Hawk’s routine trips to Mars with Thor every week; flying to Texas by himself would be faster than taking a plane.
And it wouldn’t cost any money.
Of course, Hawk couldn’t tell Sharon he was doing this to verify his special physique. His mind raced and he smiled: "It’s a holiday, just thought I wouldn’t trouble you, so you wouldn’t co knocking on my door tomorrow, but never imagined I’d run into you again."
Sharon blinked.
She believed his explanation because she had no doubt that if Hawk flew to Texas today with a swoosh, she’d certainly be summoned to ask what Hawk was doing.
So...
Sharon nodded seriously at Hawk.
"Thank you."
"You’re welco."
Hawk smiled and said, then curiously asked: "By the way, you’re taking your vacation so late?"
Sharon replied calmly.
"My vacation was approved before the holiday."
"Then..."
"The day I went to your place to get Carrie, I went straight from the airport."
"..."
Hawk paused, then t Sharon’s sowhat resentful gaze and shook his head: "Well, sorry."
Listening to Hawk’s apology, Sharon’s little grudge disappeared instantly.
After all, although she couldn’t go to Texas for vacation imdiately that day.
But giving up sothing ans gaining sothing.
No matter if Carrie was intentionally entrusted to her by Hawk or not, anyway, the witch with dinsional potential was brought back by her, she thus received an award from the bureau.
Level 1, and an additional 10 days of rest.
Carefully calculating.
Clearly, she benefited.
Sharon smiled slightly and started talking about Carrie’s recent situation.
To sum it up in one sentence.
Carrie has been doing well these days, the witch advisor from S.H.I.E.L.D was very happy to take Carrie under her wing after learning she’s a Salem Witch.
"By the way, when I went to see Carrie a few days ago, she said after she completes the first phase of her studies, she wants to visit and thank you and Gwen."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I’ve been thinking about asking you next ti we et."
"Of course."
Listening to Carrie’s recent situation, Hawk felt sowhat pleased.
As stated.
Hell Witch entrusted Carrie to him; although long-term aftercare might not be possible, he could at least guarantee a year’s worth.
Soon.
The plane took off smoothly without encountering any problems, soaring high with a professional posture, piercing through the clouds and smoothly heading towards Texas.
After the plane took off, Hawk kept all his senses open until the plane finally crossed into Texas territory, only then did his heart relax.
Good.
Seems this ti if danger appears, it won’t happen during the flight.
It should be after getting off the plane.
As Hawk was pondering, he continued chatting with Sharon next to him.
Suddenly he was moved by Sharon’s ntion of so motorcycle stunt show.
"What stunt show?"
"This one."
Sharon found a brochure of Johnny Blaze’s motorcycle stunt show from her backpack and handed it to Hawk, recomnding: "This is the hottest show in Texas, Johnny Blaze, his motorcycle stunt show is wonderful, I specifically went to Texas to watch the performance."
Hawk took the brochure Sharon handed him.
Upon seeing it.
First sight was the unforgettable old face of Nicolas Cage.
Hmm.
Confird the look, it’s indeed Ghost Rider.
Hawk thought to himself, returned the brochure to Sharon: "Really? If I have the ti, I might watch it too."
Sharon took back the booklet, then suddenly lit up: "By the way, Hawk, this ti you’re going to Texas, is it..."
Hawk smiled slightly.
Right as he was about to speak, the plane, having been in descent mode, suddenly paused.
In an instant, various gasps could be heard inside the cabin.
Hawk’s heart tightened too.
The next mont.
He expanded all his senses, instantly covering every corner of the cabin at lightning speed, starting to investigate any potential danger.
Sharon initially was tense too, but after the plane resud stability, seeing Hawk’s serious expression, she thought he was not comfortable with flying, and laughed: "Hawk, relax, it’s just turbulence, it’s common when you frequently fly."
Listening to Sharon, Hawk thought about the peculiar energy fluctuation sensed just outside the aircraft with his senses, looked at Sharon, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth.
"Are you sure?"
"..."
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