phisto has said many lies in the past.
Basically, out of ten sentences, uh, eleven are lies.
But this ti.
phisto looked into Hawk’s eyes, beating his chest and swore that he was absolutely serious this ti.
Indeed.
He valued the Planet of Life under his control greatly.
After all, souls pertain to the strength of each Death Domain, and also to the power of each Lord of Death.
But...
What Hawk offered was too much.
It’s nothing more than a re Planet of Life; with the Heaven Dinsion, I can go to the Multiverse and seize countless Planets of Life.
After all, there aren’t as many Divine Spirits there as in the Main Cosmos.
phisto thought with burning desire.
Then, while commanding his demon army to completely sweep through the Heaven Dinsion, he planned to refine it after finishing his conversation with his dear brother, and at the sa ti, a fawning smile appeared on his real demonic face as he bowed and invited Hawk to the Hell Tavern.
Hawk looked at the sowhat disgusting smile on phisto’s face, opened his mouth, but ultimately chose silence as his response, following phisto back to the Hell Tavern.
"Dear brother!"
"..."
Hawk saw phisto holding wine glasses in both hands, bringing them before him, ignored the affectionate address, and asked about the main issue.
He had left Earth for so ti, and Gwen was probably already worried.
So...
The sooner he finishes asking, the sooner he can return to Earth, where his sister awaits cloning and resurrection.
phisto didn’t continue to play gas. After pouring a glass of wine for himself and clinking glasses with Hawk to celebrate a bit of victory, he took a sip and then looked at Hawk, revealing why Hawk felt that ti was full of malice towards him.
"Because your tiline has already beco independent of the main multiversal ti."
"..."
Upon hearing this, Hawk furrowed his brows.
After his tiline contracted, from a theoretical standpoint, it indeed beca independent.
Simply put.
Swallow a Golden Core, my fate is determined by myself, not by heaven.
His act of contracting the tiline more or less ant this.
But...
His tiline still existed.
phisto shook his head.
"How much longer can it exist?"
"..."
Hawk furrowed his brows.
phisto chuckled: "Don’t look at like that, after your life level has upgraded to godhood, I have no malice towards you at all. I am a Dinsion God, but not a true God, I’m no fool."
Hawk took a sip from his glass.
"Then..."
"If I’m not mistaken, on your tiline, there must be a very long blank space in the future, right?"
"...Yes!"
Hawk had seen it when he was contracting his tiline.
If nothing unexpected happened, it was because he had already manifested the Phoenix Cosmos.
Naturally.
The ti of the Marvel Main Multiverse naturally couldn’t restrain him, the Main God of the Phoenix Cosmos.
Upon hearing this, phisto spread his hands.
"That’s why you feel ti is full of malice towards you."
"Soone does not allow for the ergence of another god transcending ti."
"...Ti?"
Hawk raised his sword-like brows and instinctively said, then a thought flashed in his mind and he looked towards phisto: "Eternal?"
As everyone knows.
Ti itself has no self-consciousness.
But the abstract embodint of all tilines in the Main Multiverse, Eternal, does have a self-consciousness.
And with self-consciousness, cos a sense of morality.
So...
After Hawk ntioned Eternal’s na, phisto gave a slight smile, didn’t speak, just took a sip from his glass.
He could say the na Eternal under normal circumstances.
But at such tis, he avoided it if possible.
Hawk’s tiline had contracted, but his own had not; if Eternal happened to be on this tiline and heard, it would be trouble for him.
Observing phisto’s behavior, Hawk’s thoughts turned.
"You just said not allowed to appear again?"
"Zeus!"
This could be said.
"As the ruler of the Olympus Universe, Zeus transcended ti."
"Like you, he was indifferent to the unknown future. To prevent Zeus from transcending, ti could only choose other targets to tempt Zeus by showing him a future where he would die, trying to make him see the future."
"The most renowned being the myth on Earth, where the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena, is prophesied to overthrow Zeus’s rule."
"But that’s a prophecy of ti, and prophecy isn’t an unchangeable past."
"So..."
"Zeus ultimately transcended."
At this point, phisto put down his glass, looked at Hawk, and smiled: "That’s why, over in Zeus’s realm, the Celestial God Team is only worthy of guarding the door, but in exchange, Zeus no longer involves himself in any ti within the Main Multiverse, so now Zeus pretty much lives with his doors closed."
Listening to this, Hawk was slightly stunned, involuntarily recalling the scene when he encountered Poseidon in the Atlantic Ocean and conversed with him.
"Uh..."
"What is it?"
"Not long ago, in the Atlantic Ocean..."
Hawk looked at phisto and described his recent eting with Poseidon in the Atlantic Ocean: "Poseidon said Zeus made a deal with the Celestial God Team."
phisto shrugged.
"That’s right, Poseidon is just a subordinate god."
"And you also know, Zeus’s wicked sense of humor."
"His favorite thing is to watch his brother Poseidon sent to the ocean, and his brother Hades sent to the netherworld, trying to contend with him but unable to succeed."
"..."
Hawk was silent.
He wanted to argue but then thought about the myths of Earth concerning Zeus’s wicked sense of humor, and felt phisto’s explanation was the most reasonable.
After all, Zeus could turn into a goat just to seduce won, so you can’t expect to view him with a normal person’s mindset.
"So, ti will try everything to tempt to look into the future, preventing from transcending?"
"Certainly."
phisto nodded without hesitation and then looked at Hawk: "But as long as you persist in not looking, you’ll be fine. Besides, you’ve already consolidated the tiline, so he can’t pinpoint you precisely, let alone the Celestial God Team."
Hawk instinctively nodded.
The next second.
He seed to think of sothing and suddenly snapped back, staring intently at phisto.
Eternal and the Celestial God Team can’t pinpoint him precisely.
But what if soone was a spy?
Like...
The Lord of Hell with no moral or ethical boundaries?
phisto t Hawk’s gaze, initially stunned, then seed to realize sothing. Instantly his expression darkened, and without hesitation, he raised a finger: "Death be my witness, today’s conversation will never be told to a third person."
Hawk heard this, and the murderous intent in his gaze softened.
phisto said helplessly: "Good brother, if I were to tattletale, I wouldn’t have told you so much, right?"
Hawk heard this and raised his eyebrows.
This is true.
But...
He believed in the weight of phisto’s oath by Death but did not believe in phisto’s unprovoked goodwill.
Especially since phisto had shown goodwill twice consecutively.
So!
"What do you want?"
"Hehe."
phisto rubbed his hands together, openly looking at Hawk: "If brother succeeds, I hope brother will lend a hand. Hades despises the Netherworld King, but I don’t. I promise to manage it orderly for good brother."
One sentence.
The Dinsion God, called a god but isn’t, even their own life and death authority is bestowed by Death.
So...
He desperately wants to beco a god!
Hawk listened to phisto’s words and couldn’t help but laugh aloud.
But this is very phisto.
If phisto had just said sothing like serving good brother without expecting a reward, Hawk wouldn’t say a word and would directly chop phisto.
After all, he had already killed one God today, and killing another Lord of Hell wouldn’t be a big deal.
But now...
"Alright."
"But don’t rush."
Hawk looked at phisto, whose face was as clear as day with ’Brother, I so want to advance,’ and smiled: "If you’re not afraid of Death bothering you, an Underworld King, I can afford to give."
phisto’s eyes brightened.
"Really, brother?"
"I never promise lightly. As long as you don’t betray , once it’s done, I won’t enjoy the glory alone."
Hawk smiled as he said, "Next, do these two things well, and I promise you the position of Underworld King."
phisto instantly beca solemn, looking at Hawk.
"Brother, say!"
"I don’t like darkness very much."
"Understood!"
phisto heard this, and with a quick thought, imdiately understood Hawk’s aning, nodding quickly, then seed to think of sothing and looked at Hawk: "Brother, the life and death authority of the Western Hemisphere..."
With a thought, Hawk directly returned the Western Hemisphere to phisto, only retaining that those who chant his na and those he kills will enter his netherworld.
After reclaiming the Western Hemisphere authority, phisto’s expression was serious.
"Brother, rest assured, from this mont on, no new darkness will be born!"
"Very good."
Hawk smiled brightly, then said: "I also don’t like ghosts very much."
phisto heard this and paused briefly.
But it was only one or two seconds longer than before.
Soon.
phisto also reacted and nodded emphatically once again: "Brother, I understand, just watch."
Hawk agreed with a hum, didn’t speak again, drank the wine in his cup, stood up, and walked toward the tavern’s door.
"Leaving."
"Brother, take care!"
phisto, already having called him brother, diligently escorted Hawk to the Hell Dinsion’s portal, watching Hawk transform into a rainbow heading towards Earth, shouting in the cosmos.
Boom!
Hawk broke through the atmosphere and, zero point zero one seconds later, directly appeared in the sky above a certain enclave within Italy.
The next second.
He made no hesitation and directly pointed with his right finger.
Light Speed Fist!
Then—
Bury the achievents and na deeply.
Turn around.
Walk away—
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