The Ancient One ca quietly.
Just as she left quietly.
Hawk couldn’t really keep the Ancient One, after all, in her words, she had to go back and tidy up the tiline disrupted by so little brats.
He felt a bit guilty.
It was like when a teacher visits your ho, you naturally hope the teacher leaves soon.
But...
The Ancient One’s visit did explain to him why Doctor Strange could reverse ti.
In fact, it’s not quite Doctor Strange reversing ti.
At least in the future, Doctor Strange won’t be able to reverse ti like this.
This ti, Doctor Strange mainly benefited from the energy surge when Earth’s tiline rged with the Marvel Main Cosmos.
To put it simply.
It was a harmony of ti, place, and people that allowed Doctor Strange to seize a loophole in the gap between new futures and pasts, thus restoring Hong Kong Island to its undamaged state.
But this opportunity is a rare encounter, not sothing that can be sought intentionally.
There won’t be a next ti, and even if there is, Doctor Strange won’t be able to reverse ti and still remain so lively.
Hawk has to go through formal procedures to resurrect soone, like using technology for cloning and then retrieving the soul from Hell.
What Doctor Strange did was essentially snatching soone from phisto’s hands.
After the Ancient One left, Hawk contacted phisto, who had engulfed the Heaven Dinsion and recovered to his peak, to inquire about the matter.
After all, Earth’s souls belong to phisto.
He was curious if phisto knew about this.
The answer was affirmative.
phisto’s response was quite interesting.
phisto initially thought soone forcibly taking a soul from his Hell was Hawk. He intended to ignore it until he realized it wasn’t Hawk, at which point he was furious and prepared to show the thief a lesson, but then he received a ssage from his superior.
"Let go!"
"Let go?"
"Yes, if I had to guess, it ans my devouring of the Heaven Dinsion offset the Earth’s ti reversal, and that’s the end of it."
"Did Eternal find Death?"
"Ha."
phisto laughed heartily, then languidly said, "Brother, don’t be like that. Even though your tiline is independent and they won’t feel it, we still have to be cautious, especially since our Cosmos hasn’t erged yet, don’t you think?"
Don’t bla him for being so obsequious.
Any Dinsion God would act this way if given the opportunity to beco a ’God of Death’ in a brand new Cosmos.
Progress, after all, is nothing to be ashad of.
In a way, ever since receiving a promise from Hawk, phisto perhaps hoped even more than Hawk for the ergence of the Phoenix Cosmos.
Hawk smirked but moved past this topic.
"What else did your boss say?"
"Nothing, just that one sentence."
"Alright then."
Upon hearing this, Hawk ended the call with phisto, standing quietly on his Ti Galaxy.
He actually didn’t concern himself with Earth’s ti rging into the Marvel Main Cosmos or Doctor Strange’s ti reversal.
Hawk was only concerned about one thing.
When the new past was generated, where did ti, this Eternal, take his good friend Peter Parker and his family?
Surely they can’t just disappear.
If that’s the case, then he will have to...
Hold on.
Godson.
His godson, Ben Hawke Parker.
Hawk suddenly thought of the Northern Cross Holy Armor pendant he had given his godson during his baptism, advising Peter not to touch it.
His gaze instantly turned to the glowing Northern Cross in his Little Cosmos.
Swan!
The next mont.
Hawk’s figure completely vanished into the Cosmos behind him, followed closely by the formation of the current Cosmos, with the Phoenix’s figure coalescing into a solid form, looking towards the Northern Cross.
Whizz, whizz, whizz—
Light receded rapidly within his golden pupils.
Hawk’s pupils shone with gold, and bubbles ford from Parallel Cosmos flashed past his eyes.
Soon.
With the light of the Northern Cross that connected with his Cosmos guiding him, Hawk’s gaze shot through a cosmic bubble, landing on Earth, piercing through the atmosphere, then finally settling in Osborne Manor on the outskirts of New York City.
His gaze traveled through the manor.
Ultimately!
Hawk saw Peter and Felicia in the manor, seemingly having a low-voiced discussion about so sudden change.
And...
His godson, Ben Hawke Parker, who was holding the Northern Cross Holy Armor necklace, yet unaware of what had just happened.
Just as Hawk was about to speak.
Boom!
His Sixth Sense flared, instantly retracting his gaze, then seeing a temporal trap attempting to counter his Ti Galaxy.
Hawk laughed.
"So, it’s aid at , is it?"
"Seeing that I refuse to submit and play along with your script, you throw this at ."
"You know my ti is contracted, the past is fixed, you cannot erase those from the past who have intersected with ."
"So you sent them to the Parallel Cosmos."
"And then you thought I’d be anxious, go looking for them, so you ambushed there."
"Let guess, once I just projected over, you would imdiately show the future images, right?"
"Sss!"
"I’m giving you a choice now."
"Bring my Peter Parker back. I’ll pretend nothing happened, and you can still take the World Tree Cosmos tiline into your pocket, turning it into another of your Multiverse."
"..."
After Hawk finished speaking, he calmly looked at his Ti Galaxy, and after realizing it, he retreated back into the future ti trap once again.
The ti trap remained motionless, attempting to disguise itself as a dead object.
"Alright!"
"We’ll see."
Hawk laughed, but didn’t care much, and after leaving a harsh word, he centered his mind and slowly opened his eyes.
And then...
Back ho, Gwen, who had been at the bar, was looking up so information on the computer. Hearing the noise, she turned her head to see Hawk opening his eyes on the sofa, and her eyes lit up.
"How is it?"
"Peter is no longer in this Cosmos."
"What do you an?"
"A new future, a new past."
Hawk briefly recounted his conversation with The Ancient One, who had co from the future, in the Phoenix Cosmos.
After Gwen listened, her expression beca quite interesting, then she gritted her teeth.
"Damn ti."
"Hmm, you’re right. It will eventually pay the price for this."
A gentleman takes revenge, no rush even after ten years.
Back then, Hawk had persistently fought for four years to avenge his sister, and he finally succeeded.
He’s not a fool, never doing dumb things like seeking revenge without enough strength.
Hawk has already marked the Eternal of ti on his little notebook, waiting for the mont when he becos strong enough.
Heh.
The Eternal of ti will know his anger not only has intensity but also force.
However...
Gwen frowned: "Didn’t The Ancient One ntion sothing about it being a Peter we don’t recognize?"
Hawk shrugged: "She ant to say."
Gwen blinked, looking at Hawk, who fell silent after saying this, and glared at him.
"And then?"
"She hurried back to the future to fix the tiline ssed up by so little brats."
"ssed up..."
Gwen heard this, opened her mouth, then looked at Hawk sowhat speechlessly: "I an, you almost got played by ti, and in the future, can’t you manage the ti well? How can you let so little brats ss up the tiline, and ti should be sacred. How could those brats..."
Hawk interrupted calmly: "The Ancient One said, they are our children."
Gwen, who was rambling on, raised her eyebrows instinctively with an ’oh,’ then t Hawk’s seemingly amused gaze, couldn’t help but cough, and adjusted the hair that fell to her ear, her voice sowhat aloof.
"Really?"
"Yeah, you really should educate our children better, in the future."
Hawk said expressionlessly, then walked behind the bar, opened the cabinet, and took out a bottle of Thunder Bourbon that phisto had given him this year on the first day of the year to celebrate his coming of age.
This year he turned twenty-one and could drink legally.
Just then.
Gwen, sitting on a high stool with her back to Hawk, suddenly seed to think of sothing, turned around, and stared intently at Hawk pouring wine for himself.
Hawk remained expressionless, leisurely pouring himself a drink.
Abruptly.
"Hawk."
"Hmm."
"The wine’s overflowing."
"Oh, sh*t!"
Hawk realized it, quickly raised the bottle, and grabbed a towel to wipe the bourbon spilled on the counter.
Gwen smiled, corners of her mouth upturned: "What exactly did The Ancient One say, Hawk."
Hawk glanced up: "What do you an, just what I said."
Gwen didn’t speak, using her gentle eyes that seed to see through Hawk’s soul, she stared at him.
Their eyes t.
Hawk opened his mouth, admitting defeat first, held his glass, and while drinking, said softly: "The Ancient One said you were going to manage it, but I stopped her, saying that children’s playfulness is natural, anyway, if the tiline is ssed up, there’s the God of Ti to sort it out."
Gwen burst into laughter on the spot.
"Well, that’s your problem. Why push it on ? I just thought it was unlikely. If it were my teaching, I definitely wouldn’t have educated our children to be brats."
"Alright, I was wrong."
Hawk decisively chose to apologize.
Gwen shook her head: "You were indeed wrong, so now you know, in the future, when it cos to educating our children, you’re not allowed to intervene."
Hawk blinked, didn’t respond, set down his glass, looked at Gwen, and changed the subject.
"Let’s go."
"...Where to?"
"Aren’t you curious who Peter Parker beca in the new past?"
"..."
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