"Hel, join us."
"You go yourself."
"..."
phisto, being called a rebellious child by Hawk, was completely thrown off by the red-hot provocation and roared as he planned to rally Hel to join the fight.
And then...
He was dumbfounded.
phisto seed not to hear clearly and looked at Hel.
"What did you say?"
"You go yourself."
Now without the black antler crown, only black hair falling over her shoulders, Hel looked at phisto with eyes sharp and cold: "Believe in yourself, you can do it."
When phisto heard this, looking at Hel who didn’t seem to be joking, his pupils shrank, he inhaled sharply, with a full expression of disbelief.
"You think he’ll spare you, we are allies."
"Sorry."
"What?"
"Words from demons are not credible."
"What..."
"Ha!"
phisto turned his head instantly and looked at Hawk sitting on the World Tree.
Hawk smiled, still in a pose of resting his cheek on one hand, as phisto saw, his right hand pointed at Hel and then introduced her to phisto.
"Oh, let introduce."
"Hel, Goddess of Death."
"My death!"
"..."
The already dead heart of phisto was now completely lifeless.
But!
"Impossible."
"I don’t believe it."
"Go to hell!"
phisto couldn’t hold back any longer, feeling completely turned into a clown at this mont, roaring, and swatting his fan-like hand toward Hel.
Wearing a dark green jumpsuit that outlined her agile and powerful figure, Hel raised her leg high directly.
In the next second.
Boom!
phisto, kicked away instantly, drew an arc in the air and fell far away, making a loud noise.
phisto struggled to stand up from the deep pit.
And then...
He saw Hel and Hawk standing side by side, one on each side.
Hel looked at the furious phisto expressionlessly.
With hands in pockets, Hawk looked at phisto with eyes full of helplessness for the rebellious child.
"Now you believe it."
"I..."
phisto’s heart turned completely grey, looking at Hel standing beside Hawk: "I don’t understand!"
Clearly, Hel was his ally, but why suddenly she beca Hawk’s ally in the blink of an eye.
Hawk looked at phisto, whose face was filled with a look of not resting in peace without knowing the truth, he smiled and turned to Hel beside him.
"Should we tell him?"
"Sure."
Hel looked at phisto with cold sharp eyes.
Hawk nodded, then looked at phisto in front of him, who was incredibly eager to know the truth, he shrugged.
"Because Hel is too."
"What?"
phisto instinctively thought Hawk was talking nonsense after listening to Hawk’s explanation.
But just as he subconsciously scolded Hawk.
He saw Hel, standing beside Hawk, suddenly flashed an evil smile at him and then her body transford into a blood-red light and dissipated.
In the next second.
Hel disappeared, and what replaced her position was a gemstone that looked blood-red.
Hawk took his right hand out of his pocket and opened it.
The blood-red gemstone fell steadily into his hand and then disappeared just like sinking into his palm.
phisto’s heart trembled violently.
"Reality Gemstone!"
"Yes."
Hawk put his right hand back into his pocket, smiling as he looked at phisto.
What Hel?
Where was Hel?
In fact, Hel did ally with phisto, planning to team up against him.
Unfortunately...
phisto mistakenly underestimated his intelligence.
Once again.
In the western system, concocting a "feast at Hongn" type of plot was incredible and unimaginable for the Westerners.
But for Hawk, whose soul cos from five thousand years of culture.
Put it this way.
Since phisto stabbed him in the back the first ti, phisto’s credibility dropped to zero for Hawk.
Unfaithful once, useless a hundred tis.
As the ancestors said.
But since phisto was willing to seek peace, then peace it was, and Hawk truly had no interest in making trouble for himself, such as taking control of Earth’s life and death authority.
Thus, he accepted phisto’s peace offer and watched phisto perform like a monkey before his eyes, satisfying phisto’s desire for a performance.
Similarly.
Hel, who allied with phisto, also overestimated herself while underestimating his speed.
Just as Hawk expected.
Hel didn’t give her all when fighting Surtur because the destruction of Asgard was inevitable; thus, she preferred to save her strength, planning to ambush Hawk with phisto and grow bigger, striking it rich again.
Unfortunately, Hawk was too fast.
Faster than imagination.
Question, when did Hawk beco the master of the World Tree?
The answer is simple.
At the mont he completed the successful ascension to the World Tree just before the Main Cosmos ti.
The reason is simple.
The World Tree was cut in half, although Hawk has now repaired it and it has beco the Phoenix Tree of the World Tree.
But now the World Tree is already Hawk’s Phoenix Tree.
The previous World Tree completely died at the mont it was cut in half.
So—
Hawk ascended to the World Tree in an instant, and with the nearly limitless energy from the Little Cosmos, repaired it instantly while sublimating it into the Phoenix Tree of the World Tree.
He is the Master of the World Tree, the new Main God of the World Tree.
Naturally!
Hawk has one hundred percent authority over the World Tree, including the divine authorities once scattered down by Odin.
Such as Thor’s divine authority of thunder.
But Hawk, upon retrieving it, imdiately granted the divine authority of thunder back to Thor.
Once again.
Public matters are public, private matters are private.
Hawk distinguishes very clearly.
He initially didn’t know about Hel and phisto’s alliance, but he beca cautious when Hel was beaten by Surtur as if a father was beating his daughter.
So, at the mont he ascended to the World Tree, he sensed that Helheim hadn’t really disappeared. The first thing he did wasn’t to return the divine authority of thunder to Thor, but to withdraw Hel’s authority over death, then grant Hel the true death.
Since Hel chose to feign death, then let it be real death.
What?
Keep Hel?
For what reason?
Beauty?
Sorry, Hawk has no interest in that.
Support?
That’s even less needed. Most importantly, Hawk doesn’t dare keep Hel by his side.
Hel dared to stab even Odin, much less him.
In short...
Hawk doesn’t need Hel, nor does he dare use Hel.
So!
Hel died, and to be safe, Hawk didn’t even keep Hel’s soul, directly scattering it, completely eliminating any possible future troubles.
As the saying goes.
No harm in being cautious.
Caution makes for a long-lasting sailing.
After dealing with Hel, Hawk then returned the divine authority of thunder to Thor.
This is why Thor felt his divine authority of thunder seed to have disappeared for a while.
The subsequent events beca very clear.
Hawk used the Reality Gemstone to manifest the Goddess of Death, Hel, and then used his Little Cosmos energy to create another self to lure phisto out while cooperating with phisto, they played this scene.
phisto listened to Hawk’s narration, his three-ter-tall demon body trembling uncontrollably.
"So... from the very start, you played ."
"Hey."
Hawk looked at phisto, whose face was filled with despair and resentnt, and listened to phisto’s accusation, directly refuting, "Rember, I gave you the opportunity, and it was you who didn’t want it."
phisto was extrely furious!
"You are playing ."
"Whatever."
Hawk, not wanting to explain further, casually said a sentence and then seed to rember sothing, looking at phisto, "But, thanks, Old Mo."
phisto’s angry expression froze.
"What?"
"Actually, I was in a really bad mood."
Hawk spoke the truth, "But just now, watching you perform this play, my mood improved sowhat."
Upon hearing this, phisto t Hawk’s gaze.
"Will you spare then?"
"Ha... Haha!"
Hawk was initially stunned and then burst into a bright smile.
Seeing this, phisto also squeezed out a smile, laughing along with Hawk.
But soon.
Hawk’s smile receded, his expression turned serious.
"No way!"
"What."
"I’ve given you too many chances, and it’s you who didn’t know how to cherish them. Even if it were my own son, if I gave him so many chances and he didn’t cherish them, I would kill him, once and for all, not to ntion, you’re not even my son, I’ve been very lenient with you."
Hawk felt he wouldn’t even give his own son a second chance.
If he were rebellious.
But...
Forget it.
Considering Gwen’s sake, he would give two chances, if not, Gwen would cause trouble for him.
Hawk’s thoughts turned in his mind accordingly.
Upon hearing Hawk’s words, the little hope phisto gained from Hawk’s laughter was completely extinguished.
In the next mont.
phisto growled lowly in anger.
"You think you can kill ."
"Unless you have so trump card."
"If you kill , Death will not spare you."
"Huh!"
Hawk, coming back to his senses, looked at phisto and snorted, responding, "This is my Cosmos, every law is within my grasp, your superior, Death, she cannot enter here."
phisto raised his voice, attempting to use Death to threaten Hawk, seeking a glimr of hope for himself.
"But outside..."
"Goodbye, Old Mo."
Hawk directly interrupted phisto’s words, raised his right hand, and then seed to recall sothing, his eyes brightened, correcting himself, "No, it’s never seeing you again, considering keeping you in my Netherworld is cumberso, so die."
Watching Hawk raise his hand, phisto’s expression changed.
"Wait..."
"Snap!"
"..."
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