Reed Stacy observed the expressions of those before him, a chill rising in his heart.
Once again.
If he hadn’t been forced into it, he wouldn’t have wanted to beco this President.
This is the truth.
Although he considered himself not a good person, it’s quite normal. After all, who can be a good person and a politician at the sa ti?
But Reed believed that, at the very least, he was a person with principles.
This could be seen from the support he received from voters in his district.
The voters trusted him.
He did not betray the trust of his voters.
It was all a transaction.
Reed Stacy believed in the spirit of contracts, just like his agreent with Hawk this ti. Although Hawk stated it as an ultimatum, to Reed Stacy, it was nothing but a transaction.
A transaction where the Stacy surna was the bargaining chip.
After all, Hawk ntioned that he made the offer only because of Reed’s Stacy surna.
So—
If he let down this choice, then the Stacy surna would be dead in Hawk’s mind.
Though Reed didn’t quite understand why he should care about this.
But he understood politicians.
So things cannot be taken at face value.
On the surface, these people present seed to seek his opinion and follow his direction, but in reality, they were looking for a scapegoat.
If Hawk died, everyone would be happy, and those hiding in their safe houses, involved in the sche to hunt down the Demon King, and their sponsors would be grateful.
But if Hawk did not die, the bla would fall on him, this President, and these people in front of him would have no hesitation in throwing him under the bus.
Thus, Reed could not be bothered to argue, and clearly stated his opposition to the decision. But if they wanted to wager their lives and the Federation’s fate on whether Hawk was dead or not—
They were free to do so, but he would not participate.
He insisted on fulfilling the contents of his deal with Hawk. If Hawk was dead, he would at most be removed from office.
Anyway, he had been pushed to this position against his will, so being ousted wouldn’t be a loss.
But if Hawk wasn’t dead?
Reed believed the Stacy surna should be able to protect himself, his wife Helen, and his ten-year-old daughter Gwen.
The crowd fell silent once more, exchanging looks.
Gamble with their lives?
No way.
They had the courage to gamble with other people’s lives, and a lot of it too, but using their own lives?
Sorry.
Their lives were too precious.
However, if they won the gamble, the rewards would be substantial.
The people present hesitated.
They hesitated whether Hawk was truly dead or not.
While these people were speculating on whether Hawk was dead, Hawk had already arrived at Hell’s tavern, drinking with his long-lost friend.
Not quite right.
More accurately, it was a friend of sorts.
phisto, the Hell Monarch of this universe, was not the sa phisto as in his own universe.
"You look just like the Old Mo I knew."
"There are differences."
This universe’s phisto lifted his glass, smiling at Hawk, clinking glasses, "I should be more handso than him."
Upon hearing this, Hawk looked at the phisto before him, his expression serious, "Now I’m sure, you two are the sa."
The sa with not a truth in their mouths.
phisto naturally understood Hawk’s expression, laughed aloud, clinked glasses with Hawk again, and said joyously, "Welco to my Hell, Main God Phoenix, are you ready to face your death?"
It was known to all.
Each Main God had their own world beyond death. Even if they died, they would still exist in their residing cosmos.
Just like Odin, who died on Earth, but didn’t go to the Hell Dinsion where Earth is, instead returned to the Heroic Spirit Hall at the World Tree.
So according to this theory, if Hawk died, he should return to his own Netherworld.
However, Hawk ca to phisto’s Hell Dinsion.
This was because Hawk didn’t accept his Phoenix Cosmic Power, yet again:
To be reborn in death.
Only by bearing the death will, can he be reborn in death.
If upon death, he returned to his own Netherworld, there would be no death will.
So!
In order to be reborn in death, Hawk had to make a trip to phisto’s Hell Dinsion.
Listening to phisto, he downed the bourbon in his glass and looked at phisto, smiling, "The Old Mo I knew, his world of death was a repetitive cycle of the world just before death. I’m curious, is yours the sa here?"
In Hawk’s original cosmos, each soul that went to phisto’s hell would be stuck in a repetitive cycle of their pre-death world.
Dying over and over, extracting the soul’s Power Of The Soul through this thod.
So Hawk was very curious if it was the sa here.
phisto bead brightly.
"A surprise, Main God Phoenix, save so for surprises."
"Alright then."
Hawk heard this and placed the wine glass in his hand on the table.
The next second.
Just as he was about to say what he had prepared, suddenly, the scene reversed, and in the blink of an eye, it seed as if the world had changed.
A bustling street.
A noisy crowd.
And...
Two monsters fighting in the street.
Hulk and Abomination.
"This is——"
"My place of death is not the last world for every soul."
phisto’s voice appeared in Hawk’s ear, and as Hawk’s gaze fell on his sister Anya, who was buried in the rubble not far away after the dust cleared, the tone was gloomy: "The souls that co to recur in their greatest regrets."
Hawk’s gaze was fixed on his sister Anya, trapped in the rubble. Even though he had already resurrected his sister, seeing this scene still caused a pang of pain in his heart.
He listened to phisto’s explanation without refuting.
Because Anya’s death was indeed his greatest regret.
"So how do I get out?"
"Hehe."
"No one can walk out of regret, just like I know that with your ability, you should have resurrected the woman who died in front of you, but this scene still appeared. Clearly, this remains your greatest regret, even if you resurrected her, it’s still regret, so..."
phisto chuckled softly, paused after saying this, and then spoke with a light tone: "I gladly accept your soul. Here, be lost, here, be consud."
Just as his words fell, the previously still world suddenly started to move again.
The roaring sound of Hulk and Abomination fighting.
The sound of buildings collapsing.
And the screams of the fleeing crowd.
Also...
"Anya!"
Hawk looked at his sister Anya trapped in the rubble, feeling a sharp pain in his heart. Almost instinctively, he ran against the crowd to reach his sister Anya, trying to save her from the debris.
And at this mont.
Hulk roared, grabbing a car and preparing to smash it at Abomination, but Abomination dodged it, causing it to crash into a building and the outer wall to collapse.
Hawk looked up at the descending slabs, then looked at the rubble below, where his sister, who was knocked unconscious but not actually dead, lay. His eyes flickered.
This was the fundantal reason why his sister’s death was his regret.
Because initially, his sister hadn’t died on the spot, just passed out. Anya died when the building collapsed a second ti.
The first ti, Hawk chose to give up the chance to save his sister Anya and chose to retreat.
It was that retreat that cost him his sister.
Although it was an instinctive act at the ti, after all, he was just an ordinary person with no ability and no ti to save his sister before the slabs fell.
But that’s the regret.
The regret that Hawk hid in his heart, even though he had resurrected his sister, the reason remained.
Because a question kept echoing in Hawk’s mind.
What if?
What if he had the ability and the chance to save his sister at the mont the building collapsed? Would the story have been completely different?
And now the opportunity has co.
Although this is just an illusion of Hell’s regret, Hawk still wants to try.
Just like he said back then.
Envy his great power?
No need.
It was exchanged for his sister. If he had the choice, he would rather choose his sister.
Therefore!
In a flash, Hawk withdrew his gaze from the descending slabs and looked at his sister, who was half-buried in the rubble. He took a deep breath and chose another approach.
He no longer retreated but tried to save his sister by himself.
The outco was predictable.
The descending slabs hit the area where Hawk and his sister were like a cannonball, and the massive impact caused Hawk to vomit blood with a pale face and fall onto the rubble. Then they were buried by the crashing slabs.
Hawk died once more.
But in the blink of an eye, everything returned to the scene Hawk initially saw.
The monsters fighting, buildings collapsing, people fleeing, and the mont when his sister, who had passed out, called out "brother."
As Hawk reacted, he once again chose to rush against the crowd towards his sister as fast as possible.
And then got killed by the falling slabs once again.
Hawk tried again and again to rewrite the outco, only to be killed by the falling slabs ti after ti.
But the price?
At ho at Palm Street No. 521A.
After Wanda brought Hawk ho, Jean kept watching her father Hawk, who Wanda placed under the sycamore tree in the backyard, with a worried expression.
She wasn’t sure if it was an illusion.
Jean suddenly felt sothing.
Her father.
Hawk was disappearing rapidly!
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