Ever since Death Angel Danny appeared at the Texas Flint Monastery and awakened the source of Hell, Mephisto became aware of it.
However, when Hawk brought the news that the Death Angel would awaken on the 11th of Earth Day, Mephisto had already moved from behind Pluto towards Earth.
When Hawk attacked the Heaven Dimension, he had actually already reached Mars.
Then—
Mephisto saw Hawk, like a cosmic Superman, directly blasting into the Heaven Dimension.
He was stunned on the spot.
A person, running into Yahweh's stronghold?
"Hiss!"
"Brother."
"A blood brother, going to such lengths for him!"
After thinking of this, Mephisto's tailbone trembled, a tingling sensation rising to the top of his head. He then recalled his past attempts to harm Hawk, and even with his brazen nature, his face burned with some shame.
"Brother, rest assured, I will never fail you again."
"Just watch."
"Brothers..."
Mephisto took a deep breath, then let out a roar. When the Hell Dimension moved to the entrance of the Heaven Dimension, he led the assembled demon army, charging first into the gates of Heaven blasted open by Hawk, ready to assist his brother.
And then...
He was dumbfounded, and a thought floated into his mind.
What did you bring me here for?
Is this still the Heaven where milk and honey flowed?
Before his eyes!
The sky fell, and the earth cracked.
Truly, the sky fell, and the earth cracked.
The once-holy light in the Heaven Dimension's sky was now filled with endless cracks, and black flames still burned.
The entire Heaven's ground seemed to have endured an earthquake over magnitude fifty.
Mountains collapsed.
Rivers were cut off.
The Gospel islands that once floated above were like shattered blades piercing the plains below.
Countless bottomless chasms spread across the land, from which no longer gushed sweet springs, but chaotic and destructive energy currents and the ashes of destruction.
The rivers that once flowed with milk and honey and bore the Tree of Life were either buried by overturned mountain masses or exposed cracked and twisted riverbeds.
Meticulously sculpted jade staircases shattered.
Magnificent pavilions and towers turned into ruins, covered in black flames, burning into towering smoke pillars.
But what shocked Mephisto most were the corpses!
To be precise, the remains.
Countless charred remnants covered the entire world, also enveloped in black flames. As the black flames burned, the remnants gradually turned to ash.
As far as the eye could see, there were only broken walls and scorched earth mourning.
This doesn't look like Heaven.
It looks more like Hell than Hell itself.
As for Hawk—
He calmly hovered above the Heaven Dimension, his black, bright pupils like those of a cold, merciless god, watching and admiring the battlefield he had created with his own hands.
At that moment.
Hawk saw Mephisto leading the demon army charging in.
Mephisto also saw Hawk.
Their eyes met.
With a thought, Hawk's Black Phoenix Nether Armor flashed black. It transformed back into orderly Holy Armor behind him and was stored in the Netherworld's Holy Hall.
Gulp!
Mephisto withdrew his gaze, looking at the brutal battlefield visible to the naked eye. He swallowed his saliva, and his demonic wings danced behind him, swiftly ascending to Hawk's side.
"Those angels..."
"Dead."
"Yahweh..."
"Hung."
"And their..."
"Annihilated."
A question, an instant answer.
Hawk quelled the surging battle desire in his heart, and with a calm tone, recounted to Mephisto what happened after he came in. Then, looking at the increasingly dazed expression on Mephisto's face, he chuckled a bit: "Yahweh, that old thing, still wanted to scheme against me. Didn't he know that the last thing I'm afraid of are these low-tier schemes? By the way, old Meph, you know this best, don't you?"
Upon hearing these words, Mephisto shivered, shook his head, then looked at Hawk with a serious expression: "Brother, no, godfather, from now on, you will be my godfather."
Godfather?
Hawk was slightly taken aback, his face darkening as he looked at Mephisto who wanted to make him his godfather: "No, just call me brother, godfather isn't necessary."
Good heavens.
Even Lu Bu had some standards, at least a bit.
Mephisto...
This guy truly has no standards.
Hawk thought in his heart, looking at Mephisto intent on insisting, he hurriedly changed the topic: "By the way, just now..."
He explained how Yahweh had deliberately guided him to look at his future, and his own feeling of a malicious threat from the flow of time to Mephisto: "I always feel Yahweh was hinting not just at having seen the future, but also encouraging me to view my own future."
Indeed.
Yahweh hinted not just at having foreseen the future and thus leaving.
He was also implying that looking at the future wouldn't cause any issues.
Hawk felt something was off.
Just right.
Though Mephisto is the ruler of the Death Dimension, he's also one of the oldest existences and might know something.
Sure enough.
After hearing Hawk's account, Mephisto was initially surprised, then looked at Hawk.
"When you closed off your timeline, you didn't peek at your future?"
"No."
Hawk shook his head.
He seemed to consider it, but at that time, he also recalled The Ancient One's warning.
The past cannot be changed.
The future cannot be seen.
Additionally, he knew that once the future was seen, it would become the past; he preferred to forge a future one step at a time, relying on his own efforts, so he chose not to look.
Especially after time had displayed blatant malice, he had even less desire to see it.
At present—
Time more clearly showed its threatening malice against looking into the future, openly implying there was a trap ahead, and only a fool would fall for it.
However!
He didn't understand.
Why.
But Mephisto apparently knew something.
After Hawk finished speaking, a hint of realization appeared on Mephisto's face as he looked at Hawk: "No wonder that old coot, Yahweh, wants to entrap you as well."
Hawk's sword-like brows raised, looking towards Mephisto.
"Shall we go back to your tavern, have some drinks, and chat?"
"Sure."
Mephisto nodded, then glanced around at the shattered mountains and rivers before him, displaying a scene like the end of the world in the Heaven Dimension, and looked at Hawk: "Will you take care of this first?"
Hawk shook his head.
"No."
"What?"
Mephisto was slightly taken aback: "The Heaven Dimension was created by Eternal, with the capability to traverse the Main Multiverse, and you don't want it?"
Hawk nodded: "Yes, I don't want it!"
People who play belief games are all quite dirty.
Especially Yahweh, with continuous schemes; if Hawk was a bit less sharp or vigilant, a bit less calm, he would have already been caught in Yahweh's trap.
Therefore!
Hawk made up his mind; this time, he didn't need any spoils of war.
What if they're tainted.
Thus he eradicated Yahweh's soul, abandoning the countless angel souls in the Heaven Dimension, choosing to destroy them completely to eliminate any hidden dangers.
In a word.
He had long passed the phase of barbaric growth in building his empire.
Now Hawk was focused on maintaining and governing the world.
As everyone knows.
The establishment of a world, barbaric growth is irrelevant, everything is about getting stronger.
But in governing the world, having strength isn't enough; you also need intelligence.
S.H.I.E.L.D as a cautionary tale is quite obvious.
He didn't want a rat-tailed Heaven Dimension to ruin his great work.
Therefore…
Even though Hawk knew taking the Heaven Dimension could enhance his strength significantly, for the sake of stability, he'd rather choose not to.
Just like when he found out that the Blood God Dimension had been taken over by Yahweh, he also decisively abandoned the Blood God Dimension.
Seeking stability.
That's what he needs the most now.
Moreover.
At present, a boost in strength provides some help, but not much.
It's merely a matter of variables.
Hawk desires a qualitative change.
To materialize the Eighth Sense of his current Spiritual Phoenix Real Golden Cosmos.
This is what he truly wants.
Hawk thought, watching the stunned Mephisto, chuckling.
"If you want it, you can take it."
"Really?"
Mephisto, hearing this, brightened, looking at Hawk: "This is something that allows one to appear in the Main Multiverse, you really don't want it?"
The Heaven Dimension is indeed a good thing; once he had this, the great Master of Hell Mephisto could start conquering the Planet of Life within the Multiverse and no longer be confined to the Main Cosmos.
Hawk laughed: "I don't want it, but aren't you worried about taking this and attracting the attention of the Celestial God Team?"
This was also a reason for him not wanting the Heaven Dimension.
Taking the Heaven Dimension not only posed a risk of hidden threats, it could also attract the attention of the Celestial God Team or even Eternal.
Even if he feels no fear towards the Celestial God Team now.
Nevertheless…
Better safe than sorry.
Mephisto, hearing Hawk's words, chuckled, looking at Hawk: "Dear brother, if Yahweh has someone behind him, so does your brother here."
Hawk's sword-like brows raised.
Exactly.
Behind Yahweh is the Celestial God Team, behind which stands Eternal.
But Old Mephisto stands backed by Death.
In terms of relationship, Old Mephisto is on par with the Celestial God Team.
Hawk thought.
As for Mephisto's addressing him as dear brother or younger brother, he chose to ignore it.
"Alright, if you like it, take it."
"No problem."
Mephisto's eyes brightened, then looked at Hawk who handed him such a large cake: "Dear brother has helped me so much and given me such a big gift, as a previously ignorant younger brother, from now on, the power of life and death over Earth is yours, dear brother."
"Hiss!"
Hawk drew in a breath, surprised at Mephisto offering to transfer the power over Earth's life and death to him.
"Really?"
"Of course!"
Mephisto nodded firmly.
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