Looking around.
At this very moment.
Over the Atlantic Ocean, at an altitude of thousands of meters where human traces are rare, Strucker was above, and Namo was below. It seemed as if they were ganging up on Hawk.
And Hawk was struggling to hold on.
"Jie jiejie!"
"Hawk, I want you to watch your children die tragically in front of you, just like I did."
"Ah!"
Strucker above roared.
After he discovered that Hawk was not as indifferent to the lives of the three children as he claimed, he became even more determined to slaughter them, and his psychic rays also became more violent.
"Hawk Phoenix!"
"You didn't expect me to still be alive, did you!"
"I'm not dead, but you're definitely going to die today."
Namor Mckenzie on the sea surface below followed closely, roaring with a ferocious expression, summoning wave after wave of sea dragons, constantly bombarding Hawk's psychic barrier.
He had almost died.
If it hadn't been for a giant sea beast nearby at that time, which helped him stall Hawk, giving him time to escape into a seabed crack, he might have truly died on the spot.
But even though he escaped then.
Upon returning to his underwater kingdom of Talokan, the moment his mind relaxed, he immediately fell into a coma, and his life entered a critical state.
Fortunately!
He had his Queen.
Shuri.
Shuri, who came from the Wakanda tribe, was given a heart-shaped herb by the dying old King as a dowry when she married, which she brought to the underwater kingdom of Talokan.
Shuri fed this heart-shaped herb to Namo, who was then critically ill and about to enter a long slumber to recover from his injuries.
Only then did Namo recover.
Having survived a great disaster, he was left with only one thought.
He didn't die.
Then Hawk must die.
Just right.
Namo remembered that when he fled back to the underwater kingdom of Talokan along the seabed crack that day, as he passed the Romanche Trench, he smelled the scent of Hawk's bloodline from a HYDRA Base located in the Romanche Trench.
Then—
Namo thus connected with Strucker.
Strucker had already thought that if Hawk could not be used by him, then he must be killed by him.
So, after meeting, Strucker and Namo, birds of a feather, hit it off instantly and formed a team.
Strucker wanted to use Namo to kill Hawk.
And Namo was thinking that he could use Strucker's plan to lure Hawk to the surface of the sea once again.
In the ocean, Namo considered himself invincible, and this time, he would not be found by Hawk and killed by his weakness.
This was also why Namo appeared here at this time.
Hawk, standing in mid-air, lowered his gaze and glanced at the still bleeding wound on his right shoulder, looking at Strucker, who was barking uselessly above, and Namo, who was raging uselessly below, listening to their useless declarations, he sneered directly.
"A piece of junk."
"A defeated opponent."
"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp."
"Just you two?"
"And me!"
Just as Hawk's words fell, a female voice, accompanied by a Vibranium fighter jet that appeared abruptly, emerged in the sky.
Immediately after.
One after another, Vibranium fighter jets, which looked very much like Wakanda craftsmanship, emerged from stealth mode and appeared in the air, all their weapon systems aimed at Hawk.
Hawk looked at the Vibranium fighter jet from which the voice came and saw the dark-skinned woman inside, glaring at him.
He looked at the dark-skinned woman who was glaring at him and smiled.
"Wakanda remnant, I was wondering when you would hide."
"My name is Shuri!"
Shuri in the fighter jet stared at Hawk, who was standing in mid-air, her eyes spitting fire, and she roared angrily: "You killed my father, killed my Mother, killed my brother, killed my people, my family was destroyed because of you, my tribe also perished because of you, I want you to pay for the blood debt."
Hawk's lips curved upwards: "Alright, I'll grant your wish, let you reunite with your family."
After saying that.
Hawk's six senses instantly swept across the entire Atlantic Ocean, and after confirming that there were no other unknown auras hiding in the dark, the moment his eyes closed, the wound on his right shoulder began to heal at a visible speed.
In the New York S.H.I.E.L.D. Command Center.
Sharon looked at this scene and then at Gwen beside her.
"Look, Hawk is indeed fishing."
"Mm."
Gwen, beside her, looked at Hawk, whose wounds were healing instantly after closing his eyes, and echoed with a nod, but still looked at Hawk on the big screen with tension and worry, then couldn't help but clasp her hands in front of her chest, silently praying for Hawk.
After all... Hawk's opponents this time were not just one, but three people.
Three against one.
Shameless.
So... Hawk, you must win.
At the same time!
Strucker, at the moment Hawk closed his eyes, sensed that something was wrong with Hawk.
He immediately roared.
"Fuck!"
"Namo, he's stalling for time to recover from his injuries."
"Stalling for time?"
Hawk had already reopened his eyes at this moment. Hearing this, he looked at Strucker above, and golden streams of light, like liquid, quickly covered his pupils.
A mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"I am indeed stalling for time."
"But..."
"This isn't for me, but to give you and this World a final chance to say goodbye."
"Strucker."
Hawk's voice was calm, and the moment his pupils completely turned golden, his left hand, aimed at the S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet, suddenly clenched into a fist.
Next moment!
Boom!
The S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet instantly exploded, turning into a fierce fireball. A Black Phoenix spread its wings and flew out of the fireball, carrying flames, and crashed into Hawk, instantly turning Hawk into a Pyro.
And the moment the flames adhered to Hawk, every piece of the black phoenix underworld armor had already fitted onto Hawk's body.
When the flames disappeared, accompanied by the descent of a black crystal-like face mask, Hawk had already donned the black phoenix underworld armor.
As for the S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet?
After the fire explosion, the S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet turned into a crumpled iron ball, which seemed to still be oozing blood as it fell towards the sea surface below.
Namo, standing on the sea surface, was shocked watching this scene.
Shuri, sitting in the Vibranium fighter jet, who was just about to pull the trigger and unleash her tribe's wrath upon Hawk, also froze for a moment.
As for Strucker?
His heart was even more turbulent, as if a monstrous tsunami had been unleashed.
Strucker stared blankly at Hawk.
"You killed your own child with your own hands?"
"Heh."
Hawk heard this, looked at Strucker, and chuckled softly, then his gaze fell on Shuri, who was frozen in the Vibranium fighter jet, his tone icy with an unprecedented calmness.
"In this World, no one can threaten me."
"However..."
"If I didn't act like I cared, these two enemies hiding in the dark wouldn't have obediently come to me to die."
"So..."
"I cooperated with you."
"Now, you're done fighting, it's my turn."
Strucker's expression changed instantly.
Namo, seeing Hawk, who had just finished speaking, swiftly darting towards his wife Shuri, quickly threw his trident towards Shuri's fighter jet while roaring: "Shuri, run!"
Too bad!
It was too late.
"Bang!"
"Get lost, this time I'm going to turn you into a pitchfork."
"Duang!"
The trident, attempting to intercept Hawk, was slapped by Hawk, making a buzzing sound, and once again flew backwards like a meteor in the opposite direction.
And Hawk had already arrived above the Vibranium fighter jet Shuri was riding in.
"Not good!"
"Princess!"
"Save the Princess!"
"Fire, fire!"
The black women in the Vibranium fighter jets, which were encircling Shuri's fighter jet in a protective formation, saw Hawk already stepping onto their Princess's fighter jet. After reacting, they immediately pulled the triggers of their weapons.
"Bang, bang, bang—"
"Tu, tu, tu—"
"Chi, chi, chi—"
Machine gun bullets.
Missiles mounted under the fighter jets.
And the laser weapons mounted on the Vibranium nose, now at full power, unleashed a barrage like a net from heaven and earth upon Hawk, who stood like a demon god on their Princess's fighter jet.
Namo on the sea surface roared even louder, soaring into the air like a cannonball, rapidly charging towards Hawk, who was already bent over.
"You dare—"
"Bang!"
Hawk responded to Namo's threat with action, directly smashing a punch through the Vibranium energy shield that Shuri had activated in panic inside the fighter jet.
Wakanda's Vibranium shield, he could break this thing even in the Bronze Age.
What's more, he was already halfway to Gold now.
A mere Vibranium shield, easily shattered with a flick of a finger!
The Vibranium shield shattered with a crash.
The moment Hawk broke through the Vibranium shield with hardly any hindrance, his punch had already shattered the fighter jet's windshield. Then, like an eagle snatching a chick, his right hand formed a claw, directly pinching Shuri's face, and he forcibly dragged her out of the fighter jet.
Shuri, her face pinched by Hawk's large hand, instantly screamed.
And Namo was already almost there.
But!
Hawk turned, pinching Shuri's face, and aimed her directly at Namo, who had already charged over.
Namo, holding the trident, instantly froze.
The other Vibranium fighter jets, seeing this, also quickly stopped.
"Princess!"
"Let go of our Princess!"
"Your Highness the Princess!"
"Shuri!"
Namo looked at Shuri, who was held in Hawk's hand, and roared at Hawk: "Let her go."
Hawk smiled.
He was thoroughly amused.
"Are you scared?"
"Let go of Shuri!"
Namo squeezed the trident, glaring at Hawk.
"Kneel!"
"What?"
Hawk's right hand, pinching Shuri's face, exerted a slight force, eliciting another scream from Shuri in his hand. The golden pupils exposed beneath the face mask looked indifferently at Namo in front of him.
"I said—"
"Kneel!!!"
"..."
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