Strucker's Vibranium body was riddled with holes.
His right arm was gone, vaporized instantly by Hawk's attack.
Even his left calf was directly split open.
His head, in fact, was only half-left, as if someone had split it diagonally with an axe.
As for the nanobots that could instantly repair his Vibranium body?
Heh.
Before a Saint Seiya, especially a Silver Saint who was half a step into Gold, this was as ridiculous as saying the same move could hit a Saint Seiya.
However... Strucker was not dead; the Mind Stone embedded in his chest was still intact, emitting Mind power to stabilize Strucker's soul within his broken body.
Hawk grabbed Strucker by the neck.
"This scrap metal of yours is as ridiculous as your idea of holding my children hostage to threaten me."
"Ho ho ho..."
Strucker, whose neck was squeezed by Hawk, had a leaky, broken voice due to half of his head being cut off.
But he was laughing.
"You think you've won?"
"If I'm not mistaken, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s satellites should be watching here, right?"
"Your fiancée is watching too, isn't she?"
"What do you think she saw when you personally annihilated your three children?"
Strucker's half-remaining lips moved slightly, and the mask's single blue-glowing eye looked at Hawk, his leaky voice carrying a strange implication: "What do you think she's thinking after seeing you personally kill your three children?"
Hawk's golden pupils coldly stared at Strucker in his hand.
"So, this is your final plan?"
"Ho ho ho!"
Strucker's laughter had an electronic sound: "I'm looking forward to it, looking forward to the expression on your fiancée's face when she sees you."
New York S.H.I.E.L.D. Central Hub.
Sharon looked at Hawk, who was like the King of the Netherworld descending, on the big screen, and hearing Strucker's words, subconsciously looked at Gwen standing beside her.
Gwen seemed to catch Sharon's gaze, turning her face to meet Sharon's eyes.
"Gwen..."
"I trust Hawk."
"Hmm?"
Gwen withdrew her gaze, looking back at Hawk on the big screen, her expression gentle: "Hawk has never disappointed me."
Hawk's eyes narrowed slightly as he listened to Strucker's words.
Strucker laughed with a leaky sound.
But the next second!
Hawk's lips curved into a few sarcastic smiles. Then, the golden in his pupils faded, revealing his original, but now playful, azure pupils as he looked at Strucker in his hand: "Do you think I really killed those three children of mine?"
Strucker looked at Hawk's playful eyes, and his laughter abruptly stopped!
As he spoke.
An invisible streak of light whizzed, as if passing through the New York S.H.I.E.L.D. buildings on the ground, and landed with a whoosh in the New York S.H.I.E.L.D. Central Hub, bursting into a white light.
And after the white light flashed, two free-falling sounds immediately followed.
"Thump!"
"Ah! My back!"
"Hiss!"
"Wanda..."
Pietro, who reacted immediately after falling from mid-air and entered the speed space, held Jean while quickly helping Wanda, who had also fallen from the sky and was holding Billy and Tommy, to regain her balance.
Only S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Mark and another S.H.I.E.L.D. agent fell squarely on the floor.
The eyes of all the Agents in the S.H.I.E.L.D. Central Hub fell on the group, and the air was silent for a moment.
Then—
The surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. agents looked at Hawk, who was squeezing Strucker's neck on the big screen, then at the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents getting up from the ground, and Pietro holding Jean, and Wanda holding Billy and Tommy. After realizing what had happened, they immediately applauded.
Thunderous applause!
Sharon and Gwen also, at the sound of the landing, immediately pushed through the crowd and came before the group who had suddenly appeared in New York S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Officer!"
The two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, who had fallen unexpectedly, stood at attention subconsciously after getting up, looking at Sharon approaching.
Sharon's eyes widened, looking at the several living people in front of her with some disbelief.
After all... just a moment ago, she had personally seen Hawk crush the S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet, with the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent still in the cockpit.
The result?
Sharon suddenly remembered what Gwen had just said, and subconsciously looked at Gwen.
As she looked.
Gwen seemed to sense something at this moment and extended her right hand.
And as her right hand extended, immediately afterwards, tiny, invisible andromeda cloth particles continuously gathered into her hand from Wanda, Pietro, the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and from where the white light had just dissipated, like a trickling stream.
In the blink of an eye.
The andromeda cloth necklace had reappeared in Gwen's palm.
Only—
The andromeda cloth was now covered in dense cracks, and even its luster was completely gone, appearing dull and lifeless, no longer having the vibrant feeling it once did, completely transforming into a dead object.
Gwen looked at the andromeda cloth necklace, which had reassembled in her palm and looked as if it would completely crack with another light touch, and couldn't help but recall a past scene with Hawk.
That was after she learned that HYDRA was trying to replicate the saint cloth using fragments of Hawk's saint cloth.
Just as Gwen had very seriously told Hawk that he was no longer allowed to sell his blood.
Similarly.
Gwen had also very seriously told Hawk at the time that if his saint cloth ever shattered again, he shouldn't just discard it like he did in London.
Bring it back to her, and she would handle it.
Hawk remembered her words.
Gwen thought to herself, clenching the andromeda cloth in her hand, then turned to look at Hawk on the large screen behind her.
Hawk had also already sensed the information sent by the returning andromeda cloth Nebula.
Indeed.
With his current power, he was not enough to directly transport a few people back to New York City from over the Atlantic Ocean.
But... the power of the andromeda cloth itself, plus his power at the moment of his Little Universe's explosion, was theoretically possible.
Yes.
Theoretically feasible.
Theoretically, Hawk could use the power of his Little Universe's instantaneous explosion, with the andromeda cloth, which disintegrated into tiny fragments at that time, as a medium, to envelop the several people in the S.H.I.E.L.D. fighter jet, instantly raising his Sixth Sense, guiding the andromeda cloth, which enveloped the group, to be transmitted to New York S.H.I.E.L.D..
Hawk admitted he was taking a gamble.
Anyway, the situation was already bad, and he would never make an exception to let anyone think he could be threatened.
At worst, Wanda and Pietro and the three children would all reunite in the Netherworld.
After all, the Netherworld was his Netherworld.
So... take a gamble!
The results were not bad.
He won the bet.
Strucker looked at Hawk's playful eyes, a flicker of panic suddenly flashed in his heart, then he quickly reacted and looked at Hawk.
"You're lying to me."
"Heh."
Hawk listened to Strucker's words, pushed down his faceplate, looked at Strucker, who only had half a head left, then opened his left hand, directly grabbed the phone from under his underworld cloth, and called Gwen.
The call was quickly connected.
"Hawk..."
"Gwen, have they arrived?"
"They've arrived, seven people, all intact."
Gwen's voice came from the phone.
Strucker completely broke down.
"This is impossible! They're dead, killed by your fiancée."
"Hey."
Pietro's voice came from the phone: "Sorry, Strucker, we're not dead."
Strucker's mind crashed upon hearing Pietro's voice.
Hawk, on the other hand, hung up the phone, put away his cell phone, and looked at Strucker in front of him.
"I told you, your idea of trying to threaten me with children is ridiculous."
"Ho... ho... ho..."
Strucker stared blankly at Hawk, his laughter gradually becoming incredibly venomous.
"Hawk Phoenix."
"You won, but I will curse you in hell."
"Hell?"
"Heh."
Hawk looked at Strucker in front of him: "You can't go to hell, and, believe me, Death is not your end, but the beginning of my torment for you. You will suffer my torment forever in my Netherworld Prison."
With that said.
Hawk stopped talking nonsense, reached out, and his five fingers directly plunged into Strucker's chest.
The pain of his fingers piercing his chest made Strucker's voice ring out shrilly.
The next second.
Bang!
After Hawk's five fingers penetrated Strucker's chest, he grabbed the Mind Stone, and with a bang, he forcibly ripped out the Mind Stone embedded in Strucker's chest.
Then he released his right hand, allowing Strucker, whose life was on a countdown after the Mind Stone was pulled out, to free-fall towards the island below.
Boom!
The moment Strucker's broken body fell onto the island below, it kicked up countless dust, and his soul was also pulled into Hawk's Netherworld Prison at the moment of his Death.
Just as Hawk had said.
Death was not the end of Strucker's suffering, but the beginning of it.
Once things were taken care of here, Hawk would have plenty of time to chat with Strucker.
As for now.
The Mind Stone was the most important thing.
Hawk held the Mind Stone, which he had taken from Strucker's chest, in his right hand, examining it in his line of sight.
The rhomboid Mind Stone autonomously emitted a blue light.
The light was dazzling.
At the same time—
It was captivating.
Hawk found that simply holding the Mind Stone, the gateway to the Seventh Sense, seemed to have been shaken.
Indeed.
There is a path to the Seventh Sense, and the Universe is the way!
Hawk thought to himself as he felt the power of the Mind Stone.
Just then.
The sea around the island suddenly began to rumble and churn.
The next second.
A similarly venomous voice, as if from the abyss, resounded across the entire Atlantic Ocean!
"Hawk Phoenix—"
"I want you dead!!!"
"..." (End of Chapter)
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