Peter remained silent.
Thor felt somewhat awkward.
He had come down to stop Malekith, but upon arriving, he found that Malekith and Hawk, the one who had saved his girlfriend and also possessed the Aether, were not here.
It wouldn't be so bad if he were alone.
The problem was that there was a stranger beside him, and this stranger didn't seem to like talking to him.
Thor considered leaving.
But this was the node where the Nine Realms converged.
Although he didn't know where Malekith and Hawk had gone, if they had left from here, there was a high probability they would reappear here.
Thor thought to himself, glancing at the silent Peter beside him, and suddenly chuckled, "By the way, do you know Tony Stark? I fought alongside him in New York."
Mr. Tony Stark?
Peter's gaze shifted upwards, looking at Thor: "He's a billionaire."
Thor frowned.
"And then."
"I'm poor. I know him, but he doesn't know me."
"Hiss!"
Thor gasped at Peter's calm reply, then his eyes lit up.
He turned to Peter and said, "Hulk, you know Hulk, right?"
The Hulk who was killed twice by Hawke?
Peter looked at Thor with a strange expression behind his Spider-Man mask and nodded.
"Yes."
"Great."
Thor's expression brightened.
Just as he was about to tell Peter that he was also good friends with Hulk, three black Chevrolet SUVs drove up from the London police station behind them.
Natasha and Hawkeye got out of the black Chevrolet SUVs, glanced at Thor and Spider-Man, their good neighbor from New York City, standing by Stonehenge, exchanged a look, and then walked over.
"Thor!"
"Natasha."
Thor turned to see the familiar faces approaching, his eyes lighting up.
He greeted them and then continued to the silent Peter, "By the way, I'm not only Hulk's friend, they are my friends too. When your friend Hawke comes back, we can get together."
Hulk's friends?
Have a get-together with Hawk?
Peter's expression was extremely strange.
But he was wearing a hood, so even if he made a face, no one could see it.
Natasha's expression also turned strange upon hearing Thor's words.
She whispered to Thor, who seemed to have finally broken the ice because of the arrival of an acquaintance, "Um, Thor, Hulk is dead."
Thor's expression froze instantly.
He looked at Natasha: "What, dead? What happened?"
Natasha glanced at Peter Parker, who stood silently to the side, ostensibly Spider-Man, the good neighbor of New York City, but secretly Hawk's good friend, and then said to Thor: "Hulk killed Hawk's sister in his great battle with Abomination. At the end of last year, the year you left, Hawk found Hulk and killed him."
Thor gasped instantly, instinctively looking at Peter.
Peter met Thor's gaze, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Hiss!"
"Bruce is dead?"
"Uh."
Hawkeye thought for a moment, then explained the latest timeline to Thor: "He wasn't dead at first, but later Betty Ross tried to kidnap Hawk's girlfriend to avenge her father, then she was exposed and killed by Hawk. Afterwards, Dr. Bruce Banner went to Africa to avenge his wife, found Hawk, and died there too."
Hawkeye paused, looking at Thor's somewhat confused expression, and added, "Hulk and Bruce are both dead."
He and Natasha had just returned from Africa to rest, so they knew about Hawk's epic battle with Hell Hulk on the African savanna.
While resting in London, they received news from S.H.I.E.L.D. that Thor had appeared at Stonehenge, which was why they rushed here.
Thor listened to Hawkeye's explanation, his eyes filled with confusion.
He felt like he'd only been gone for a year, but listening to Hawkeye's explanation, it felt like he'd been gone for much longer.
Hulk is dead?
So suddenly?
Thor realized what was happening, shook his head, and looked at Natasha: "So, what's Hawk's background? Is he some kind of god's illegitimate son?"
He had dealt with the Hulk before, so he knew the Hulk's strength very well.
In short,no human on Earth could defeat the Hulk.
Unless it was a demigod, after all, he had told his father that long ago, the gods of the universe liked to come to Earth to find human women for a beautiful encounter.
Wasn't he doing the same thing?
Natasha opened her mouth, just about to tell Thor that Hawk was just an ordinary person, but they didn't yet know the source of Hawk's power.
Suddenly.
A powerful surge of energy erupted from Stonehenge.
The next second.
Boom!
Hawk, bathed in the magma of Muspelheim, the realm of the fire giants, suddenly appeared from Stonehenge, then crashed to the ground like a meteor, leaving a trail of fire about one kilometer long on the grass.
At the end of the flames stood Hawk, his Saint Cloth now dimmed, cracked, and shattered.
As for Malekith?
He wasn't faring much better; previously only his left cheek was disfigured, when he reappeared, his right cheek was also disfigured.
But compared to Hawk, whose Saint Cloth was shattered, he was clearly in the stronger position.
"Little one."
"Hand over the Aether."
The completely disfigured Malekith had lost all his gentlemanly demeanor.
The energy fluctuations of the Nine Realms' convergence were growing increasingly intense.
If he couldn't use the Aether to plunge the entire Nine Realms into darkness at the moment of convergence, he would have to wait another thousand years.
Hawk struggled to his feet, blood trickling from his forehead, as he watched Malekith approach.
His answer remained the same.
"Unless you kill me."
"Fine, I'll grant your wish!"
Malekith gritted his teeth, a ferocious smile flashing across his disfigured face.
He opened his right hand, and between his fingers, aether particles pulsated like a dark red heart.
Thor, recovering from his shock, roared,
"Malekith!"
He gripped Mjolnir, roaring at the appearing Malekith, then leaped forward, aiming a punch at Malekith who appeared before Hawke, intending to perform brain surgery on him.
Hawke's right fist lashed out.
Not at Malekith, but at Thor, who was leaping through the air.
Boom!
Malekith froze.
Peter froze too.
Natasha and Hawkeye were also stunned by what they saw.
Not to mention Thor.
Thor landed, his armor still bearing the marks of several punches, and roared at Hawke, "What are you doing!"
Hawke, expressionless, looked at Malekith before him and answered Thor's question.
"He's mine."
"You want him?"
"Get in line."
He'd fought his way up this far.
Stealing his kill?
How could he allow that?
Hawke said, glancing at Thor, then with a thud, he stomped out a deep crater and launched another attack on Malekith.
"Come fight!"
"Hehehe, you asked for it."
Malekith, his face completely disfigured, grinned savagely, looking at Hawke's attack as if he were already dead.
He clenched his right fist, filling it with aether particles, instantly solidifying the air around Hawke upon contact.
In that moment of Hawke's slowed movement, Malekith's aether-particle-covered fist slammed into Hawke's Saint Cloth breastplate.
Crack!
A crisp sound of armor breaking rang out.
Pfft!
Hawke's face flushed red, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Boom!
Hawk was sent flying backward once more, his upper body's Cloth completely disintegrating, falling like a dead firefly as he hurtled backward.
Malekith had used Aether particles to modify the durability of Hawk's Cloth, changing it from 'indestructible' to 'as fragile as a mirror'.
A true Gold Cloth wouldn't behave this way.
After all, a true Gold Cloth possesses the power to withstand the sun's flames for hundreds or even thousands of years.
This is why Gold Cloths are golden.
The gold color of a Gold Cloth is the light of the sun; if Malekith wanted to modify a true Gold Cloth, he probably couldn't do it even if he drained him dry.
But the one Hawk was wearing?
It looked golden, but its underlying structure remained unchanged.
So the Cloth collapsed!
Bang!
Hawk, sent flying again, didn't hit the ground; instead, his feet touched the ground, maintaining a standing posture.
But the mournful sound of the Cloth shattering, the excruciating pain of his body being torn apart, were now transmitted with crystal clarity into Hawk's mind.
His upper body, riddled with countless wounds after his Saint Cloth shattered, was oozing blood that shimmered like gold and stars.
Thump!
Thump!
Hawk could even feel his heartbeat slowly decreasing.
This reminded him of the time at the bottom of Lake Culver, when he was almost forced into Nirvana by Hulk.
But that time it was a near miss.
This time, it was truly Nirvana.
In his cosmos,the phantom of the phoenix appeared, its wings spread, burning with raging flames.
The Nirvana process had begun.
Butwhat happened to the supposed enlightenment of the sixth sense between life and death?
I'm about to die, where's my sixth sense?
Even though his life was nearing its end, Hawk felt no fear of death.
Perhaps it was because he knew he wouldn't die, so this didn't count as being between life and death.
Hawk's thoughts raced in his final moments.
Finally, with his blood-blurred eyes, he laboriously looked up at Malekith and sighed.
Peter, watching the battle from a short distance away, felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
The next second,under the watchful eyes of Malekith and the others, Hawke closed his eyes.
The next second!
The very instant he closed his eyes,something unexpected happened!
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