"In the name of Death, I swear that in the war between the Heaven Dimension and the Hell Dimension, as long as I stand in your camp and help you thwart the plots of the Heaven Dimension, from now on, the souls of all the life I kill shall belong to the Netherworld."
Hawk smiled as he looked at Mephisto.
Though Mephisto had promoted the African slave trade, which he quite appreciated.
But that was personal interaction.
Hawk had always distinguished between public and private matters.
Mephisto looked at Hawk, who wanted him to swear in the name of Death.
"...You don't trust me?"
"Once again, Old Meph, you're already on my list of untrustworthy individuals. Frankly, I'm really scared of working with you; even my fiancée thinks it's not a good idea, but I'm still willing to give you a chance. You should thank me."
Hawk spread his hands, looking seriously at Mephisto.
Mephisto looked at the earnest Hawk asking for thanks, his eye twitching uncontrollably as he questioned.
"Thank you?"
"You're welcome."
Hawk smiled as he accepted the phrase.
Mephisto's eyelid twitched more severely.
"That wasn't a statement of affirmation."
"I know."
Hawk nodded, then picked up the champagne in front of him, stood up from the high stool, and urged Mephisto: "Hurry up and swear. Once you've sworn, our cooperation will be established."
Mephisto opened his mouth, looking at the urging Hawk, feeling an impulse to curse.
But...
Thinking of the current offensive from the Heaven Dimension, he took a deep breath and swore in the name of Death.
After a while.
Mephisto looked at Hawk with a blank expression.
"Are you relieved now?"
"Yes."
Hawk raised his champagne toward Mephisto and smiled, "Actually, even if you didn't swear, just because of your effort in rooting out crime, I would help you, after all, I'm happy to help in eliminating crime."
Mephisto looked at the smiling Hawk, chuckled, and picked up his champagne glass to clink it with Hawk's, ignoring Hawk's words.
Who was he? The Monarch of the Hell Dimension, no less, not a three-year-old child.
Four eyes met!
With a ding sound.
Hawk's champagne glass clinked with Mephisto's in mid-air, making a crisp sound.
Both drank their champagne in one go.
Mephisto put down his glass and looked at Hawk.
"Pleasure working with you."
"Pleasure working with you."
Hawk put down his glass and looked at Mephisto.
"It seems the Heaven Dimension truly has grasped your lifeline, Old Meph, otherwise you wouldn't be investing so heavily."
"You can't imagine."
Now that the cooperation was established, Mephisto gave a wry smile, shook his head, and looked at Hawk: "The life Yahweh created to contend with my rule over Hell has been born."
Hawk raised an eyebrow and glanced at Mephisto.
"You already mentioned last time that their seed had already..."
"No, no, no, last time I only sensed that their seed had been planted, but after you left, I investigated further and discovered the Death Angels are already born."
"Gasp!"
Upon hearing this, Hawk inhaled sharply and looked at Mephisto: "And you're just discovering this now?"
Mephisto shook his head and said, "The invasion of the Heaven Dimension is that terrifying. If you hadn't approached me, I probably wouldn't have known about this."
Hawk's mouth twitched.
He suddenly realized his asking price seemed low, no wonder Mephisto agreed so decisively.
It turns out they weren't just being attacked by the Heaven Dimension, but were close to having their home completely invaded by it.
Hawk thought about it, sighed, and then looked at Mephisto.
"Alright, do you have any plans, for example, do you know the whereabouts of this Death Angel?"
"No idea."
"...Heaven Dimension, do you know where they're hiding on Earth?"
"No idea."
"..."
Hawk looked at Mephisto, who barely knew anything and kept shaking his head, expressionless: "Then what do you know?"
Mephisto smiled brightly, "I know that when we attack them, after swallowing the Heaven Dimension, the Celestial God Team won't bother us."
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
"The Celestial God Team won't intervene?"
"If you're in my camp, it's the Heaven Dimension that initiated the dimensional war. He wants to swallow me; I swallow him; it's reasonable. If the Celestial God Team dares to step in, my boss behind me isn't one to be trifled with either."
"You mean Death?"
"Yes."
"I thought you were just a small figure among the many Lords of Death."
"But I'm still a Lord of Death for Death, unlike you. Without me, when you attack, the Celestial God Team might personally step in to take care of you."
"Doesn't bother me."
Hawk spoke casually.
He had already crossed the Celestial God Team when he absorbed the vast Life Energy of Tiam, delaying Tiam's awakening.
So being enemies with the Celestial God Team was something he had anticipated; otherwise, he wouldn't have agreed to Mephisto's request.
Once again, since he had already made enemies, offending them once more makes no difference.
However...
If he could delay facing the Celestial God Team, that would be ideal.
After all, he hadn't even comprehended the Seventh Sense yet, and dealing with the Celestial God Team now would likely be a one-sided beating.
Yes.
He would be the one getting beaten.
Therefore...
Hawk paused, looking at Mephisto: "How much time do you think we have left?"
Mephisto thought for a moment.
"A year, at most two years. The growth rate of the Death Angels is incredibly fast."