What changes would occur when wind appeared in Hawke's Little Universe?
The answer was—
Earth-shattering!
With the emergence of Wind, one of the four primordial elements of creation, Hawke's immediate sensation was one of lightness.
This feeling of lightness was something even the Reality Stone couldn't provide at the moment.
After all…
Before he awakened his Seventh Sense Gold Little Universe, the Reality Stone could only materialize the power of his Sixth Sense Silver Phoenix Little Universe, but it couldn't materialize his Little Universe itself.
Since his Little Universe couldn't be materialized, naturally, it couldn't possess natural elements.
But the appearance of the Wind element changed everything.
Hawke was then able to keenly perceive that his Little Universe, which originally resembled stars copied from a single mold, was now beginning to change under the erosion of the Wind element.
Even…
The meteorites that Hawke had previously collected into his Little Universe also began to slowly converge with the addition of the Wind element, attempting to coalesce into a single entity.
However, based on the meteorites obtained from Anna earlier, it was clearly far from enough to construct a World.
A complete material World not only needed Wind but also Earth, Fire, and Water, the other three primordial elements of creation.
Hawke simultaneously felt the lightness and the imperceptible changes within his Little Universe.
Just then.
He heard Sharon's shouts from the cabin below.
The next second.
Hawke opened his eyes.
What he saw was…
The airplane, its wings severed by the Wind Demon Ariel in his dying moments, had become a thick chopstick and was now diving towards the ground at an extremely high speed.
Inside the cabin.
Passengers, firmly restrained in their seats by seatbelts, were screaming in utter despair, their mouths wide open.
With a thought, Hawke instantly appeared in front of the plane, directly in the path of the diving aircraft.
In the cockpit, the main and co-pilots were making strenuous but futile attempts to save the plane.
Just then.
They were shocked to see Hawke, suspended in mid-air, looking at them with a calm expression.
Hawke looked at the chopstick-like plane, which was diving towards him like a cannonball, and raised his right hand.
[Sixth Sense — Psychokinesis!]
This was one of the superpowers also comprehended by Silver Saints after awakening their Sixth Sense Little Universe, allowing them to control matter or energy through thought.
For an ordinary Silver Saint, controlling a large passenger plane from tens of thousands of feet in the air was a very easy task.
Among the Saints, the Silver Saint Sparta once used psychokinesis to forcefully control the passenger plane carrying Seiya and others to fly to their island.
Not to mention the Gold Saints; the will of a Gold Saint who has awakened their Seventh Sense Little Universe is enough to tear through space-time and perform spatial-temporal displacement of objects or people.
Therefore…
Although Hawke couldn't physically lift an airplane like Superman, as he didn't possess Superman's incredibly powerful bio-force field.
He could, however, easily control the plane with psychokinesis.
As Hawke raised his hand, psychokinesis instantly enveloped the plane, causing the passenger plane, which had been diving like a cannonball, to suddenly slow down, and its diving posture gradually pulled back.
Sharon stared wide-eyed through the airplane window at Hawke, who was suspended in the air outside the plane, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.
Ten minutes later.
In the desert sixty-eight kilometers east of Fort Stockton, Texas, a passenger plane, its wings broken and resembling a thick chopstick, touched down on its belly with a thud, then came to a steady stop in the desert.
The breathing in the cabin seemed to halt for five seconds at that moment.
Five seconds later.
The passengers, having survived the ordeal, clapped wildly, embracing and shouting with strangers around them, celebrating their escape from disaster.
The flight attendants also celebrated, but quickly reacted, pulling open the emergency exit, and with a pop, the inflatable slide deployed. The flight attendants quickly urged passengers to evacuate.
Soon.
One after another, passengers rapidly exited the plane via the inflatable slide under the flight attendants' guidance.
However, before they could exclaim that the landing of the wingless plane was a miracle, black-clad Agents who had disembarked from several Chevrolet SUVs speeding from a distance began to check their phones and various photographic devices after showing their identification.
Sharon also went to the cockpit, deleted the footage the two pilots had just recorded, took away the cockpit's recording device, and smiled at the two pilots: "Congratulations, you two, you saved this plane with your absolute professionalism."
The two pilots exchanged glances upon hearing this, and the main pilot looked at Sharon, cautiously asking: "Was that… the legendary Thor, that god?"
Sharon looked at the two pilots, who were eager for an answer from her, and smiled slightly: "He is Phoenix, not Thor. As for anything else, I'm sorry, no comment. There will be a non-disclosure agreement later that you will need to sign."
Phoenix.
This was Hawke's codename within S.H.I.E.L.D..
This codename was given by Commander Maria Hill after Hawke left Africa.
Because of the phoenix.
In the West, the phoenix symbolizes Eternity and rebirth, representing the cycle of life and immortality, hence it is called the Phoenix by Westerners.
So…
Giving Hawke the codename Phoenix was simple, direct, and clear.
After Sharon finished speaking to the two pilots, she turned and left the cockpit.
Soon.
Sharon, who had also returned to the ground via the inflatable slide, handed the cockpit recording device to the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent from Texas, then followed the directions and found Hawke, who was already seated in one of the Chevrolet SUVs.
Hawke looked at Sharon, who opened the car door and got in, and looked at her with some curiosity.
"Phoenix, really? Who came up with that?"
"Commander Hill."
Sharon unhesitatingly sold out her top superior. Anyway, Hill hadn't said that this codename needed to be kept secret from Hawke himself, so it wasn't considered betraying classified information.
Hawke, upon hearing this, thought of Maria Hill, who had seen his Phoenix Core on the African grasslands, thought for a moment, and nodded.
"Alright."
"You don't like this codename?"
"It's okay."
Hawke shrugged: "It's more imposing than being called Phoenix, so, Phoenix, it works."
Sharon glanced out of the corner of her eye at the wingless plane nearby, and the group of passengers who had survived the ordeal, then said to Hawke: "Oh, by the way, thanks to you this time, thank you."
Hawke smiled slightly: "It was nothing."
Logically speaking, he didn't like to meddle in reality much.
But this time, he just felt that the plane's misfortune was entirely due to him.
No.
It definitely was because of him.
So he intervened to save them, and at the same time, he had completely made up his mind: the next time he left New York City, he would rather die than take any form of transportation.
"Hawke, that just now was…"
"A Wind Demon."
Hawke came back to his senses and looked at Sharon: "It wasn't a demon, but a demon formed from the Wind element gaining consciousness. It's already dead."
Sharon nodded thoughtfully, then remembered the question she wanted to ask Hawke before the plane ran into trouble.
"Oh, by the way, Hawke, are you going somewhere in Texas this time? I can arrange a car to take you there."
"I had a place before, now I don't."
Hawke looked at Sharon, recalling the brochure Sharon had just shown him.
"By the way, where is that motorcycle stunt show you mentioned?"
"Right in Fort Stockton."
"Then let's go there."
Hawke raised an eyebrow.
Anyway, with the Wind element in hand, the tables had turned.
Look for Witch Heart Demon?
No need for that; just wait for Witch Heart Demon to come to him.
And Ghost Rider was here too.
Perfect.
He intended to see if Mephisto, that old fellow, was truly planning to play any tricks on him.
If not, everyone would be happy.
If so.
Heh heh.
Then don't blame him.
Hawke thought to himself.
At the same time.
Sixty-eight kilometers away, in Fort Stockton.
At the home of Johnny Blaze, the famous Johnny, who was also the human host of Ghost Rider, Johnny woke up from a nightmare around noon, sweating profusely. He stumbled to the mirror, twisted open a bottle of mineral water, and guzzled it down before looking at himself in the mirror.
These days, he had been having a recurring nightmare.
A nightmare that filled him with regret to this day.
When he was young and naive, seeing his father on his deathbed, he chose to make a deal with a demon. He never expected that the demon wouldn't keep his promise; after healing his father, he died in an accident the very next day.
Johnny hated that demon immensely but was powerless.
Because he already knew that the demon he had signed a contract with was no ordinary demon, but the demon of demons, the ruler of the Hell Dimension, the Hell Lord Mephisto.
So…
He chose to leave his girlfriend and his hometown, attempting to escape Mephisto's control.
Originally, Johnny thought he had succeeded.
But these days, the scene of signing the soul contract reappeared day after day.
He could feel that Mephisto seemed to have found him.
And he was very close.
"Hello, Johnny!"
"…"
Johnny, with the face of Nicolas Cage, trembled and instinctively looked in the direction of the voice.
He stared, pupils shaking, at the gentlemanly old man who had appeared before him.
"You…"
"It's time to fulfill your promise."
Mephisto smiled gentlemanly, reminding Johnny: "You signed a soul contract, remember?"
Johnny clenched his fists: "You deceived me!"
Mephisto nodded politely: "Yes, I deceived you, but this time I won't lie to you. As long as you retrieve one person's soul for me, I will release your and your father's souls. Your father has been very well taken care of by me."
Johnny trembled upon hearing these words.
He looked at Mephisto.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course."
Mephisto continued to smile gentlemanly: "As long as you can retrieve one person's soul for me, I guarantee to fulfill my promise. I can put it in writing!"
Johnny: "…"
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