Hawk went straight to the point.
He wouldn't beat around the bush or play mind games.
And there was no need to beat around the bush.
Straightforward.
Hawk didn't even tell the Sorcerer Supreme what he wanted the Time Stone for.
Again, there was no need.
Because, whether it was the Sorcerer Ancient One directly calling him phoenix at the beginning, or her recent statement that there was no need to worry about Blackheart creating a new Hell Dimension because Hawk was there.
Clearly.
The Ancient One had already proven one thing with her actions.
She didn't mind using the Time Stone; in fact, she not only used it herself but also used it very skillfully.
So…
Hawk believed that even if he didn't say what he would use the Time Stone for, the Sorcerer Ancient One would already know, if nothing unexpected happened.
And she probably already knew the promise he would make to get the Time Stone.
After speaking, Hawk's thoughts raced, while he calmly watched the Ancient One in front of him, awaiting her reply.
After a while.
The Sorcerer Ancient One still looked at Hawk with a calm expression, then nodded: "You can."
Hawk's face lit up with joy upon hearing this.
The next second.
The Ancient One then said, "But not now."
Hawk's brows furrowed slightly.
"Reason?"
"Your alcohol hasn't worn off yet. Using it now would be counterproductive."
The Ancient One picked up her teacup and said with a smile, "The scenery here in Kamar-Taj is quite good at this time."
Hawk nodded, listening to the Ancient One's words, and said nothing more. He picked up the teacup in his hand and drank the tea in it in one gulp.
Gwen, seeing this, also drank the tea in her cup in one gulp.
After a while.
Hawk got up, took Gwen, and walked out of the hall behind him.
In sight.
A complex of buildings, blending Tibetan, Nepalese, and Eastern temple architectural features, appeared before their eyes.
The structure was ancient and heavy, and the colors were very vibrant.
Looking around.
All around were towering snow-capped mountains, as if perfectly integrating the buildings into the towering snowy peaks.
The air was cold and thin, but perhaps because of the tea, Gwen, who wasn't wearing much, didn't feel the cold that should have been there.
Gwen blinked, looking with interest at a training ground paved with bluestone not far away.
In the venue, magic apprentices in deep brown robes could be seen diligently practicing Kamar-Taj's basic magic—Spark Portal—under the guidance of magicians in yellow coarse cloth robes.
As more than a dozen magic apprentices uniformly began drawing circles in the air with their brass artifacts, the sparks that burst forth in the air were exceptionally stunning.
Gwen looked at this scene and turned to Hawk beside her.
"Hawk?"
"Hmm."
"Can you use magic?"
"No."
Hawk shook his head, then looked at Gwen, who was looking up at him with a smile, and said with a smile, very confidently, "I'm on the physical path."
What is a saint seiya?
A fighter, a fighter; it's all about close-quarters combat in an arena.
magic?
With a punch weighing tens of thousands of tons and moving faster than the speed of light, which magician can withstand it?
Hawk thought to himself, looking at Gwen, and chuckled, "Why did you suddenly ask that question?"
Gwen shook her head, her gaze falling on the magic apprentices in the training ground ahead. She thought for a moment, then looked at Hawk again.
"Then you say, can I learn it?"
"Uh…"
Hawk raised an eyebrow, his thoughts racing as he understood why Gwen asked this, and chuckled again, "If you go to learn, you'll just be a hostage for the other side."
Gwen blinked.
Hawk smiled slightly, took Gwen's hand, walked down the steps, and then, while walking with Gwen towards the stone steps leading to the top of the snow mountain, explained the extraordinary energy system of this Universe to Gwen.
In a simple sentence.
Ordinary people can never achieve unimaginable abilities through their own efforts.
It is precisely because of this that the classic saying, 'The poor rely on mutation, the rich rely on technology, and the gods rely on bloodlines,' came about.
Just like magic.
Do you think you can learn it just by saying you want to, and become self-taught with a magic book?
Don't dream.
First of all, who provides you with magical energy?
It's the various extraordinary dimensions.
Just like the Ancient One.
She is a genius, there's no doubt about that, but the reason she can cast magic is because she signed a contract with the Supreme Dimension, which is Vishanti, allowing her to draw energy from the Supreme Dimension to cast various incredible spells.
Black magic is the same.
Black magicians sign contracts with Dormammu, Hoggoth, and a series of other dimensional lords, borrowing their energy.
Even Witches are the same.
For example, Carrie.
Carrie awakened her magic herself after being stimulated, which is correct.
But first, Carrie has the bloodline of a Salem Witch, which is why the Hell Witch said that Hawk only needed to find a Witch who understood the daily life of a Witch, and as for the rest, once Carrie controlled her magic, she would automatically obtain the spells and magic she needed from the Salem Dimension.
Even demons are like this.
But whether they are magicians or Witches, the reason these people are extraordinary is not because they have talent; talent only determines their upper limit. What truly drives them is that they have already sold their souls to the dimensions that provide them with energy.
"So…"
Hawk, walking on the stone steps with Gwen, said this, then looked at Gwen beside him and smiled, "Now do you know why I said that if you go to learn magic, it's like sending yourself as my hostage to the other side?"
Although for now, the Supreme Dimension seems to have no ill intentions towards him.
But nothing lasts forever.
Who can say what the future holds?
After all…
Better safe than sorry.
His sister died unexpectedly and fell into the Hell Dimension, and it looked like she was about to become Mephisto's tool to threaten him.
And now his fiancée.
How could this be allowed?
After listening to Hawk's explanation, Gwen nodded with a look of realization.
The next second.
She paused, as if she had thought of something, and looked at Hawk: "Hawk, what about you? Which dimension did you sell your soul to?"
As she spoke, Gwen remembered the Phoenix phantom that had once appeared behind Hawk and couldn't help but blink.
"Is it some Phoenix Dimension?"
"Haha!"
Hawk was first stunned, then couldn't help but chuckle, and then seriously said to Gwen, "I don't need to borrow power from anyone. In fact, I am energy myself, and outside, there will be people borrowing energy from me."
Forty-eight… No, Phoenix is already his exclusive, so it's forty-seven Bronze Saints.
Twenty-four Silver.
Twelve Zodiacs.
And the one hundred and eight Specters of the Underworld.
Hawk's thoughts turned, thinking about the amount of energy he would provide in the future, then shook his head and looked at Gwen, "Many, many, and, you already have my energy now."
Gwen was slightly startled upon hearing this, looking at Hawk with some confusion.
"When did I get it?"
"This."
Hawk's gaze fell on the gift he gave Gwen this Christmas, which was the ornament Gwen was wearing as a necklace around her neck.
Gwen reached out her right hand, lowered her gaze, and took out the Christmas gift Hawk gave her from her neckline.
In sight!
The Andromeda Saint Cloth, which appeared pink but was actually crimson, was lifelike.
This was also made by Hawk using the first batch of saint cloth materials, manufactured along with his backup Phoenix Cloth.
His current Little Universe of the Sixth Sense is already above the Little Universe of the Fifth Sense, and with the Reality Stone's blessing, he is already capable of lighting up the remaining forty-seven Bronze constellations.
Simply put.
Once his Phoenix parallel Universe is fully reflected in reality, then if there is a second method of cultivating the Little Universe, the Little Universe ability they obtain will be derived from him.
However, Hawk does not intend to do this.
At least not yet.
But this doesn't stop him from making a saint cloth as a gift for Gwen.
If asked, Gwen is his family.
Although Gwen is not a saint seiya, with the blessing of his Phoenix Heart, this Andromeda Saint Cloth will automatically protect Gwen when she encounters danger.
Just like this—
Hawk's mind stirred.
Instantly.
The Andromeda Saint Cloth, worn by Gwen as a necklace, instantly detached, then appeared in front of Gwen, rapidly expanding.
The next second.
Bang!
The Nebula of Andromeda unfolded behind the saint cloth, and then the Andromeda Saint Cloth disintegrated, transforming into countless tiny fragments.
Star-like armor plates.
Elegant armguards.
Chain links.
The components of the disintegrated Andromeda Saint Cloth, under the breath of the Andromeda Nebula, first saw its iconic round lock, which, after tracing a graceful arc in the air, precisely hovered at Gwen's slender waist. Then, two chains shimmering with cold light, emitting the radiance of the Nebula, snaked out from the stream of light, lightly coiling around Gwen's arms, from her wrists all the way up to her upper arms, the chain links interlocking, emitting a faint clinking sound like colliding stardust.
The shoulder pads followed closely, covering Gwen's shoulders like unfurled wings, soft yet perfectly fitted.
Finally, there was the magnificent and majestic helmet.
Its sides were adorned with abstract wings, symbolizing the Andromeda constellation, seemingly condensed from starlight.
The helmet slowly descended, gently enveloping Gwen's head, its front visor like an unfurled veil of stardust, both protecting her face and allowing her expressive emerald eyes to be clearly seen.
As the helmet finally perfectly interlocked with the neck guard, an ice-blue aura symbolizing Andromeda suddenly spread out from Gwen, carrying an invisible Impact that ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead (I couldn't find a suitable image, please imagine it yourself).
Gwen was stunned.
Hawk, meanwhile, looked at his fiancée, now clad in the Andromeda Saint Cloth, his eyes filled with a gentle, smiling affection.
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