Strucker's Vibranium body is in tatters.
The right arm has already disappeared, and under Hawk's strike just now, it was directly vaporized.
Even the left calf is directly split open.
Even his head, now only half remains, as if someone had split it diagonally with an axe.
As for the so-called nanomites that can instantly repair his Vibranium body?
Ha.
In front of a Saint Warrior, especially a half-step Gold Silver Saint Warrior, it's almost as ridiculous as saying the same move could hit a Saint Warrior.
However...
Strucker is not dead, the Mind Gemstone embedded in his chest is intact, emitting the Power of the Mind, thus stabilizing Strucker's soul within this broken body.
Hawk grasps Strucker's neck.
"Your heap of scrap metal, just like your idea of trying to coerce me with my children, is equally ridiculous."
"Heh heh heh…"
Strucker, whose neck is being squeezed by Hawk, due to half of his head having been shaved off, his voice is somewhat wind-leaking and distorted.
But he is laughing.
"Do you think you've won?"
"If I remember correctly, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s satellite should be watching here."
"Your fiancée is watching too, right?"
"Do you guess if she saw the scene where you personally killed your three children?"
Strucker's half remaining lips moved slightly, the mask only leaving one blue glowing eye looking at Hawk, wind-leeking voice carrying an inexplicable meaning: "What do you think she's thinking after seeing you personally kill her three children?"
Hawk's golden pupils, coldly staring at Strucker beneath his hand.
"So, this is your final plan?"
"Heh heh heh!"
Strucker's laughter has a kind of electronic sound: "I'm looking forward, looking forward to seeing your expression after you see your fiancée."
New York S.H.I.E.L.D. Central.
Sharon looks at the huge screen like Hawk descended from the Netherworld King, listening to Strucker's words, subconsciously looking at Gwen standing beside her.
Gwen seemed to have caught Sharon's gaze, her side profile meeting Sharon's gaze.
"Gwen…"
"I trust Hawk."
"Hmm?"
Gwen retracts her gaze, looking tenderly back at Hawk on the big screen: "Hawk never disappoints me."
Hawk hears Strucker's words, his eyes involuntarily squinting.
Strucker laughs with wind-leaking sound.
But in the next second!
Hawk's mouth curls up, carving out a few mocking smiles, then, his golden pupils dissipate, revealing his original, but now carrying a trace of playful azure blue pupils looking at Strucker clenched in his hand: "Do you guess, have I really killed my three children?"
Strucker looks at Hawk's playful eyes, his laughter abruptly stopping!
Between the words.
An invisible beam of light speeds through the buildings on the ground of New York S.H.I.E.L.D., with a swish landing in New York S.H.I.E.L.D. Central, splashing a beam of white light.
And after the white light flickers, what follows are the sounds of two free falls.
"Thud!"
"Ah! My waist!"
"Hiss!"
"Wanda…"
Pietro, entering Speed Space, while holding Jean and promptly stabilizing Wanda, who was also falling from the air, holding Billy and Tommy.
Only S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents Mark and another agent fell solidly onto the floor.
The eyes of the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. Central gazed on them, the air instantaneously silent for a fleeting moment.
Then——
Surrounding S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, looking at Hawk on the big screen holding Strucker's neck, then at the agents getting up from the ground, along with Pietro holding Jean and Wanda holding Billy and Tommy, realizing this, immediately erupted in applause.
The applause thundered!
Sharon and Gwen also squeezed through the crowd the moment the sound of landing came, arriving in front of the few suddenly appearing in the New York S.H.I.E.L.D.
"Commander!"
The two unexpectedly dropped S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, standing straight after getting up, looking at Sharon walking over.
Sharon widened her eyes, somewhat disbelievingly looking at the living people in front of her.
After all...
Just moments ago, she personally saw Hawk crush a S.H.I.E.L.D. Fighter instantly, while still on the driver's seat was the agent.
Result?
Sharon suddenly recalled Gwen's previous words, subconsciously looked at Gwen.
As she entered sight.
Gwen seemed to sense something at this moment, extending her right hand.
And as her right hand stretched out, immediately tiny unnoticeable Holy Garment fragments continuously gathered from Wanda, Pietro, and those two S.H.I.E.L.D. Agents, as well as from where the white light had dispersed, like streams, converging into her hand.
In the blink of an eye.
Pleiades Saint Cloth Necklace had reappeared in Gwen's hand.
Only——
At this moment the Andromeda Holy Armor was densely covered with cracks, even the luster now had completely faded away, looking dull, no longer having the previous liveliness, completely becoming a dead object.
Gwen looked at the Saint Cloth Necklace reassembled in her palm, appearing like it would crack entirely at a mere touch, unavoidably recalling previous events with Hawk.
That was after she learned Hydra was trying to replicate the Holy Armor using Hawk's Holy Garment fragments.
Just as Gwen sternly told Hawk not to sell blood anymore.
Similarly.
Gwen also sternly told Hawk that if the Holy Armor was fragmented again, not to throw it around like in London City.
Bring it back, give it to her, she will handle it.
Hawk remembers her words.
As Gwen thought, she clenched the Pleiades Holy Armor in her hand, then turned to look at Hawk on the big screen behind her.
At this moment, Hawk also sensed the information sent back by the Andromeda Nebula.
Indeed.
With his current power, it's not enough to directly transport several people back to New York City from above the Atlantic Ocean.
But...
The power of the Pleiades Holy Armor itself, combined with the power of his Little Cosmos at its peak moment, theoretically could do it.
Yes.
Theoretically feasible.
Theoretically, Hawk could use the power of his Little Cosmos at its explosive moment, using the Pleiades Holy Armor, which disintegrated into tiny fragments at that time, as a medium, to envelop the people aboard the S.H.I.E.L.D. Fighter, enhance his Sixth Sense for a moment, and guide the Holy Armor wrapping them to be transported to the New York S.H.I.E.L.D.
Hawk admitted there was an element of gambling.
After all, the situation was already dire, and he would never make an exception, allowing anyone to think he could be threatened.
At worst, the worst outcome would be Wanda and Pietro, along with the three children, reuniting in the Netherworld.
After all, the Netherworld was his Netherworld after all.
So...
Gamble!
The result wasn't bad.
He won the bet.
Strucker, looking at Hawk with a playful gaze, felt a sudden panic flashing in his heart, but quickly realized and looked at Hawk.
"You're deceiving me."
"Heh."
Listening to Strucker's words, Hawk lowered his faceplate, looking at the half-headed Strucker, then opened his left hand to hold the phone under the Netherworld Armor, dialing Gwen.
The phone connected quickly.
"Hawk..."
"Gwen, have they arrived?"
"Yes, all seven of them, unharmed."
Gwen's voice came through the phone.
Strucker was utterly defenseless.
"Impossible! They were dead, killed by your fiancé."
"Hey."
Pietro's voice came through the phone: "Sorry, Strucker, we didn't die."
Listening to Pietro's voice, Strucker was dumbfounded.
Hawk then hung up the phone, put away the phone, and looked at the Strucker in front of him.
"I told you, your idea of trying to threaten me with children is laughable."
"Heh... Heh... Heh..."
Strucker stared blankly at Hawk, his laughter gradually turning sinister.
"Hawk Phoenix."
"You won, but I'll curse you in Hell."
"Hell?"
"Heh."
Looking at Strucker, Hawk said: "You're not going to Hell, and believe me, death is not your end but the beginning of my torment. You will suffer eternally in my Nether Prison."
With that said.
Hawk wasted no more words, reached out, and plunged five fingers directly into Strucker's chest.
The pain of fingers piercing the chest made Strucker scream sharply.
In the next second.
Bang!
With his five fingers inserted into Strucker's chest, Hawk grabbed the Mind Gemstone with a bang, forcibly pulling the Mind Gemstone embedded into Strucker's chest out.
Then he released his right hand, allowing Strucker, whose life had entered a countdown after pulling out the Mind Gemstone, to fall freely toward the island below.
Boom!
The moment Strucker's tattered body fell onto the island below, it raised countless dust, while his soul was drawn into Hawk's Nether Prison at the moment of death.
Just as Hawk said.
Death was not the end of Strucker's suffering but the beginning.
Once everything here was sorted, Hawk had plenty of time to have a good chat with Strucker.
As for now.
The Mind Gemstone was the most important.
Hawk held the Mind Gemstone taken from Strucker's chest with his right hand, examining it within his sight.
The rhombus-shaped Mind Gemstone, autonomously emitting a blue glow.
The glow was dazzling.
At the same time—
Irresistible.
Hawk realized that only by holding the Mind Gemstone, the gateway to the Seventh Sense seemed to be shaken.
Indeed.
There is a way for the Seventh Sense, infinite as a path!
As Hawk felt the power of the Mind Gemstone, he thought to himself.
At that moment.
The sea around the island suddenly began to boil with a rumbling sound.
In the next second.
A similarly venomous voice, as if from the abyss, echoed across the entire Atlantic Ocean!
"Hawk Phoenix—"
"I want you dead!!!"
"..."