Crack!
The Chitauri soldier, maintaining an attack posture, had his head snapped to a ninety-degree angle. His compound eyes, resembling those of a fly, glowed with a ghostly green light, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing in front of him—Hawk.
How did he suddenly appear behind me?
The Chitauri soldier didn’t understand.
But understanding was no longer necessary, for this was his final thought before endless darkness enveloped him.
The Chitauri soldier’s body fell powerlessly onto the rooftop, his energy weapon slipping from his grasp and dropping with a clatter.
"Is that all?"
"Ha."
Hawk glanced at the Chitauri soldier he had killed by snapping his neck, and chuckled softly.
The next second.
He sensed it, a warm current suddenly surged within him, born from the Little Cosmos birthed after the Big Bang, as the Chitauri soldier died. With the influx of this warm current, it was as if a star in his Little Cosmos was ignited.
Simultaneously, with the ignition of this star, a piece of information was transmitted to Hawk.
Within the Little Cosmos, the shadows of the forty-eight Bronze constellations, following the ignition of the first star, were projected and flickered.
Hawk closed his eyes, absorbing the information the Little Cosmos transmitted.
To grow through countless battles.
To ascend through endless battles.
After all...
The method of Little Cosmos Cultivation was born for warfare, born for holy wars, it is a method of combat, a method of holy battle.
"So."
"If I want to ignite my own constellation within the Little Cosmos, I need to fight, to continuously fight?"
In the setting of the Saint Warriors, the awakening of the Little Cosmos is deeply connected to its corresponding constellation, but it’s not a simple one-to-one relationship.
If awakening the Little Cosmos is akin to liquid, then the constellation is the container.
The constellation is both the symbol of a Saint Warrior’s identity and the container of their power.
Bad news.
In the Marvel Cosmos, Saint Warriors don’t exist, so for Hawk to have his own constellation, he has to light up each belonging constellation himself.
Good news.
Because in the Marvel Cosmos, Saint Warriors don’t exist, theoretically, Hawk could awaken all forty-eight Bronze constellations.
Unlike in the memories of Saint Warriors, where it’s like a single plank bridge with thousands vying for one constellation, and only one becoming the final victor.
After all, in memory, there were few constellations, many Saint Warriors.
But here, it’s different.
He’s the only one who’s awakened the Little Cosmos.
So...
He could become a Pegasus Saint Warrior, or a Phoenix Saint Warrior, as long as he can ignite those constellations in his Little Cosmos.
This...
Is wonderful.
What’s that saying?
Children make choices, though he’s only seventeen, not yet an adult, but mentally he’s already matured.
He wants them all.
Wait.
Since he can choose all forty-eight Bronze constellations, what about the twenty-four Silver constellations?
And the Zodiac?
Sss!
Hawk suddenly thought of this and took a sharp breath.
At this moment.
He sensed the wind outside, opened his eyes with a swish, and saw two Chitauri soldiers piloting flying devices, upon seeing the corpse of their comrade at his feet, instantly locked their gaze onto him, without any words, they directly pulled the trigger.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Seeing the corpse of their comrade killed by a weak human, these two Chitauri soldiers were furious, continuously pulling the trigger, venting their anger towards the rooftop.
Under the fury of these two Chitauri soldiers, the rooftop, already teetering on the edge, finally couldn’t hold on.
With the sound of successive explosions ringing out, the apartment rooftop collapsed.
The entire apartment building swayed precariously.
Quickly.
As the two Chitauri soldiers circled the apartment rooftop, firing non-stop, the apartment building began to crumble, collapsing from top to bottom.
The ground seemed to tremble at this moment, and with a massive cloud of dust rising, the originally five-story apartment turned into a complete ruin.
Some residents, who had managed to run out of the apartment building before it collapsed, but hadn’t made it far, were now gaping in shock at the apartment reduced to rubble amidst the dust.
However, they quickly snapped back to reality.
Because those two Chitauri soldiers lowered their flying altitude, appearing in their line of sight.
They reacted, seeing these Chitauri soldiers that didn’t look at all human, screamed, and turned to run.
But it was too late.
Their orders from the main base were to kill Earthlings, so, upon seeing these humans attempting to escape, they didn’t hesitate, pulling the trigger on their weapons again.
Exploding energy bullets.
Deaths of passersby.
In the blink of an eye, this street, already impoverished and not particularly prosperous, instantly resembled an Iraq street scarred by war.
After clearing out the humans here, the two Chitauri soldiers descended from their flying devices, pulling out the energy weapons on their backs, pointing the barrels at the apartment building now a ruined wasteland.
Because they discovered, the life signal of the human who had just killed their comrade was still there.
And not only was this life signal not weakening, it was strengthening.
Growing stronger and stronger.
The two Chitauri soldiers exchanged a glance.
The next moment!
"Boom!"
The ruins burst apart, a shadow flickered by.
The Chitauri soldier on the right vanished on the spot, and after a deafening crash, that soldier reappeared plastered onto the wall of the opposite apartment like a mural.
Ghostly green blood flowed all over the place.
The remaining Chitauri soldier watched its comrade suddenly fly away, eyes wide open.
But alas, its eyes were too small, no matter how wide they went, they still looked pea-sized.
Instinctively, the Chitauri soldier ran towards its wall-bound comrade for support, but before it had taken a few steps, its vision blurred and it was sent flying backwards.
At this moment, a loud noise reached its ears.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The Chitauri soldier’s chest burst open mid-air, and like a ragdoll, dropped onto the already destroyed apartment ruins.
Its body bounced like a pinball before resting within the rubble.
Unmoving.
"Splat."
"Splat."
"Splat."
Hawk appeared where the Chitauri soldier had just been sent flying from, brushing off the dust on him, and curiously looking around.
After killing one Chitauri soldier, two more had come.
Now, after killing two Chitauri soldiers, next, possibly three would come.
Hawk thought to himself and then looked towards the Leviathan Giant Beast that had descended from the Space Gate in the skies over Manhattan...
His eyes burned with fervor.
Eager to try!
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