Kino patted Tony on the shoulder and sincerely said, "Tony, I really appreciate your help. You've done a great job. I believe Hell will have a completely new look."
Tony pursed his lips, his gaze filled with doubt as he asked,
"Kino, why are you doing something so exhausting and thankless? And don't try to brush me off with the S.H.I.E.L.D. excuse.
If all you wanted was to improve people's lives, you could have just built a high-tech iron city."
But now, Kino was going through all this trouble to renovate Hell. If it was just to make Hell look nicer, Tony simply couldn't believe it.
Kino remained silent for a moment before asking in return, "Why do you think I'm doing this?"
"Noah's Ark!"
Tony stared at Kino, and flashes of Obadiah, the Lords of Hell, and mountains of treasures crossed his mind.
His instincts told him that the human world was becoming more and more dangerous.
"Kino, can you tell me the truth? You have such powerful abilities. Why do you still need this?"
Tony's eyes were filled with curiosity and confusion, as if he was waiting for Kino to give him a convincing answer.
"I have seen the future—alien invasions, the return of gods, the destruction of the world by demon lords, super criminals, time alterations..." Kino spoke slowly, his voice deep and grave.
As Kino continued, Tony's expression darkened, as if a shadow had cast over him.
He did not doubt Kino's words. The grand and determined Hell renovation project before him was already proof enough.
"So, this place is your sanctuary, your refuge when the crisis arrives," Tony said in a low voice.
"How could that be? Hell is my home now. I genuinely want to make it look better. But another reason is to use it as my headquarters and stronghold. Do you really see me as that much of a coward?"
Kino widened his eyes and looked at Tony as if he were an idiot.
"Sorry..." Tony apologized, his tone carrying a hint of guilt.
"You've probably figured out how I got my powers, right?" Kino asked straightforwardly. Last time, when Natasha mentioned Poison Ivy, he had already guessed that they might have some suspicions. But he had never intended to hide it.
"I know. DC Comics... Superman's abilities are ridiculously overpowered," Tony sighed, recalling the information he had gathered.
"That's right. I copied Superman's powers. The crises I mentioned—I can handle most of them. But what worries me is that when the real battle starts, I might not be able to protect the people around me.
That's why I came up with the plan to renovate Hell. Just like you, Tony. Because of your carelessness, Pepper was kidnapped."
Kino spoke seriously.
Hearing this, Tony relaxed. He had witnessed Kino's power before. He nodded and said,
"I see. I misunderstood you, Kino. But I have to admit, your plan is well thought out."
Kino continued, "In crises of that level, even the smallest mistake could lead to irreversible consequences. I don't want the people I care about to be in danger."
Tony completely understood. "I get what you mean. After what happened to Pepper, I realized how important it is to protect those around me."
Kino chuckled. "Exactly. The renovation of Hell isn't just for a refuge—it's about giving everyone a safe haven.
So, Tony, I need your help. The faster we build this, the better prepared we'll be for the future."
Tony felt motivated. "Don't worry. We'll work together and rebuild Hell to face whatever comes!"
"Then take this. It's a pass to Hell. One for you, and the other for Pepper. If you're ever in danger, you can escape directly to Hell." Kino handed him two stone plaques.
A slight smirk appeared on Kino's face, barely noticeable. In his heart, he was secretly pleased: The Minister of Hell's Construction is now in place.
"Ahhhh!"
Just as Kino was celebrating the recruitment of a new minister, a sharp cry came from the distance.
"Pepper!"
Tony turned toward the voice, his expression filled with surprise as he saw Pepper flying toward them.
Pepper was riding a broomstick, her face flushed with excitement as she landed beside Tony.
Following closely behind her, Pamela, Venom, Xi, and Damian arrived, though they weren't using broomsticks.
"Tony, this is amazing!"
Pepper waved her broomstick in excitement, her small face glowing with joy.
"Pepper, how did you do that?"
Tony frowned and took the broomstick from her, inspecting it closely as he muttered,
"It's very light… wooden… and has no power source. It's literally just a cleaning broom."
"It's not the broomstick. It's the power of magic," Kino sensed the magical energy flowing through them.
"Darling, we found this."
Pamela handed Kino a book.
"Introduction to Magic Spells? Mephisto's treasury even had this?"
Kino took the book from Pamela, and within seconds, he had scanned through the entire contents.
His eyes were sharp and focused, and his fingers flipped through the pages so fast they were almost a blur.
"But whose magic did you borrow?"
Kino's expression turned serious as he scanned the group with a sharp gaze.
In the Marvel universe, all magic required borrowing power from magical deities, such as Vishanti or Dormammu.
But borrowing magic always came with a price. The physical toll was minor compared to the true cost—using magic meant taking a loan from these entities.
And just like any loan, it had to be repaid. If one failed to meet the terms, they would face severe consequences.
"Master, it was my magic," Xi said timidly. "I have plenty of magic, so I lent some to your friends to play with."
"Darling, don't blame Xi. We saw real magic and couldn't resist trying it out," Pamela quickly defended her.
"Kino, I was watching over them. Nothing happened," Venom added, unconcerned, knowing Kino was just worried.
"Godfather, I apologize," Damian lowered his head, seeing Kino upset for the first time.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Kino," Pepper also apologized.
Tony didn't plead for them. He knew no one lent power for free—either the relationship was strong, or a debt had to be paid.
And the price of a deal with a demon god was never cheap.
Kino frowned and remained silent for a moment before finally saying,
"Don't let this happen again. You were lucky this time.
Since it was Xi's magic, it's fine. But if you had borrowed from a demon god, things could have gone very badly."
Everyone nodded repeatedly, expressing that they wouldn't dare do it again. At the same time, they couldn't help but glance at their broomsticks, reluctant to give up the feeling of magic.
Kino thought for a moment and then said,
"From now on, Hell will provide your magic. But you can only use it within Hell."
As he finished speaking, a bright red light flickered around his wrist, weaving like living threads, instantly connecting Hell's magic to them.
Hell was bound to Kino. If he ever left for another world, he couldn't risk them suddenly losing their power mid-air and crashing.
Immediately, they felt a surge of magic flow through them. Their eyes lit up with excitement, and they cheered before soaring back into the sky.
"Xi, go with them and keep an eye on them," Kino instructed.
"Yes, Master," Xi replied cheerfully before flying off.
Quote:"Magic is not about power. It is about balance. Wield it wisely, or be consumed by it."
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