Tourist Destination

Kino looked at the remaining three.

"Demon King, I can submit to you!"

Mr. Sinister quickly spoke up.

"No need, the Demon Group already has Mr. Sinister."

With another the Snap, Kino turned Mr. Sinister's entire body to ashes.

Before disappearing, Mr. Sinister smiled slightly; he had not died, and whatever Mr. Sinister he was, he was still him.

"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you."

The Great Serpent said calmly.

"Killing you would be a waste; I have a great use for your essence."

"How dare you insult the God of Fear!"

Enraged, the Great Serpent surged with power, brandishing its Serpent's Fang and charging towards Kino like a black lightning bolt.

A portal instantly appeared in front of Kino.

The Great Serpent couldn't stop its momentum and charged into the portal, where it was imprisoned in Hell by Kino.

Finally, he looked at Loki.

"Your God King, I am one of our own."

Loki quickly raised his hands, a fawning smile on his face, afraid that the bloodthirsty Kino might accidentally kill him too.

"Of course, you did a great job this time."

Kino threw out four Energy Orbs.

Loki caught it with delight.

"Fly this spaceship back to Earth, and then you can return God King Asgard, Loki."

Kino turned and disappeared, leaving Loki standing there dumbfounded, not even noticing the Energy Orb falling from his hands.

He thought obtaining all the origins would be the limit, but he never expected to gain control of Asgard so easily.

"Hahaha..."

"Loki, the God King, hahahaha!"

Loki laughed alone on the spaceship for a very long time.

A bright and sunny morning.

Despite having just ended an invasion crisis, humanity on Earth continues to live lives that are no different from usual.

People who need to go to work should go to work, and people who need to go to school should go to school.

Of course, there are still some subtle differences. In everyone's eyes, there is a flame that flickers more or less, a light of hope and motivation. They will also look up at the sky from time to time.

A massive warship hovers over New York.

They all knew these were spoils of war that their Demon King had stolen, and that in the near future, they could go aboard to visit them and even pilot their own warship.

Two figures walked side by side down the street.

The girl had long, flowing black hair that cascaded down to her slender waist. She wore a red, fitted dress that revealed her delicate collarbones and perfectly accentuated her full and alluring curves.

On the red high heels were a pair of fair, jade-like legs, dazzling in the sunlight.

Her delicate face was radiant with a happy smile. She held the man's arm tightly to her chest, her hands affectionately embracing his, like a princess straight out of a fairy tale, exuding a captivating charm.

In contrast, the man beside her appeared extremely ordinary.

He was dressed in black casual clothes, wearing sneakers, and had a pair of black-rimmed glasses on his nose. He had an ordinary appearance and was inconspicuous in the crowd.

Passersby's first thought upon seeing them was, "This girl is so pretty," their second thought was, "This man must be very rich," and their third thought was, "I'm so jealous."

Strangely, even though she was jealous, no one came forward to disturb her.

"Wanda, aren't you tired of this?"

Kino looked at the girl beside him.

Wearing high heels, Wanda was only slightly shorter than him, and her posture of holding his arm looked a little awkward.

"It seems so."

Wanda blinked gently and gave a playful smile.

She waved her hand lightly, and her high heels instantly transformed into a pair of red sneakers.

"That's good."

Wanda hugged Kino's arm tightly again.

Where do you want to go today?

"Kino asked."

"Master decides is fine."

For Wanda, dating doesn't matter where it is, as long as she's with Kino.

"I haven't taken you to hell yet, do you want to go take a look?"

"Good."

Kino opened a portal, and the two disappeared into the street.

Hell has changed drastically since then.

Outwardly, it still retains the architectural style of the Middle Ages, with ancient castles and towering towers, exuding a mysterious and ancient atmosphere.

But the interior is completely different, with high-tech facilities everywhere, brightly lit streets, and flying vehicles coming and going in the air, full of a futuristic feel.

"Yo-ho!"

Such sounds could be heard from time to time in the sky.

Humans fly through the sky, wobbling and excited, and won't get hurt even if they fall.

Of course, there are also those who are afraid of heights and walk obediently on the ground, but in hell they have unlimited stamina and run around excitedly on the ground.

These humans include Mutant Earth and those from the Marvel Universe.

On the street.

People came and went, including demons, dwarves, elves, humans, Mutants, and the Flower God Colossus Tribe, who had shrunk in size.

"Laser guns manufactured by the Demon Group, anyone want one? One price, 100 Contribution Points."

The speaker was a demon with a rock-like appearance, who looked honest and simple. He ran a weapons shop, which displayed various high-tech guns and aircraft.

Before him stood Mutants and humans.

Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement; the weapons produced by the Demon Group must be incredibly powerful, but 100 Contribution Points are so expensive!

However, there are also knowledgeable people among them.

"Boss, are you sure this was produced by the Demon Group, and not some junk you salvaged Battle of New York and then modified?"

"You're spouting nonsense! Believe me or not, I'll spit a pebble at you and kill you. Aren't I part of the Demon Group?"

The stone Demon Eye were bloodshot.

"Boss, we need to be honest. It's not that we don't want to buy, just give us the cost price," the knowledgeable man said.

The stone demon paused for a moment, then extended one finger.

"10 Contribution Points, I'll buy it."

The man swiped the machine that was stuck in front of him, picked up the laser gun, and ran.

"I said it was a 10 Contribution Points discount, give me back my gun! What the hell? You dare to steal the devil's stuff!"

Seeing the boss run away, the people around him, eyeing the remaining laser guns, swiped their cards and bought them all in an instant. There was no need to hesitate when it came to 10 Contribution Points.

However, not long after...

The previous owner and the man returned, looking at the empty stall with smiles on their faces.

"How much did you make this time?"

"690 Contribution Points, same as always, I'll give you half."

"Okay, I'll bring some more people over."

The boss then took out the laser guns and displayed them. These guns were all salvaged from the junk that other demons didn't want, and he had modified and polished them. It was a business with no initial investment, but the profits were quite considerable.

"Take a look! Laser guns manufactured by the Demon Group!"

Another wave of passengers arrived.

Kino and Wanda happened to be passing by and witnessed this scene.

"How interesting, demons and humans are conning each other."

Wanda found the scene before her quite amusing and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"It's not exactly a lie. Those guns belong to the Chitauri army. Although they're obsolete within the Demon Group, they're still considered advanced weapons outside. 10 Contribution Points is already a bargain."

Kino smiled slightly.

"Master, what kind of hell do you want to create?"

Although Wanda didn't know what Hell originally looked like, she had heard Sister Pamela describe it to her.

To be able to transform the Earth like this in just two years, the Master must have put in a lot of effort.

(Tony has something to say)

"Perhaps it's meant to be the center of this universe?"

Kino initially just wanted Hell to look more pleasing to the eye.

Later, with Tony's help in designing and Pamela's renovation, Hell gradually transformed into a so-called tourist destination.

"Master's words mean it will definitely succeed, Wanda will help too."

Wanda stated firmly.

"... Um."