Assassins' League

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Kino thought for a moment, then added permission for Yū to leave Hell freely to her Hell Authority.

"Call me Young Master from now on. Notify me if anything happens."

"Yes, Young Master."

The corners of Yū's lips curled up involuntarily. A look of delighted surprise instantly bloomed in her originally calm eyes. She knew very well that Kino had granted her this permission because he truly regarded her as one of his own.

When they returned to the real world, the sunlight outside had softened, showing that it was already afternoon. Coulson had also left long ago, presumably rushing back to report today's shocking discoveries.

Frank did not rest for even a moment, hurrying off to prepare for recruiting people and transporting supplies to Hell. There was so much to do that he even dragged Banner along to help.

Kino looked at Venom and Pamela and said with a meaningful smile, "It's getting late. Let's hurry and get some rest!"

Pamela and Venom exchanged a glance, then coquettishly rolled their eyes at Kino. Of course, they knew exactly what he was thinking.

"Director, I'm back." Coulson strode into Nick Fury's office, placed a tablet on his desk, and handed him a document.

Nick Fury's face was grim as he stared intently at the images on the tablet. The hordes of demons in Hell, the overwhelming power displayed by the Demon King, and the information about the Demon Contract all made his expression increasingly grave.

"Wait. What is this saying?" Nick Fury suddenly asked.

In the footage, Kino was explaining Hell's origins, but the playback consisted of a language that was completely incomprehensible.

Coulson also sensed that something was wrong. What he heard was exactly the same as before.

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the document, compared it with the information they had recorded earlier, and pointed to a line. "Director, what do you see?"

"Nothing at all. It's blank. Coulson, what's going on?" Nick Fury frowned. He knew Coulson was always reliable and would never make such a basic mistake.

Coulson already had a guess. "Director, all I can say is that those myths are real."

Nick Fury's pupils contracted. He understood instantly. Hell had been given by a god, and there was no need to say who possessed the power to make such a grand gesture.

Nick Fury remained silent for a long while. He took out a pager, but after hesitating, he put it back down.

The pager could summon Captain Marvel, but given the current situation, even her arrival might not be of much use.

"Coulson, do you think what he said is credible? A Demon King who doesn't want to rule the world, but instead wants to transform Hell." Nick Fury's gaze was deep, and his tone was filled with doubt.

"I think we can believe him. He used to be human as well," Coulson said. Setting aside Kino's identity as the Demon King, he felt that Kino was a very polite person.

"Besides, we can only believe him. There's no power on Earth capable of stopping him," Coulson added solemnly.

Nick Fury thought it over, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the desktop. "Coulson, continue contacting him openly. I'll send people to join him covertly. If we can obtain the power of demons..."

"Yes, Director." After finishing his report, Coulson turned and walked toward the door.

When he reached the doorway, Nick Fury's voice came from behind him. "For humanity's sake, thanks for the effort, Coulson."

"It's no trouble, Director."

Coulson turned slightly to respond, then left the office with determined steps.

DC World

In the DC World, Kino was walking through the boundless snow-covered mountains. Why had he come to this world? The reason was simple—he was out of money.

In the Marvel world, he spent his days playing to his heart's content with Pamela and Venom, occasionally teasing Gwen when she came over.

He indulged in all kinds of delicious food, drove flashy sports cars, and traveled everywhere. This kind of life was something he had never even dared to imagine in his previous life.

However, disaster soon struck: his fifty million dollars had somehow dwindled to only five million.

There was nothing he could do. To realize his Paradise Plan, he had recruited people, bought all kinds of supplies and machinery, purchased land, and started a company. That amount of money was nowhere near enough.

Although the twenty percent stake he held in Stark Industries could keep him going, transforming all of Hell required an enormous amount of resources and manpower.

Hell had no local specialty that could make money.

He had to go out and earn some.

Whose money was the easiest to get?

The wealthy.

And what did they value most?

Life.

So he set his sights on the Lazarus Pit.

The famous resurrection pool of the DC World could delay aging and restore youth. It could do all of that.

There was just a tiny side effect, but it wasn't a big problem. The Marvel and DC worlds were full of overpowered scientists. He could have them improve it.

And if that failed, he could always thin it out.

This time, Kino had brought only Venom to the DC World. Pamela was busy cultivating plants with even greater vitality so they could adapt to Hell's environment.

"We're here." Kino gazed at the castle atop the mountain. That was where the League of Assassins was based.

Looking at the snowfield before him, he said, "Could you inform your leader that I'm here?"

There was no reply.

[Let me handle it later. I haven't had a workout in ages.] Venom's voice echoed in Kino's mind.

"Is the exercise I give you not enough?" Kino teased.

[Do you believe I'll give you one right now?] Venom threatened.

"Forget it. We have serious business to handle." Kino hurriedly spoke up. He knew all too well how daring Venom could be in that regard.

Kino continued forward. When he was nearly halfway there, a string of black shadows suddenly sprang from the snow.

Assassins wrapped in white ninja garb instantly surrounded Kino. Without a word, they launched a barrage of throwing knives at him.

"I gave you a chance."

The moment Kino finished speaking, black Venom instantly covered his body, blocking the knives.

Seeing that the throwing knives were useless, the assassins drew their katanas without hesitation and charged like a white whirlwind, not showing the slightest trace of fear.

Seeing this, Venom let out a cold laugh. Her fists cut through the air with a sharp whistle as she struck with explosive speed.

Several muffled thuds rang out. The assassins at the front were instantly sent flying.

Their bodies traced arcs through the air. Accompanied by the crisp sounds of breaking bones, they slammed into the snow, sending large sprays of snow into the air.

The pristine snowfield was instantly dyed red with blood. Mixed with the flying snow, it formed a brutal yet shocking scene.

While effortlessly fending off the assassins, Venom complained, "I don't understand. What era is this? Why are they still using melee weapons?"

Kino replied, "It's probably required by the plot. Otherwise, even if Batman were strong, how could he fight the League of Assassins if they were all carrying rifles?"

Venom snorted. "This setting is so stupid. I really don't know what these people were thinking." As she spoke, she punched another charging assassin into the air.

One assassin even tried to use an iron chain to restrict Venom's movements, but Venom yanked him over and crushed his head with one punch.