He had no tombstone. The great tree was his tombstone.
Looking through the earth, Tony's body lay in the coffin, still looking as it had at the moment of his death. Though his appearance had been attended to, the devastating damage inflicted by that snap remained visible.
A woman crouched beside the tree, holding a little girl in her arms.
Seeing Pepper again, Hong Fei's feelings were complicated.
In another universe, they had once spoken pleasantly together. But after Tony died, Pepper had repeatedly asked to see Hong Fei, and he had always refused. He did not regret what he had done, yet he did not know how to explain it to her. Or rather, he did not want her to eventually walk the same path as Tony.
Sometimes, Hong Fei had to admit that he truly lacked empathy to an extreme degree.
There were only so many paths before him. When facing certain heroes, he had tried taking another route, but they always insisted on standing in his way.
Perhaps the heroes who had died by his hand believed they had no choice.
But who had ever considered that, when they acted under the belief that they had no choice, they also took away Hong Fei's chance to choose?
Fortunately, this Pepper was not that Pepper.
And Tony had an adorable little daughter in this universe.
After watching quietly for a while, Hong Fei did not disturb them. He left without a sound.
Finding a secluded place, Hong Fei opened the Book of Vishanti. While keeping an eye on America and Peter's movements, he studied the white magic recorded in the book, trying to transform it into one of the abilities the Dragon Seal could draw upon.
The Book of Vishanti contained the world's most powerful white magic and