Three Tiers of Inheritance

After saying that, Kino suddenly changed his tune. He smiled, though there was something sinister about it.

"Honestly, I'm quite happy to see thugs like you show up. Why? Because your 'souls' are delicious nourishment for the Array."

Hiss.

The criminals stared in shock. Did he mean their souls would be used as fuel?

"Of course, your souls aren't the Array's main energy source. The Soul Stone is just a little seasoning. What really powers it is..."

Kino stopped there, leaving them hanging.

On Marvel Earth, even people in China knew souls existed. They were no longer dismissed as superstition. After all, the Soul Stone existed. How could there be a Soul Stone without souls?

"The souls of evildoers don't contain much energy, but every little bit counts."

Every little bit counts?

Those words scared the criminals senseless.

Kino coughed twice. "So anyone who wants to come to the Holy Mountain for the inheritance trial should be careful. You might not die on the mountain. You might die outside Wakanda at the hands of someone with bad intentions. Once they've lost their chance to take the trial, there's no telling what they might do."

"After all, you know what they say: 'If I can't have it, neither can you.'"

"That's why I said earlier that anyone coming here needs to protect themselves. Neither I nor Wakanda will take responsibility. If you come, you're accepting this trial of life and death."

"Besides, you'll be expected to protect the world like Spider-Man afterward. If you're not prepared to risk your life, I suggest you stay away."

"This will also test your luck and your... heart. In a fight to the death, luck matters too."

Everyone was baffled again.

Luck was easy enough to understand!

Those thugs were bound to stage assassinations outside.