Tony fell silent for a while, torn inside, but his mouth asked before he could stop it, "Who are you?"
Although he had hardly been serious just now, anyone who could withstand his halfhearted attack...
And suffer nothing worse than having his pride and outlook on life smashed to pieces was, at least, pretty strong.
Hyperion laughed heartily, his hands on his hips. "I'm Hyperion! A cosmic powerhouse! Boss, we were born to build something great together!"
Tony gradually recalled the information he had on Hyperion.
Put it this way.
Taking Hyperion in was equivalent to recruiting a version of Thanos with massively upgraded strength.
Tony was a little curious. "If you want to make a name for yourself, why come to me?"
A powerhouse like Hyperion could easily establish a cosmic organization of his own. Why had he approached Tony?
Hyperion scratched his head awkwardly. "I'm strong, but my subordinates aren't... so I figured I'd find someone building something great and join in."
Tony understood.
This was a lazy, power-hungry Hyperion.
He craved power but wanted none of its responsibilities. Like Tony, he just wanted to leave the management to someone else.
He wanted to build an empire without having to maintain it, enjoying the thrill of conquest instead.
He only wanted to be a general, not a king.
Tony tossed him a Darkness Mark. It connected to the enhanced Shadow Kingdom and could supply its user with an endless stream of power.
Hyperion caught it. As he felt the Darkness Mark's power, his eyes lit up like lightbulbs. "Holy fucking shit! This feels amazing! Boss, you're my brother for life!"
As a member of the Eternal Race, he welcomed any energy that came his way and had an incredible ability to digest it.
Whatever kind of energy it