The Peacemaker Arrives. Moon God's Duel Invitation (Two-in-One)

Let's turn back the clock to the day the "monster" Surt's incident ended.

Night fell like a curtain.

Boom!!

A sonic boom pierced the sky, and a man dressed in a black and red color-blocked suit and draped in the flag of the Earth Alliance landed on the helipad in a superhero-like one-knee landing posture.

Superhero: "Peacemaker"!

Boom!

"Damn, man!"

His steel knees slammed into the tarmac, creating a spiderweb-like crack that startled Vincent, the secretary in charge of greeting them.

"Seriously, Peacemaker, you're getting faster and faster, aren't you? You almost sent me flying!" Vincent complained.

"Uh-huh?"

The Peacemaker stood up, tilted his head and smiled upon hearing this, pointing at him with a raised finger. "I like the way you talk, Vincent."

Vincent smiled.

The two raised their hands and bumped fists.

They were old acquaintances. Although Vincent was just an ordinary person, he was certainly not a fool to serve as Chairman Moro's secretary.

Vincent was all too adept at catering Peacemaker the peacekeepers' craving for adulation.

He suggested, "How about we go for a drink tonight?"

The Peacemaker shrugged, neither confirming nor denying. "I'll have to go see the big boss first. You know, he never likes people being late."

As they spoke, they left the helipad and took the elevator to the 99th floor, where Moro was already waiting in his office.

Upon meeting Moro, the Peacemaker was slightly nervous. He extended Moro hand and explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Moro, I'm in South America... I've encountered a few minor problems."

Since the last plane crash, the Peacemaker were urgently dispatched by Moro to South America to track down the traitor who leaked company secrets.

Unfortunately, despite spending so many days there and dismantling numerous terrorist organizations, the peacekeepers found no clues.

In the end, they had to return empty-handed.

Upon hearing this, Moro gently patted his shoulder and calmly said, "It's alright. That person is no longer important. I already know the situation over there; they just don't want you to find any clues."

The Peacemaker frowned. "Them?"

Moro: "It's from the three major alliances; they've begun to fear the Colossus."

The Peacemaker's gaze immediately turned cold. "Me, take them out? Give them a taste of their own medicine?"

No matter who it is, as long as Moro gives an order, the Peacemaker will head straight to the coordinates and carry out a targeted demolition.

But Moro shook his head, his gaze deep. "No."

"This won't work either? Fine, you decide."

The Peacemaker could only shrug helplessly.

He turned and sat down on the sofa, picked up the newspaper and glanced at it, then suddenly remembered something. "Tomorrow is the fundraising meeting for Magical Girl Hell?"

That's why he came back.

During their correspondence, Moro mentioned that he had asked the Peacemaker if he was interested, Peacemaker immediately replied that he was certainly interested.

God knows how boring South America is; all you do is watch crocodiles baring their teeth all day. When something finally happens, you have to come back and join in the fun.

Moro nodded. "I heard you knew her before?"

He then opened a bottle of expensive Macallan whiskey.

The Peacemaker pondered, "I do recognize him."

The two sat on the sofa, clinking glasses and Peacemaker. The peacekeeper also took the opportunity to recount his acquaintance with Hell.

"I was originally thinking of recruiting her to the company, but she's growing much faster than I expected."

"Fortunately, she's still a member of our company." As he spoke, the Peacemaker picked up a Want Want milk candy and popped it into his mouth.

These are candies he's loved since he was a child, and Vincent only prepares them in advance when the Peacemaker arrive.

Moro pondered for a moment, then gently shrugged, "She is indeed an extraordinary magical girl."

"He can be given special attention and training."

The Peacemaker nodded in agreement, picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then said with some regret, "It's a pity I came back so late."

"Otherwise, in that battle against the 'Beast of Calamity' Surt, I'm sure I could have performed better than Red Owl."

Moro couldn't help but laugh, "There will be plenty of opportunities. You're already the most powerful superhero in the history of human civilization."

There's no need to do everything yourself.

Let's turn back time to the present.

During the fundraising meeting of the Hell Kingdom:

Tang Wenjie stepped onto the stage and began to explain the commercial value of "Hell Kingdom," citing the latest business cooperation case with Samidare Group as an example.

And then there was the Battle of Surt last night.

This is proof of the uniqueness and irreplaceability of Magical Girl Hell.

Even Miss Hell, sitting below, felt a little embarrassed; she was exaggerating her abilities too much.

"Fellow investors, I can give you a very definite answer."

Tang Wenjie exclaimed with elation, "The commercial value of 'Hell Kingdom' will definitely surpass 'Eclipse' within a year, and break through the trillion-yuan market value in its first month of listing."

"Moon Studio will completely transform the magical girl market in the foreseeable future!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Conrad below smiled and raised his hand, "Don, we've been old friends for many years, so let's get straight to the point, how many shares can you offer for financing this time?"

"If possible, JPMorgan Chase will cover everything, with no additional terms."

No sooner had Conrad finished speaking than Ye Liang of Tianxing Capital chimed in with a smile, "If JPMorgan Chase can take it, so can we at Tianxing Capital."

They are sharp-tongued, and their meaning is self-evident. Although they have a good personal relationship, they become at odds when it comes to interests.

At this moment, Mo Jin'an, sitting next to them, crossed his legs and spoke unhurriedly, "The Owl Group has no budget limit; we'll eat as much as they have."

When the other investors heard what these three "living fathers" said, their hearts sank.

Damn it, how are we supposed to rob this place? Why don't you three just fight it out first and see whose boss is the toughest in the octagon?

Everyone knows that buying shares in "Hell Kingdom" now is a sure thing, and after two or three rounds of investment, the valuation will at least multiply several times.

Once it goes public, it will be an even more phenomenal stock.

This resulted in a situation where there were far more applicants than available funding at this fundraising event!

However, Moon Studios' purpose in holding this fundraising event was not what it seemed.

They were simply trying to show off their Magical Girl Hell and, incidentally, get a few allies to share the risk.

This caused the investors present considerable distress.

I wish I could beat up Tang Wenjie, that guy who flaunts his pure gold Hell figurine everywhere.

Ultimately, Tang Wenjie provided the list of companies that participated in this funding round, and they still only secured 5% of the funding in this round.

The 5% stake is allocated as follows: JPMorgan Chase 1.5%, Tianxing Investment 1.5%, Owl Group 1.5%.

The remaining 0.5% was unexpectedly snapped up by an investor.

Tianhe City Pension Investment Fund.

In Taiping Prefecture, which operates under a divide-and-rule system, the municipal government of Tianhe City enjoys a high degree of autonomy and even has its own independent pension fund.

Therefore, their vote was no small matter; it almost signified that powerful figures with government connections were also optimistic about "Hell Kingdom."

The audience was filled with elites from the financial world. Seeing this situation, and recalling what had happened in Hell the previous day...

Record.

The answer immediately came to mind.

After the financing results were announced, it was time for a tea break.

Just as Hell and Tang Wenjie were chatting, a sudden exclamation came from the doorway. "The Peacemaker have arrived!"

"OMG, they really are Peacemaker!"

Upon hearing this, Hell, who was eating a small cake, peeked out from behind Tang Wenjie and looked towards the entrance of the hall.

Hey~!

"Are you all alright?!"

The Peacemaker were surrounded by reporters in the center of the hall, like stars around the moon, enjoying the cameras and flashes.

"You know, um, I've been busy dealing with all that mess in South America lately. After all, as a superhero, I have an obligation to shoulder more social responsibility..."

The tall, blond, handsome man spoke eloquently in front of the camera, occasionally throwing in a witty and humorous remark that made the reporters and onlookers chuckle.

"OK, OK, how about we end the interview here? Today is Miss Hell's fundraising event, I can't steal her thunder, can I?"

After several rounds of questioning, the Peacemaker smiled and ended the interview.

Then, he walked up to Miss Hell and Tang Wenjie, and reached out his hand to the girl in front of him.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Hell."

He winked quietly at Hell.

Hell instantly understood what the other person meant and shook hands with him. "Me too, Mr. Peacemaker."

The atmosphere between the two was harmonious.

Reporters snapped photos, documenting this important moment.

Then, the Peacemaker gently patted the girl's shoulder, turned to the reporters, and said in a rather infectious voice, "Honestly, everyone, I'm really happy today. As a senior superhero, I've witnessed Magical Girl Hell grow to where it is today."

"That's not easy, is it?"

"Keep in mind, she's only sixteen! When I was sixteen, I was still hanging out with my buddies in bars, and my dad was chasing me around with a belt every day!"

At this point, the Peacemaker shrugged and gave a self-deprecating smile, "That belt really hurt when it hit me; I'll never forget it."

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

There is no doubt that Peacemaker are very good at giving praise and speeches.

He always appears witty, humorous, and approachable in front of the camera.

In a corner of the hall, Mo Jin'an put one hand in his pocket, picked up the champagne on the table and took a sip, but his gaze remained coldly fixed on the Peacemaker.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Hell.

He had already investigated the relationship between the two; it was on flight AC1991 that the Peacemaker and Hell first met.

After that, the two never crossed paths again.

An hour later, the financing meeting concluded successfully.

"See you next time, Mr. Peacemaker."

See you next time.

The Peacemaker raised his hand to wave goodbye to the girl, showing considerable patience.

After bidding farewell to the Peacemaker, Miss Hell went to the underground parking lot and left the Colossus Building in Tang Wenjie's vehicle.

Ashley, the Peacemaker's assistant, approached and cautiously asked, "Um... Mr. Peacemaker, do you have a good impression of Miss Hell?"

The Peacemaker, arms crossed, nodded matter-of-factly. "Of course, I've seen her resume, and I really like her style, especially her choice not to bow to the Ministry of Magic."

"Moro is right, this child deserves special attention and nurturing."

Ashley considered the other person's preferences. "Would you like me to arrange some chance encounters or joint missions for you two? That would help you develop your relationship?"

The Peacemaker frowned immediately, puzzled, and asked, "What? Develop feelings for her? Why would I want to develop feelings for her?"

Ashley and he were both confused. "Don't you have feelings for her?"

Ashley had just joined the Peacemaker as an assistant last month.

Therefore, she always thought the Peacemaker was a scoundrel who was rumored to be indiscriminate in his sexuality.

The Peacemaker sighed, feeling helpless about his new assistant's stupidity and annoyed by the online rumors.

He took a deep breath, his cheeks puffed out and then deflated, finally unable to hold back any longer and blurted out, "Are you mentally challenged?! Ashley?"

She's only sixteen!

"That girl is still a minor! She's not even as tall as my shoulder!"

The Peacemaker gestured to his chest, indicating that Hell was only that short, not even reaching his shoulder.

"Besides, I'm an adult. How could I possibly have that kind of desire for a little girl like her? I'm not a lolicon!"

"I have feelings for her, simply because I think her personality is similar to mine, so I think highly of her, that's all, OK?"

"You're my assistant and manager, can you please not let those rumors mislead you?!"

The Peacemaker were frustrated by the lack of progress.

Damn it, it's all those stupid haters' fault. They keep focusing on that trivial thing to smear me, making it so that even shaking hands with a magical girl can be misunderstood.

Ashley was so ashamed of her words that she could only nod repeatedly and say, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I understand...!"

At the same time.

Miss Hell was sitting in her car, browsing through the company's latest business registration information.

After this round of angel investment, the company suddenly had an extra $15 billion in cash flow, and she had no idea how to use it.

Regarding equity, prior to this round of financing, Hell Kingdom had signed contracts with various companies, dividing the shares and voting rights.

This is what is known as AB shares, meaning the same share with different voting rights. One share of Hell and Titan Capital equals ten votes, while other investors have one share and one vote.

Therefore, the person in charge of the company is still Hell, who is the founder and chairman, followed by Titan Capital.

Of course, these things are not very important in the eyes of Hell.

For a superhuman, the core of a company is the superhuman herself; as long as she is alive, no one can take away her control of the company.

Hell suddenly became curious. "I've been reading books on finance lately. Isn't there a lot of bubble in this $300 billion valuation?"

Tang Wenjie shook his head. "The books you're reading are a bit outdated. The superhuman market and the normal financial market are different."

"At the heart of Superhuman Finance is the contribution and protection of human civilization by this superhero and magical girl."

"Therefore, the $300 billion bubble isn't much, because as long as this superhero and magical girl live on, they can continue to contribute to human society and maintain social stability."

"This is the true essence of superhuman finance; other commercial values are merely incidental."

"Oh... I see."

Miss Hell, who only vaguely understood, nodded.

Tang Wenjie comforted him, "Take your time learning, there's no rush. Now that I'm here to oversee things, at least in the financial realm, no one can cheat you."

Hell nodded again, sighing, "Luckily, I signed a conscientious agent. I was right about my judgment."

The girl smiled. "Right, Mr. Tang?"

Tang Wenjie was taken aback upon hearing this.

Then, he shook his head, a helpless expression on his face. "In fact, I've always felt like I'm a capitalist's lackey."

"If I hadn't signed you, I might be desperately seeking any solution now, only to have it all fall apart and I'd be thrown into the Pacific Ocean to hide."

" Went swimming."

Tang Wenjie has always felt fortunate that he signed Miss Hell.

Without the magical girl "Hell", he wouldn't be who he is today.

It's important to know that before that, Tang Wenjie had already been pushed to the brink of disaster by the competitive pressure within the company.

He even started abandoning all ethical boundaries, seeking out criminals like the Ripper in an attempt to boost performance in the short term.

This is undoubtedly illegal. Once the scandal breaks, not only will his job be at risk, but even his personal safety will be in jeopardy.

Even now, Tang Wenjie doesn't dare to think about the consequences if he had gone down that wrong path.

What will happen to his daughter if he dies?

Therefore, Tang Wenjie felt both gratitude and guilt towards Miss Hell.

He was grateful because the other person's appearance had saved him, causing his performance to soar, and Ji Ping was a sure thing to become the next department head.

It not only saved his life, but also his daughter's life.

He felt guilty because he still didn't know why Miss Hell trusted him so much, even though they had no connection whatsoever.

The man's thoughts were in turmoil.

Suddenly, Tang Wenjie received a phone call.

A moment later, he said in a questioning tone, "Miss Hell, the Minister of Ministry of Magic would like to meet with you."

"The Ministry of Magic again? And the Minister?"

Hell tilted his head in the passenger seat, somewhat surprised. "Where do we meet?"

She's not going to that trap.

Tang Wenjie: "She said we'll decide the location."

"Then let's go with the Colossus Company," Hell said.

"No problem, I'll arrange a time with her this afternoon, you can come tomorrow." Tang Wenjie nodded.

Hell then tapped his phone screen. "Do you know of any apartments for sale nearby? I'd like to buy one, um... preferably close to downtown Jinniu District."

With so much money all at once, she plans to buy herself an apartment as a place to stay, registered under the company's name. This is not only legal and compliant, but also allows her to get tax deductions.

It also provides a convenient place to stay.

Tang Wenjie: "OK, leave it to me. I'll bring the keys to you tomorrow."

"Do you need a car? Let's just get everything together."

Hell looked up. "I don't have a driver's license."

Tang Wenjie: "Just register it, the traffic police don't care about superhumans."

"Alright, I'll leave it to you then."

Hell nodded, opened the door, and got out of the car.

After saying goodbye to Tang Wenjie, she transformed into a jet-black shooting star and left the city center.

I drove all the way back to my neighborhood.

The girl had just deactivated her transformation and climbed over the wall back to the backyard. Before she even entered the house, she heard Mo Xiaochuan's voice.

"Oh my god, Miss Hell actually took a picture with the Peacemaker! They're my favorite magical girls and superheroes!"

Bai Xiaoxiao: "Really?! Let me see!"

Mo Zhen suddenly didn't want to go in anymore...

God knows that at that time, all he could think about was: who would win if the Peacemaker and his father fought?

After having a late-night snack with her younger siblings, Mo Zhen went back upstairs to take a shower, and then immersed her consciousness into the Domain of the Heart.

The girl landed gently and looked up at the panel.

[Magic Code Name: Hell.]

[Danger Level: A]

[Strength: B+]

[Speed: Grade A]

[Defense: B+]

[Magic Power: Rank A]

[Charm: S-rank]

[Abilities: Cursed Technique: Malevolent Shrine, Speed Force: Thunder Demon, Reverse Cursed Technique, Domain Expansion, Black Flash.]

[Entries: "Triple Sukuna-Level Total Magic Power", "Sukuna-Level Magic Output Efficiency", "Black Flash probability +10%"]

"So the +10% chance of getting Black Flash is a stat bonus."

Hell felt a surge of excitement within him, because it was an entry, which meant it could be upgraded.

I really want to try out the feeling of Black Flash...

The Little Hells are itching to fight, the Little Hells are thirsting for food.

We men are all about fighting!

At the same time.

On the ruins of the Date Line Town:

Long, dark red hair swayed in the wind as a girl's figure flashed by.

"Hmph, hmph hmm..."

7

"London Bridge is collapsing, collapsing, collapsing."

"London Bridge has collapsed..."

The girl hummed a nursery rhyme as she leisurely arrived at the ruins left behind by the Volcano Calamity Beast "Surt".

Splash!

With a surge of magic, a uniquely designed card bearing Surt's image fell into the girl's hand.

Why did you come here?

Suddenly, accompanied by the clanging of chains and gears, the witch "Bubble's" voice rang out in the darkness.

Bubble lifted her watch hat, tilted her head, and said, "So, back in the Ministry of Magic, it was you who released Surt?"

Upon hearing this, the witch holding the card remained silent.

She merely turned her head slightly, smiled at the Bubbles, and her figure was instantly swallowed by darkness.

Bubble's gaze flickered in the chaotic Subspace before finally settling into stillness.

Not long after they left.

Red Owl descended from the sky, landing on the ruins like Owl, watching the unusual Subspace fluctuations.

His gaze darkened slightly.

Early the next morning.

Mo Zhen peeked out from under the covers. Seeing that it was still early, she checked the latest news on her phone:

Shocking! Hell Kingdom | The company's first round of financing valued it at $300 billion, raising approximately $15 billion in just one night.

Dollar!"

Shocking! The strongest superhero | Peacemaker | appears at Miss Hell's fundraising conference, stating that Hell is his favorite magical girl! Related stocks surge 10% as a result!

The official announcement for the magical girl mobile game states that the first form of the magical girl "Hell" will be released this week, with a simultaneous global launch.

In addition to all this random information, he also received a text message.

"Hello, dear Miss Hell, Xiaohong Red and I have gotten your phone number. I am Moon God. Are you free tonight? Shall we begin our duel?"

"If you lose, you must call me 'senior' or 'older sister' instead."

Mo Zhen:"

He could almost picture the Moon God as a feudalistic patriarch.

He replied in his edit.

Hell: "Okay, where is the location?"

Moon God: "Hmm... how about Whale Sea Park? I heard there aren't many people there at night."

Hell: "No problem."

After the chat ended.

In a luxury apartment in the Jinniu District, a girl in a purple nightgown nestled in the covers, happily rolling around twice while hugging her pillow.

She exited the messaging page.

Her phone wallpaper is a picture of Miss Hell dressed in a JK uniform, showing the Little Devil lipstick guy.

"Whee..

The Moon God held the phone in her arms, letting out a satisfied, mischievous laugh.

In fact, she had been paying attention to the magical girl named Hell for a long time, and the unfamiliarity she showed when she met Hell that day was just an act.

From the day the conflict erupted between Hell and the Ministry of Magic, Moon God has been one of Hell's staunchest supporters.

Miss Moon God couldn't help but feel happy at the thought that she would finally have the chance to have a thrilling magical girl battle with her favorite Little Hell.

There's even a chance... there's even a chance to make the other person, after being defeated, blush and reluctantly change their address to call you "Big Sister".

Hmm... she's incredibly excited right now.

Whether she could win or not was not within Miss Moon God's consideration.

To think you'll lose before the battle even begins—that's the mindset of a loser.

Will we win? Yes, we will!

Miss Moon God Goddess silently declared her confidence.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Miss Moon God's head. She made a phone call to Tang Wenjie, "Mr. Tang, do you think our studio could do a live stream or video of a magical girl battle?"

Tang Wenjie, who was eating a steamed bun, was taken aback when he heard this, then decisively put down the bun and instantly understood what the Moon God meant.

"Magical Girl: Hell VS Magical Girl: Moon God?"

Moon God: "Yes!"

Tang Wenjie: "Let me ask Little Hell's opinion. If she's willing, we can reschedule your duel. I'll do some marketing first."

Civil wars between magical girls have always been forbidden by the Ministry of Magic, but they've already fallen out with the Ministry of Magic long ago, so what's a little more trouble?

Just thinking about the spectacle of these two magical girls battling each other gave Tang Wenjie goosebumps.

He even had a title in mind: Magical Girls - Battle of the Whales!