The Witrum of the Marvel Universe

Why does it look a little sinister?

"System, what does 'sacrifice' mean?"

[Sacrifice, in this context, can be understood as the host paying a price; the system helps the host make a deal with powerful beings from the multiverse.]

The host must remember the following three rules.

[1. After expending evil points, the host can make a wish or ask a question to an unknown entity. If the entity takes a liking to your offering, the transaction will be completed.]

[2. Please abide by the law of constancy: if the offerings are insufficient, no transaction can be completed. Of course, this excludes the possibility of an evil god suddenly offering to grant the host's wish at an extremely low cost; however, such an event would harbor significant risks, and the system will automatically intercept such attempts.]

[3. With system protection, the host will not be tracked or persecuted by powerful beings from the multiverse, and the system will automatically intercept any problematic transactions. The host can trade with confidence.]

Leon roughly understood.

You can trade anything of value, and evil energy is the universal currency.

Currently, the only valuable thing he has left is 103 points of evil, which Leon has put into it.

He wished for something that could help him gain heat vision or laser eyes.

After all, who wouldn't want to shoot lasers from their eyes like Superman?

"..."

The altar on the system interface did not respond.

Leon felt embarrassed; it seemed the offerings were indeed too few.

"Then I need something that can help me increase my strength."

The altar has changed this time.

After a brief 0.01 seconds, countless options appeared on the screen.

[1. Secondary Healing: Blessed by a powerful being, recovery speed is increased threefold, but the effect weakens as the physique improves.]

2. Space Pirate Gun: Each bullet has the power of a grenade.

[3. Crimson Healing: Your hands can unleash healing beams, but in return, your soul will return to the Crimson Plane after death.]

What the hell is this?

How did a contract of servitude even appear?

The system simply eliminated anything with hidden pitfalls for him; whether he signed the contract of servitude or not was entirely up to him.

Leon would definitely not sign it; only a fool would sign it, selling his soul for a healing spell.

In the Marvel Universe, all magic has a source, backed by powerful beings at the cosmic or even multiverse level.

Apart from these gods and demons, no one else can possess magic; they can only borrow magic from powerful beings at the cosmic level.

The more you borrow, the more debt you accumulate.

This is why Marvel's sorcerers all prefer melee combat and only use magic when absolutely necessary.

These debts will have to be repaid sooner or later, either after death or while still alive.

Therefore, Leon would definitely not want to get involved with magic if he could avoid it.

【…】

Turning to the very end, Leon actually found something that looked quite remarkable.

[87. Death Aversion: You are averse to death, unable to reach a state of death, unable to return to death's embrace.]

"This...is the money being withdrawn?"

Leon was slightly dazed. To be able to get such a good item with only 100 points of evil points, which cosmic-level god was so generous?

Although the name sounds negative, the effect is "immortality"!

Moreover, the fact that it was released by the system means there are no hidden pitfalls.

Leon was deeply moved.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to choose this one.

There's no other reason than that the bold get rich while the timid starve; if one can survive, that would be incredibly delicious!

After making his choice, Leon felt as if something had changed in his body, but it also felt like nothing had happened.

He clenched his hands, not really knowing what this inability to "die" was all about, and had no intention of experimenting on himself, so he put it out of his mind for the time being.

That would be great if we never had to use it.

He took a step, and unexpectedly, the surrounding space changed rapidly.

The once colorful world has faded away, like an old television from the 80s, leaving only black and white.

The butterflies flying in the sky stopped flapping their wings, and the pedestrians talking on the road seemed to freeze in place as if time had stopped, and everything seemed quiet and eerie.

"What the hell happened?!"

Good news: Leon was able to remain conscious during the timeout.

The bad news is, only his eyeballs can move.

At this moment, he was frantically turning his only movable eyeballs, trying to find some clues from his surroundings.

What major event has he gotten himself involved in?

The ability to pause time requires at least an Ancient One-level powerhouse.

He can't be that unlucky, can he...?

In this state, he couldn't even press the emergency call button on his watch; if any danger occurred, he would likely be left only to worry helplessly.

Hopefully, Mark's super hearing will come in handy and help him out in a crucial moment.

Wait a minute! If the culprit could only stop time in one area, that would be fine; powerful beings like Satan or the Ancient One could also do that.

But if the other party stopped the entire universe, then Leon would feel a chill run down his spine, fearing that even if his emperor father came, he would be nothing more than a sitting duck.

Look to the left, and you'll see a convenience store.

Looking to the right, there was only a gay couple on the roadside.

Looking up, oh dear, that damned pigeon dared to poop on his head.

Looking down...wait? Where did this gothic mature woman come from?!

Leon's eyes darted around, and he found a gothic girl standing in front of him.

His skin was as pale as a corpse that had been dead for three days in a morgue.

She had short, black hair that reached her ears, wore a black vest and jeans that accentuated her full thighs and pert buttocks, and her beautiful, mature face was covered in thick smoky makeup.

Wearing a silver anca around her neck, with the Eye of Horus pattern faintly visible on her right eye, she was playfully standing with her hands behind her back, leaning forward slightly, and then raising her head to look him up from Leon's chin.

This is why Leon has to lower his eyes to see the other person; otherwise, all he would see is a pair of round, large buttocks.

'Wait, the other person can move during time stop, she's the culprit behind this time stop, and the target... is him!!!'

Realizing this, Leon felt a chill run down his spine.

This is worse than getting involved in a major event; he's been targeted by the event itself!

Chapter 10 Death

The gothic woman sniffed Leon, then raised her excessively white hand and, as if playing with a toy, pinched his chin and examined him from head to toe, as if looking at some rare and exotic creature.

The gothic woman released her grip, a sorrowful empathy in her eyes. "Poor child, you have been abandoned by 'death'."

"The concept of death has not been erased from you, but you will never be accepted by death."

Leon was unmoved by the sadness in her eyes. Immortality was the dream of so many people; what was there to be sad about?

Seeing that the gothic woman seemed to have no hostility, he quickly rolled his eyes, signaling that he should let go of her.

"Okay, I'll let you go right now."

The gothic-chic woman winked playfully and said, "But before that, you have to agree to one condition."

“My brother once made a pact with a mortal, granting him eternal life, but in return, the mortal had to tell him what it felt like to be alive every hundred years.”

"As the only two people in the world who have been cursed by death, to be honest, I don't like the other one very much, but you are a great target to kill time."

"As long as you let me observe you, I will help you neutralize the curse of death as payment."

Leon really wanted to ask, "Big sister, with your ability to stop time, do you really need to ask for other people's permission to observe them?"

I didn't realize he was such a meticulous person...

Meeting Leon's helpless gaze, the gothic woman smiled slyly, "Then it's settled~"

She snapped her fingers, and the butterfly's wings resumed vibrating. The two gay men by the roadside continued their passionate kiss.

Leon found himself able to move again, and the mysterious gothic woman had vanished.

The only difference was that his panel had undergone new changes.

Name: Lionel

Age: 16