The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

"I……"

Leon was just about to explain.

Sudden.

A system notification sounded.

【Ding! 】

[A highly complex supernatural event has been detected involving the host.]

[Evaluation begins.]

[Target: Beast.]

[Event Level: High Risk]

[Host's contribution: Extremely high.]

[Target completion rate: Extremely high.]

[Personnel survival rate: Excellent.]

[Special Assessment: The host has successfully suppressed and sealed the unique demon god using his own power.]

[Gained Justice Points: 15000.]

[Evil Value: 5000]

Leon's eyes lit up instantly.

"15000?"

Mark was taken aback.

"What, 15000?"

"It's nothing."

Leon forced a smile to remain on his face.

"I just suddenly felt that I was missing out by not inviting my father beforehand."

Mark was silent for a moment.

Then.

He reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

"You've grown up."

"At least for today."

"You saved many people."

Leon looked up.

Looking at his father.

"go home."

Mark nodded.

"Your mother is still waiting for you."

"and……"

Markton paused for a moment.

A meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"She already knows you snuck out today."

Leon's smile vanished instantly.

"..."

"dad."

"Ok?"

"Could you take me to the hospital first?"

Why?

"I think I'm badly injured right now."

Mark looked at his injuries, which were almost fully healed.

Are you sure?

"determine."

"I think I might be dying soon."

Mark: "..."

Night Demon Hero: "..."

The unconscious phantom cat: "..."

A moment later.

Mark finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

Leon rolled his eyes in exasperation.

"What's so funny?"

"You were like this when you were little too."

"The windows in the house were broken."

"Then tell your mother it was blown by the wind."

"You still remember?"

"Of course."

Mark smiled and shook his head.

"Let's go."

"go home."

Two figures shot into the sky.

Carrying the smelly sunw towards the airport.

The Japanese night sky resembles a torn black curtain.

The beast disappeared.

But the suffocating sense of oppression in the air did not dissipate immediately.

The other end of the spectrum.

The beast crashed heavily into an endless expanse of darkness.

It did not get up immediately.

He just lay there, his chest heaving violently.

“Leon…”

The name was squeezed out of its throat.

Low-pitched.

Shaya.

It's like some kind of curse.

It slowly raised its head.

There was no regret after failure in those eyes, only almost tangible hatred.

It hates Leon.

She resented that he was so insignificant, yet he was able to stand right in front of her.

What's even more infuriating is—

The way Leon looked at it.

It's not fear.

It's not about reverence.

It wasn't even anger.

Rather, it was a kind of indifferent pity.

That is what beasts find most unbearable.

"You think..."

The beast slowly straightened its body.

The pitch-black palm vanished into nothingness, and ripples spread across the surrounding space.

“Send me back…”

It opened its mouth.

Sharp teeth gradually emerged in the darkness.

"Did you win?"

No one answered.

It seemed as if it had heard something.

The next second, it suddenly punched the void beside it.

Boom!

Countless cracks suddenly burst open.

I will never forget you.

It whispered.

"Leon".

Every word seemed to be bitten out from between his teeth.

"Next time..."

The beast raised its head, its eyes burning with an even brighter crimson.

"I'll show you with your own eyes—"

"The things you most want to protect are disappearing one by one."

Darkness engulfed it again.

But that voice, filled with hatred, seemed to still linger in the void.

For a long time.

……

Name: Lionel

Age: 16

Bloodline: Vitrum (juvenile stage)

Power: Mountain-level peak

Speed: Mach 3000

Defense: Mountain-class peaks

Self-healing: Low-Mid level