Peggy, however, frowned slightly, lost in thought.
The Demon King wasn't someone who liked war, yet now he was intent on bringing about this war; there must be some deeper meaning behind it.
Moreover, Nick Fury came to them but couldn't tell them in advance. Could it be that Nick Fury was the cause of this war?
She couldn't help but recall the artificial Sun that had erupted in New York previously, which ultimately ended peacefully and even benefited the World, and that too was orchestrated by the Demon King.
"Boss, I want to ask, will this war benefit all of humanity?"
Peggy hesitated for a moment, then finally asked.
...Who knows.
Qinuo replied without turning his head, then tossed out a black satchel, turned, and left.
This hamburger is also good, bought it!
The corners of Peggy's mouth curved upwards, revealing a faint smile; it seemed she didn't need to worry anymore.
Steve reached out and unfastened the satchel's buckle, his gaze peering inside.
A metallic luster shimmered in the sunlight—it was his shield, familiar and comforting.
He couldn't help but reach out, gently caressing the shield's cold surface with a touch of lingering affection.
A great war was imminent.
However, before he could fully immerse himself in this nostalgia, Peggy snatched the satchel away and then handed it to Bucky behind her.
"Your task today isn't to be melancholic here."
"But war is coming..."
Peggy, however, took Steve's arm without explanation and pulled him towards the hamburger shop, speaking as they walked.
"With the Demon King here, what are you afraid of? You're just a soldier; your duty is to obey orders.
And now, I order you to go on a date with me."
"Yes, Officer Peggy!"
Steve composed himself. Yes, the boss was here; he just needed to follow instructions.
Bucky, following behind with the satchel, unconsciously clenched his steel fist, a faint glint of excitement flashing in his eyes. War was truly something to look forward to!
"What are you spacing out for? Try this; this is New York's number one hamburger."
Peggy's voice interrupted Bucky's thoughts; she unceremoniously stuffed a steaming hot hamburger into his mouth.
Although she felt this old-fashioned guy was like an extra third wheel, she still needed to take care of him; this way, Steve would feel even more guilty and compensate her.
---
After accompanying Black Phoenix and Galan to enjoy some food and incidentally buying a whole street, Qinuo returned to the manor and took out the Chthon's Mark.
He began to seriously study magic and knowledge.
He had never imagined that he, a bad student, would one day enjoy studying.
Chthon's magic had many types, but they could generally be categorized into four groups.
darkhold magic, which was the complete collection of magic Chthon used when he was on Earth; however, using it required sacrificing one's soul.
Possession magic, similar to Shazam's ability, but it allowed control over the possessed target.
Creation magic, with which true mythical beings could be created; with this alone, he could sweep across the entire World by himself.
Chaos magic, which could manipulate reality.
"This time, I really got a great deal."
It could be said that with these, one could start at the Earth-level (Thor), reach the Sky Father-level (Odin) with serious study for over ten years, and even reach the Single Universe-level (Celestials) if one had exceptional talent.
(Galan once disdained the Celestials' creations.)
Qinuo even felt a little embarrassed; Chthon, this Demon God, was truly too generous, and he had even beaten him up.
After feeling guilty for less than a second, Qinuo picked up the Vishanti's Book again and began to study it.
How to put it, it was quite standard.
It could also be categorized into four types.
Defense magic: Shields of Seraphim, which can form powerful protective barriers to resist various attacks.
Teleportation magic: Portals, enabling rapid spatial transfer.
Attack magic: magic Whip, Crimson Bands, Rings of Raggadorr, possessing powerful offensive and binding capabilities.
Special magic: Astral Projection, Mirror Dimension, Ikonn's Form, possessing unique effects and uses.
Although its power couldn't compare to the magic in the darkhold, it was versatile, covering attack, defense, escape, and positioning, and it didn't have overly severe side effects.
Qinuo decided to try creation magic.
As the red magic rose in his hand, a distorted figure appeared in the room, constantly changing and shaping.
"Whinny—"
A white unicorn let out a soft neigh, its sound clear and melodious, like a celestial melody, echoing throughout the room.
Its body emanated a shimmering white light.
The unicorn looked at Qinuo, lowered its head, indicating submission.
"No soul?"
Qinuo reached out and stroked the unicorn's neck; it felt great. What if he made it into a blanket?
But facing the unicorn's adoring eyes, he decided against it.
Creation magic couldn't create souls, only consciousness; it was similar to advanced AI, capable of thinking, mating, having preferences, but not fearing Death.
"Go play over there; don't disturb me."
Qinuo patted the unicorn, intending to try creating life.
The unicorn gently nodded, reluctantly moved aside, and quietly watched its creator.
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Night.
Pamela and Venom picked Damian up from school and went home, encountering Gwen and Harley, who was tied up with Spider-Man's web, along the way.
One met Harley, who was beating up thugs while acting as Spider-Man.
Harley noticed the ring on Gwen's hand, which was the same as Xiao Hong's, so she didn't resist.
After Pamela's explanation, she was released.
"Dear, we're ho...me..."
When they saw the scene at home, Pamela and the others' gazes gradually became dazed.
A white unicorn was elegantly strolling in the room, while Black Phoenix and Rayquaza were chasing and playing with each other in the sky.
Dozens of slimes of various colors were hopping on the ground, followed by several yellow large rats, and in the corner, several face-basin-sized butterflies were dancing gracefully.
A red little dinosaur and a blue turtle were fighting fiercely...
"You're back. Look at my masterpiece."
Qinuo proudly displayed his most time-consuming creation—Bumblebee the Transformer!
"Hello, Mistresses, Little Master."
The yellow sports car flashed its headlights, greeting them.
"Hello... No, dear, where did all these come from?"
Pamela greeted him blankly, then suddenly sobered up and asked.
"I created them, Bumblebee, transform!"
Sounds of mechanical movement rang out, and a nearly five-meter-tall robot appeared on the spot, crashing into the ceiling.
"Although there was a small mistake, isn't it cool!?"
Qinuo showed off, never expecting creation magic to be so powerful, even capable of creating silicon-based life.
"That's so cool! I love it, Xiao Qiqi, can I have this one!"
Harley's eyes sparkled.
"No, this is mine."
"Please, I can sleep with you."
"Can't you change it? Do I look like a sex fiend in your eyes?"
"Aren't you?"
"..."
Speechless.