Of course, although it was possible to exploit the rules of the universe to destroy the world, Leon would absolutely never do such a thing.
The foundation of his Wish Points was intelligent life.
And among the intelligent beings on Earth, aside from the Atlanteans whose existence wasn’t even confirmed, a small number of vampires, demons wandering among humans, and gods…
There were only humans.
Not only would he never destroy the world, but if the world ever faced danger, he would be the first to step forward and save it.
Not because he was particularly noble.
But because he needed to.
…
Afterward, the Ancient One asked many more questions.
Leon answered truthfully whenever he could.
When he couldn’t, he either changed the concept, redirected the question, or simply avoided the topic.
The Ancient One’s five hundred years of life experience allowed her to see that Leon wasn’t lying.
The magical artifact inside the Sanctum that detected lies also confirmed that he wasn’t lying.
Although she could tell that Leon was withholding certain information regarding some questions, because of his future identity as a superhero and the information gap between them, she subconsciously assumed that Leon wouldn’t deceive her about such matters.
She simply believed that the information he withheld involved personal matters he didn’t wish to discuss.
Minor details that had no bearing on the bigger picture.
She had no idea that all of this had been deliberately constructed by Leon.
He was using the information gap to establish his future identity as a superhero, creating a preconceived impression in her mind.
Then, when answering questions, he could deliberately give answers that were technically truthful but didn’t actually address what she was asking.
Leon had already considered all these issues when he decided to let Muzan and the Twelve Kizuki act freely.
He had prepared for everything.
And everything went smoothly.
The Ancient One found no flaws.
After asking several questions and failing to obtain the answers she wanted, she sent Leon back to Manhattan.
[Ding!
You have obtained 26,000 Wish Points!]
“It’s no wonder they’re the Sorcerer Supreme and Master Mordo!”
Hearing the notification in his mind, Leon couldn’t help praising them internally.
Just two people.
Neither of them had displayed particularly intense emotions.
Yet they had still provided him with such an enormous amount of Wish Points.
“I really look forward to the moment you two become truly shocked and shaken!”
Leon sighed emotionally.
Then his consciousness shifted toward Rui.
Unfortunately, the battle on that side had already ended.
…
Five minutes earlier.
“So it really is like this!”
Seeing the shock on his opponent’s face, Rui knew that his guess had been correct.
He couldn’t help letting out a cold laugh.
“My body is much harder than my spider silk.”
“You couldn’t even cut through my spider silk.”
“So why did you think getting close to me would allow you to defeat me?”
Blade said nothing.
He withdrew his swords and retreated.
As he moved backward, he sheathed his blades and drew his pistols, opening fire.
Rui didn’t dodge.
He simply allowed the bullets to strike his body.
The modified large-caliber handguns possessed tremendous destructive power, blasting holes through his body, which was harder than steel.
But before the bullets could even pass completely through his flesh, the wounds on the front of his body had already healed.
Aside from his damaged clothes, there was no indication that he’d been injured at all.
Blade’s eyes widened like those of a startled bull.
His face was filled with disbelief.
This regeneration ability had already far surpassed that of vampires.
“You’re out of options, aren’t you?”
A braided strand of spider silk appeared in Rui’s hand, and his expression gradually became colder.
“If you still refuse, then I’ll have no choice but to capture you by force and slowly make you agree.”
As he spoke, Rui’s hands seemed to become stained with blood, turning crimson.
The crimson color spread like an infectious disease, traveling along the spider silk until the braided strand itself turned red.
Blade sensed an even more oppressive and dangerous aura coming from Rui.
He was very familiar with this kind of aura.
Because he often released it himself.
Whenever he hunted vampires, he would release the terrifying aura of a predator.
An aura that made his prey tremble in fear and lose the courage to resist.
This monster wasn’t even using his full strength before?
Blade’s heart was filled with shock.
“Blood Demon Art: Murderous Eye Basket!”
Killing intent erupted.
Rui flicked both hands.
The braided spider silk shot forward, rapidly weaving itself into an all-encompassing web as it flew.
Then—
It tightened!
“Boom!”
The wall exploded into countless pieces.
Blade’s figure disappeared from where he had been standing.
He had escaped.
Before the spiderweb could descend, he had smashed through the wall and fled.
An ability combining powerful restraint and killing power.
A body with incredible durability and regeneration.
Physical strength far beyond ordinary humans.
And seemingly formidable close-combat skills…
Although Blade was a man of few words who preferred action over talk, he was also an extremely calm individual.
The moment he realized that even his silver bullets couldn’t suppress his opponent’s regeneration, he knew the battle was one he couldn’t possibly win.
So he decisively abandoned the fight and escaped.
[Ding!
You have obtained 4,000 Wish Points!]
…
Looking at the 4,000 Wish Points Blade had contributed in the history record, Leon fell into thought.
Blade was also around D-Class strength, just like him.
Normally, someone at this level shouldn’t be able to provide so many Wish Points at once.
Unless…
His emotional fluctuations were extremely intense.
“It seems Rui left quite a deep impression on him.”
Leon pondered slightly.
Humans instinctively reject things that exceed their understanding and often treat their existing knowledge as absolute truth.
But once something completely beyond their understanding appears directly before their eyes…
They can only stand there dumbfounded.
At this point in time, Blade hadn’t drunk blood yet.
He was still relatively weak.
He hadn’t wiped out the vampire empire.
And he hadn’t fought his mortal enemy, Dracula.
His understanding of dark creatures was still limited to ordinary vampires who ignored the rules of the vampire society and hunted humans in the outside world.
And the strength of those vampires…
To be honest, even an ordinary human military force could probably handle them.
So when Blade suddenly encountered Rui, a Lower Rank Demon from the Twelve Kizuki, it was perfectly normal for him to be shocked.
“A high-quality customer like this can’t be wasted after just one encounter.”
Leon narrowed his eyes.
“I need to find a way to let him witness the strength of the Upper Ranks…”
“And perhaps even the power of Muzan, the Demon King himself.”
Although superheroes and supervillains were everywhere in the Marvel Universe, ninety-nine percent of the world was still made up of ordinary people.
No matter how intense their emotional reactions were, they could only provide a relatively small amount of Wish Points.
But…
“I should head back.”
Leon glanced at the nearly deserted street.
“It’s time for another round of draws.”
He tightened his collar and began walking home.
…
S.H.I.E.L.D.
Headquarters — Director’s Office
Coulson inserted a USB drive into the projector and pressed the switch.
The data was immediately projected onto the wall.
Coulson began speaking.
“After investigating the surveillance footage, we discovered that these fourteen individuals appeared near the crime scenes on multiple occasions.”
“They’re currently our primary suspects.”
Fury stared at the information projected on the wall, his gaze gradually becoming sharper.
There were photographs of fourteen Asians.
Every one of them had a distinctive appearance.
Although they were wearing modern clothing, each possessed unique decorations on their faces, hands, eyes, or other parts of their bodies.
They were extremely distinctive.
“Have you found out who they are?”
“No.”
Coulson shook his head.
“We can’t find any records on them.”
“We don’t know their names, their origins, or anything about their families.”
“They only began appearing gradually in surveillance footage around New York two months ago.”
“Just like Leon?”