To the upper floor.
Aron pushed open the door and walked forward.
What caught the eye was the hall.
Inside were dozens of workstations.
Among them, a white man sat in the most prominent spot, wearing gold wire glasses and having beady eyes the size of green peas.
He was one of the targets of Aron's trip.
"His name is George Wittman, right?"
Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him,
Aron's fist hardened.
Diana immediately pulled him back from behind. Aron took a deep breath. I'm not angry, not angry, I am a civilized man.
"I am. Who are you looking for?"
George turned his head and looked at Aron suspiciously.
"You don't know me?"
Aron looked down at the clothes on himself. Isn't this conspicuous enough?
"Huh?"
"Should I know you?"
"I see a dozen Hell King fans like you every day."
"You're the least convincing cosplayer among them!"
"Even the costume is wrong…"
"Remember! Hell King's weapon is the Flame Saber! Look at what you're holding, black doesn't even fit…"
Before Aron could explain his intentions,
George commented on Aron's costume, especially the All-Black Necrosword.
He indicated that this was not the classic look of Hell King…
"…"
Aron took a deep breath.
Calmly explained his intentions.
After a torrent of curses, George Wittman finally understood what Aron meant.
"So… you want me to restore Hell King to what he was?"
When it came to professionalism,
George immediately shook his head and said seriously:
"Nerfing Hell King was a responsibility to this game."
"The last version of Hell King was too strong. If we don't nerf him, other players won't have any experience, and I personally don't like this hero called Hell King."
"You don't like him?"
"He has control, mobility, damage! Such a perfect hero! And you, as the designer, don't like him!"
Aron caught the point.
"What's that sound?"
Diana thought she heard the sound of glass breaking.
Aron clutched his chest.
"That's my heart full of passion for e-sports…"
Aron couldn't understand.
A hero with strong burst! And he's also handsome and cool!
And the game's lead designer doesn't even like him?
At that moment, Diana clearly felt the air pressure around her start to drop.
George didn't notice.
He shook his head.
"If it weren't for one of our designers who's a hardcore fan of Hell King…"
"Do you think I'd even let this character enter the game?"
"And this hero, as I expected, attracted a lot of negative feedback as soon as he went online, and now it's only natural to nerf him."
The more George spoke, the more energetic he became.
"In the future! I'll marginalize him too!"
"That's a totally unbalanced hero who does nothing good for our game!"
He finished.
Hearing that.
Diana looked at George from the side.
Now even if Vishanti came, they couldn't save you, you idiot.
"Okay——!"
"Since you think the abilities of the hero Hell King aren't worth mentioning!"
"Then I'll take you to see his real power!"
The moment the words fell.
Aron, Diana, and George vanished.
The office instantly turned into chaos, and the American police responded immediately after receiving a report.
They realized…
This must be another mess caused by superpowers, so they quickly reported it to the Avengers.
When the Avengers and Daredevil, who had stayed on Earth, arrived,
They only found that George had safely returned…
Except that the bottom of his pants was wet, and his legs were trembling as he sat on the floor.
"What happened?"
"I'm a member of the Avengers, I can help you!"
Daredevil finished.
George slowly came to his senses.
Trembling, he told Daredevil what had just happened to him.
"That guy… took me to a terrifying place!"
"Full of eerie and horrifying aura!"
"That definitely wasn't Earth!"
"Then he stood in front of me and, like magic, summoned a hateful monster!"
Summoning power?
Daredevil nodded and took notes.
"What did the monster look like?" Daredevil continued.
George snorted.
"It doesn't matter what the monster looked like, because I couldn't even see it!"
"I only felt endless fear rising in my heart."
"But that guy…"
"Turned out… to be training! He ruthlessly beat up that poor monster ~~~"
Huh?
Daredevil was full of question marks.
What kind of situation is this?
The summoner beats up their own summoned creature?
Does that count as domestic violence?
Even with his rich experience.
He had seen thousands of bizarre superpowers, but he never expected such a plot twist!
"And then?"
Daredevil continued.
"Then he took me to another place, summoned another monster, and beat it up again!"
"I don't understand…"
"What monstrous sin did those innocent little monsters commit…"
"To suffer such tragic treatment?"
Tears welled up in George's eyes.
Chief designer at a well-known publicly traded gaming company.
At that moment, he was like a little girl being bullied.
Just sobbing.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent who came with Daredevil carefully examined the computer screen.
Then he lowered his voice and said:
"His mind has been contaminated, but the contamination level isn't too high."
Daredevil nodded, then asked George's colleagues:
"By the way, can you describe the appearance and clothing of that superpowered person?"
…
On the other side.
Aron had just returned to the New York Sanctum.
Skye beside him ran over with good news.
"Mr. Aron! T News has announced that the game Super League Glory will receive an epic revision!"
"Hell King will be redesigned into a new boss in the game!"
Aron rubbed his hands together and smiled.
"That's right~ don't waste it, I just…"
"Just what?"
The deep voice of Ancient One rang out.
"Don't tell me you went out for this? What about the Moon?"
"Huh? The Moon?"
Aron scratched his head, then glanced at Black Cat to the side.
Black Cat nodded in understanding.
Immediately afterward, her hands moved, like Hokage hand signs, turning into a series of afterimages.
In just five or six seconds, she had typed out an entire set of sign language!
As for filing small reports.
Black Cat was talented!
"Don't worry, I've already arranged everything! I'll go take care of it right now!"
Aron gave an OK gesture.
Striding toward the exit.
On the way, he grabbed the meat bun that the Bread God had just been about to bite.
One step outside the New York Sanctum gate, the next moment Aron appeared on the Moon.
Looking out at the vast sea of cosmos.
In space, Quaggs, nearly 10,000 meters long, floated slowly…
The next moment.
This ancient being.
His eyes, which had been nearly shut, suddenly opened wide.
"Boss! You finally arrived!"
In space, Tony, who was trying to get closer to Quaggs, let out a scream.
Even though a vacuum environment can't transmit sound.
Everyone knew…
That silly scream came from Tony!
"Why are you screaming so loud…"
Tony stumbled away from Quaggs.
Who knew that this half-dead dimensional demon god would suddenly go wild?
The mind contamination, which had been starting to calm down, suddenly spread at that moment!
Tony also flew backward.
But no one cared…
As if they had found their backbone, everyone surrounded Aron.
"Aron! You finally arrived!"
"Thanks for the flowers while we waited!"
Captain America held up the Black King.
"What happened with him? Why haven't I seen this B in days?" Aron asked.
Black Bolt gestured excitedly, and Captain America explained from the side.
"Nothing, just ate too many Earth specialties, had an allergic reaction."
"Shellfish?"