After sending all the demons back.
"Lucifer, let's go!"
"Mm."
Qinuo placed his hands on Lucifer and Pamela's shoulders respectively, and a flash of light passed, and the three instantly disappeared from the spot.
The next second, an old man appeared in the same spot.
"Lucifer..."
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Lucifer only felt a blur before her eyes, and then she appeared in a vast, boundless desert. A strong wind stirred up sand and dust across the sky, like a yellow veil.
She stretched out her hand to catch the sand blowing towards her, feeling the tiny grains slide across her fingertips.
She sensed it.
There was no presence of God.
"Hahaha, a World without God."
Behind Lucifer, pure white wings, like snow, spread open. The wings were wide and beautiful, every feather shimmering with a sacred light.
She flapped her wings, and a powerful current of air stirred up a sandstorm. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the sky, leaving only a white Shadow.
"My dear, where did Lucifer My Lord go?" Pamela asked, looking at the empty sky.
"She went to find her freedom."
The vision Qinuo obtained from Superman allowed him to see that Lucifer had already flown into the Universe.
Lucifer felt his gaze and blew him a kiss.
"Thank you, goodbye."
"Goodbye, fly to your heart's content!"
Qinuo did not withdraw his gaze until he could no longer see Lucifer.
"My dear, I caught someone."
Qinuo's mouth twitched as he looked at the Punisher, who was tied up.
"Frank Butler!"
"Young Master, long time no see."
Frank was expressionlessly suspended in the air, without any sign of resistance. Otherwise, with Pamela's combat experience, he would have been shot in the head from dozens of meters away.
"Sorry, Frank Butler."
Pamela quickly put Frank down, clearly realizing she had tied up the wrong person, her face full of apologies.
"It's alright, Madam."
This address made Pamela blush deeply.
"Pamela, how long has it been since I disappeared?"
Qinuo knew he had been gone for quite some time just by looking at the thick dust on Frank.
"It's been three days, Young Master."
"The time is about right. You've worked hard, Frank. It must have been boring here alone!"
Qinuo patted the dust off Frank, raising a cloud of dust.
"Not at all, Young Master. From time to time, people came over to keep me company during this period.
It even reminded me of my time on missions in the army."
Frank was a little nostalgic, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes.
Qinuo then noticed that the surroundings were very clean, with no corpses, but he could smell fresh blood.
It seemed that remnants of the Ten Commandments gang came by from time to time.
"Frank, let's go home. Tell me what happened after I left."
"Yes, Young Master, Young Madam. I parked the helicopter behind."
On the plane, the propellers churned the air, making a huge roaring sound. The strong wind whistled from outside the cabin, and Qinuo also learned what had happened.
After Tony Stark and Ethan found Frank and learned that the Young Master was in a fight, they gave them a satellite phone and came over in an armed helicopter.
Unfortunately, by the time they arrived, it was already too late; the Young Master had already disappeared. He chose to stay put until Qinuo appeared.
Tony Stark contacted someone by phone, took him away, and held a press conference.
Tony Stark closed the weapons department as before, which was no different from the original story.
A few hours later, they finally returned to the manor.
The manor was nestled among green mountains and clear Water. The tall iron gates slowly opened, and a pebble-paved road wound its way to a magnificent building.
"Wow! My dear, you're still a rich man."
Pamela's eyes sparkled as she looked at the manor, her eyes full of awe.
"Not a rich man, but a second-generation rich.", said Qinuo.
Qinuo led Pamela and Frank into the manor, taking Pamela on a tour. Pamela was full of curiosity about everything in the manor, constantly exclaiming in admiration.
In the garden, various flowers competed for beauty, and a fragrant aroma permeated the air. The fountain refracted brilliant rainbows under the sunlight.
"My dear, this place is really beautiful."
Qinuo smiled and said, "From now on, this will be our home."
There were not many servants in the manor, only a team of chefs and Frank; cleaning was done by hired help periodically.
After dinner, Qinuo soaked in the large bathtub. The warm Water enveloped his body, allowing him to relax and sigh with relief.
"My dear, I'm coming in."
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Night.
After a night of exhaustion, the two had fallen into a deep sleep.
Black tissue quietly invaded Pamela's body along her wrist.
After obtaining the shapeshifting ability, Venom had been molding a body, finally shaping it into the one Qinuo liked most in his memories.
However, after the body was molded, it didn't know how the internal structure of the body would feel comfortable, so it took advantage of the two sleeping to find a template.
And Pamela was that lucky person.
"Mm... My dear... No more... I'm so... Ugh."
Pamela felt a movement in her body, thinking Qinuo was still not satisfied, and groggily opened her eyes.
She saw herself wrapped in black tentacles and was about to scream when she was knocked out.
[Phew, good thing I plugged Qinuo's ears, continue.]
After confirming that Qinuo was not awake, Venom continued its work, thoroughly studying Pamela inside and out.
The room was quiet, with only faint moonlight streaming through the window onto the floor.
[Hmm, this is how it is, layered. I'll double it.]
[I'll check the chest too, so many nerves, double that too.]
[This one behind, add it too, otherwise it's a bit strange.]
[So much Water?]
As Venom moved, Pamela moaned softly with her eyes closed.
When the research was almost done, Venom began to condense a body on Qinuo's other side.
Qinuo seemed to feel a familiar aura and directly hugged it, nuzzling.
Venom hugged back, quietly waiting for the arrival of morning.
Morning.
Sunlight filtered through the thin curtains, gently caressing Pamela's face.
Pamela slowly opened her eyes. The sunlight outside the window, like golden threads, shone on her face strand by strand.
She sat up and stretched, her green fruits swaying with her movements.
"Was last night a dream?"
Pamela pulled up the blanket and looked, nothing abnormal, only the traces of love with her dear.
Thinking of how her dear couldn't get enough of her yesterday, she couldn't help but snicker. Her body mutating wasn't without benefits; at least her figure and skin were very good.
She looked around, looking for the clothes she had thrown on the floor yesterday to put on.
She came to the other side of the bed, looking at the bulge under the blanket.
"My dear, it's time to get up."
She pushed twice, but there was no response.
Pamela grinned mischievously, her fingers reaching into the blanket to grope around.
Suddenly, she touched a soft object and squeezed it doubtfully.
"How long are you going to keep squeezing?"
A cold female voice came from under the blanket.