Harem With Venom In Marvel/Dc

After repelling all the demons...

"Lucif, let's go!"

"Umm..."

Chino placed his hands on Lucifer and Pamela's shoulders. A streak of light flashed, and the three of them vanished in an instant.

The next moment, an old man appeared at the scene.

"Lucif..."

Lucifer felt a flash of light before she found herself standing in a vast desert. Strong winds lifted the gravel into the air, forming a yellow haze that resembled a flowing curtain.

She extended her hand, grasping at the airborne gravel, feeling the tiny particles slip through her fingers.

There was no divine presence.

"Hahaha, there is no such thing as God's world."

Behind her, a pair of snow-white wings spread wide, radiant and beautiful, with each feather glowing with a sacred light.

As she flapped her wings, a powerful gust created a sandstorm, which dissipated into the sky in an instant, leaving behind only a luminous silhouette.

"Oh? Where did Lady Lucifer go?" Pamela asked while gazing at the sky.

"Let her seek her freedom."

Chino, having gained a vision from Superman, knew that Lucifer had flown into space.

Lucifer felt his gaze and blew him a kiss.

"Thank you. Goodbye."

"Goodbye! Fly wherever you like!"

Chino watched until she disappeared from sight.

"Hey, we caught a man."

Chino twitched as he looked at the bound captive.

"Butler Frank!"

"Young Master, it's been a long time."

Frank was suspended in mid-air, expressionless, showing no signs of resistance. If not for Pamela's combat experience, she would have been able to shoot Frank from several meters away.

"I'm sorry, Housekeeper Frank."

Pamela immediately lowered him. Realizing she had restrained the wrong person, her face was filled with embarrassment and apology.

"It's alright, Madam."

The title made Pamela blush.

"Pamela, how long have I been gone?"

Noticing the thick layer of dust on Frank, Chino knew he had been away for quite some time.

"Three days, Master."

"The time is almost the same. Frank, thank you for your patience. It must be boring staying here alone."

As Chino patted the dust off Frank's body, a cloud of dust rose into the air.

"No, Young Master. During this time, people occasionally came to keep me company.

It reminded me of my days in the military."

Frank looked nostalgic as memories surfaced in his eyes.

For the first time, Chino realized that the surroundings had been tidied up—there were no corpses, but the scent of fresh blood lingered.

It seemed that remnants of the Ten Commandments occasionally showed up.

"Frank, let's go home. Tell me everything that happened after I disappeared."

"Yes, Young Master. Miss, the helicopter is parked in the back."

Inside the aircraft, the rotors stirred the air with a deafening noise. The wind howled past the fuselage, and Chino soon understood the situation.

Tony Stark and Ethan had found Frank. Upon learning that the Young Master was fighting, they threw him a satellite phone and rushed over in an armed helicopter.

Unfortunately, by the time they arrived, Chino was already gone. So Frank decided to stay and wait for his return.

Tony Stark made a phone call to someone, who picked him up and took him to a press conference.

As expected, just like in the original timeline, Tony Stark shut down the weapons division.

Hours later, they finally returned to the mansion.

Surrounded by lush green mountains and a sea of greenery, the towering iron gates slowly opened, revealing a winding stone path leading to the grand estate.

"Wow! You're still rich!"

Pamela's eyes sparkled as she admired the mansion, her expression filled with awe.

"A rich man isn't necessarily considered a second-generation wealthy heir," Chino replied.

Leading Pamela and Frank inside, Chino showed Pamela around. She was fascinated by everything, letting out occasional exclamations of surprise.

The garden was filled with vibrant flowers competing in beauty, their fragrance lingering in the air. A fountain reflected a magnificent rainbow under the sunlight.

"Hey, this place is really beautiful."

Chino smiled and said, "This will be our home in the future."

There were not many servants in the mansion, only a chef and Frank's team. Cleaning staff were hired periodically to maintain the place.

After dinner, Chino soaked in a large bathtub, letting the warm water wash over his body, bringing a sense of relaxation.

"Hey, I'm joining you."

It wouldn't be right if I didn't shine... 327733538

Night.

Exhausted from the day's events, the two fell asleep.

In the dark, black tendrils quietly crept along Pamela's wrist, infiltrating her body.

After gaining the ability of a shape-shifting demon, Venom continued to mold his body, ultimately taking the form of something Chino liked the most in his memories.

However, since he did not know how to please himself after transformation, he searched for a template while they slept.

Pamela turned out to be the lucky one.

"Ugh... You... No... It's fine..."

Feeling something off in her body, Pamela, thinking Chino was still unsatisfied, drowsily opened her eyes.

She saw black tendrils coiling around her body. Just as she was about to scream, she lost consciousness.

"Hmm, luckily, Chino's ears are blocked, so let's continue."

Confirming that Chino was still asleep, Venom proceeded with his research on Pamela, both inside and out.

The room remained silent, with only the faint moonlight streaming through the window, casting a dim glow on the floor.

The morning sunlight gently brushed against Pamela's face through the thin curtains.

She slowly opened her eyes, the golden rays illuminating her features like shimmering silk.

Stretching lazily, she noticed how her body subtly shifted with the motion.

"Was that... a dream last night?"

Lifting the blanket, Pamela inspected herself. Nothing seemed unusual, except for the lingering traces of love from the night before.

Recalling Chino's passionate embrace, she couldn't help but smile. Though her body had undergone changes, there were benefits—her physique and skin had improved.

Looking around, she spotted the clothes she had tossed to the floor last night and put them on.

Moving to the other side of the bed, she noticed a small bulge under the quilt.

"Hey, it's time to wake up."

No response after two nudges.

Pamela smirked mischievously and slipped her fingers under the quilt, searching.

Suddenly, she touched something soft. Confused, she gave it a gentle squeeze.

"How long are you going to keep squeezing?"

A cold female voice came from under the quilt.

"Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes." — Mahatma Gandhi

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