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Chapter 670: Regret and Remorse · Oct 11, 2026

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651 Chapter 651: Norman Osborn 2026-10-11
652 Chapter 652: Equipment with a Built-In Self-Destruct System 2026-10-11
653 Chapter 653: A Call from Kingo 2026-10-11
654 Chapter 654: Endless Trouble 2026-10-11
655 Chapter 655: The Big Fish Takes the Bait 2026-10-11
656 Chapter 656: The Osborn Manor 2026-10-11
657 Chapter 657: The MD Disc That Appeared Out of Thin Air 2026-10-11
658 Chapter 658: Opening the Black Box 2026-10-11
659 Chapter 659: The Beginning 2026-10-11
660 Chapter 660: The World Leaders Summit 2026-10-11
661 Chapter 661: Rogue Crashes the Party Again 2026-10-11
662 Chapter 662: The Outcome Inside the Battlefield Was Decided 2026-10-11
663 Chapter 663: A Clash of Titans in the Legal World 2026-10-11
664 Chapter 664: The Aftermath of a Strategic Retreat 2026-10-11
665 Chapter 665: Professional Advice 2026-10-11
666 Chapter 666: The Long Search for the Red Room 2026-10-11
667 Chapter 667: Sparrow Goes Online 2026-10-11
668 Chapter 668: The Dispute 2026-10-11
669 Chapter 669: An Unusual Everyday Life 2026-10-11
670 Chapter 670: Regret and Remorse 2026-10-11
671 Chapter 671: Burial 2026-10-11
672 Chapter 672: A Decision 2026-10-11
673 Chapter 673: The Child Who Was Left Behind 2026-10-11
674 Chapter 674: The Girl Sent Back to School 2026-10-11
675 Chapter 675: A Young Girl’s Bedroom 2026-10-11
676 Chapter 676: Studying 2026-10-11
677 Chapter 677: Driving Lessons 2026-10-11
678 Chapter 678: The Little Hacker 2026-10-11
679 Chapter 679: A Playboy’s Daily Routine 2026-10-11
680 Chapter 680: A Man-Made Disaster at the Turn of the Century 2026-10-11
681 Chapter 681: Warning 2026-10-11
682 Chapter 682: Believe It or Not 2026-10-11
683 Chapter 683: The Falling Tower 2026-10-11
684 Chapter 684: Taking Command in a Crisis 2026-10-11
685 Chapter 685: A Personal Request 2026-10-11
686 Chapter 686: The Supply List 2026-10-11
687 Chapter 687: A Man in a Bed of Comfort 2026-10-11
688 Chapter 688: Questioning Over the Phone 2026-10-11
689 Chapter 689: Conditions for Support 2026-10-11
690 Chapter 690: Relief Supplies Arrive 2026-10-11
691 Chapter 691: People with Their Own Agendas 2026-10-11
692 Chapter 692: The Establishment of the Police Technology Command Center 2026-10-11
693 Chapter 693: The Third Day 2026-10-11
694 Chapter 694: X-Men Reinforcements 2026-10-11
695 Chapter 695: Discussing Rescue Methods 2026-10-11
696 Chapter 696: The X-Men Show Their Strength 2026-10-11
697 Chapter 697: The Kryptonian Withdraws 2026-10-11
698 Chapter 698: An Invitation and a Refusal 2026-10-11
699 Chapter 699: Stark Industries Takes Off 2026-10-11
700 Chapter 700: Calling in the Guardian 2026-10-11

Chapter 670: Chapter 670: Regret and Remorse

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The devil’s temptation was as alluring as ever—sweet as honey, yet filled with unspoken implications.

Like arsenic coated in honey.

Deadly poison.

And yet almost no one could resist taking a bite.

The black girl looked at the scar-faced Tinkerer, who seemed untrustworthy at first glance, and then at the smiling demon.

Her life experience wasn’t rich enough for her to understand the price hidden behind either choice.

Or perhaps...

She had her own standards.

Slumped against the wall, her strength fading away, she weakly said,

”I don’t believe in pure kindness. If all you want is my soul, then you can have it.

”But I want a happy life. I want to be full. I don’t want to keep living in the sewers like this, feeling hungry every day. I want a father and a mother. I want someone to love me. I want...”

Mephisto tilted his head toward the man beside him and said provocatively,

”Looks like this deal belongs to me. You’re not planning to fight me for it or stop me, are you?”

The Tinkerer remained motionless.

He didn’t even shift his feet.

His eyes simply stayed fixed on the black girl as the signs of life gradually faded from her body.

Finding the reaction boring, Mephisto felt somewhat disappointed.

The truth was that he had only come to collect this nearly worthless young soul because of the man standing beside him.

So he decided to provoke him further.

Suddenly, the black girl’s unfocused eyes lit up as though she were seeing something.

A trace of vitality returned to her dying body.

She raised a trembling hand toward the air, grasping at something unseen.

”Dad... Mom... Is that you?

”Ah, is this turkey dinner? I’ve never had any before.

”It’s a shame Putz isn’t here. Otherwise I could show off to him.

”Dad, Mom, can Putz stay with us? He doesn’t have anywhere to go either.

”I miss him...”

At last, her raised arm fell limply to the ground.

Her head drooped.

To the Tinkerer’s super-hearing, however, her heartbeat was becoming faster and faster.

The heart was desperately trying to pump more blood throughout her body to meet its needs.

But because of the internal bleeding, large amounts of blood had already left her circulatory system.

No matter how hard her heart worked, it was futile.

Eventually, even the heart itself no longer had enough blood.

Its rhythm began to slow.

Until it stopped altogether.

Then came a sharp ding.

The sound drew the Tinkerer’s attention.

Mephisto was casually flipping a coin through the air. The noise had come from his finger launching it upward.

Slipping the coin into his pocket, the demon wore a satisfied expression and casually remarked,

”Kid, I can tell you’re not one of those sanctimonious fools who think demons are automatically evil beyond redemption. Interested in making a deal with me?”

However, the moment he sensed something wrong and looked up—

His vision was completely filled by a fist.

It was no different from smashing a watermelon.

The punch instantly exploded the head of Mephisto’s avatar.

The Tinkerer felt absolutely no resistance.

Only then did the word leave his mouth:

”Get lost.”

The thought and the punch had happened simultaneously.

It was simply that the Tinkerer’s fist moved faster than his mouth.

Even faster was his other hand, which had already reached into Mephisto’s pocket and snatched the coin.

He had no idea whether Marvel’s demons actually transformed human souls into coins.

But stealing it first couldn’t hurt.

Or rather, he hadn’t thought at all.

He had simply acted.

The headless avatar of Mephisto rapidly turned to ash and vanished.

---

Deep within Hell, the Great Demon suddenly sensed the loss of a sliver of his awareness.

Annoyed, Mephisto grabbed a nearby soul and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing angrily.

”That damned son of a bitch!”

As though venting his frustration, he crushed the soul between sulfur-scented fangs.

The soul screamed in unbearable agony.

It could neither die nor escape.

It could only continue suffering.

Soon, however, Mephisto realized the soul had not been brought back to Hell.

That meant it had been stolen.

Still, souls bound by his contracts were not so easily freed.

Being taken away did not release them from his claim.

Which meant that man would inevitably come looking for him someday—

assuming he cared about that insignificant soul.

The thought actually improved Mephisto’s mood.

He broke into a grin.

Then casually grabbed another nearby soul and shoved it into his mouth as well.

---

Back in the real world, the Tinkerer had no idea what exactly had just happened or why he had made the choice he did.

The demon had acted exactly according to his nature.

The girl had indeed felt happiness.

But it was merely an illusion before death.

Could one even say that Mephisto had failed to fulfill her wish?

She had never defined what a happy life actually meant.

At the very least, she had died while feeling happy.

A faint sense of regret filled the Tinkerer’s chest.

The aching sensation was unpleasant.

Looking at the coin in his hand, unsure whether it held any significance at all, he carefully placed it in his own pocket for safekeeping.

This wasn’t like the helplessness he had felt before absorbing yellow sunlight, when he had been imprisoned in an underground laboratory.

Nor was it like making a terrible decision while fully aware of the consequences and then accepting responsibility afterward.

This...

Had caught him completely off guard.

If he had only witnessed the scene of the girl making a deal with the demon, perhaps he could have calmly turned around and walked away.

But he had meddled.

Using his sparrow spy drone, he had seen too much.

Maybe Alexei’s advice had been right after all.

If he wanted to solve his own problems, he should simply grab people, beat them up, and force them to answer his questions.

Knowing too much only created more worries.

The body before him was merely an organic structure made of proteins.

Sooner or later it would return to nature.

But if he left it here, wouldn’t it terrify whoever came back and found it?

If he took it away without permission, would someone spend days searching for her?

Or would her companion simply move on and start a new life, eventually forgetting the ”friend” who had left him behind?

What was the best choice?

Even his super-brain couldn’t find an answer.

For the first time in a long while, the Tinkerer simply stood there blankly, staring at the lifeless body of the girl.

Time passed.

He didn’t know how much.

Then suddenly, a shout startled the Kryptonian out of his daze.

”Who are you?! What did you do to Sky?!”

The black girl’s companion—the troublesome brat who had recently become so enthusiastic about causing him headaches—had finally returned.

Before the Tinkerer could decide on the most appropriate course of action, the boy had already witnessed the heartbreaking scene.

Death was nothing unfamiliar to those who lived in the sewers.

The moment Putz got close enough, he understood exactly what had happened.

He let out a cry of grief and turned toward the only living person present.

”Did you kill her?!

”Murderer!

”Why did you hurt Sky?!”

Wiping away the makeup on his face and removing his wig, the man revealed his true appearance.

Though he hadn’t changed his clothes, Putz recognized him immediately.

”You came for revenge, didn’t you?!

”If that’s the case, you should’ve come after me!

”Why hurt someone who had nothing to do with it?!”

As he spoke, he pulled a knife from his pocket and stabbed fiercely toward the restored figure of Henry Brown.

Henry neither dodged nor defended himself.

Even so, the knife failed to pierce his skin.

Instead, because the child used too much force, his hand slipped along the blade and cut itself.

Grabbing the injured boy in one hand, Henry said,

”I didn’t do this.

”If I had, why would I still be standing here? Why would I reveal my face in front of you instead of running away?”

The boy dropped the knife from the pain, but he continued struggling wildly in Henry’s grip.

”How should I know what you’re thinking, you bad guy?!”

”I’m certainly not a good person,” Henry admitted.

”But the trouble you caused isn’t enough for me to go this far.

”You don’t need to think I’m lying.

”You’re simply not important enough for me to do something like that.”

After letting the child go, Henry stared at him and said,

”Before you came back, I was considering whether I should bury her first.

”Since you’ve seen her now, that means the two of you deserve time to say goodbye.

”So what’s it going to be?

”Are you coming with me?

”Or are you going to stand here being angry?”

No matter how unwilling he was, the child gritted his teeth and replied,

”I’m coming.”

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