Looking at the golden sword formed by magic in Linen's hand, Kenneth Becky's eyes flashed with mockery.
"Why? You think you can kill me with that piece of cold steel? Just like those idiots outside with their guns?"
Ignoring the taunt, Linen gestured for Tony and Natasha to step back.
"There's a secret countercurrent technique in exorcism magic," Linen said calmly. "But it takes time to activate, and I've never used it before."
He tightened his grip on the sword. "Now, I'll try it on you."
As soon as his voice fell, Linen stabbed the sword into the ground. A dazzling golden magic circle burst to life, instantly enveloping the entire cabin.
Countless golden magical particles surged toward the sinister green hexagram pattern on the floor. Within moments, the evil energy was completely devoured.
"No!!!" Kenneth Becky screamed as the power granted to him by the demon Sarato drained away.
Eyes wide, he lunged at Linen, but before he could take a step, dozens of golden chains formed from magic particles and bound him in midair.
"Stop it! You can't do this! Damn it, stop!!!" Kenneth howled in pain as the demonic power was torn from his body.
Linen turned a deaf ear. With a simple twist of his sword hilt, the golden magic circle beneath him spun violently.
The vitality of the cultists surrounding the hexagram began to fade—their skin shriveling until they collapsed into lifeless husks on the ground.
"No!!!" Kenneth roared again, his voice echoing with despair as the last trace of demonic power left his body. His body trembled, eyes filled with hatred and fear, before he collapsed to his knees.
"Want revenge?" Linen said coldly. "You're welcome to try—just not today."
He waved his right hand, and Kenneth's bound body fell heavily to the floor. Before Kenneth could rise, a vortex resembling rippling water opened beneath him. Within it, flames and molten lava churned violently.
From the center of the magma, countless shriveled, skeletal hands burst forth, clutching at Kenneth and dragging him downward.
"My God…" Tony Stark instinctively stepped back.
Amid the chaos, he saw not just hands—but half-formed undead, skeletal wraiths cloaked in black mist, emerging from the vortex. They pinned Kenneth Becky's struggling body to the ground, dragging him toward hell.
"This is unbelievable!" Tony muttered, turning to Linen in shock. "Are those all the people Kenneth Becky sacrificed to the demon?"
Linen stood, the golden sword fading from his grasp.
"They are," he said solemnly. "And the souls of those he's killed over the years. The reverse flow technique extracts demonic energy and opens a portal to the Hell Dimension."
Tony's eyes widened. "The Hell Dimension? So there's really a hell in this world? Then does that mean there's also… heaven?"
Linen smirked. "Indeed. Would you like to see it? I can take you there."
"I'll pass," Tony said quickly, shaking his head as Kenneth was dragged screaming into the fiery depths.
Even as Kenneth tried to climb out, the undead tore at his arms until he vanished completely.
Tony exhaled deeply. "I think I'll stick to science. I don't need to mess with heaven or hell right now."
He turned to Natasha. "Why aren't you surprised by any of this? This scene is—crazy!"
Natasha crossed her arms. "After seeing the dead rise in Central Park? Nothing surprises me anymore. Whether Linen uses magic or summons demons, I've stopped questioning it."
She walked to the center of the room—now returned to normal—and nudged a severed, half-burned hand on the floor.
"Is it over?" she asked.
"Of course," Linen said with a nod, glancing outside where gunfire had ceased. "SHIELD's support has arrived."
Then he added casually, "Prepare the check for the balance. As for the senator who ordered the attack—"
"SHIELD will handle it," Natasha interrupted firmly.
She knew that if Linen acted as judge, jury, and executioner, the authorities would inevitably brand him a criminal. She didn't want that. To her, Linen was already one of Earth's future protectors—a hero, not a fugitive.
Seeing her determination, Linen nodded. "In that case, I'll take my leave."
"Wait for me!" Tony called out, jogging over. "I'm coming with you. Now that SHIELD's here, I'm not really needed anymore."
He grinned, glancing around the ruined cabin. "I've got to say—today has been one hell of a day."
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