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Chapter 355 Mephisto
"What did you say?" Dum stared at the woman in front of him, this woman with a face he was very familiar with, but he was quite sure that it should be a counterfeit, her cold and gloomy voice almost trembled.

If anyone else told him that this was definitely his mother in such a firm tone, Doom would not only have no chance of believing it, but would also have a high probability of crushing the person who spoke.But Michael is the only one in this world who he trusts subconsciously from the bottom of his heart. If Michael said it so firmly, no matter how absurd it is, he would not be unacceptable.

So no matter what the woman in front of him said, and no matter how all the scans of the armor and the authentication of spells told him the same conclusion, Doom would never believe that this person was really Cynthia von Doom, his mother.But to hear even Michael Paso tell him so himself, he seems to have to start accepting the possibility.

Cynthia was obviously also a little surprised when she heard Michael's words.She looked sideways at the black armor coming up from behind Dum, and nodded slightly: "Thank you. I also know about you, Mr. Passo. I know the great help you have provided Victor over the years."

Her pupils suddenly narrowed slightly.

She didn't expect it at all, Michael's right palm suddenly lifted up, and a blue pulsed light beam whizzed towards him. The energy beam contained abundant divine power, like a rolling thunderclap.

Cynthia's reaction was quite quick, she immediately closed her arms, and a scarlet magic circle appeared in front of her to block the beam of light.She frowned and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Michael ignored her, and followed her forward like a shadow. The steel armor turned into a blurred afterimage and was close to her in the blink of an eye.He reached forward with his left arm and grabbed his head with one hand.In Cynthia's hands, a blood-like red glow appeared.But Michael's grasp was just an illusion. He turned his left hand in the middle of it, and with a golden magic circle in his palm, he slashed towards Cynthia's wrist.Cynthia's wrist was pulled and deflected, and the red light in her hand suddenly disappeared and went elsewhere.

Michael made a surprise attack, shot like lightning and pressed every step of the way, and Cynthia was completely passive since the first meeting.Michael raised his right hand, and a blue light flashed in the palm of his hand. The magic circle suddenly opened, and the stream of light shot straight towards the center of Cynthia's eyebrows.Cynthia raised her arm to block it, but it was a step too late.The blue glow entered between her eyebrows, her whole body froze suddenly, and all the spirit in her pupils suddenly lost.

She lowered her arms and lowered her head subconsciously, like a doll whose battery had been pulled out.

"What's going on here?" Dum stepped forward and asked a little anxiously, "What did you do to her?"

"It's nothing, it's just a little interference." Michael replied lightly, and suddenly raised the volume, "Is it almost time to come out? Or do you plan to continue shrinking like this for the rest of your life?"

There was a moment of silence.Then ripples suddenly appeared in the solemn air of the hall, the space slowly twisted and twisted, and then a scarlet rift was abruptly torn open.The boundless darkness seemed to be released by a physical storm, and Cynthia von Doom's body seemed to have turned into a transparent feather, which was sucked in weakly.

The old man in black appeared in the hall, wearing a top hat and leaning on a cane, with a seemingly gentle but murderous smile hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Mephisto.

Doom recognized the demon at first glance.He darkened his face, and said coldly in a voice so low that it seemed to freeze the air: "Mephisto."

Mephisto looked at him with a smile: "Victor von Doom, it's been a few years, and it should be considered 'long time no see' for your short and insignificant life."

He looked Doom over carefully and nodded approvingly.

"Your progress is beyond my imagination, you've almost started to become interesting." He laughed, "When you came to me, you were just a weak, powerless, frightened brat , just one of the insignificant human beings. But look at you now, the spells you have cultivated... tsk tsk, it's impressive."

Michael narrowed his eyes: "That's why you specifically found Victor?"

"Yeah, back then he was just a small reptile, even if he was crushed to death, it would be meaningless." The old man shook the crutch in his hand, "but now, he has started to attract my attention, he reminds me of Cynthia Such a dirty son, and he is desperate to get his mother's soul back from me. So I released Cynthia von Doom's soul for a short while, and her memory shook slightly A little bit of a hand and foot made her think she was free. It would have been a very interesting drama.”

He paused, narrowed his eyes, withdrew his smile and looked at Michael coldly.

"...You just don't want to settle down, right, mage?"

"Mephisto." Before Michael could answer, Doom spoke sullenly, his voice nearly lost in anger.

Mephisto smiled calmly and with great interest: "Oh? What are you going to do?"

Without a word, what answered him was a terrifying whirlwind as mighty as the ocean.The dark green magic cyclone pressed down like a mountain, and hit the shore like a thousand layers of waves. The terrifying breath collapsed the floor, shattered the roof, and the magic power even overflowed the hall.Even all the guards outside the door were affected by this force, and they were smashed to pieces the moment they were swept by the aftermath of the magic power.

Victor von Doom is worthy of being a genius of the heavens. Even in the temple of Karma Taj, such a surging magic power can only be matched by the "Supreme Mage". Looking at the entire dimension, there are only a few mages who can achieve it. such a level.

Of course, that refers to the category of magicians after all.But the enemy Dum is facing now is far more than just a "magician".

It was a demon, a real demon, a demon who ruled hell and possessed supernatural powers!
The light curtain was torn, and the magic power quickly dissipated around one point.The magic air currents scrambled to escape, avoiding the hell lord far away as if in fear.The main hall had been completely destroyed. The old man in black was hanging in the air out of thin air, but not only was his clothes not damaged at all, he wasn't even stained with a speck of dust.

Mephisto lightly turned the crutch in his hand.

"Although it is very stupid to do this, I still expect you to do so." Mephisto chuckled mockingly, "Because you will be able to use your own body to discover, even in this human dimension, it depends on you It's still a dream to win!"

(End of this chapter)