American Comics: Borrowed Magic By Skill, Why Should I Return It?

Strangel stared blankly at the giant ship in the sky.

As the altitude decreased.

He could already see the densely packed Soul Castle warriors on the ship, as well as the giant wolf standing at the bow.

And... the two people standing on top of the wolf's head, Chu Xiu.

"It's Lord!"

The demons also saw the situation on the ship.

Cheers erupted.

Especially Nashtir next to Strangel.

The moment it saw Chu Xiu on the ship, it jumped up in excitement.

"No!"

"Satan!"

"Our Lord is the great Satan!"

"We should call him... Lord Satan!"

"Satan Hail!"

"Satan Hail!"

Nashtir fully displayed the characteristics of a sycophant.

A frenzy of licking.

Soon, it attracted the echoes of many demons.

The sound of "Satan Hail" gradually resounded throughout the Spirit Prison.

Even these voices passed through some dimensional gaps and reached the other side of the main world, Earth.

So...

In some streets and alleys on Earth.

The shouts of "Satan Hail" also rang out.

"Satan?"

"The Lord of Hell?"

Strangel gazed at Chu Xiu's figure on the giant ship.

His eyes filled with boundless shock.

This scene completely shattered his materialistic worldview that had lasted for decades.

At the same time, it planted a seed in his heart.

A true man!

It was the appearance of the one who ruled a dimension and made millions of demons cheer.

A thought gradually emerged in Strangel's heart!

And it quickly deepened, imprinted in his mind!

"This is the arrangement of fate!"

"No matter if he is a demon or whatever!"

"This may be the last chance in my life! I must not give up!"

"Never!!!"

Strangel tried to clench his hands.

Intense pain immediately struck!

Blood quickly seeped from the bandages!

But Strangel gritted his teeth, feeling the broken bones, nerves, and the pervasive pain in his hands.

He began to stride forward.

With unwavering determination, he walked towards the direction where the giant ship was descending.

On the other side,

The massive Najielfa landed on the ground.

Like a mountain with steep cliffs on all sides.

Nastier, who arrived in front of the giant ship, had to raise his head to see the edge of the ship's deck.

Boom!

Suddenly, a large number of pedals were lowered from the ship.

They were inserted diagonally into the ground, leaving behind a large shadow.

Immediately after, tens of thousands of Soul Castle warriors surged out along the pedals.

Each of them exuded a strong killing intent.

They emitted an unmatched powerful aura.

Whoosh!

The demons surrounding the giant ship

Were instantly dispersed by the aura of the Soul Castle warriors, making way for a large open space.

"So powerful... 々."

Nastier also noticed these unique undead warriors.

Their attire was similar to that of the undead in the underworld.

But their aura.

Was countless times stronger.

Each one of them was equivalent to the strength of a demon general!

Boom...

As the last Soul Castle warrior stepped off the pedals,

The pale giant ship suddenly shook, and its body shrank at a visible speed.

Finally, it turned back into a model ship that was just over a foot long.

It fell into Chu Xiu's hands.

"Here you go."

Chu Xiu handed Najielfa to Hela.

The moment Hela received it,

Her giant wolf Fenrir immediately felt a heavy pressure.

It quickly spread out its limbs and stood firm.

"Hmm?"

"What's going on?"

Just then,

Chu Xiu suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After Najielfa disappeared, in the place where it landed, there was a pile of destroyed building debris.

The key point was... this was a wreckage of reinforced concrete.

Such building materials were not popular in the Spirit Thin Prison.

But this!

Was not what surprised Chu Xiu the most!

The real point was that he saw a figure running towards him in the distance!

"Can someone tell me... why Stephen Strange is in hell!?"

After a moment.

Inside the demon palace previously ordered to be built by Belast.

Stephen Strange was being held up by two demons over three meters tall, like carrying a small chicken, and brought in front of Chu Xiu.

"Stephen Strange, an outstanding neurosurgeon, I know you."

"You lost your hands due to... an accident."

Chu Xiu sat sideways on the throne.

Just like leaning on a sofa, he glanced at Strange with a slanted gaze.

On the surface, he had a cold expression.

But internally, he couldn't help but let out a light hiss.

Hiss!

This is too miserable!

At the moment, Strange was still wearing a hospital gown.

But it was already tattered, his shoes were worn out, the soles of his feet were covered in wounds, leaving bloody footprints with each step.

What's even more miserable were his hands...

They were originally well wrapped in bandages and splints.

Now the splints were all undone, and the white bandages were stained red.

"Lord Satan..."

Strange knelt below Chu Xiu's throne.

But his gaze was very determined.

He wanted to follow the Demon King in front of him, no matter what the cost.

"Lord Satan, my hands... it wasn't an accident, it was someone named Casilia..."

Strange clenched his teeth and earnestly spoke, enduring the intense pain.

"Cough, that's not important."

Chu Xiu coughed lightly.

He immediately skipped over this topic.

"What's important is what you want to do, Strange."

"Do you want to restore your hands, go back to being an ordinary person, a neurosurgeon, or..."

"Step into a more wonderful world?"

"The world of magic!"

Chu Xiu didn't know that Strange had already made up his mind.

He was still planning to deceive him a bit and then throw this kid at the doorstep of Kamar-Taj to complete the mission.

"I..."

At first, Strange was also captivated by Chu Xiu's words.

Being able to restore his hands and become that top neurosurgeon again was indeed tempting for him.

Even the him from just a few minutes ago would have been enticed by this.

But now...

Strange had already witnessed a broader world.

"Lord, I... I choose the latter!"

Strange made his choice without hesitation.

But Chu Xiu shook his head.

"Please don't rush to answer."

"There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world, everything that is gained... comes at a price."

"I am willing to offer up my soul!"

Upon hearing the word "price," Strange's first reaction was the demon king in front of him, wanting his soul.

So without hesitation, he said, "Uh..."

Chu Xiu had been preparing his words for a long time.

He almost choked on Strange's words of "offering his soul."

What the hell...

Why does it sound so familiar?

Chu Xiu had a black line on his forehead, wondering if this kid was playing the same trick as me.

But looking at Strange's miserable appearance,

Chu Xiu shook his head again.

"No one wants your soul."

Chu Xiu pointed at Strange.

A golden energy, like a thin thread, flew towards Strange like a swimming dragon.

It circled around and returned to Chu Xiu's body.

But it was in this instant of circling!

Strange, who was covered in injuries, instantly recovered as if nothing had happened.

The external injuries on his hands, including the shattered bones, all healed, except for the damaged nerves in his hands.

Chu Xiu deliberately didn't repair them.

The power of the Morning Star!

This was the first time Chu Xiu used the power of the Morning Star given by DC Lucifer.

"Truly the will of God."

Curing one Strange didn't consume any of the power of the Morning Star!

Yes!

Not even a bit!

It was exactly as much as it should be!

For the power to heal a normal person's external injuries, it couldn't even be bothered to move.

Just the faint breath it emitted was enough to complete the healing.

But this scene...

In Strange's eyes, it was like a miracle.

It deepened his inner thoughts and desires.

"Master!"

"Please let me follow you!"

"No matter what price I have to pay, I am willing!"

Strange knocked his head on the ground.

As for the being in front of him who looked like a human... whether it was Satan or a demon...

Who cares!

He has so kindly healed my injuries!

Still a demon?

Clearly, they are my regenerative parents!