Superman of the Marvel Universe

"Tsk, such a rare pure soul, no wonder it makes that girl Mysterio so excited that she can't control herself..."

When Mephisto saw Luke pushing the door in, his dark eyes turned slightly, shining with a hint of surprise.

He did not expect that Stephen Strange, the most inconspicuous among all the participants in the war, was actually a contractor with a rare pure soul - the "purity" here did not mean that Luke was kind-hearted, warm-hearted, and shining with all his heart. The light of righteousness.

Rather, he said that he had never borrowed a loan from any "bank" and was a rare high-quality customer.

These days, mages who have not signed a contract with the Dimension Demon are definitely a rare species.

"I see."

There was a hint of surprise in Luke's eyes, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Therefore, the mysterious guest had an ulterior motive for throwing himself into his arms.

When he learned to meditate at Karma Taj, he once attracted the covetous eyes of many dimensional demons.

Even Sithorn, God of the Underworld, is willing to hand over the chaotic power of the three ancient powers into his own hands.

The only condition is to sign a contract with him and become the spokesperson of the 1024 universe.

This has fully proved that the extraordinary talent possessed by Magical Superman is even attractive to those dimensional demon gods.

Thinking about it this way, it's not surprising that he attracted the mysterious guest.

She is not greedy for my body.

But it is greedy for my soul!

"Visitors from hell like us are always irresistible to seductive and pure souls."

Mephisto looked at Luke with a completely different look, and said with a smile: "Is this young mage whose name you don't know yet interested in signing a personal safety accident insurance?"

"I assure you that Mephisto Insurance Company's service is absolutely attentive and satisfactory."

"If you buy this insurance, you will be a VIP customer in the hell world from now on."

“Whether they are missing a limb, are seriously ill, or are hanging on by a thread, dying.”

"As long as you call my name, you will receive an immediate response and your personal safety will be guaranteed! Until the last moment of your life!"

Mephisto is like a Wall Street stockbroker, speaking with sincerity and confidence.

But he only mentioned the benefits that could be obtained and completely ignored the risks to be taken.

"Hey, Lord Mephisto, what's the price? You have to pay in order to gain something, right?"

Luke was not afraid at all. He did not panic when facing the famous Lord of Hell, and said calmly: "I'm afraid that when my death comes, my soul will fall into your hands, and I will never be able to find peace, right?"

"Besides, devil's contracts are known to have many traps. Maybe after I sign my name, I will die suddenly on the spot, and then my soul will be yours."

This series of questions made Mephisto, who had a smile on his face, a little discouraged.

"Business is really hard to do, damn movies, damn novels, damn Internet! Now, everyone knows the devil's tricks. Those elite politicians and business celebrities are even more deceitful than the devil."

The hell lord cursed and sat back down in his original position.

Luke smiled. He would not be fooled by Mephisto's depressed look and let his guard down.

How could this old devil, who was notoriously sinister and cunning, lose his composure just because of a failed business deal?

But having said that, considering Superman's long standby time, it wouldn't be a bad idea for Luke to sign a contract with Mephisto.

When this old devil realizes that he may never be able to wait until the moment when the contract is fulfilled, his expression will definitely be quite wonderful.

Just like Constantine on the set next door, that unscrupulous guy sold his soul to the devil with one hand and gave it to angels with the other hand, as well as other weird guys.

Then, none of the gang was willing to back down and instead continued to let Constantine get away with it.

"Let's get to the point, Lord Mephisto."

Luke sat on the single sofa next to him. The Lord of Hell was looking for those participants in the Supreme Mage Contest, probably because he wanted to make big news.

He didn't mind getting inside at all, and then stabbed Mephisto to the Ancient One with a backhand.

"Actually, there is nothing else. Since you have signed a contract with Stephen Strange, you must also know that my most admired descendant, the Witch Heart Demon, participated in the Supreme Mage Contest."

Mephisto said slowly.

"The second game is about to begin, and if I'm not wrong, it will be even more brutal this time."

"Among the 14 people who passed the test, only two belong to Kama Taj, Mordo and Strange."

"Dr. Voodoo, Mysterio, and the Asgard princess, they agreed to form an alliance with the Voodoo Demon and take the lead in eliminating the two mages of Kama Taj."

Luke raised his eyebrows, Mephisto is indeed an old yinbi.

No matter who the winner is in the end, as long as it creates obstacles for Gu Yi first, it will be over.

Therefore, every Supreme Mage must beat up the old devil, and this is the reason.

Mephisto likes to do little tricks, which may not pose any threat, but they can disgust people.

"You should know that I signed a contract with Stephen Strange."

Luke stretched out his fingers and tapped the table.

"The contract between the participants in the war has no strong validity that cannot be violated."

Mephisto chuckled, a few wrinkles appearing on his sinister face.

"You are not Strange's beloved family member, brother or friend. There is no need to risk life and death for him."

"What's more, I can also add money! I will definitely give you a price that satisfies you!"

Luke pretended to hesitate and was silent for a long time.

It is not surprising that those top ranked combatants would agree to Mephisto.

Like Dr. Voodoo, he has an older brother with whom he is very close.

The other party's soul fell into the hands of the old devil. Using this as a bargaining chip, it was easy to get the other party to surrender.

Another example is Mysterio, who is the ruler of Limbo.

It would be unwise to compete for the position of Supreme Mage at the high risk of offending a Hell Lord.

As for Loki...

Who knows what ideas are in her little head!

"Then what should I do? What kind of reward can you give me?"

Luke's eyes twinkled and he showed off his acting skills.

"I can teach you how to terminate the contract. When the second game reaches a critical moment, you betray Strange and give him a fatal blow!"

Mephisto blinked, with a hint of coldness and insidiousness in his tone.

"What about reward? You name it whatever you want, wealth, status, power... there's nothing I can't give you!"

The old devil confuses people one after another. His dark eyes stare at Luke, and his words are so contagious that they shake people's minds.

"Really?"

Luke looked surprised.

"Then, I want to be the Supreme Mage."

The smile that appeared on the corner of Mephisto's mouth froze in an instant.

"This is not funny. Playing with a devil and playing with a lord of hell will cost you a lot."

The old devil's face was as dark as water, and there was anger in his eyes.

The air in the room was like glue, thick and suffocating.

The strong sulfurous smell suddenly erupted, turning the surrounding area into a hell.

The hot magma and the terrifying smell can scare people to death.

"It seems that Lord Mephisto, you have no leverage to impress me."

Luke curled his lips, seeming a little regretful.

He stood up and clapped his hands.

The space is shattered like a mirror, reflecting a kaleidoscope of overlapping scenes.

"Then do you know what will happen if you plot against a heavenly father or a supreme mage?"

The corners of Luke's mouth curved slightly, and magic sparks jumped in his hands, forming a transmission channel.

Gu Yi walked out with a headshot wand in his hand, his face rosy and full of energy, and he didn't look injured at all.

"Hahaha, Mephisto, long time no see."

The Supreme Mage shouted angrily, and the extremely hard headshot wand in his right hand, made of fine steel, reflected cold light.

"You, don't come here!"

Mephisto was shocked and retreated into the corner.

"You two are taking your time to reminisce about old times. I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave."

Luke glanced at the trembling old devil with pity, and said softly: "By the way, Master Ancient One, remember the key points. Don't be merciful just because he is old."