Superman of the Marvel Universe

"horrible……"

"It's too cruel..."

"unacceptable……"

The guests at the Wumen Bar were all dumbfounded as they watched the brightly flashing live broadcast.

People in the 21st century, who have been bombarded by Hollywood special effects blockbusters, are almost immune to superhero battle scenes.

Iron Man likes to use cannon fire to clean the ground, the Hulk is a demolition maniac, and Thor, the god of thunder, waves his hands, causing lightning and thunder...

When you are at the scene, you may feel that the momentum is astonishing.

But from the perspective of the screen, it is actually no different from those popcorn blockbusters.

It is nothing more than a variety of sound and light special effects, coupled with the devastated New York City as the background, it is a grand scene that Hollywood has always been good at.

For a while, posting videos of yourself cosplaying Avengers or superheroes to website platforms, and then adding various special effects for [-] cents, became a code of wealth that increased fans and attracted traffic.

Therefore, seeing this, viewers who think they are well-informed.

Facing the brilliant magic spelled out by the various mages, they were not surprised in their hearts, but more calm.

It's like sitting in a movie theater, watching a special effects blockbuster.

"It's just that I've never seen this scene before."

Rocket Raccoon chewed the crispy carrots and shook his head.

Superman can always bring some extra surprises to it and others.

Possessing the terrifying power to destroy the world is usually just a verbal or literal sentence.

No one has really seen that one person can destroy the planet and dimension by himself.

Now, Superman proves it.

"Why does this guy come to participate in the Supreme Mage Battle?"

"How does he look like a mage?"

"Why don't you become famous as the overlord of the universe and stay on a backward planet to participate in the competition?"

"..."

The Star Forum hosted by Gao Tianzun has exploded.

On average, hundreds or thousands of related posts pop up every second.

Looking at the pure white live broadcast screen, Rocket Raccoon stopped typing on the keyboard with his hands and temporarily put aside the entertainment activities of playing against people.

At this moment, no one cares about who can take over as the Supreme Mage.

They want to know even more, who is Strange's contractor?

"too strong."

Rocket Raccoon sighed.

For an uninformed audience, they might think that someone is trying to level hell and purify the devil.

"Mage Strange, what's going on?"

Mephisto, who was originally calm, smiling and silent, felt a bit of anger in his voice.

The terrifying pressure directly enveloped Strange, who was floating in the air.

The fluttering magic floating cloak suddenly hugged the body.

The erected collar drooped down, like a poor trembling child.

"Maybe this is a misunderstanding?"

Strange said awkwardly.

Behind him, bursts of bright light burst out continuously.

The violent energy is like an astronomical tide.

The roar swept across and annihilated everything.

Strange did not dare to look directly at the past, for fear of being burned by the extremely dazzling white light.

"What did Superman do?"

He was very puzzled.

Could it be that the other party released a super-level forbidden technique that would destroy the world?

"Misunderstanding? Huh, those guys who dare to run wild in hell... they won't end up well!"

Mephisto wanted to say some harsh words, but then he thought about it, it was the Ancient One who caused the hell last time.

So far, the old guy is living well and shows no signs of dying soon.

He was seriously injured and his end was approaching...

That was just a smoke bomb released by Kamal Taj to confuse others.

"Step aside! I want to see who your contractor is!"

Mephisto stood up straight, like a giant standing tall in the sky, and left the stone throne.

If he continues to sit on the sidelines and ignore it, his hometown may be demolished.

Rumble!

The terrifying loud noise of the heaven and earth collapsing crushed the space into pieces.

Thick black cracks suddenly burst out, shocking, and swallowed up the material.

The violent and chaotic energy tide is constantly pulling the earth.

Along with the rising thick smoke, huge cracks were torn open in the hard rock formation.

Click!

The hideous wound like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa spread rapidly.

"Stop!"

Mephisto raised his giant palm like a mountain and stretched it into the violent burst of light.

The intense heat that burned evil spirits and reduced them to nothing was nothing to the old devil.

The huge palm, as if made of fine iron, suddenly closed!

The dazzling bright light dimmed instantly, like a lightbulb extinguished.

"No lethality..."

Mephisto wondered.

In this strong light, he did not detect any aura of destruction.

"I just lit a lighting spell, why should Lord Mephisto be angry?"

Easily avoiding the grabbing palm, Luke said slowly.

In front of the devil's body standing tall on the sky and on the ground, he looked extremely small, like a speck of dust.

"Illumination..."

Mephisto was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

The strong light releases high temperatures, which in turn triggers energy tides, resulting in a doomsday scene of earth-shattering...

If you think about it this way, the endless light and heat, which is like a huge explosion of nuclear fission reaction, is really an illumination technique.

“Kama Taj is full of talented people.”

The old devil Mephisto, who claimed to have seen the wind and waves, choked out these words after a while.

"You can use the lighting technique to almost destroy this hell... You are much more powerful than Ancient One."

Luke smiled modestly, waved his hand, and said: "Where, where. A nobody like me would not dare to compete with the Supreme Mage."

How could a real mage not use lighting?

However, the movement he made was slightly louder.

"You dare to act wild in hell...you are so courageous!"

Mephisto snorted coldly, and the great devil's fear and pressure was released.

He didn't know Luke's true identity. Judging only from the fluctuation of magic power, he was only a high-level mage at most.

However, the old devil had previously seen the live broadcast of the other party crushing the inner demon and punching through the lower levels of hell.

That appalling and terrifying strength is not something that an unknown high-level mage can display.

Therefore, Mephisto wanted to test the depth of Superman's strength.

"My contractor, Stephen Strange, is a candidate for the Supreme Mage Contest."

The coercive aura that was enough to deprive him of reason and create fear had no effect on Luke. He said without changing his face: "The contract of St. Vincent is related to whether he can win the last game."

"Therefore, I want to negotiate terms and make a deal with Lord Mephisto."

Why do you Kamal Taj bastards like to negotiate terms with others?

"No need. I have agreed to Strange's request. He will sacrifice his soul, and I will give him the St. Fangansa contract to help him complete the test."

Mephisto thought to himself, if it weren't for your lighting technique, Strange would have signed his name and the deal was concluded.

The soul of the future supreme mage will fall into his hands.

"As we all know, if a contract is not formally signed by a daimyo, it is non-binding."

Luke raised his eyebrows, as if he guessed what Mephisto was thinking, and chuckled: "That is a canceled deal, Mephisto-dono need not take it seriously."

"I have a new contract here. Respectable Mr. Devil, as long as you hand over the St. Vincent contract, Stephen and I will leave hell. What do you think?"

"..."

Mephisto opened his mouth, not knowing whether to say something dirty or not.

As a notorious old devil, he thought he was already black-hearted enough.

Borrowing money at usury, defrauding people's souls, beguiling ignorant sentient beings, and playing with human emotions... He is simply an out-and-out evil person.

But after Luke proposed this new contract, Mephisto felt ashamed. He was not as thick-faced and black-hearted as a human being.

The other party can use the most confident tone to talk about the most shameless behavior of free prostitution.

In this regard, he is much better than himself.

At least, when the devil lies.

You also have to pretend to draw up a contract and put on a warm-hearted and hypocritical face.

Hand over the St. Fangansa contract and then leave with Stephen Strange?

What is the difference between this and after enjoying the one-stop service, just pick up your pants and leave?

A fair transaction should also pay attention to exchange of equal value to some extent! ?

"Human, have you forgotten something?"

Mephisto's voice turned cold. If he wasn't worried about the live broadcast and had to pay attention to the demeanor of the Hell Lord, he would have slapped him down.

"Or do you think you don't have to pay a price for making a deal with the devil?"

Luke pretended to be surprised at first, and then said seriously: "I don't do anything and just leave. This is the most valuable reward you can get, Mr. Mephisto."

"Otherwise, it is not certain whether the hell you are in can continue to exist."

"Isn't it enough to sacrifice a soul contract in exchange for the peace of hell?"

"..."

Mephisto fell silent for the second time.

He has never seen such an arrogant person!

As the Lord of Hell, he is the top boss who is qualified to compete for the title of "Satan" in Hell.

Which mortal would not be trembling with fear and walking on thin ice when seeing him?

Which mage would not be respectful and grovel when seeing him?

Even Agamoduo and Ancient One, powerful beings that rocked the dimension and were famous in the universe, had never humiliated themselves like this!

"Hahaha! Destroy hell..."

Mephisto laughed in anger, and the terrifying sound waves that pierced the eardrums scattered the clouds in the sky and stirred up the atmosphere.

The huge palm covering several miles around was raised without any warning.

The huge shadow covering the sky fell straight down.

No matter what Luke's origins or background was, Mephisto didn't care anymore.

He just wants to use the most direct way to eliminate the other party.

Then, use the most cruel method to torture that poor soul.

Boom!

He raised his hands to block a palm.

Luke stood tenaciously in the air and was not knocked into the dust or underground by Mephisto.

Where he stood, the air exploded, creating circles of violent ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Is this the end of the deal?"

Luke did not humiliate the consciousness of an old devil. His biological force field instantly opened and his body jerked upwards.

Like a sharp nail, it pierced Mephisto's palm.

The fist penetrated the atmosphere, like a heavy hammer, hitting the old devil's face.

Bang!

A burning pain appeared on Mephisto's red face.

Fortunately, with the racial advantage of being naturally blushing, nothing could be seen.

"Even when the Master Supreme beat me, he didn't hit me in the face!"

Mephisto's chest filled with rage, and a pair of dark wings that covered the sky and sun popped out from his back.

Fan gently!

Balls of flames as thick as paint spread all over hell!

After being offended several times in a row, Mephisto's anger level has been fully charged.

Open directly!

Hellfire!

The same move, used by Mephisto, is many times more powerful than the Witch Heart Demon.

The invisible force field failed to block the menacing hellfire. The raging and spreading thick black fire not only burned the body, but also burned the soul.

The stronger the soul, the harder it is to get rid of it.

"Oh, it's kind of interesting."

The cynical and frivolous smile disappeared from Luke's face.

There was a rare look of solemnity in his eyes.

Hellfire is Ghost Rider's signature skill, which can burn all matter in the world.

The soul ignited by it will never extinguish the flame unless it sincerely repentes.

In the comics, even one of the five gods of the universe, the invincible Galactus, suffered a great loss and was lit into a huge torch by the Ghost Rider.

Therefore, it is necessary for Luke to take it seriously.

Stellar energy surged through his body, and a terrifying aura swept out.

Superman loaded with the "Destroyer" template is not afraid of death and injury at all!

"Come on! Burn my soul!"

Luke ran into the sticky sea of ​​​​fire head-on, and there was a sharp pain in the depths of his soul.

It seems to be torn apart and burned!

"Repent for the crimes you have committed!"

Mephisto laughed loudly as he saw Luke being swept up in the sea of ​​hellfire.

He waited for the bruised and tortured soul to fall into his hands.

"Judge me?"

However, just a moment later, a contemptuous sneer came out.

The sea of ​​​​fire in hell suddenly parted, revealing a tall and tall figure.

Wisps of sticky flames clung to and lingered around Superman's body, but did not cause any harm.

"High resistance, high physical and magic immunity, high adaptability...except for the low IQ, there is nothing wrong with this template."

The sharp pain rising deep in his soul made the corners of Luke's mouth twitch slightly.

Fortunately, he had the "ravager" template.

After enduring a short period of soul burning, immunity characteristics quickly evolved.

"Is there any other way?"

Luke clenched his fists, and the hellfire in his palms was suddenly extinguished.

His eyes were like swords, piercing Mephisto.

"The fire of hell has no effect on you!"

The latter was shocked in his heart, this was the power of hell that could burn even the Father to ashes.

"If it were Gu Yi, he might not be able to bear it..."

Mephisto is a little suspicious of demons. Although the fire of hell has never had an effect on the Supreme Mage, there is no doubt that it can hurt the opponent.

"Humph!"

The old devil sneered. Even when he was at his peak, he was still a dimensional demon who could compete with the Supreme Mage and Odin.

How could he be bullied to his head by a junior!

If this spreads out, where will the hell lord’s face go?

"Do you think these are the only tricks I have?"

Mephisto laughed wildly, his momentum rising.

I saw him raising his right hand, and the power of hell surged.

With one palm shot, there was a loud bang!

"Eh? Where's the live broadcast?"

"Why is the screen black?"

"Switch the line!"

"Seeing the wonderful moment..."

"..."

The Wumen Bar immediately erupted in dissatisfaction.

For some reason, the live broadcast was cut off, and we couldn't see what was going on in hell.

The old bartender Monaco touched Rocket Raccoon's head and thought, it turns out that the devil also wants to save face.

……

……

"Take the contract from St. Vincent!"

Mephisto is worthy of being the lord of hell, he is decisive in doing things without any sloppiness.

"Remember! What happened today..."

Luke took the St. Fangansa contract and nodded: "I understand, I understand. It will be kept strictly confidential and will not be leaked!"

"Lord Mephisto, you fought with me for three hundred rounds, and the space was shattered. Even the power of hell was wiped out... In the end, you were kind and compassionate to the evil spirits of hell, and couldn't bear to see the dimension collapse. Take the initiative to hand over the St. Fangansa contract to calm this war."

The old devil shrank in size and became a human. He glanced at Luke, who was about to come, and shook his head: "This is the first time I have seen a human being who looks more like a devil than me."

"Take Strange and leave quickly! Let hell be peaceful!"

Luke smiled, knowingly.

Pick up Strange, who has lost his brain, and return to the small town of San Francisco.

Wait until the Wumen Bar live broadcast scene returns to normal.

The third game is over.

winner--

Stephen Strange.