Devil in Marvel

Marvel's Hell was complete a long time ago, counting as a universe, and then it blew up.

Countless fragments flew out from hell.

After these fragments were encountered by some creatures, they occupied these fragments, and these creatures were called the masters of the latitude of hell, and they became a single universe-level life, of course, only within their own latitude In the middle, beyond the latitude, what should be is what it should be.

These hell latitude masters have tasted the benefits of occupying fragments, looking for other fragments to devour themselves and strengthen themselves, and it must be the largest fragment that most excites them.

But it is not only the Lords of Hell Latitude who discovered this fragment, but also Lords of other latitudes and some ancient cosmic demon gods. They also discovered this piece of fat, and everyone wants to occupy this largest fragment of hell. Obtaining the authority of "Satan" and thus leaping to become a life form at the level of the multiverse, but the other masters of latitude must not agree.

So they fought a lot, and after hundreds of years of fighting, they found that no one would benefit from this kind of fighting.

So, they simply all entered the largest fragment, each designated a place to become a lord, and lived like this, which is why they are also called hell lords.

In the largest fragment of hell (hereinafter referred to as hell), today is the day when the masters of all latitudes gather to discuss who will be Satan.

After all, there is only one "Satan", and there are so many of them, maybe you can convince others by just talking.

Of course, this is a form, even if the three strongest ancient demon gods: the crimson master Cytorak, the god of the underworld, and the beholder Shumagoras, the three multiverse-level bosses, want to be superior. Others would definitely not agree.

The three of them were also absent as usual. After all, in their eyes, only the other two were the biggest competitors, and they never paid attention to the other weak chickens.

The hell lords and the others may unite to pose a certain threat to the three big bosses, but this is hell. Unless some of the three big bosses say they want to be "Satan", they will be able to unite to resist the big boss. Others The time is all playing in its own way.

As for why the Crimson Masters and their three multiverse-level bosses still compete with these limited single-universe-level hell lords for the authority of "Satan", this is the same as Ma's sentence: "I am right Money is not of interest." Almost the same meaning.

He said he didn't like the authority of "Satan", but who would care about his own authority? Even if he didn't get it, he didn't want a "Satan" who was at the same level as him to be equal to him one day.

At this time, apart from the daily absence of the three big bosses, a huge oval conference table was surrounded by a circle of grotesque hell lords. Among them, the largest number of races belonged to demons, and there were many others. The one thing they all have in common is that none of them look like a good guy, making it feel like the biggest villain hangout in the Marvel multiverse.

A two-horned demon with fiery red skin and a big belly was squinting at another demon with red skin, long black hair, a burly figure and wings not far away.

The demon with wings on his back noticed his gaze, turned his head and smiled at him heartily: "Brother, you have been looking at me for a long time, do you want to recommend me to become Satan?"

The big-bellied demon sneered, squinting and said: "Brother Mephisto, brother, I heard that your family has been very uneasy recently. Why don't you need your brother's help this time."

Mephisto tapped his fingers on the conference table, and said with a smile: "How can I bother you again, my brother, because of my negligence last time, I lost a lot of face, my brother has always been very happy. I'm sorry, I don't need to bother you with this little thing at home."

One of the lords caught between them was a skeleton lord, wearing a gray cloak that covered most of his body, and black mist continuously flowed outside under the cloak.

He looked around and felt that idleness is idleness. Of course, he is still interested in eating this kind of melon. He asked Mephisto: "I am very interested in the things between you, Mo Sir Fisto, can you tell me something?"

Satanish on the one side is so angry, the last time he was hanged and beaten by a half-demon, he has always regarded it as a dark history, when someone asked about it without knowing good or bad, a sharp tooth suddenly appeared on his big belly With an angry face on his face, he roared angrily: "Dead Skeleton, you'd better worry about your own affairs, don't make yourself unhappy!"

Before the skeleton could speak, an avatar made of dark elements not far away laughed and said, "Don't pay attention to him, I'm actually quite interested, Mephisto, tell us what's going on."

The succubus lord opposite him, who made people stand upright and respectful, with a very mean figure, also said with a coquettish smile: "Anyway, this kind of meeting has been held many times, and it's the same every time, Murphy It is rare for you to ask Your Excellency to bring something interesting, so it is better to say it and let everyone be happy together."

Seeing that most of the people were attracted by the succubus lord's words, Satanish got up angrily and left this place, returning to his own latitude.

Satanish ass can also know what will happen next. His black history will be exposed by Mephisto, and there will be a public execution. If he doesn't leave at this time, is he still waiting for the society to die?

The hell lords didn't care about Satanish's departure, they all set their eyes on Mephisto, waiting for him to speak.

Mephisto, on the other hand, smiled at the succubus with his mouth full of fangs, "Odivelia, this actually involves one of your daughters."

Optiphlia winked at him and asked, "I have so many daughters, I don't know which one Mephisto are you talking about?"

The corner of Mephisto's mouth curled up, and he said, "It's the one who rebelled against you back then. She is now on the earth of a universe, and she has found a strong backer, and it was this backer who made Satanish lose face."

Optiphlia squinted her eyes and took a deep look at Mephisto, then licked her alluring red lips, and said to him: "Mephisto, please tell me about Satanish first, How about I have some things I want to talk to you in private after the lecture?"

Mephisto agreed with a smile, and then he talked about the last time he calculated Satanish, of course, there must be a lot of things hidden in it.

But the hell lords are used to this kind of calculation, they just praised Mephisto's good strategy, and at the same time raised their vigilance against it again in their hearts.

"Who knew that Satanish was so unbearable that he was hanged from head to tail by that half-demon."

Hearing this, most of the hell lords became interested, and one of them asked: "Although I have always looked down on Satanish, it is undeniable that he is not weak, and he can't fight back even if he can hang a clone of him. This half-demon, who does his blood come from?"

Hearing this, Mephisto looked around at the surrounding hell lords, and asked with a smile: "Have all of you here heard of the name Sparta?"

Seeing the hell lords, you look at me, I look at you, and finally shook their heads collectively. Mephisto was a little disappointed. Although the possibility of someone lying was not ruled out, there was a high probability that the name "Sparta" could not be found.

Mephisto leaned on the back of the chair, folded his hands on his chest, and said slowly: "Then I don't know."

Mephisto hid a lot of things from the hell lords, and they knew more about it, but this is hell, and this kind of thing couldn't be more normal.

Seeing that Mephisto didn't want to continue the chat, the hell lords who had eaten the melon felt that it was boring, so they simply dismissed the meaningless meeting and left.

But Mephisto stopped the incarnation of the dark element who was about to leave.

"Brother Dormammu, wait a moment. I want to discuss something with you. I wonder if you have time, brother."

Dormammu stopped, glanced warily at Mephisto, who was known for his sinister and cunning, and said bluntly: "I don't remember any friendship between us, Mephisto, please come to me to discuss things, Why don't you give some practical benefits first, and show your sincerity."

Mephisto didn't care about his frankness, and said with a smile: "Friendship is something that can't be trusted in hell, and it's never as real as actual benefits. Brother Dormammu sees it clearly."

"Come on, I don't want to be your brother, what's the matter with you, let me tell you first."

"You are really out of touch. I have known you for so many years, but I can still cheat you. I am involved in the Supreme Mage who stole your origin. How about it, brother Domamu, are you interested now?"

Dormammu heard that the dark elements on his body fluctuated, and said coldly: "That's my own business, Mephisto, you'd better not get involved in this matter, I'm not interested in your affairs either. You should just leave it at that Stop it, don't do this."

Seeing that Dormammu left without looking back, Mephisto shook his head with some pity. At this moment, Octivelia's voice came from behind him.

"Mephisto, you seem to have an unpleasant chat with Dormammu, why don't you let me relax you?"

Mephisto turned to look at the succubus queen, Optiphlia, and said with a smile: "Otifria, if you open your mouth, I will definitely be happy, why don't you sit with me and let's talk slowly. "

Optiphlia winked and said, "Go to your place, there's no need. I'm afraid you have some bold ideas about others. You'd better go to my place. I'll make sure you're satisfied. How about it?"

Mephisto grinned and bared his fangs, and said, "Since it's your invitation, I naturally won't refuse it. Speaking of which, I haven't been to your residence in hell, Optifuria."

Optifuria stepped forward to grab the arm that was twice as thick as her own waist, and pressed her despicable body against it. Optifuria raised her head and showed a moving smile to Mephisto, and said with a smile: : "Oh, that's really rude. I haven't invited Lord Mephisto to sit with me after we have known each other for so long. How about I make a good apology to you later."

Although Eudiphlia said so, but Mephisto knows that this succubus queen is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Just think about the eclectic scene. If you really want to, I guarantee that in the end, you will have nothing left .

What's more, Optivlia is not a lord known for her mean figure, her strength is also not weak, and in a real fight, Mephisto's strength is also at the upper level among the hell lords, so he dare not speak It is said that he can win the succubus queen for sure.

Mephisto didn't withdraw his hand, and was held in her arms like this, chatting all the way to Octifria's residence in hell.

When they arrived at Optiphlia's castle, more than a dozen high-ranking succubi walked out, knelt on both sides of the red carpet in front of the castle, and welcomed their queen back.

Optiphlia waved her hand to make them stand up, and ordered: "This is Lord Mephisto, serve him well."

"Yes."

Mephisto happily walked into Optiphlia's castle surrounded by a dozen high-ranking succubi.

Entering the living room, Optiphlia walked to the stone throne in the middle of the living room, and lay down lazily. This lay down showed her despicable figure to the fullest.

Mephisto sat down on the chair on the lower left of Optifuria, and a high-ranking succubus immediately got into his arms, looked up at him affectionately, stretched out his index finger and drew circles on his chest, and the others The succubus also found a place to massage him.

The Succubus Queen glanced at Mephisto who was enjoying herself, and said, "Your Excellency Mephisto, how do you feel? If you are not satisfied, I can do it."

Mephisto glanced at her despicable curves, and then took a deep look at a handle-like object next to her throne. He grabbed the waist of the upper succubus with his claws and lifted her up, and put her on the Between his legs, he smiled at the Succubus Queen: "Satisfied, satisfied, if other lords know that I am here as a guest, they may tear me to pieces with envy."

The corners of Octifria's mouth curled up, and she said with a smile, "Since you're satisfied, let's talk about the business."

As soon as Optifuria waved her hand, all the high-ranking succubi stopped their hands and continued to move in their mouths, and respectfully bowed to Optifuria before retreating.

Mephisto glanced at Optiphlia's despicable figure, and saw her licking her red lips and winking at him temptingly. The corners of Mephisto's mouth twitched, and he cursed inwardly: "You You wanted to plot against me from the very beginning, but I have to say, your move is really amazing."

There is no way, hold back, otherwise what else can I do.

Are you really in a hurry to deliver the head?