When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

Black dry hard land, with a long river made of magma running through it.Please () see the most complete!The fastest updated novel!

At the source of the river stands an ancient castle with a different style.

The outer walls made of obsidian are covered with relief sculptures of human faces with open mouths and wailing faces. They have various shapes and faces, as if there are really endless suffering souls imprisoned inside.

The castle has no entrance, and inside is a huge courtyard. A fountain made of bones and an iron tree full of bloody corpses are the only decorations.

Surrounded by a courtyard, there is a main hall with no inner walls. In the center of the hall is a towering throne, with an energetic old man sitting in front of it.

Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, is a powerful and cunning demon.

He had just returned from recovering a contract, so he still looked like an old human being.

The benefits are good, for a soul with low self-esteem, cowardice and extreme madness.

Thousands of years ago, this kind of harvest could only be barely noticeable, but now that he can't conduct business on the earth and abduct souls as unscrupulously as before, this kind of income is enough for him to be happy.

He was even more happy about other things. Looking at what was happening on the earth projected in the round mirror in front of him, the corner of his mouth almost cracked the tip of his eyebrow.

There's nothing more amusing than seeing an enemy suffer misfortune, especially when that misfortune remains at the top of his hate list in such a way that everyone else despairs.

"Oops," Mephisto pretended to scream strangely, and sighed with "tsk tsk": "It turns out that there is no way to avoid this blow. It seems that our 'Supreme Mage' can only rely on his weak body to fight hard." Resisted."

No one answered, but this did not affect Mephisto's joy in gloating at all.

He was very disgusted with the Ancient One.

Although Asgard considers itself the ruler of "Midgard", as long as it does not corrupt the earth into a part of hell, those Asgardians who only think about wine and muscles will not jump out and cause trouble. of.

Therefore, for Mephisto, who is extremely good at small tricks in the dark and cover-up on the surface, it is not an exaggeration to say that the earth in the past was his pasture for souls.

He was really wealthy at that time. Not to mention the fallen souls with excellent qualifications, he even had free time to develop and cultivate believers, watching them cause turmoil and bring pleasure to himself.

However, this good life did not last long. A woman named "Ancient One" appeared.

Mephisto initially did not look at the other party's ridiculous magical methods and shallow power, thinking that she posed no threat to him.

But he soon discovered that he was wrong. With the rise of the Ancient One and the purges everywhere, all the forces that Mephisto had playfully built on the earth were wiped out. The other party did not leave him any face, as if he was not the lord of hell. But an insignificant little Yakuza from another world.

So, an angry Mephisto descended on Earth, intending to seduce the Ancient One into corruption and take her soul.

However, what he never expected was that his proud transformation and disguise methods would be seen through by Gu Yi at a glance, and before he could utter his seductive words, the other party would use magic flames to cover his face.

There is no need to go into details about what happened next, no matter how much Mephisto didn't want to admit it, he left Hell without the blessing of his home, and like other invaders from other worlds, he used his own failures to forge the reputation of "Supreme Mage".

Unlike other intruders from other worlds who were discouraged by Ancient One, Mephisto grew up watching Ancient One.

So even though the opponent's current strength has reached a level that makes him helpless after leaving hell, he still subconsciously regards Gu Yi as the fledgling mage.

Contempt, hatred, jealousy, resentment, all kinds of emotions are intertwined together, turning into poisonous fire and burning Mephisto's proud heart.

In order to retaliate or express himself, Mephisto went to the earth to cause trouble whenever he had the opportunity, and used practical actions to devalue the "magic surveillance network" independently designed and supervised by the Ancient One, and then left with the harvested soul. go.

Of course, more often than not, Gu Yi, who discovered his traces, rushed back to hell like a dog chasing a rabbit, watching the other party show off his power outside his own country, silently sitting on the throne and gritting his teeth and cursing.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The deafening laughter made the entire hall buzz. Mephisto, who was in a state of excitement, could not even maintain the magic of his transformed form, and returned to his true form with dark red skin, fangs slightly open, and bat wings and scorpion tail.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been so happy. When he thought of the stunned expression on the other side when he saw the endless "berserkers" surrounding him, Mephisto felt comfortable all over, as if he had taken a deep breath. "Maleficent Magma" filled with gaseous sulfur.

The Lord of Hell was still laughing proudly, looking forward to those bloodthirsty warriors chopping the bald mage into pieces.

Of course, it would be more interesting if they were willing to do some dirty things to her, and maybe they could really get the soul of Ancient One.

Mephisto trembled with excitement at the thought of something like this possibly happening.

He suppressed his smile, stared intently at the round mirror in front of him, and whispered seductively: "What's the point of killing? Conquering can bring real pleasure. Come on, face your original desire as a male, and take that woman away." …”

"puff--"

A mouthful of dark red blood was spat out by Mephisto on the floor of the palace. The strong corrosiveness made the stone floor make a "sizzling" sound.

"Another brainless idiot!"

Mephisto, who was backlashed, lost his previous pride and looked livid.

The alien named Olaf was simply beyond his imagination, even for an Asgardian who only had "drinking" and "fighting" in his mind.

The soul was like a soldering iron being burned by flames. As soon as Mephisto's bewitched mental fluctuations came into contact, he had to stop because of the pain of eviscerating the bones and gouging out the heart.

That's all, his move was noticed by Ancient One who was thinking about how to deal with Olaf.

Taking advantage of Mephisto's negligence in not choosing to summon the power of hell to bless himself, the "Supreme Mage" gave him a hard blow for his inability to stop.

"Damn the influence! Damn the Ancient One!"

As the Lord of Hell, while Mephisto can enjoy the blessing of the power of the world in Hell, he is also consciously affected by Hell.

This is why he often goes to the earth to find fallen souls with excellent qualifications, because only by devouring them can he curb the erosion and influence of the world will of hell itself on his self-awareness.

The impact is invisible but extremely deadly.

Like just now, he couldn't wait to take measures under the influence of resentment and jealousy, and didn't even bother to summon the power of hell for blessing first, as if that was really the best time to humiliate and corrupt Ancient One.

However, how can the "Supreme Mage" be easy to get along with, and how can a visitor from another world who can control the "Power of Destiny" be easily beguiled and instigated.

Although Mephisto is arrogant, he is not stupid.

It was one thing to look down on Gu Yi and others, but he had always been able to face up to the other party's strength and would never do something unwise like just now.

"The impact is getting more and more serious, the plan should be advanced!"

Thinking of his ambitious son and the contents of the "St. Fangansa Contract" that he deliberately revealed to him without leaving any trace, Mephisto's face showed a ferocious smile.

Does the Lord of Hell, who has eternal life and brings great power to his body, need any descendants?

Of course it is!

Otherwise, to whom will the erosion of hell consciousness and the shackles that must bear the fate of the world be transferred?

"Go, my dear son, with your ambition, go and become the Demon King!"

"Hahaha...cough..."

Mephisto, who was laughing, had just laughed twice, and was choked by what he saw when he looked up and coughed repeatedly.

He didn't know when, but his empty hall was filled with uninvited guests that he didn't recognize.

Looking into the round mirror, sure enough, all the Olafs surrounding Ancient One had disappeared...

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