Beauty Spreads All over the World

in the living room.

Sharon who just went downstairs was kicked out by Mick, and Sharon ran back to the second floor, her small eyes were exposed from the corner, as if she was eavesdropping on the conversation between Mick and Mephisto below!

After a while, Meng San came up with two cups of freshly brewed tea.

After putting a cup of tea in front of Mephisto, he walked towards the door and stood beside him like a piece of marble.

not moving at all!

Mephisto picked up the teacup in front of him, sniffed it obsessively and said, "This is the smell of Dahongpao."

Mick was surprised and said, "There is also tea in hell?"

In other words, shouldn’t a place like hell be filled with magma rolling and the climate so harsh? Otherwise, why are there so many people from hell going to the earth, not to mention Mephisto himself, nor his son, the witch, but In the universe next door, didn’t the fallen angel Lucifer also specially go to New York on Earth, and opened an extremely luxurious bar?

After taking a sip of tea, Mephisto said, "Of course not. I drank this tea at a Chinese's home hundreds of years ago, but I took his soul away after I drank it."

Mick heard such upside-down words, his heart was not disturbed.

He didn't think that Mephisto came to Earth this time just to chat with him.

quite a while!

Mephisto told Mick why he came: "Duke Edinson, I hope there is one thing tomorrow that I can pretend I didn't see."

Mick touched his chin, pretending to be ignorant and said: "What can Mr. Mephisto go from hell to the earth to explain to me?"

Mephisto didn't speak, just looked at Mick quietly and said: "I smell decay behind you, why don't we make a deal, you don't interfere with something tomorrow, I will let the one behind you A few more years to live."

Mick laughed heartily.

He can bring Peggy back to life directly, but you still need to trade and live for a few more years.

Really thought Mick didn't know anything.

immediately!

Mick's expression remained unchanged, and he said with a faint smile: "Mr. Mephisto, you also know the attitude of the ancient cultivators towards creatures from alien dimensions. You can open one eye and close the other.”

After finishing speaking, Mick sneered in his heart.

The current Witch Heart Demon didn't rush to the street like in the movie, but was still alive. Mick didn't believe that the Witch Heart Demon would not move when he noticed his father's abnormal body.

At that time, as long as there is a lot of movement between the two father and son, Mick has every reason to appear.

How perfect, and it's not a broken oath.

After receiving Mick's assurance, Mephisto's complexion seemed to improve a lot. He was prepared to be blackmailed by Mick this time, but he never expected that Mick would agree to it.

So, Mephisto also smiled back, took out a parchment scroll from his arms, and gently placed it on the coffee table.

Then he stood up, leaning on his golden cane, and said to Mick, "Duke Edinson, this is a little gift from me, please pay it off."

After speaking, lightly touch the ground with crutches.

It instantly turned into a cloud of black mist and disappeared into the castle.

"Ahem!"

Mick coughed twice, and used his thoughts to directly push the air that seemed to be polluted out of the door. After a wave of fresh air, Mick felt alive again, and gently put the water glass aside, a little Confused, he picked up the parchment scroll gift that Mephisto left for him.

The moment his right hand was about to touch the scroll, Mick stopped moving.

Immediately, he withdrew his right hand, wrapped the sheepskin roll with his thoughts, and slowly opened it in front of him.

Only God knows if Mephisto has left behind any secret hands. If it is a very nonsense contract, even though Domic is not afraid of it, it will still damage his image of resourcefulness.

The parchment unfolded in front of him.

Mick stared at the densely packed tadpoles written in ancient Chinese on it for a moment.

Is retro in hell pop?

Or did you never think about keeping up with the times?

Just when Mick was in a daze, Sharon from the upstairs and downstairs looked in front of him and said, "This is Greek."

As he spoke, he was about to touch the parchment suspended in mid-air, with a curious expression on his face.

Mick raised his eyebrows and quickly stopped him, saying, "This belongs to the Lord of Hell."

After finishing speaking, Meng San said to the door: "Find me a magnifying glass."

Although Mick's consciousness didn't find any strange mechanism on the parchment, what if Mephisto used an exquisite little mechanism to evade Mick's perception out of novelty.

The ruler of hell is as cunning as a mouse, you must guard against it!

While waiting for Meng Er to find the magnifying glass, Mick explained to Sharon while looking around the parchment: "The guy just now is the king who claims to be in charge of the entire hell. This guy is so cunning. He once used tricks to deceive a child." I signed a contract with him to become his Ghost Rider, but when the kid just picked up the contract and was about to read it... In the end, I leased that Ghost Rider to S.H.I.E.L.D.”

After listening to Mick's tirade, Sharon said she felt dizzy.

Shaking her head, Sharon asked suspiciously: "So...you rented that man to S.H.I.E.L.D. as a commodity?"

Mick raised his eyebrows. He always felt that Sharon's focus was abnormal. He had to correct it, so he said, "The point is that the king of hell is very cunning. You must pay attention to whether he is cheating you."

"...Or did you rent that man to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Mick sighed, feeling that there was absolutely no need to explain anything to a young girl who had just graduated from college.

After taking the magnifying glass that Meng San found out, he began to search for possible mechanisms on the parchment scroll inch by inch.

quite a while!

Mick put down the magnifying glass to make sure that Mephisto hadn't tampered with the parchment.

At this time, Mick had a little admiration for Mephisto again.

Look at others, Mephisto just used a little trick once, and as a result, he couldn't take off the title of cunning. Rao Mick, when he saw the parchment, he became suspicious.

"Hey!"

Mick sighed softly.

People, a little more trust is better.

So he said to Sharon, "Translate what is written on it."

"..."

Sharon walked towards the stairs without looking back.

His face is deep!

Chapter 110 Six: Domain, Ancient One

finally!

Faced with Sharon's sudden request for remuneration, Mick gritted his teeth!

Sighed a bit knowledge is money!Agreeing to hire Sharon to translate the jerky and awkward Greek on this parchment for $[-]!

quite a while!

Mick held a freshly released translation, and glanced at Sharon who was holding her mobile phone beside her. She had the urge to let the Protoss take all her property in the bank directly, and let Sharon know that not all People's money can be blackmailed.

This is Mick's hard-earned money!

However, Mick still gave up on this move. After all, it was about Domick's face, and he paid [-] U.S. dollars at a time to make Sharon keep a secret about helping him translate today.Mick smiled in relief.

Mick thinks it's worth it to be able to protect his face with money!

He didn't want to set his sights on this translation until Sharon disappeared from Mick's eyes like a bunny bouncing...

There is no such thing as a contract on the parchment scroll.

But a spell, or a dark spell.

In the Middle Ages, this kind of dark mage was also called black magic.

That is, the kind of magic that witches who were burned at the stake often used!

What is recorded above is a kind of dark magic called [domian field].

Mick just glanced at it, and instantly felt that his [-] yuan was so worthless. He really wanted to go to Sharon to discuss whether he could return the product, but the next second he felt that Sharon was not worth it at all. Will agree to this request.

Even more depressed!

This black magic called [Field] simply puts oneself in the camp of darkness, and then with the power of one's soul, instantly summons a dark field to the world, and the size of the field depends on the strength of the soul. And increase.And in this dark field, spellcasters can use all kinds of magic or summon all kinds of things as they like, and anyone who breaks into this field will be slaughtered by Mick!

Mick roughly estimated that if he used his soul to cast this spell, the whole of New York would be covered by Mick!

but!

Mick felt nothing in his heart.

This kind of magical Mick, who looks like he would lead people to evil ways, just doesn't care about it.

Compared with this kind of black magic with a ghostly look and a direct negative score, Mick is more in love with the magic of the mirror world taught by the ancient one.

Whether it's styling, special effects, or functions, it's almost all black magic.

Especially this magic is known to be a villain's exclusive skill just by looking at its appearance.

Mick would choose this spell even if his mind was amused.

He took a bright and stalwart route. Look at the title on Mick's head, the Director of the Bureau of Investigation, the member who just submitted information to run for New York City Councilor after Christmas last year, and the aura of the Third Duke on his head.

Which one is not a title that is aboveboard, and it will increase people's favorability by [-] upon hearing it.

What kind of master of black magic would he become if his style of painting suddenly changed?What dark king, or what necromancer.

The name alone is enough to reduce the favorability of other people by two hundred, and I am directly alert to Mick who started to call friends and friends to prepare for a beating.

A disdainful smile!

then!

"Meng San, find me a brazier."

Mick yelled at Meng San, he decided to burn this black magic, out of sight and out of mind.

This thing was obtained by himself for a hundred thousand dollars, and Mick even wondered if it was Mephisto's trick.