The end game [Zhongyingmei]

The red light at the gate flickered in the mist, like a bait for insects.

The sound of the monster approaching became more and more urgent. When Mephisto was running, she could even feel the shock caused by these ghost things chasing after her.

Mephisto: ...

Mephisto: When I come to brush the single-player dungeon, I will kill you all.jpg

The beauty Rose slightly concealed the murderous expression on her face in the mist, but Natasha turned her head sharply and sensed some coldness that had not dissipated from her body.

"Captain and the others are controlling the door switch in front," the red-haired female agent said in a normal voice, "We just need to shake off these monsters a little bit."

Mephisto suppressed his slightly breathless voice and responded.

The big beauty Rose stepped hard, ran faster for the last time, distanced herself from the first few monsters, and rushed behind the high-hanging iron gate almost simultaneously with Natasha.

Within a few tenths of a second, the gate fell with a bang, hitting the outstretched claws of the first few monsters. They wailed mournfully, and were immediately engulfed by thicker and thicker fog.

The bright gray-white thick fog is like a wall, isolating the world of monsters and humans.

And the side full of murderous intentions and death gradually became silent, and no one could hear the monster's grunts anymore.

Mephisto stood still and kicked the limp monster's stump on the ground.

"They're all dead."

The beauty Rose slightly confirmed the cut off edge, and said with certainty.

As she spoke, she glanced back at Natasha; the latter, noticing that she was being watched with calm, questioning eyes, went over and gave her a hand.

The red-haired female agent lifted the other side of the locker, allowing Mephisto a little space to manipulate.

——————The locker was turned upside down, and Iron Man made a muffled sound inside, changing from prone to backward

The red ribbon moved slightly in the psychiatric suit, and Mephisto heard his gasp.

Mephisto: ...

Mephisto: Am I Dying?

She put the locker back on the ground as carefully as possible, and then opened the door.

Iron Man is lying in it, his body fits well with the locker, and the rich man with a moustache has gloomy eyes and a reserved expression.

He put his hands together on his chest, as if there should be a flower there, and he should have a suit on too.

"What are you doing?"

Natasha looked at him a little amusedly, to see how much freedom he had left.

"My coming out is worth a party." Iron Man said solemnly, "I won't come out until I get a champagne tower."

"...Then when you come out of the closet, you can't come out by yourself and ask others to invite you, can you?"

Natasha gestured for Tony to hold her hand, while pulling him up from the locker.

"God, Tony." The red-haired female agent frowned slightly because of the weight in her hand, and joked in a low voice, "Didn't your armor ask you to raise your salary?"

"In fact, they'll even throw money at me," Tony replied primly.

He stood up, frowned and patted his sore shoulders, and thanked Mephistopheles, "Thank you——you carried me out, ladies. It was a real battle." A unique coming out experience."

"Who came out?"

Hawkeye, full of gossip, appeared suddenly, followed by Dr. Banner, who was still pale, and Captain America, who was full of question marks.

Iron Man scoffed.

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The blond beauty is wearing a blood-stained psychiatric suit, her eyes are as cold as ice, and the wind is as light as the wind. She blends into the background almost perfectly, as if she was born to belong here.

It was Natasha who came up to her and coughed softly.

Mephisto turned around and looked at the red-haired female agent in bewilderment.

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"Thank you." The red-haired female agent said softly, "It's a great thing to be able to find Tony in that situation and escape with him."

Mephisto shook his head silently, saying it was nothing.

But Natasha seemed to be understanding in another direction.

The red-haired female agent took a tentative step forward. Seeing that Mephisto didn't respond, she gave her a friendly hug.

"I have a feeling that things here will come to an end soon..." Natasha approached the blond beauty's gradually stiff body, and whispered with a little joke, "I wish you and your little friend all the best."

Mephisto hesitated to speak.

Mephisto hesitated to speak.

But the mysterious smiles and weird blessings have been heard a lot, and the skin-clothed Sisleys have gradually begun to give up explanations and accept this kind of blessing that was originally meant to come out of kindness, and the weird settings that followed.

"……Thank you."

Sisley, who was wearing rose skin, finally humiliated.

In Natasha's eyes, it was another scene.

—————— A shy red cloud climbed up the blond beauty's bloodless cheeks little by little, like the morning sun shining on the rose shelf, even the dew glistened.

The red-haired female agent admired the blond beauty who was pretending to be calm for a while, and then she looked away contentedly, and let out a sigh of "knocked" from the bottom of her heart.

—————As the superheroes of the Avengers exited the game collectively, Mephisto also clicked the exit button.

She was lucky this time, and the place where she appeared happened to be Sisley's room.

At around five o'clock in the morning, the Sisleys who got enough sleep got up together. Those who had to do things went out to do things, and those who had nothing to do stayed at home, and Sisley's body was dressed as a real Barbie.

When Mephisto appeared, Abaddon was holding two tubes of lip gloss, which was more suitable for Sisley than looking at.

In the mirror, the black-haired young man leaned very close, gently pinching the girl's snow-white cheeks with his long-knuckle hands, gently brushing the soft brush of lip gloss over the girl's lower lip, his eyes focused and passionate.

Sisley in goatskin: (in the shared view) This darker bean paste color is so pretty!

Sisley's main body: (asking a question) Will it look better when painted together?

"We can try."

Abaddon was full of experimental spirit.

He unscrewed the lip gloss, tapped lightly on Sisley's upper lip, and signaled the main body to squeeze the lip gloss away.

When Mephisto opened his eyes, the two young and beautiful faces in the mirror were leaning together, entangled and matched, like a pleasing oil painting.

———— Sisley was concentrating on pursing her lip gloss when she was suddenly thrown by the weight from behind.

"...Mephisto?" She called out a little hesitantly.

"Well."

The beauty Rose said expressionlessly.

The unique fragrance of her body rushed over, carrying the coolness of the night wind, Mephisto passed on all the memories of the game in the dream to Abaddon and Sisley, including the embarrassing attack from Natasha. Satisfied, he straightened up and returned to the big bed to catch up on sleep.

Sisley: ………

Sisley: How come even Natasha——

The black-haired and blue-eyed girl also blushed angrily, but thanks to Abaddon's clear thinking, he immediately brought the focus to Sisley.

"That pattern." The Lord of Hell recalled softly, "Isn't it the pattern of the laboratory?"

Although half of the paper in Dr. Banner's hand was pitifully ravaged, most of the color faded, and even the information was incomplete, Abaddon still recognized the ghost at a glance.

——————The triangle in the center of the circle is like the eyes of a poisonous snake, staring at any human staring at it.

Sisley:!

The blood on her face faded instantly, and she looked at her other self helplessly.

Under her gaze, a smile slowly appeared on the face of the black-haired young man.

This smile is a little strange, a little crazy, but also a little genuinely happy and joyful. Many emotions are mixed together, covering Abaddon's original face like creepy paints of various colors.

"Think about it, Sisley, someone wants to kill you," Abaddon said softly, "the lab wants to kill us, but obviously, this is a double-edged sword. Stupid move."

"...they had a chance to kill Mephisto."

Sisley retorted instinctively.

"But, do you still think those monsters are scary?"

The black-haired young man asked in a low voice the bewildered main body in front of him.

"When you think about it," he said, "when did you stop being so afraid of the dark, and the statues, and the darts, and all that? Come on, you're still afraid of being caught in the dark." Is there someone who lives with you?"

"...It seems that there are no more."

Sisley said slowly.

Facing Abaddon's encouraging eyes, she continued to speak.

"Because Mephisto's gesture of killing monsters is very heroic, and it is not so difficult in the dark..."

"...I don't think they're scary anymore...?"

Sisley's pupils constricted, and she said the last sentence with some difficulty.

"A foolish lion thinks he will catch his prey anyway."

Abaddon agreed, gently lifted the main body from the makeup chair, and led her around in the air like a small pillow, "They don't know that stupidity is like arrogance, and it is fatal .”

The dizzying smile on the black-haired young man's face gradually subsided, and his face became handsome and soft again. He picked up Sisley, walked to the dressing room, and put her down.

"What color shirt do you want to wear?"

The lord of hell opened the closet and said inexplicably, "I'm going out this afternoon to go to Doctor Strange. 'Cain' and their expedition are coming soon."

——————— Finding the breakthrough of the real "origin" is exactly there.

The consciousness of Sisley in goat skin was unreservedly transmitted to Sisley's body.

"Go on the adventure." Sisley said coquettishly with a smile, "I want to wear the white one, or that skirt is also fine."

Abaddon followed her fingertips and found that it was a pure white dress.

He took the skirt out of the closet, and Sisley put it on obediently.

Under the light, every light and shadow contrast of the girl is breathtakingly beautiful, like a white rose in bud.

Abaddon took out a fine platinum necklace from the jewelry cabinet, put it on for Sisley, then bent down, and kissed her cheek affectionately.

The long eyelashes of the black-haired youth drooped down, outlining a blue shadow in his eyes.

Sisley in goat skin: *sticks*

Sisley: *responds to post*

"I'm going to find Peter Parker first," Abaddon said softly, "see you later."

"See you later."

Sisley followed his example and waved her hands.

In an instant, a pair of ominous black goat horns grew from the top of the black-haired young man's head, and the scarlet cloak reappeared. The temperament around him became crazy, terrifying and dark, like a traveler who fell into an abyss where he would never survive.

The lord of hell smiled at the main body, and countless black crows fluttered towards Sisley, while he himself quietly retreated into the shadows and disappeared.