American Comics: Borrowed Magic By Skill, Why Should I Return It?

"Awesome!"

Inside a house in Queens.

Chu Xiu, who had just returned from Hawkeye's house, was leaning on the sofa.

Enjoying a shoulder massage from Scarlet Witch Wanda.

"Mr. Chu Xiu, the... spicy shredded chicken you mentioned, is it delicious?"

"It's alright."

Chu Xiu lazily replied.

His head tilted back.

Wanda's slender fingers immediately moved up and started massaging his scalp.

Mephisto?

Dark Elves?

Thinking back to what happened during the second half of the celebration banquet at Hawkeye's house, Chu Xiu now finds it funny.

After everyone had finally defeated Ultron, they were eating hot pot and singing songs, but then someone came to disrupt the party.

The outcome can be imagined...

Anyway, Chu Xiu didn't dare to tell Wanda.

He was afraid that if she heard about Mephisto's fate, she wouldn't be able to eat for the next three days.

"The Ultron '323' crisis is over.

"The Dark Elves are also history."

Chu Xiu half-closed his eyes.

He can now go back to living carefree and lazy.

By the way...

Has it been a long time since I last logged in?

Damn, I wonder if Phil Coulson has been secretly playing ranked games without me.

Chu Xiu reached back to search for his phone.

Hmm?

This phone is really soft.

"Mr. Chu Xiu..."

Wanda's whispered voice interrupted Chu Xiu's actions.

Chu Xiu realized something was wrong.

He immediately turned around.

The phone that was charging behind the sofa hadn't moved at all.

Instead, Wanda's face had turned red, reaching all the way to her ears.

"Well, um..."

"I did it on purpose..."

Chu Xiu was about to explain.

But as soon as the words came out, they didn't sound right.

Forget it.

Since it's already a mistake, just let it be.

Seeing Wanda soften and actively lean closer, Chu Xiu decisively gave up any resistance.

"Quicksilver."

"Your sister is really considerate!"

Soon after.

Chu Xiu, who was busy sparring with someone, left the living room with Wanda.

No one noticed that the phone, which was charging behind the sofa, suddenly lit up.

A message popped up on the screen.

From the game official.

[Hello, the number one player in the US server, Batman]

[Due to detecting that you and your bald little baby, who you frequently match with, have been maliciously using cheat scripts]

Your accounts have been permanently banned. If you have any objections, please go to the official website within three days to appeal.

While Chu Xiu was sparring with someone's sister again.

Hela, Thor's sister.

Finally completed the conquest of the Hell's Border.

She and her army of undead flattened all resistance forces on this dimension.

Inside the Spirit Prison.

Several towering furnaces were working day and night.

Next to them, piles of demon corpses formed several mountains.

Low-level demons that were conscripted were still continuously bringing corpses from other places.

Due to the large number of corpses.

Several furnaces under construction had sprung up nearby.

"Lady Hela, please follow me. I have found a small group of rebels over here."

Beside Hela.

Our old friend, N'astirh, was nodding and bowing, acting as a guide.

"Get lost."

"You make me feel sick just by looking at you."

Hela was a typical warrior.

She despised traitors like N'astirh the most.

Although Hela's army was able to quickly conquer a dimension with the help of Nastir, she still despised this half-human, half-demon creature.

"Although I don't understand why Dareng spared your life."

"But you better not think... that you can truly become one of us."

After listening to Hela's words, Nastir didn't dare to argue back. A look of helplessness filled his horse-like face.

What can I do?

I'm only 970 years old!

I just want to live!

What crime have I committed?

Although Nastir had countless words in his heart, he didn't dare to say anything in front of Hela.

After all, this person...

But he slaughtered millions of hell demons without hesitation!

He could only silently roll away, walk to a distance, and sigh to the sky.

Once upon a time...

When Chu Xiu first summoned it, he called it the "great hell demon."

He even said: "I am your follower, and now that there is trouble in the mortal world, I urgently need to borrow your power."

But now...

Nastir recalled what happened not long ago.

Chu Xiu came with the aura of the Heavenly Father.

Nastir quickly thought of a solution, knelt down with a thud, and said, "Lord Mordo, I am willing to go through fire and water for you in the future!"

He saved his life...

"I'm really clever..."

Thinking of his actions back then, Nastir's face was filled with pride.

Who says being a dog is not good?

Hmph!

That's because they haven't been one!

Nastir felt proud of being a dog for humans.

Soon, he forgot about Hela's insults and happily walked back.

Halfway through, a fiery red figure appeared out of thin air and blocked Nastir's path, facing away from him.

"It seems like you enjoy serving humans?"

That figure seemed displeased with Nastir's behavior, speaking in a cold tone.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you to call humans?"

"That's my great master!"

Nastir was annoyed and directly revealed his battle form, which was just slightly longer claws.

"Me?"

That figure chuckled.

Slowly turning around.

"Trask, you may not know me, but you must have heard of my name."

"Let me introduce myself, I am Mephisto."

The air froze.

Nastir extended his claws.

But his entire body stiffened in place, unable to move.

Oh no!

He's done for this time!

"Mephisto, this is not where you should be."

Just as Nastir thought he was done for, Hela's voice suddenly sounded from the side.

Oh Satan!

Nastir had never thought that Hela's voice, the Demon Queen, could sound so pleasant!

"Hela, if I remember correctly, this should be Belast's territory, right?"

"So..."

"You shouldn't be here either."

Upon hearing Hela's voice, Mephisto ignored Nastir, the Trask.

He turned around and sneered.

"Belast is dead."

"There's a new master here now."

Hela's gaze turned cold.

Although Mephisto's strength had already reached the level of a God Father, much stronger than her, she wasn't afraid at all. She even had some anticipation.

Because the Thin Spirit Prison had already descended!

She urgently needed a new target!

"Could it be..."

"You want to become Satan?"

Mephisto's words carried a hint of threat.