Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Because he was stranded in the United States secretly before, when he left, Xiang Xiang could only leave alone. After returning to the New York branch, he changed the face of the bodyguard of the American branch who replaced him when he returned to China, and flew through regular channels.

Hong Kong Island.

Why Hong Kong Island and not Shanghai?

Are you kidding me? He decided to stay in the United States first and later, which made Zheng Xian call him and scold him. Now, does he dare to go back immediately?

I have to stay on Hong Kong Island for a few weeks to avoid the limelight.

In the waiting room, Xiang Qiang was thinking about the evacuation time when an old man wearing a top hat suddenly sat next to him, making the playboy roll his eyes.

"Mr. Mephisto, long time no see." Looking forward and left, there was no one around except Mephisto; the closest ones to him were other passengers sitting seven or eight rows away.

"Don't worry, James; no one is listening to us."

Xiang Qian snorted coldly, "I'm not worried about others hearing our conversation. What I'm worried about is that the security guard in the control room saw me talking to myself alone and thought I was insane; I don't want to miss this flight."

Mephisto's human projection is an existence that is neither real nor imaginary; everyone at the scene can see him, but through the camera lens there is nothing. Xiang Xiang believes that at this moment, there is only one thing on the screen in the airport control room.

He will be alone, and Mephisto will never be seen.

Americans have been extremely concerned about airport security since 9/11. If the security guard in the control room identifies Qiang as a mentally disturbed person who is a potential threat, he will be investigated face-to-face at all costs.

"I hope you can take the initiative to miss this flight." Mephisto said in a hoarse voice.

"Why? You want to drag this plane into hell." Qiang asked without looking up.

Mephisto sighed and kept lighting on the ground with his cane, seeming a little uneasy; "I'm in trouble and I hope to get your help."

"Please allow me to refuse." Xiang Qian still lowered his head and held the travel guide distributed for free at the airport in his hand, as if he was reading it with gusto.

"Please don't refuse in a hurry, the mage of Karma Taj." Mephisto deliberately mentioned Xiang Qian's secret identity, "My trouble is also a major crisis in the world, and you have the responsibility to solve it."

Qianqian sneered: "I can imagine it; but I can also be sure that this crisis poses a greater threat to you. Otherwise, you will not admit that you are in trouble as soon as we meet. Only when you really need help from others

, Mr. Mephisto would be so sincere."

"I'm not just doing this for myself."

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in this century; Mr. Mephisto."

"Then just take it as a joke and I can tell you the ins and outs in detail."

"Sorry, I have no interest or time to listen to your story. If you are really anxious, I recommend a senior mage to help you solve your difficulties - the Supreme Mage Ancient One."

Mephisto was helpless as he was unable to move forward.

"Make an offer, James; what do you want? As long as I can get it."

Xiang Xiang finally raised his head for the first time: "I want to know why death pays attention to me. Can you answer my question?"

Mephisto was speechless.

"God's will is not something we can guess." The Lord of Hell explained in a rare solemn tone.

Qianqian sneered: "It's rare that Mephisto has such a fearful time."

"That is our creator, the real master of the hell dimension." Mephisto said, "Everything about us, including life, can only be guaranteed with his permission."

"Do you really have life?" The forward question came very suddenly, "If you are also life, then what is death?"

"What do you mean?"

Qiang Xiang continued in an inexplicable tone: "After death, all intelligent creatures with souls will have soul resonance with the hell dimension; this is a law naturally derived from the world. Therefore, the hell dimension exists relative to 'life'"

die'."

"So, under what concept do you, the hell creatures, who were born in the 'Death Land' from the beginning, exist?" Qiang Qian asked quietly.

Mephisto was stunned.

The forward question is actually similar to a metaphysical question in human philosophy: Who am I? Countless people with outstanding talents have racked their brains for this question but cannot find an answer. This question has also become the origin of most religions in the world.

So, when this question is put in front of a hell king, the destructive power in his heart is equally huge.

Qianqian asked this question not out of nothing, he did have some doubts - ever since he "dissected" the ancient Egyptian god Amit and had a conversation with death, this question has been lingering in his mind, becoming another unsolved issue alongside the origin of the soul universe.

Solve the mystery.

"I... have never thought about it." Mephisto's answer sounded unbelievable. "It's strange that I never thought about this issue before you raised it."

Xiang Xiang said in surprise: "You have been walking in the world since the ancient times of human civilization, and have interacted with wise men and philosophers since the classical era, but you have never thought about this?"

"No!" Mephisto's face was blank, and then a look of fear gradually appeared; not only did he begin to mutter to himself, but his expression began to be in a trance, and his figure became blurred.

It's like a TV screen experiencing signal interference.

Qianqian felt a little dissatisfied when he saw this scene: "Hey, don't make any big noise here. If there's anything you don't understand, go home and think about it slowly."

For such a big man, he is stuck in the airport terminal like a frame, trying not to attract attention. Isn't this causing trouble for him?

Looking forward at the old devil who seemed to be in a state of confusion, he made up his mind; if that didn't work, he would point at the old man and say that the mutant's superpowers were out of control.

An old mutant who can move instantly is easier to accept than an incarnation of the devil.

Fortunately, Mephisto stabilized quickly.

"You have opened a dangerous door, James Zion." Mephisto looked at the young mage Kama Taj with resentment.

He innocently spread his hands forward and said, "If there is such a door, that door would have been there, but you never noticed it, and I pointed it out for you. By the way, what is behind that door?

"

"I don't know;" Mephisto's voice became cold, "I only know that this problem is very dangerous; whenever I have the idea of ​​​​finding out the truth, I intuitively feel that I will encounter a huge crisis."

"So what? You hell creatures won't really die." Xiang Xiang intended to encourage, "It's nothing more than returning to the soul furnace; but what you are facing is the truth that points directly to the origin of hell creatures. Maybe

Mastering the truth is like mastering the true name. Can we use it to master all hell creatures?"

According to Kama Taj's records, there is a widely circulated legend in the hell dimension: the true name of each hell creature carries the true power of the creature and is directly linked to its soul.

Once a powerful being masters the true name of a certain hell creature, the life and death of this creature is almost completely controlled by others.

"No need to test me here, James Zion." Mephisto glanced forward coldly, "The true name of the hell creature does carry the real power in the soul, but it will not be used by others just because of a name.

Controlled by him - even if the other party is the Lord of Hell."

"Oh..." He went forward without any embarrassment of being exposed. He leaned back in his chair calmly and continued reading the travel guide in his hand.

Mephisto laughed angrily: "Just sit back and watch, you will regret it when the world turns into hell."

As he spoke, Mephisto's figure gradually disappeared; the people around him turned a blind eye and had no idea that a hell king had just come and left.

Qianqian heard the news on the radio announcing that his flight was boarding, so he packed his luggage slowly and looked for his registration card; everything was like an ordinary passenger.

"Okay, I can allocate part of the soul passage to Hell Border, and your little girlfriend will get great benefits." Mephisto's figure was revealed again.

Xiang Qian did not raise his head at all and continued to pack his luggage. His voice was as thin as a mosquito: "That's not what I want, and Liana doesn't want to rely on her soul to increase her strength."

"Then what do you want?"

"Let me think about it." Xiang Xiang finally "packed" his luggage, "First of all, if death comes to deal with me through the hands of hell creatures again in the future, you must notify me as soon as possible."

In the battle at the edge of hell, Xiang Qian almost met his death; if it weren't for the power of the Phoenix in the soul realm, and the teacher protecting him, it wouldn't have been so easy to escape.

"Impossible! No creature in the hell dimension can resist the will of death. We cannot betray death." Mephisto argued.

"This won't work, that won't work either; it seems you don't have any valuable bargaining chips in your hands, so this deal can't be negotiated." He stood up and left.

Mephisto said hurriedly: "Except for confronting death, I can agree to any conditions."

"Any conditions?"

"Yes, any conditions."

"No bargaining?"

"Yes... cough... why don't you tell me first and listen to it."

He smiled forward and said, "I ask that you never enter the human world again - including projection and real power."

Mephisto's face became extremely ugly. The souls of intelligent creatures are the source of the growth of the power of hell creatures. If he cannot enter the human world and actively seduce fallen souls, it means that Mephisto can only wait for the soul resonance of the people on earth after their death.

But this kind of soul after death must be divided among all the lords of hell. Although Mephisto, as the king of hell, will definitely get a big share, who doesn't like to start a small stove?

Moreover, the quality of souls that are corrupted by the devil is obviously much higher than that of souls that die normally - the most obvious example is the Covenant of St. Vincent.

"I can agree to some of the conditions." Mephisto spoke again after careful consideration.

Qianqian asked: "What is a part?"

"I can no longer enter the human world, but the time must be limited - it cannot be forever." Mephisto said, "No hell king will agree to such conditions."

"Humph... So how long can you agree to?" Qiang Qiang asked with a sneer, "Don't fool people with three to five years. You can even take a nap for more than that."

Mephisto responded calmly: "Then why not let you determine the time limit?"

"Shall I tell you?" Xiang Qian smiled maliciously, "I'm afraid you won't dare to agree if I tell you."

"It's just a bargain; we are all very reputable businessmen." Mephisto claimed.

"Then... first tell me what happened to you?" Xiang Qiang suddenly changed the subject.

Mephisto was stunned, and it took him a long time before he regained the warm smile he used to deceive people: "You are indeed an excellent businessman, and you will never make an offer easily before knowing the facts."

"There is no shortage of your teachings, Mr. Mephisto."

Back then, Xiang Xiang, who was just starting out, also suffered losses from Mephisto.

"The thing originated from one of my assistants;" Mephisto began to tell, "My territory is very huge, and millions of dead souls come in every day; not just people on earth. You also know that I prefer to send out clone projections

I travel to various worlds, so I need someone to help me manage the affairs of my territory."

"One of the assistants - Locke - betrayed me." Mephisto spoke calmly, as if he was not talking about a betrayed enemy, but just an unrelated passerby.

As the Lord of Hell narrated, Qiang Qian gradually understood the cause and effect of the matter.

A demon named Locke - although of a lower class than Mephisto - has long been Mephisto's assistant in managing the territory.

To describe it in terms of human society: this assistant discovered a loophole in the system during the day-to-day management work, so he took the opportunity to secretly recruit a group of high-quality souls.

What's more important is that the devil Locke took away the soul not simply to enrich his own pockets, but had a more significant plan.

Locke used the power of these high-quality souls to create a devil embryo. This kind of embryo is not common in the hell dimension. If the embryo is implanted into a female hell creature, a devil that is quite advanced from birth can be born.

Although the whole process is cumbersome and the probability of success is not high, in the hell dimension, some high-level devils will also deliberately use this method to train some powerful subordinates.

But Locke's plan was more than that; he used his management authority to find an opportunity to sneak the clone into the main material plane carrying the devil embryo, and implanted the soul embryo into the body of a human woman.

The whole thing happened more than ten years ago, and Mephisto didn't notice it until Locke disappeared from the hell dimension recently.

"It's not surprising, betrayal happens every day in the hell dimension." Qiang Xiang was quite dissatisfied after hearing this, "The only difference is this... Locke? The person he betrayed was a hell king, so he is better than other hell creatures.

They all have more courage."

"Betrayal in hell never requires courage." Mephisto said quietly.

"You're right, what they need is wisdom." Qiang Xiang said, "Betraying a hell king can also make the hell king feel like a powerful enemy, and he has to surrender to Kama Taj and ask for help; ordinary devils can't do this

arrive."