Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Nick Fury, lying flat in front of the computer, is concentrating on studying the monkeys in "Journey to the West".

The monkey in "Journey to the West" is on a new journey at this moment.

Fiery Hell.

The territory of Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, is always burning with endless flames. These flames are Mephisto's trophies, the souls he obtained from the entire universe.

Every flame rising represents a human soul that has been left here forever.

Mephisto was wearing a black tuxedo and sitting on the top of the highest mountain in the Flame Hell. He was quietly in a daze. Of course, it could also be said that he was thinking.

He is still thinking about the previous problem.

What does the soul mean in the entire universe?

Why is there such an unbalanced thing as the soul in a universe where everything is balanced?

There seems to be no number of souls, they are always being born, being born crazily.

Even though he has harvested countless souls, there are still countless souls in the universe.

And if compared with the souls in the entire universe, the countless harvests he harvested are actually extremely small, the two are like dust and the sun.

Mephisto looked at the souls all over the mountains and plains, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He seemed to understand a little, but in an instant he forgot what he understood.

He frowned and his whole body fell into confusion.

What was that flash of inspiration just now?

I obviously understood the meaning of the soul right away, but why did it end so suddenly?

What is the shameful thing hidden in the soul?

"Hey, if I remember correctly, you are Mephisto, right? I think you are no stranger to me..."

Sun Wukong suddenly appeared behind Mephisto, with a smile on his lips.

"Are you Zhou?" Feeling the familiar aura, Mephisto blinked and said in surprise: "No, you are not Zhou, which side of Zhou are you?"

"The powerful momentum on the earth just now was you...are you from the light, the darkness, or the chaos in the middle?"

Mephisto's expression was serious, and the hand behind his back was sketching magic. He didn't know which side of Zhou Ran was the monkey-like creature in front of him?

If it is light, then the person who comes must be evil.

You know, Mephisto's identity has always been a demon, the kind of demon that can steal human souls.

If it's darkness, then it must be coming from someone evil.

Darkness symbolizes evil, and evil is undoubtedly terrifying.

It was difficult for Mephisto to imagine what the evil in Zhou Ran's heart would look like, but he knew that the evil he was proud of would never be mentioned in front of Zhou Ran.

Zhou Ran is the greatest being he has ever seen, and his soul is also the most special. His soul is extremely powerful and contains all kinds of authority.

The light of equality under the setting sun has always remained fresh in Mephisto's memory. Although it was just a glimpse, it lasted for thousands of years.

"My old grandson is neither light nor evil. I belong to chaos, but I am not all chaos. I prefer the word freedom to chaos..." Sun Wukong blinked and reminded with a smile: "In addition,

Mephisto, please don’t make any small moves, I don’t like others making little moves in front of me.”

"This will make me angry... I don't know what I will do when I am angry."

After hearing this, Mephisto laughed sarcastically, and the magic outlined in his hand stopped. He coughed lightly and asked: "Free Zhou? I don't know why you came to me?"

"Is Mr. Clown's plan about to begin? A while ago, I successfully bewitched a demon. He is the god of the bats in the sewer. He is preparing to invade the earth."

After hearing this, Sun Wukong shook his head and said: "Mephisto, I don't know anything about the matter between you and the clown. Of course, even if I know everything and understand everything, I will not make any intervention.

, because I am free."

"I won't listen to other people's words. I came here to ask you for some wine. I heard the old man Odin said that the wine you brew is the most special and has the ability to intoxicate the soul."

"Oh, is that so?" Mephisto nodded and said: "Free Zhou, I don't recommend you drink this kind of wine, because it is not wine, but an experimental product."

"At that time, what I got when I was studying the soul was that it was part of the soul, but it was not the most important part. It was the kind of dispensable thing..."

"But because the experiment was conducted in hell, it has been contaminated by the characteristics of hell. It will naturally release a poison. If a mortal comes into contact with that poison, he will become a demon-like creature."

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"And great beings like us will have hallucinations after drinking it, just like having a beautiful dream. In that dream, we get everything we want, but it is difficult to get out of it."
"Until now, I am still confused by that dream. In the dream, I became His Majesty Satan, who controls all hells, and became the most powerful demon in history. I can even go against the will of the creation god."

Mephisto sighed lightly, paused, and continued: "But when I woke up from the dream, I realized that it was all false, and it left an unforgettable pattern in my heart."<

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"In the past, I didn't want to be Satan, but now I want to be Satan all the time. My obsession has become even deeper...and this obsession will not decrease with the passage of time, but will become more and more.

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"Free Zhou? Have you really made your decision?" Do you really want to drink this poison? You know, the more powerful a life is, the more it wants, and the stronger its obsession."
"Moreover, this poison will not only affect you, it will also affect the real owner of this body..."

"Oh?" Sun Wukong opened his eyes wide and suddenly became interested: "Really? This sounds quite interesting. I can't wait..."

"Obsession? What is my old Sun's obsession? Why have I forgotten something? I just said that something is wrong with me. It turns out that I am missing my obsession..."

Sun Wukong frowned and murmured in a low voice.

Seeing this, Mephisto shrugged, feeling very helpless. He took out a bottle of pitch black liquid from his arms and threw it to Sun Wukong: "Free Zhou, I wish you good luck, and I wish the real Zhou good luck."<

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Sun Wukong took the bottle of wine, and after opening it, the aroma immediately hit his nostrils.

His nose moved slightly and he took a light sniff, feeling a little tipsy.

Good wine!

This is good wine!

Compared with this, Asgard's wine is like horse urine.

After Sun Wukong drank it all, he felt dizzy and dizzy, but his heart was very peaceful and his soul was very at ease.

The scene of traveling westward appeared before his eyes.

He and his master and disciples traveled all the way west, slaying demons and seeking true scriptures. Their merits were immeasurable and they were all entrusted by the Buddha.

He was named the Fighting Buddha among the Thirty-five Buddhas and became the Buddhist protector and war god.

But these are not his obsessions.

His obsession is definitely not these. Going west is very important to him, but it is not the most important thing in his life.

What is the most important thing in his life?

Thoughts come together, thoughts flow, memories begin, and new pictures appear.

In heaven, he leaned on the peach tree and looked at the purple sunset in the distance.

As he watched, a girl in purple came to him. She held a sword in her hand and asked him to pull it away.

He drew it and the sword opened, but he did not draw it out.

He has heard the story of Zixia Fairy, and whoever can pull out her sword can marry her.

He didn't like hairless hair, so he didn't take it out.

Human world.

He was leaning in the stronghold, and Fairy Zixia came again. She asked him to pull out the sword, and he pulled it out, but at that time he was no longer the arrogant monkey he had been, he was just a mortal.

As time continued to march, he put on the tight band and turned into a monkey again, but lost her forever.

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Is Zixia his obsession?

Sun Wukong was a little confused, because he felt that this memory was full of irrationality, like fiction, but also like real events.

This memory is important, but it is also not that important.

Sun Wukong continues to search.

A mountain appeared in front of him.

The name of the mountain is Lingtai Square Cun, and the name of the cave is Xianyue Sanxing.

A kind old man with gray hair and a childlike face pretended to be angry and knocked him three times on the head.

The old man’s name is Patriarch Bodhi, and he is his master.

The relationship between him and his master was very good, but he was kicked out of the mountain gate because of showing off his skills.

"You're destined to be a bad person. No matter how much you cause trouble or do evil, you are not allowed to say that you are my disciple."

"If you say even half a word, I will know it. I will peel off the skin and file the bones of you, a hozen, and banish your soul to a secluded place. I will teach you that you will never be able to stand up again."

Those words that made him tremble suddenly rang in his ears.

Sun Wukong also saw his master again, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain again, and Xianyue Sanxing Cave again.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he opened his eyes, looked at Mephisto, and said: "Thanks, Mephisto, I already know what my obsession is..."

"It turns out that Lingtai Square Cun Mountain, Xianyue Sanxingxing Cave, and Bodhi Patriarch are my obsessions. Hey, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is the heart, Xianyue Sanxingxing Cave is the heart, and Bodhi is also the heart..."

"I didn't expect that even though I, Old Sun, have been practicing cultivation for so many years, I still can't get over my own heart..."

Sun Wukong murmured softly, waved to Mephisto, then turned and left.

The direction he is going to is Niflheim.

Mephisto looked at Sun Wukong's disappearing back and slowly said: "Oh, this is really freedom!"

"I just left without even saying goodbye..."

"The plan has already begun. The bat in the sewer has begun to invade the earth. I don't know if the free Zhou will ruin the plan of Mr. Clown and me?"

"There is also the hell of Cytorac, how to occupy it? Although he was taken away by the Great God Galactus, his authority is still there..."

Mephisto rubbed his head, let out a long sigh, stared at the endless flames in the wilderness, and entered into thinking.