Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 168 Lao Mo and Jiali

Author: Little Sirius Hunter

Chapter 168 Lao Mo and Jiali

The three-headed hell dog was so big that half of the hall was filled with dead dogs.

"This dog has been following me for three thousand years. He has been working hard and guarding the gate of hell since he was born." Sitting next to the stove, Mephisto burst into tears, almost dripping down the corners of his mouth.

"It's a shame that I'm incompetent and can't protect it; it's a shame that Jehovah is so arrogant that he dealt so cruelly to the hell plane..." Looking at the dog meat on the grill, Mephisto's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his tone became increasingly brighter.

He was filled with grief and anger, full of "revenge". If Jehovah were to face him, he would be tempted to swallow him with a gulp of water.

"Uh... Mr. Mephisto!" Erica said a little uneasily, "Are you saying that this dog... was killed by Jehovah?"

"Huh! That's not to say that Jehovah himself would kill a dog!"

Mephisto was silent for a while, then finally said, "This dog was accidentally thrown to death."

Cauvus blinked, recalling the flat wasteland of the River of the Dead, and then nodded: "Well, he should have fallen to death!"

The first batch of roasted meats has been cooked, sizzling with hot oil, and Cous sprinkles a little spice and salt, and a strong aroma immediately hits his nose.

"It's ready to eat..." Kausu was about to invite everyone to come and eat. Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and the dog meat on the grill suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then he looked at Mephisto, who was sitting opposite, and he was eating it in his spare time.

He picked up the cup and took a sip, as if the disappearing dog meat had nothing to do with him.

He sighed, cut off another large piece of meat from the dog's leg next to him, and continued to grill it. This time, his portion was quite generous, with two or three kilograms per large piece, five pieces per skewer, and seven or eight large skewers.

The dog meat was placed on the elder's stove, and the burning soul fire burned the dog meat until it changed color, tightened, and slowly released its fragrance.

"Old Mo, eat slowly!" Kausu slowly flipped the fork, "Have you never eaten a three-headed hell dog in tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years?"

"I've definitely never eaten it!" Mephisto's face was a little distorted when he mentioned this, "I never thought that the three-headed dog of hell could eat it! After all, it was once one of the main legions of hell, although it is no longer there

It used to be so beautiful, but I miss my old love and keep it like this - and don't call me Lao Mo!"

As the guard dog of the gate of hell, the three-headed dog also had a moment of glory. When the devil dog Garmu was still alive, the three-headed dog family, under the leadership of the king of hell dogs, made hundreds of millions of undead fearful. Until Garmu

After both Dier and Dier died in a bloody battle with the heavenly plane, the three-headed hellhound clan began a distant and long kingless era. The glory of the past came to an end, so that the entire clan gradually became cannon fodder on the battlefield.

Listening to Kausi quietly explaining to Erica the origin of the three-headed dog of hell, Mephisto raised his eyebrows, picked up a piece of roasted meat from the grill, and said with a smile: "I heard about you as a prophet before.

With the title, I thought it was some magician who was pretending to be a ghost, but I didn’t expect it was actually a bit..."

His face suddenly became distorted, and he turned his head suddenly, staring at the hotel door without blinking.

"Wow! What is so fragrant?" A crisp voice floated in, and a curvaceous figure suddenly rushed to the stove, with beautiful big eyes smiling like crescent moons, "Kaus, this is roasted specially for me.

Is it? The meat is so fragrant!"

"Oh, an old gentleman brought a three-headed hell dog over and asked me to help him bake it!"

Kausi said with a smile, "There are many more, as long as Mr. Mephisto agrees..."

"Agree, agree, agree!" Mephisto nodded like he was pounding garlic, looked at Cauus up and down carefully, and said with a wry smile, "No wonder Gu Yi told me your whereabouts so readily. It turns out you

There is still something like this hidden in the hotel..."

"Mr. Mephisto?" Little Carrie glanced at Mephisto with her big black and white eyes, "Uncle, you seem familiar to me. Have we met somewhere?"

"I've never seen it, I've definitely never seen it! Just call me Lao Mo!"

Mephisto immediately sat upright, forcing a warm smile from his face, "I brought you some food specially. Look, the best three-headed hell dog, not too old or too young, exactly three thousand years old, tastes good

Good, chewy, tender and elastic, juicy and full..."

"Is that so? Thank you so much!" Carrie happily picked up the dog meat on the grill and took a bite, almost breaking the iron skewer in half, and her eyes became two slits, "Wow, really

It’s delicious!”

She ate several large skewers of dog meat. Seeing that no one moved, she urged: "What are you doing standing there? Eat together! Isn't there a lot more?"

"Eat, eat, let's eat too!" Mephisto finally came to his senses and tore off a large piece of bloody dog ​​meat with his own hands. He wanted to put it into the stove, but he didn't know what to do with it. Kaowu

Si sighed and threw the Balrog Hammer in the open space, drawing out the blazing flames of hell.

"What a good idea!" Mephisto suddenly became energetic. He stretched out his hand and made a few gestures at the body of the three-headed dog. Hundreds of large and small pieces of dog meat flew up, and flew flatly into the flames of hell.

Floating in mid-air, it seemed to be strung with iron sticks, and began to rotate slowly...

Erica had a big appetite, but after eating two pieces of the dog meat, which weighed more than ten kilograms each, and drinking a few glasses of fruit wine, her belly was full. She patted her belly and walked to the sofa to lie down contentedly. Kaowu

Si had almost finished eating, and sat aside to concentrate on the barbecue. Only Mephisto and Carrie were left feasting.

"Carrie, why are you here? Where is your dad?"

"Still walking outside..." Carrie still had a piece of meat in her mouth, holding a piece in each hand, pointing at Mephisto and shouting vaguely, "You also said you haven't seen me, otherwise how would you know?

My name?"

"I have indeed never seen you!" Mephisto said seriously, "I have met your father, and you have the same aura as him. As for why I know your name...many people know it!"

Kausi turned his head and asked with interest: "Is Carrie's father... Mr. Garland famous?"

"Well..." Mephisto hesitated for a moment, "He is somewhat famous. After all, very few people have seen him. I also glanced at him from a distance a long time ago. However, he knows me, and I also

Know him."

"A little famous" and "very few seen". These two completely correct words made Kausi completely fall into a trap. He nodded, thinking that he was probably the kind of mutant with a little strength.

Fortunately, Lao Mo has extensive knowledge and even recognizes these remote mutants. If he was a superhero like Team Shock who flew around the universe, his reputation would have spread far and wide...

But the indifferent and calm expression of Cauvus completely changed the concept in Mephisto's eyes. He couldn't help but respect Cauvus and wondered where did this freak come from?

He was so calm in the face of the name of Swallowing Star, one of the five creation gods, that he even dared to take his daughter home and raise him...

Fortunately, Kausu was not so stupid after all. Just when he was about to forget about it, he finally remembered a detail in Mephisto's words.

"A long time ago!"

When a dimension lord talks about a long time, it is definitely an extremely long time.

Therefore, the identity of "Mr. Garland" is by no means simple.

Or rather...

Kausu raised his eyebrows, suddenly feeling that he might have misunderstood something.

(End of chapter)