Marvel's Planeswalkers

"Why are you here?" Li Feng, whose interest was interrupted, put away the billowing smoke, put away the marks between his eyebrows, and asked in confusion.

Strange looked at George, Connors and Peter who were busy doubting their lives, and frowned at Wang.

Wang nodded slightly to indicate that he would understand immediately, opened the portal connecting to the temple, and said: "Three of you, what happens next is not something you can know or participate in. Please leave with me."

Peter looked at Wang, then at the hall opposite the portal, turned to look at Li Feng, and said in belated surprise: "Wow, Uncle Austin, are they all mages like you?"

When talking about 'uncle', Peter deliberately emphasized his tone to show that he and Li Feng knew each other and were on the same team. If Wang wanted to make a small move, please ask Li Feng first if he would agree.

At the same time, he felt deeply novel and wanted to reach out and touch the portal.

Wang did not stop Peter's outstretched paw, but glanced at Li Feng expressionlessly. When he saw the other person shrugged to show that he really knew Peter, he immediately stopped deleting the memories of several people, put on a gentle smile, crossed the portal, and stood in the portal. The person on the other side of the door made a gesture of invitation and said: "You three, you have also seen that this is just teleportation magic, there is no danger and the teleportation location is in New York. It is not too far away from here. You can definitely take the subway home."

"Uh~" Peter glanced at Li Feng as if scratching his head, and then peeked at Mephisto with curiosity. Obviously, he was extremely curious and didn't want to leave.

That was Mephisto, the legendary Lord of Hell. He was not a big shot that anyone could see even if he jumped from the Empire State Building and went straight to Hell.

Just talking to him a few words is enough for me to brag for a lifetime.

I don’t know if believing in Him will give me magical spell-casting abilities.

Maybe by building a good relationship, when I die and go to hell, I can still hold a part-time job?

Peter came with mixed thoughts, and Li Feng rolled his eyes. He could guess with his heels what Peter was planning.

In the materially rich modern world, the spiritual world of young people who have no worries about food and clothing is extremely scarce. In order to fill their empty and lonely hearts, a group of Hagui tribes were born who worship vampires without any brains.

There are also bikers who have the big head of Ghost Rider tattooed on their arms to express their individuality.

In short, in order to seek death, he would dare to think and do anything.

Hey~ If it weren't for Uncle Ben's sake, I would be too lazy to pay attention to you. With a silent sigh, Li Feng picked up Peter like a chicken and scolded: "The brain is a good thing. Please think about the Bible and think about it." I wonder what happens to the guy in movies, TV shows and novels who sticks his face to the devil’s butt.”

With that said, Li Feng threw Peter into the portal and warned: "Wang, if the little guy disobeys, remember to beat him, and beat him wide open."

In order to ensure that Peter was obedient, Li Feng thought for a moment and smiled evilly at Peter: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter if you are beaten to death. I will explain the situation to your family and ensure that no one will cause trouble for me and Wang."

Hearing "It doesn't matter if you beat him to death", Peter trembled all over and subconsciously looked at the resurrected George: It seems that it's okay if he really dies, he can be resurrected anyway.

But there is a big difference between euthanasia and being beaten to death. Thinking of this, Peter hung his head and stood behind the king, showing everyone a smile that was uglier than crying.

Connors and George looked at each other, shaking their heads slightly and smiling bitterly.

They both knew Mephisto's purpose of coming here, which involved the ownership of the soul after all, but now devils, gods, and mages appeared one after another. Even if the cause of the matter was related to them, it has nothing to do with it now.

They are all people I can't afford to offend. George forced a smile and took the opportunity to look around to imprint the faces of everyone present in his heart. He silently said, 'Stay away from these people when you encounter them in the future', and followed Connors through the portal.

As the portal closed, there was just a mahjong table on the rooftop. It was a mahjong table where three locals from Earth teamed up to bully outsiders. This made Mephisto, who had come from afar, feel aggrieved and wanted to quit.

But before leaving, he planned to give Li Feng a little trouble.

"Ahem," Mephisto coughed lightly, straightened his slightly messy hair and collar, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Ward, do you know why I am keen on trading souls?"

I'm not your father, I don't care what you like to do. Li Feng guessed casually: "Personal interests and hobbies?"

"That's true, but it's not accurate enough." Mephisto shrugged and continued to ask: "There are many worlds connected to hell, and the earth is just an insignificant one among them. This means that hell does not actually lack souls, even if they are of high quality. There is no shortage of souls, after all, countless souls fall into hell every day, and it’s not surprising that a few high-quality souls occasionally come.”

After a pause, Mephisto's expression changed, showing a pitiful look of humiliation, and he said angrily: "But do you know, except for those souls who have had transactions with me, the other souls belong to hell, and are not half as good as me. A dime relationship. Watching many souls dangling in front of your eyes every day, it’s like "

"It's like delicious food but you can only smell it but not eat it. Can you understand the taste?"

"It's like a beautiful woman showing off in front of my eyes, but I can only look at her but not touch her. Do you understand that feeling?"

"Or maybe you handle thousands of bills every day, but none of them belong to you. Can you feel the feeling?"

After three consecutive questions, Li Feng was a little confused, and even had the illusion that he was participating in a program called 'Mephisto Complaint Time'.

On the side, Mordo also didn't understand what Mephisto wanted to express, but he knew that the devil's words were not trustworthy and even contained traps.

Looking away at Mephisto, who looked like a human and dog, he walked behind Li Feng and whispered: "Be careful, the devil is good at lying and is the most treacherous creature known."

Li Feng nodded nonchalantly, with a slightly arrogant tone, and said with a smile: "Treachery? Hey, treachery in the face of absolute power is also called death."

Idiot, one day you will regret it. Hidden with deep disdain, Mephisto slowly retreated to the dark corner, smiled slightly, and said: "I am just the manager of hell, the executive who punishes sinful souls, and the true master of hell's souls. There is someone else. Hehe, death, haha."

Speaking of this, Mephisto's breath suddenly disappeared.

Li Feng was stunned and hurriedly shouted: "Don't worry, please speak clearly before leaving."

It's a pity that Mephisto left quickly and didn't want to talk to Li Feng for another five dollars.

Ma Dan cursed secretly, and Li Feng grimaced, wondering if the 'death' Mephisto said at the end was related to Lady Death.

If 'death' was just a casual exclamation from Mephisto, then everything would be fine and everyone should eat and drink.

But if the real owner of the hell soul is Lady Death, Li Feng feels that he should kill George and send him to hell with his own hands.

Why, Lady Death is one of the five creation gods of the Marvel Universe, the source, creator and controller of all life souls in the multiverse.

He symbolizes death, has unlimited power, and can also control death. He can kill or resurrect all creatures in the multiverse, and can also create, destroy, and manipulate the souls of all life in the multiverse.

Li Feng regretted that he had provoked such a big shot just because he resurrected George, and his intestines turned green.

I hope Ms. Death won’t pay attention to me. Li Feng was praying silently. The more he thought about it, the colder his heart became. Li Feng clutched his chest, his face turned pale and his whole body was trembling.

Strange didn't know what to say at this time. After all, he also knew the relationship between Lady Death and the soul.

After thinking about it, Strange simply skipped the topic of Lady Death and said: "Master Austin, congratulations on becoming the god of mankind on earth."

I am a useless god. Li Feng laughed at himself, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, took out the magic book and threw it to Strange, saying: "There are three ways to become a god in it, one emphasizes physical fitness, and the other focuses on The lifespan is the simplest one, which can only be achieved with a treasure, but the strength is the weakest after becoming a god. "

After a pause, Li Feng, who should have been proud, said in a calm tone: "If you don't like all three, you can also choose to learn from the principles like me and find a way to become a god that suits you."

"Thank you," Strange smiled sincerely after taking the magic book. He glanced at Modo and then silently walked aside to read the magic book.

"I have something to do with you," Modu said with joy on his face, and his mana surged freely.

Feeling the familiar fluctuation of mana, Li Feng was stunned for a moment and said: "Ah, when will you embark on the path of storing mana in your body? And you are only half a step away from being a demigod."

As he spoke, Li Feng couldn't help but sigh that it was great to have a big force behind him.

It had only been a short time since he had taught Kama Taj how to practice, and yet she was about to cultivate a demigod without making any noise.

As for him, he robbed in the east and pretended to be a grandson in the west to make deals. He stumbled around for so many years and endured many hardships before he was promoted to a demigod: It's really annoying to compare people to others.

Mo Du smiled slightly and said: "I have been practicing for a long time, and it is still your credit. After all, you still provided the practice method."

"Thank you!" Li Feng scratched his head as if he was naive and asked, "Can you give me any benefits?"

Do you want the time stone? As a person who is familiar with Li Feng, Modu directly ignored the topic of asking for benefits and said: "In addition to triggering the alarm because of Mephisto, I also want to trade something from you."

After a pause, Modu, who looked serious, said in a more serious tone: "It's about a deal for me to become a demigod."

Li Feng frowned, put away his playful smile in a rare serious manner, and stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation, gesturing for Modu to continue.

Modu took a deep breath and said slowly: "When a mage reaches the peak of mortal life, he needs to understand the world. And the way for me to understand is to go to university for further study, and the major I choose is related to gravity."

After understanding the reason for the transaction, Li Feng immediately opened the portal and shouted: "Kreacher, get a bottle of Gravity."

As for what Modu wanted to trade, Li Feng didn't ask, and Modu didn't say anything. Only Strange, who was standing by, touched the Eye of Agamotto.

The meaning is clear, Kamathaj is willing to hand over the Time Stone, but not now, at least until Kamathaj has enough power.

In this regard, Li Feng expressed his understanding. After all, Kama Taj has many enemies, and they are very strong.

After a while, Kreacher, who had not seen Li Feng for a long time, teleported to the rooftop with his watery eyes and said happily:

"boss,"