The Death Knell

Mephisto squatted on his throne. This was his habit. It was as if the throne was burning his buttocks. He had to squat on it to feel comfortable.

Listening to the screams of souls coming from the plains, he shook his head and closed his eyes to enjoy the leisure, but in fact it was the time of the hell war, and this short rest was a bit of a luxury for him.

In order to compete for the tens of millions of souls who died in World War II, all the hells used all their methods. The overt army attacks were just a side dish, and the most important thing was the secret actions and intrigues.

As a devil, it is simply instinct to play tricks, and for him, who is the most powerful, he has become the common enemy of almost everyone.

The maids of destruction stood in front of him under the throne, lined up in two rows respectfully, but it could be seen from their withered faces and pale eyes that they were actually unwilling.

They are the fallen first-generation Valkyries. Eating corpses is one thing, but being sold to the Demon King is another.

Compared with King Baoer, Mephisto is obviously not a good master. The torture they endured in hell was unimaginable before.

They want to find Loki now and kill the ice giant bastard. But Loki had already expected it, and there was a guarantee clause in his contract with Mephisto.

Mephisto closed his eyes, feeling the malicious eyes around him, and felt extremely comfortable. He was holding a skull in his hand, which contained lava-like wine, which was brought to his mouth from time to time.

"Your Majesty...last time, the human from last time is here again!"

But at this time, the blind attendant came to disturb his nature again, and the sharp drake voice interfered with the beautiful music.

Mephisto raised his hand and hit it with the flames of hell without even looking. It stood in the same place every time, as if it came up on purpose.

"ah!!!"

Thick pillars of fire erupted from the ground, completely covering the attendants, and disappeared in an instant. It exhaled a puff of black smoke, fell to the ground like charcoal, and became motionless.

Soon someone else dragged it away, leaving only the burnt smell in the air.

Mephisto's men are basically fire demons, and being sprayed by lava is as easy as being splashed with a basin of water.

The attendant knew that the Demon King liked to hear screams, so he deliberately cooperated.

Watching it being dragged away, Mephisto pinched the center of his brow, his sharp nails digging into the skin.

Not many humans can come to hell, and even fewer can get out later. There is probably only one person who can make the younger brothers feel like they are facing a formidable enemy...

"Hey, Lao Mo, are you squatting at home? How many souls have you earned today?"

Sure enough, almost before he lowered his hand, he heard the death knell's hypocritical and enthusiastic greeting.

Mephisto turned his head and showed a perfect business smile: "I said that the hell fire roasted people so deliciously today. It turns out that the Supreme Mage is coming. Welcome, my hell is open to you at any time."

"Haha... That's too polite. The point is that I can't say that the earth welcomes you at any time. This comparison makes me look stingy."

Su Ming also smiled and shook hands with Mephisto, choosing to stagger his words.

Both of them had fake smiles on their faces, he came to Mephisto for help and he didn't want to pay any price.

Monaco said before that the warlock troops are all half-human and half-demon hybrids, so even if they die, to be precise, at least half of their souls will return to hell.

In the main plane, demons can be defeated, but there is no way to truly kill them. Their demon souls will still return to hell, reabsorbing chaotic energy, reshaping their bodies, and waiting to be summoned next time.

There are many ways to summon demons, which can be roughly divided into three categories: advent, possession, and hatching.

Advent spells are spells commonly used by wizards to contact demons, make deals or pay prices.

Possession is generally passive. It is an ordinary person who pursues taboo knowledge unintentionally or intentionally. Then his body remains in the main world, but his soul is exchanged with the demons in hell, which is what is often called evil.

Incubation is the most malicious form, where humans and demons breed and give birth to hybrid demons. These hybrids have exploited loopholes in the rules and can freely travel between the two worlds, and their abilities in the main plane are greater than those of ordinary beings. The demons that descend are stronger.

Demonology on Marvel's side is not systematic, because the Supreme Mage Ancient One protects the earth very well, and demons rarely cause trouble on the earth.

Su Ming's theory was derived from DC. The previous DC had no protection, so it supported Constantine, Arabelle and a large group of sorcerers who made a living by exorcising demons.

Mephisto checked his mouth and saw that the new Supreme Mage still had no intention of relaxing like the previous Ancient One, and he couldn't help but lose most of his interest in talking.

However, as a veteran demon king, it is impossible for others to notice any difference in Nanchengfu. He is still so enthusiastic, as if he will let his subordinates serve roasted people in the next second and everyone can enjoy it together.

After several rounds of polite exchanges, Su Ming and Mephisto flattered each other in various ways, but they still haven't gotten to the point.

As for Monaco, who opened the portal to bring Su Ming here, Xu Shu entered Cao Ying without saying a word. He put his hands in his pockets behind Deathstroke and looked blankly as if he were nothing.

"Old Mo, I came here this time to track down the whereabouts of a prisoner. I hope you can make it easier." After all, Su Ming can't afford it. He is in a hurry, but Mephisto can spend more time with you. Go next century.

Mephisto showed a big smile, revealing his yellow fangs, and his pure black eyes turned to the wine glass in his hand: "Oh? Is the Supreme Mage so sure that it is the demon under me? What cruel deeds has it done? ?Say it to make me happy?"

"One of the demons hatched on the earth. It does not act alone. You know who you signed a contract with before and what role you played in mankind's World War II."

Su Ming did not drink the wine that was served. It was as hot as lava and had a pungent smell of blood.

Mephisto fiddled with his nails, as if talking about something trivial and not worth mentioning:

"Oh, I remembered. I did have a plan with some people to 'accelerate' the production of souls. This is called a world war by you. Haha, this war is actually not that big. Our world It’s not that small, is it?”

"Ah, it's a lot smaller than the Nine Realms War, but since you've made enough now, why don't you tell me who made the deal with you?"

Su Ming responded and looked at the scarlet demon with one eye.

Mephisto smiled and did not answer, but changed the subject: "You want to find a demon's soul, which is easy to do, but what kind of deal can you offer?"

Su Ming nodded with a smile, leaned back on the chair, and flicked the ash into the wine glass: "That's right, I'm here to negotiate terms."