A retired reincarnator from a certain American film studio

Chapter 448 The Contract of Saint-Van González

The entrance to a villa on the outskirts of Stoneville.

Natasha and Jack crossed their arms and looked into the distance at Luke, who was speaking to a young and lively woman while SHIELD was directing combat aircraft.

Jack looked at Heather Miller, who was standing in front of Luke with her arms crossed and a somewhat complicated expression, and stroked his chin.

"Is this the boss's new girlfriend?"

"Correct."

Natasha nodded, then asked, seemingly puzzled, "By the way, does Rachel know that your boss is involved in such shady dealings?"

Jack chuckled and looked at Natasha.

“Honey, you know my professional ethics.”

"Yes, yes, we shouldn't ask questions we shouldn't ask."

Natasha interrupted directly, not wanting to continue on this topic, and changed the subject: "Well, now your eldest son has three daughters without you even noticing, no, four, tsk tsk, by the way, is your eldest son really planning to raise them all?"

Jack was silent for a moment, then looked at Natasha: "Honey, I don't really want to discuss my boss's private matters."

This doesn't align with his self-perception.

Natasha raised her hands in surrender, then changed the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about your boss anymore, let's talk about you."

Jack was slightly taken aback.

"Talk about me?"

"Correct."

Natasha nodded and looked at Jack: "What do you plan to do with your clones?"

Jack raised an eyebrow and looked at Natasha: "You seem to have a dozen or so as well. I have a bold idea..."

Natasha raised an eyebrow and delivered a powerful kick with her thigh.

Jack retreated to avoid it.

"What are you doing?"

"roll."

"I have not……"

"Shut up!"

Natasha rolled her eyes at Jack, annoyed. "I know what you're thinking. I've already given the order: destroy them all. You'd better not sneak out a few."

Jack was taken aback when he heard this.

"Destroy them all, that's such a waste."

"..."

Natasha didn't speak, she just stared at Jack expressionlessly.

Under Natasha's gaze, Jack's tone grew weaker and weaker, and his expression became increasingly guilty. He didn't even finish his last sentence before falling silent and making a zipping motion.

at this time.

After hugging Heather Miller, Luke turned and walked over.

"Natasha"

"Director Dane."

“Arrange for someone to take Heather and her friend to the airport, and while you’re at it, buy them tickets back to Texas.”

"no problem."

Natasha nodded and left the spot.

Jack looked at Luke, who appeared normal: "Boss, how are you?"

Luke stroked his chin and looked at Jack: "Heather said she needs some time to calm down."

Jack simply said "oh" and didn't press the matter further.

soon.

Natasha's SHIELD agents then drove Heather Miller and the surviving young couple to the airport.

Luke, along with Jack and led by Natasha, boarded the Quinjet fighter.

Maria Hill, who was already seated on the plane, ordered takeoff once everyone had arrived.

As the Quinjet took off vertically, at full power, it plunged into the clouds and raced toward Washington, D.C. at breakneck speed.

Lu Ke leaned against the wall behind him, closing his eyes to rest.

but.

His soul has returned to the underworld of Hale.

The sky over Haier's Underworld remained the same, except that, with the arrival of Luke's cosmos, the sky was slightly brighter than before.

The giant wolf Fenrir was still the same as ever. When she saw Luke, she kept asking him where the handsome male wolf that Luke had promised her from the beginning was.

Luke apologized for Finnil's questioning and said that he already had a target and would bring it back soon.

but……

His credit rating with Fenrir is almost negative.

Fortunately, just as Fenrir was pressing the issue, Hela appeared in time to help Luke out of the predicament.

After Fenrir walked away grumbling.

Hela looked at Luke with some curiosity: "You really found someone for Fenrir? You're not lying to her, are you?"

Luke shook his head: "How could that be? I just haven't figured out whether Fenrir would like the Hulk or Wolverine."

Hela blinked.

Because neither of the two things Lu Ke mentioned were in her memory.

Luke chuckled and didn't dwell on the topic, getting straight to the point and telling Hela about the discoveries made in the Hive's underground base.

This means that, conservatively speaking, Wu Xinmo has plundered at least 50,000 souls this time.

The entire town of Stoneville, plus the city of Kahn, could easily easily gather 50,000 residents.

"How many souls would the Demonic Heart of Witch need if he wanted to create a second hell on Earth?"

"More than 50,000 souls are enough."

"So, the Demonic Heart of Witch could rebel at any moment?"

"You can't say that."

Hela shook her head and explained, "Even if the Heart Demon is Mephisto's son, if he wants to create a completely new realm of death behind Mephisto's back, a soul alone is not enough; he also needs permission."

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow.

"license?"

"Yes."

Hela nodded: "If the death of Earth is ownerless or has already been assigned a home, you only need to obtain the approval of death to expand your domain of death, because in this universe, the authority over death is in the hands of death."

Lu Ke stroked his chin.

"I don't think the Demonic Heart of the Witch can gain the approval of Death, one of the five great gods. If he could, Mephisto would probably have to step down obediently."

"That's correct, but I'm referring to the death of Earth when it's ownerless or has already found its home."

"Expand your story."

"Heavenly Dimension"

"..."

Lu Ke raised an eyebrow, recalling what Hela had told him in Chapter 293 about the struggle between the Heavenly and Hell dimensions for the power of death on Earth.

but……

“I remember you said that, although you didn’t know why, the Hell Dimension won in the end that time.”

"Hell Dimension won."

"That……"

"But those who believe in God have their souls go to the heavenly dimension."

Hela smiled and said, "If the souls of a world do not gather in one place, it means that the souls of that world have not yet found their final home. This also means that Mephisto can only guard against someone trying to seize his authority over death on Earth, but cannot prevent it."

Lu Ke understood: "You mean, the Witchheart Demon needs permission to rebuild Hell, and the Heavenly Dimension can grant him that permission."

Hela said, "Remember when I said that Heaven should have won, but Mephisto won for some reason in the end? And through the soul you sent in, I learned that the battle between Heaven and Hell has continued all these years, and it seems that this time is no exception."

Luke stroked his chin, his mind racing.

Because he was unwilling to remain the prince of hell for tens of thousands of years or even a lifetime, Wu Xinmo decided to start his own business.

If Mephisto already had complete control over the death of Earth, the Demonic Heart of the Witch certainly wouldn't have thought that way.

Even if the Demon Lord wanted to, Mephisto would disagree and would send out seven wolves to teach him a lesson about filial piety.

However, Mephisto did not control the power of death on Earth; at the very least, some of it remained in the hands of the Heavenly Dimension.

According to Hela's analysis, it seems that if the Demonic Heart of Witch wants to start anew, it needs permission from the Heavenly Dimension.

Good guy.

The prince of Hell has gone to cooperate with the people of Heaven.

Why do I suddenly feel like I'm watching a melodramatic soap opera?

Lu Ke thought to himself.

But the most important point.

"How does the Demonic Heart of Witchcraft intend to obtain permission from the Heavenly Dimension?"