American comics: From Hogwarts to God on Earth

Chapter 155 Mephisto Makes a Minor Appearance

Suddenly, the ground of Capitol Square cracked, and countless pairs of fluorescent green eyes lit up in the darkness. (This was to remove the previous damage.)

More than 280 alien puppets surged forth like a tidal wave—humanoid in form, yet twisted like creations from a nightmare: their exoskeletons were as black as tar, their joints twisted, their spines jagged like saw teeth, and corrosive saliva dripped from their mouths. They had no thoughts, only the command to kill, and leading them were six figures more dangerous than monsters themselves.

Logan, the Wolverine, led the way, his steel claws slowly emerging from between his fingers, their cold gleam reflecting in his wolf-like grin. "Let's see what Hydra is up to."

Beside Wolverine, Frank adjusted his sunglasses and began reloading his weapon. In games, you don't need to manually load each bullet into the magazine, but in reality, gunmen don't operate like that; they often spend five minutes firing and half an hour reloading. Blade, standing nearby, looked completely satisfied.

"These puppets are really good, plentiful and of excellent quality." The daywalker, barely noticeable in the darkness, was very satisfied with Rune's alien puppets. The vampires' prized agility was severely suppressed by the aliens, and their dark magic had little effect on the alien puppets. Of course, there were losses; the dozen or so alien puppets that were lost all died at the hands of those high-ranking vampire councilors.

Even so, the Blade Warriors were still willing to spend a lot of money to buy a few puppets from Rune.

The Moon Knight's eyes gleamed silver, but this time Kong Su was only whispering in his ear. This moon goddess had not only granted him power but also told him who the Hydras sought to summon.

"The Fools of Mark Hydra are trying to tear open the barrier," Kong Su's voice trailed off, carrying an inhuman echo. "They smear runes with blood and light black candles with souls. Mephisto waits on the other side of the dimension."

Mark's breathing became heavy; he could feel Kong Su's anger—an ancient and cold rage, like the chill of moonlight on the desert.

The illusions surged like a tide: he saw a pitch-black sanctuary, its floor etched with inverted pentagrams; he saw nine black-robed priests slit the throats of prisoners, their blood pouring into the grooves; he saw a tome bound in human skin floating in mid-air, its pages moving without wind; finally, he saw a burning claw slowly emerging from the void, its fingertips dripping sulfur. The illusion of despair vanished abruptly, and the Moon Knight knelt down, cold sweat soaking his back.

Kong Su's voice rang out one last time, this time carrying an undeniable command: "Stop them, or Mephisto will turn this world into a breeding ground for suffering and evil—"

Then, Moon Knight felt someone help him up.

"Are you alright?" Anna, the Rakshasa, asked softly. Moon Knight nodded.

"My god has told me who the enemy is: Hydra is trying to summon Mephisto."

"Hey, if I remember correctly, didn't Strange already make a deal with Mephisto that he wouldn't invade Earth?" Erica frowned. Due to her previous work, she had come into contact with those demons a few times, and of course she knew that they had been targeting Earth for a long time, only to be stopped by the Ancient One and now Strange.

"But where is Strange now?" the Punisher scoffed. "Mephisto just wants to take advantage of Strange's absence to come to Earth and rake in a hefty sum of souls. Deceiving people one by one to make a deal is not only troublesome, but also prone to defaulting on payments."

"What could be simpler and more direct than just killing someone?"

"And Hydra also wants the world to be in chaos," Wolverine said, taking a drag of his cigarette. "So, the two of them..."

"Looks like they're birds of a feather," Anna added.

"Let's go, there's no time for conversation." Wolverine shouted, "Charge!"

However, it wasn't the belligerent Wolverine who first stormed into the Capitol's underground, but the alien golems. They surged into Hydra's defenses like a tidal wave, their claws tearing flesh and blood, their acidic blood corroding steel. The guards' bullets struck their exoskeletons, leaving only shallow dents, and the next second, their throats were pierced by bone spikes.

Wolverine and Blade charged into the enemy ranks like two hurricanes. Each swing of Logan's claws sent a spray of blood down his spine.

Eric's longsword mercilessly reaped the heads of every cultist who attempted to cast a spell.

The Punisher stood on high ground, and amidst the roar of shotguns, a Hydra soldier's chest was blasted open with a hole the size of a bowl. He reloaded expressionlessly, as if he were merely cleaning up trash.

Meanwhile, the Moon Knight, guided by Kong Su, was already charging in all directions. His scimitar severed the throats of several black-robed priests, and blood splattered on their pale masks.

Erica had vanished into the darkness, but Hydra soldiers fell one after another, their throats slit.

Her heart was pierced—she moved through the shadows like the Grim Reaper.

"Leave one for me!" the Rakshasa shouted. Logan had been working with this girl for a long time and knew what she wanted to do, so he tilted his claws slightly, not directly piercing the heart of the high-ranking Hydra officer in front of him, but instead lifting him high and throwing him to the Rakshasa behind him.

Anna touched the officer's brain directly with both hands, and amidst his mournful cries, the Rakshasa absorbed all of his memories.

"It's down there! Deeper down!"

"Roger that!" Logan grinned maliciously.

With the help of the puppets, the Hydras couldn't even last fifteen minutes before rushing into the deepest part of the earth. There, they found a huge circular stone chamber, its floor covered with hellish runes. On the central altar, a high-ranking Hydra priest held aloft a dark magic tome, roaring out his final incantation.

"You're too late!" a Hydra officer shouted, only to have his head blown off by the Punisher a moment later.

However, at this moment, the air underground began to distort, and a scarlet crack appeared above the stone chamber, revealing a huge...

Claws burning with hellfire are trying to tear apart the dimensions of reality.

That's right. Although Mephisto often appears as an old gentleman in some movies and TV shows, such as Ghost Rider, this is just a smokescreen to make him more approachable to ordinary humans. His true appearance is a giant demon, red all over with two horns on his head, which fits the stereotype of demons in ordinary people.

"Too late!" The priest laughed maniacally as he slit his own throat and died on the altar. Even in his dying moments, a terrifying smile remained in his eyes.

But in the next instant, the alien golems simultaneously lunged at the altar. Their bodies began to disintegrate upon contact with the hellish energy.

But their sheer number was enough to overwhelm the entire ritual site. The blood, imbued with the will and magic of runes, could corrode not only the human body but also the runes themselves.

At this moment, the Moon Knight raised his scimitar high, and the vast amount of lunar power descended by Kong Su transformed into silver chains, binding the hellish claw and forcibly dragging it back into the rift. Meanwhile, the Rakshasa was also using all her abilities to absorb the remaining dark energy. Although her skin glowed with an unnatural red light, she still gritted her teeth and persevered.

Soon, with the help of the two, and with an angry roar, the portal to hell was sealed shut.

The underground was deathly silent, save for the burning runes and corpses strewn everywhere. Wolverine retracted his claws, and the Punisher coldly surveyed the battlefield, confirming there were no survivors.

The Rakshasa woman collapsed to her knees, panting. Erica helped her up: "Are you alright?"

"Hmm, I'm alright." Anna stood up with Erica's help, and at this moment she had gained a better understanding of Rune's power.

You see, when she absorbed Rune's power before, she only absorbed a tiny bit before feeling unbearably bloated and could only survive with Rune's help. But this time, absorbing the energy of a portal capable of transporting a great demon, Anna surprisingly felt that although she was a little tired, it was still manageable.

"Rune is a terrible guy," Anna whispered to everyone present, then voiced her feelings.

Everyone present fell silent for a moment.

Logan finally broke the silence: "At least he's on our side now, and that's enough."