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Chapter 137 Black Heart and the San Venganza Pact

Li Feng and his companion, along with Johnny, did not stay for long.

After meeting Shakora, he left quickly.

Ultimately, none of them came here to befriend Shakora.

Li Feng and his companion simply wanted to see for themselves whether Shakora, the Lord of Hell, was truly harmless—although meeting her once was hardly enough to prove anything.

So after meeting him, I took my leave shortly after.

Even before leaving, Li Feng still looked at his son and Xia Kela, the Hell Lord with her outstanding looks and figure, with some suspicion.

However, given the current situation, he couldn't ask too many questions.

After Johnny learned that Shakora was not Mephisto, his curiosity was immediately halved.

However, he still chose to meet with Shakora, wanting to know from her if she had any way to lift the curse on him.

"Although I hate to admit it, Mephisto is indeed a much more powerful lord of hell than I am—in fact, of all the lords of hell, he is the most mysterious. Perhaps he is not the strongest, but no one has ever truly been able to fathom his depths... So on this point, I really can't help you." Faced with Johnny's request, Shakora refused him with slightly ambiguous words.

Actually, it's not that she can't solve it, nor that she's afraid to.

There's no benefit to it—what would she gain from helping Johnny break the curse, besides offending Mephisto?

You get nothing.

She wouldn't do a deal that would lose her money.

Johnny was somewhat disappointed by Shakora's rejection.

But he also knew that he didn't really have any leverage.

"I suddenly remembered something." Watching Johnny leave dejectedly, and then force a smile to go back to continue his performance, Levi suddenly said to Shakora.

"What's wrong?" Shakora looked at him.

"You want to know where Black Sky is because you want to devour its power, right?" Li Wei asked.

"That's right!" Shakora nodded readily; there was nothing to hide.

"Then can you devour the power of other demons?" Li Wei continued to ask.

"Theoretically, it's possible, but a weak absorption isn't very meaningful, and a strong one might backfire... Situations like Black Sky's semi-sealed state are still very rare," Shakora said. "What, who are you planning to use me to deal with this time?"

"What do you mean 'again'? It's as if I've ever taken advantage of you!" Li Wei was speechless.

"Isn't that what you're thinking right now?" Shakora said, looking at him.

"You're overthinking it. I just happened to remember that this opportunity came up," Li Wei chuckled.

"Oh? Tell me, which unlucky guy have you set your sights on?" Hearing Li Wei say this, Shakora also became interested.

"Mephisto's son, heartless!" Li Wei said slowly.

That's right, he was referring to the opponent Johnny might face soon.

A wicked man attempting to usurp Mephisto's position as Lord of Hell.

"What? Mephisto's son? When did that old man have a son?" Upon hearing Li Wei's words, Shakora, who had just taken a sip of red wine, almost spat it out.

"You didn't know?" Shakora's reaction surprised Levi.

"So you're serious?" Shakora looked at Levi.

The two then looked at each other in bewilderment.

"I'm sorry, but I was asleep for over a thousand years, and at that time I was certain that Mephisto didn't have such a son—so if the Blackheart you're talking about really exists, it must have happened within the last thousand years," Shakora said after thinking for a moment.

"Maybe so. I only know that he exists, but I really don't know his exact age," Li Wei shrugged.

Unlike those superheroes, Li Wei's understanding of the villain Blackheart was not very deep, so he did not know that Blackheart was actually created by Mephisto in New York hundreds of years ago. Although Blackheart was nominally Mephisto's son, he was completely different from Shakra, who was a second-generation demon lord who was a normal offspring of the previous generation of demon lords.

In essence, he was merely a creation of Mephisto.

Originally, Blackheart was a place of evil in New York called the Crown of Christ, where a special kind of resentment had accumulated.

It was discovered by Mephisto, who happened to be passing by, who condensed it into a form, named it Blackheart, and regarded it as his son—which may be why Blackheart has no soul.

Judging from his birthplace, it's clear that Hei Xin couldn't have been very old.

After all, New York's history is only a little over three hundred years old, which is slightly longer than the history of the United States.

So, although Blackheart is known as the Prince of Hell, he is actually just a work that Mephisto created on a whim.

"So how strong is he?" Seeing how confident Li Wei was, Shakora's interest grew even stronger.

Mephisto has a son?

It seems that during my more than a thousand years of slumber, I have indeed missed many interesting things.

"I'm not entirely sure of his exact strength, but considering his audacity in betraying Mephisto and attempting to usurp the position of Lord of Hell, he shouldn't be weak... right?" Li Wei stroked his chin, recalling the limited information he had about Hell.

"Wow...that does sound true...if it's not because he's strong enough, then he's probably just not very bright...but compared to Blackheart, I'm more interested in you now." Shakora said, looking at Levi with great interest.

"Huh?" Li Wei was a little confused. How did the conversation turn to him?

"You sometimes seem quite ignorant about a lot of information about hell, but you also have an unexpectedly deep understanding of some secrets... It seems you have many secrets of your own!" Shakora said with a smile as she moved closer to Levi.

"Ahem, what's so strange about that? I'm the Sorcerer Supreme's disciple, it's normal for me to know some secrets, okay?" Li Wei felt a chill run down his spine from Xia Ke's gaze, and without hesitation, he pulled the Ancient One out to take the fall.

"Hmm, you're right!" Hearing Li Wei's words, and thinking of the Ancient One, the supreme being who made her tremble, Xia Kela thought about it and agreed.

This generation's supreme ruler of Earth is far too mysterious and powerful.

It's not surprising that they could produce a disciple like Li Wei, who is full of secrets.

What a pity... Shakora glanced at Li Wei again.

If only this kid weren't that supreme being's disciple, she could...

"Ahem, so, are you actually interested in Blackheart or not?" Li Wei forced the topic back on track. Although he had forgotten the exact timeline of the Ghost Rider storyline, it shouldn't be too long. He just needed to keep an eye on when Johnny would leap over the "helicopter".

"Of course I'm interested, but I don't know if the ruthless person you mentioned is as ruthless as he is audacious," Xia Kela nodded.

"So if I can help you get him... the Spirit of Vengeance?" Levi asked tentatively.

"We can't determine the value of black-heartedness right now..." Xia Kela said, frowning.

"What if we add the San Venganza Pact?" Levi continued to press the issue.

"What is that?" Shakora said she didn't know what it was—which was normal, since San Vergonzaga was in America, which meant its history was not very long.

It's perfectly normal that Shakora, who has been asleep for over a thousand years, doesn't know.

"A contract that seals away thousands of evil spirits!" Li Wei explained.

Upon hearing this, Shakora suddenly stood up and looked at Li Wei with disbelief.

"It's true. It was Mephisto's masterpiece back then, but he was betrayed by his own knight, who took the contract and hid it away," Levi shrugged.

(End of this chapter)