I sparked a mysterious resurgence in Marvel.

Chapter 548

"son?"

Mephistos said calmly, "Their original purpose was to make it easier for me to invade various dimensions. If not for that, why would I create these useless beings with my blood flowing through their veins?"

"For momentary physical pleasure?"

"Or are we just waiting for these idiots who spend all their time plotting to seize the throne to become powerful and cause me trouble?"

Having existed for countless millennia, Mephistopheles had long since become utterly indifferent to so-called kinship.

They had long been tired of the base pleasures of physical gratification.

Compared to physical pleasure, Mephisto preferred the mental enjoyment that came with increasing power.

If it weren't for the fact that each of his bloodline members was the best vessel for his invasion of various dimensions, Mephisto wouldn't have bothered wasting his life essence to create such troublesome creatures as his sons.

Ha ha.

Who could blame him when his sons, who inherited his bloodline, were all ambitious and constantly plotting to seize the throne?

of course.

Mephistos is the ruler of the Hell dimension, the king of all demons.

The Earth's protective barrier values ​​Him in a completely different way than the Witch Heart Demon does.

Therefore, the restrictions Mephisto faced while in the mortal realm were far greater than those imposed on the Witchheart Demon. Before the protective barriers of the three sanctuaries were destroyed, it was almost impossible for Mephisto to devote much of his power to the mortal realm.

To put it bluntly, his power in the human realm is even less than that of the Witch Heart Demon, who lowered his status and thus penetrated the protective barrier.

Otherwise, Mephisto wouldn't have gone to such lengths to cast the Witchheart Demon into the human world.

of course.

Mephistos's decision to throw his beloved "son," the Heart Demon, into the mortal realm and secretly tamper with him was not without its own reservations.

From the perspective of the human world.

The level of attention garnered by the invasion of the Witchheart Demon and the invasion of Mephisto were completely different.

usually.

The former's invasion of the human world might provoke the Ancient One to take action personally, but now, with several demons watching her, the Ancient One can only send some disciples to hunt down the Witchheart Demon.

This will also allow the Demonic Heart of Witch some time to recover its strength and even grow stronger.

However, if she sensed that Mephisto had sent an avatar into the human world, even if that avatar was not as powerful as the Warlock, the Ancient One would probably abandon that dimensional battlefield without hesitation and would rather pay a certain price to deal with it personally.

Even other powerful beings in the material plane, such as Odin, whose fate is unknown, and Hela, the goddess of death who has only recently escaped, might launch a joint attack against him.

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"Is this your excuse for violating your own son's body?"

Just as Gandalf scoffed disdainfully, intending to curse Mephistopheles as a bastard worse than an animal,

With a "plop" sound.

A golden-red sword, the Sword of Vishanti, pierced directly through Gandalf's chest from behind.

Inside the Shield of Seraphim, Mordo, who was struggling to maintain the Shield of Seraphim, looked at the figure not far away who had raised the Sword of Vishanti and pierced the chest of the Archmage Gandalf, his eyes flashing with extreme anger.

"Fuck, Alakdo, what are you doing?"

Before Mordo could make a move, a muscular figure with golden-red sparks flying from the soles of his feet leaped into the air and kicked the mage who had backstabbed Gandalf away.

"Wow!"

As the sword of Vishanti disintegrated from his chest, Archmage Gandalf coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Looking at Alakdo, who had been kicked away by Wang.

Gandalf's eyes were full of incomprehension, as if he could not believe that Alacdom, his student and nephew, would betray him.

However, when he saw Alakdo's pupils, which were filled with black, he realized...

The confusion in Gandalf's eyes quickly turned into a surge of anger.

"You controlled him?"

"Morpheus, you're asking for it!"

Standing outside the Shield of Seraphim, Mephistos smiled faintly: "Control? No, I merely stirred up the anger and murderous intent hidden deep within him."

The Shield of Seraphim is known as the strongest defensive magic. Even with the current power of this body, breaking the Shield of Seraphim will not be easy.

In comparison.

For Mephisto, it was far easier to incite the deepest evil within the human heart.

After all, many times, even the strongest castles crumble from within, don't they?

and so.

Having become accustomed to exploiting loopholes and manipulating people, Mephisto opted for a more effortless and convenient method.

After selecting a target with a weaker mindset.

In the brief pause between those few words, Mephistopheles easily stirred up the evil thoughts in the other's heart, and then instigated him to betray Gandalf.

Feeling the life force rapidly draining from my body.

Gandalf did not continue the pointless argument with Mephistopheles. Instead, he made use of the blood gushing from his chest as a catalyst, swiftly drawing in the void the blood incantation that Archmage Camille had chanted in the New York Sanctum.

"With my thoughts as the guide, with my blood as the pact..."

"To sacrifice myself..."

"...The ruler of the Crimson Dimension..."

"Hear my call, grant me..."

Under the incantation of the Archmage Gandalf, a magic circle exuding an ominous aura rapidly took shape.

Upon sensing that he was being locked onto by an unseen force, Mephistos was not afraid; instead, a half-smile appeared on his face.

"The Crimson Sword of Cytorak?"

"Heh, Cytorak may be hailed as the strongest dimensional ruler, but do you think he can kill me, a fellow dimensional ruler, with just his sword?"

Faced with Mephistopheles's mockery.

Beside Gandalf, an equally aged mage said in a deep voice, "If one crimson sword can't kill you, what about two?"

talking.

The unknown sorcerer also bit his finger, and then, without hesitation, followed closely behind the Archmage Gandalf, chanting the blood incantation to summon the "Crimson Sword".

"Two crimson swords might not be enough to kill the infamous Mephisto, but they should be enough to deal with the body of the Witchheart you've taken over. If that still isn't enough, then three will do. Anyway, these old bones of mine don't have many years left to live."

"If I can kill an incarnation of a demon king before I die, then even in death I'll have something to brag about."

Then a magnanimous voice rang out.

Within the Shield of Seraphim, the third incantation to summon the Crimson Sword quickly resounded.

As the three mysterious wills locked onto him, Mephistos's face darkened.

Just like the last monk who chanted the blood curse said.

What stands before them now is not Mephisto's almost immortal true form from the Hell Dimension, but rather a will that Mephisto temporarily revived in the Heart Demon through a backup plan.

Although the power that Mephisto secretly left in the Demonic Heart slightly increased the body's strength, the Demonic Heart itself was unworthy, leaving Mephisto with a body of extremely poor foundation.

Manipulating this body, he withstood three crimson swords that seemed to have locked onto him from the shadows. Even if he didn't die, his body was practically dead.

That won't do.

With a thought, a skull staff suddenly appeared in Mephisto's hand.

Ignoring the reactions of the guys opposite him, Mephistos gripped the skull staff with both hands and suddenly stood still in the void.

Instantly, the void trembled, and the [Mirror Space], which had been pinned to a weak point by Mephisto, immediately emitted a tooth-grinding sound of shattering glass.

As the shattering sound rang out, Mephistos's body instantly transformed into black mist, forming a gigantic, grotesque skull with its gaping maw and terrifying aura, lunging fiercely at the golden-red [Seraphim Shield].

Faced with this attack, Mordo, who was maintaining the [Seraphim Shield], changed his expression and then frantically drew out the mana in his body and poured it into the magic circle that maintained the [Seraphim Shield] in an attempt to resist this terrifying attack.

And Mordo was beside him.

The other Kamar-Taj mages also solemnly cast spells of Vatum's Wind, ready for battle.

"Bang!"

A few seconds later.

As the [Mirror Space] collapsed, the black mist-like skull that rushed towards the [Shield of Seraphim] and swallowed it whole also vanished with the wind.

but.

The Seraphim Shield, bitten by the skull, was surprisingly unharmed.

"Oh no, this is a feint!"

By the time Mordo realized what was happening...

Mephistos had already taken advantage of the moment the Mirror Space shattered to escape.

have to say.

In this respect, the Demonic Heart of the Witch is indeed in the same vein as Mephisto.

but.

As Mephistos fled, Erin, who had remotely locked onto Mephistos through the Spirit Threads, immediately sped up and gave chase.

Erin had not forgotten the warning from the Balance of Fate.

If a single Heart Demon is already this troublesome, what about... the infamous Demon King, the ruler of the Hell Dimension, Mephistos?

If Mephistos really gets away this time, then Erin won't be able to sleep peacefully from now on.

"So, the guy who ruined all my hard work has finally caught up with me?"

Sensing the aura following behind, Mephistos, who had transformed into black mist and fled, smiled slightly.

After his body was locked onto by the three wills in the dark, Mephistopheles immediately abandoned his initial plan.

Since I can't dodge those three crimson swords, I might as well use this body to do one last thing.

When the demon was revived, Mephistos actually saw through Arryn's illusion and saw him hiding in the void.

Given the lingering scent of the San Venganza Covenant on Erin, it would be difficult for Mephistos to detect him, even if he didn't want to.

Upon his immediate recovery, Mephisto sensed the person who had destroyed the San Van Gonzalez Contract, which greatly excited him and made Erin his final target.

originally.

Mephistos wanted to wait until he had dealt with the Ancient One's disciples at Kamar-Taj before finally dealing with Arryn, that audacious madman, to see if he could salvage any of his losses from him.

However, the fierce actions of Gandalf's three sorcerers forced Him to abandon His original plans.

Since this body won't be useful for long, why not make the most of it before it's too late and use its last bit of strength to get rid of this bastard who has ruined his plans time and time again?

Previously, the mirror space was full of enemies, and there were too many variables.

So Mephistos shattered the Mirror Space and then pretended to flee.

as predicted.

This tactic of luring the snake out of its hole directly attracted Erin's attention.

Upon witnessing this scene, Mephisto had a sudden thought and quickly transmitted a certain idea to someone through mental fluctuations.

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On the other side...

Erin, who was chasing after Mephisto, found himself alone and caught up with him.

Although he sensed something was wrong, he didn't want Mephisto to escape and give Him room to grow, thus avoiding the biggest trouble for himself.

Erin hesitated for less than a second before catching up without hesitation.

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Arryn, flying in mid-air, used Russell's Flight Technique to bite Mephisto's rear end.

However, Arlin soon discovered that without the obstruction of the [Mirror Space], Mephistos, wielding the Void Throne, quickly reconnected with the aura of fear that permeated the Bekos River.

Nourished by this atmosphere of fear.

Mephistos's aura grew stronger at a visible speed.

"Damn it, we can't let him keep adding like this, otherwise, even with three Crimson Swords, we might not be able to kill this guy in the end."

He muttered a curse under his breath.

Erin immediately took out the [Dragon Slayer] from his spatial ring.

After directly identifying Mephisto as a dragon based on his characteristics, Erin didn't hesitate to activate the [Dragon Slayer] exclusive slaughter mode.

one;

two;

three;

"Buzz!"

After charging for three seconds, the dragon-slaying light that had been gathering in the muzzle of the [Dragon Slayer] instantly condensed into a thick beam of black energy, which burst out from the blood-red dragon head and struck the black mist in the void not far away.

"Sizzle!"

Almost instantly.

The large swath of black mist was instantly annihilated by the black dragon-slaying light, purifying a significant portion of it.

After experiencing the terrifying power of the [Dragon-Slaying Light], Mephistos felt a sense of threat and urgency, and his face darkened: "Such a strong baleful aura, and... why are there so many dragon souls wailing on that spear?"

Sensing a threat, Mephistos did not hesitate to expand the area covered by the black mist.

While the Dragon Slayer is incredibly powerful, its weaknesses are equally apparent.

Once their size increases, even if the Dragon-Slaying Light hits them, it won't cause much damage.

While flying, Mephisto activated a mark in his mind once again.

(End of this chapter)