Superman

Chapter 266 Reaching a consensus with the old devil

"horrible……"

"It's too cruel..."

"unacceptable……"

The guests at the Wumen Bar were all dumbfounded as they watched the bright live broadcast with flashing bright lights.

People in the 21st century, who have been bombarded by Hollywood special effects blockbusters, are almost immune to superhero battle scenes.

Iron Man likes to clean the ground with gunfire, the Hulk is a demolition maniac, and thunder and lightning can be heard with the wave of Thor's hand...

When you are at the scene, you may feel that the momentum is astonishing.

But from the perspective of the picture, it is actually no different from those popcorn blockbusters.

It is nothing more than a variety of sound and light special effects, coupled with the devastated New York City as the background, it is a grand scene that Hollywood has always been good at.

For a while, I posted my ospy Avengers or superhero videos to the website platform, and then added various special effects for 50 cents, and it became a code of wealth that increased my followers and attracted traffic.

Therefore, seeing this, viewers who consider themselves well-informed.

Facing the brilliant magic spelled out by the various mages, they were not surprised in their hearts, but more calm.

It's like sitting in a movie theater and watching a special effects blockbuster.

"It's just that I have never seen this scene before."

Rocket Raccoon chewed the crispy carrots and shook his head.

Superman can always bring some extra surprises to it and others.

Possessing the terrifying power to destroy the world is usually just a verbal or literal sentence.

No one has really seen that one person can destroy the planet and dimension by himself.

Now, Superman proves it.

"Why does this guy come to participate in the Supreme Mage Battle?"

"How does he look like a mage?"

"Why don't you become famous as the overlord of the universe and stay on a backward planet to participate in the competition?"

"..."

The Star Forum hosted by Gao Tianzun has exploded.

On average, hundreds or thousands of related posts pop up every second.

Looking at the pure white live broadcast screen, Rocket Raccoon stopped typing on the keyboard with his hands and temporarily put aside the entertainment activities of playing against people.

At this moment, no one cares about who can take over as the Supreme Mage.

They want to know even more, who is Strange's contractor?

"too strong."

Rocket Raccoon sighed.

If you were an uninformed audience, you might think someone was trying to level hell and purify the devil.

"Mage Strange, what's going on?"

Mephisto, who was originally calm and calm, smiling without saying a word, now had a hint of anger in his voice.

The terrifying pressure directly enveloped Strange, who was floating in the air.

The fluttering magic floating cloak suddenly hugged the body.

The upright collar drooped down, like a poor trembling child.

"Maybe this is a misunderstanding?"

Strange said awkwardly.

Behind him, bursts of bright light burst out continuously.

The violent energy is like an astronomical tide.

The roar swept across and annihilated everything.

Strange did not dare to look directly at the past, for fear of being burned by the extremely dazzling white light.

"What did Superman do?"

He was very confused.

Could it be that the other party released a super-level forbidden technique that would destroy the world?

"Misunderstanding? Huh, those guys who dare to run wild in hell... they won't end up well!"

Mephisto wanted to say some harsh words, but then he thought about it, it was Ancient One who caused the hell last time.

So far, the old guy is living well and shows no signs of dying soon.

He was seriously injured and his end was approaching...

That was just a smoke bomb released by Kamal Taj to confuse other people's vision.

"Step aside! I want to see who your contractor is!"

Mephisto stood up straight, like a giant standing tall against the sky, and left the stone throne.

If he continues to sit on the sidelines and ignore it, his hometown may be demolished.

Boom!

The terrifying loud noise of the heaven and earth collapsing, crushing the space into pieces.

Thick black cracks suddenly opened up, shocking the scene, and swallowed up matter.

The violent and chaotic energy tide is constantly pulling the earth.

Along with the rising thick smoke, huge cracks were torn open in the hard rock formation.

Click!

A hideous wound like the Great Rift Valley in East Africa spread rapidly.

"Stop!"

Mephisto raised his giant palm like a mountain and stretched it into the violent burst of light.

The intense heat that incinerates evil spirits and turns them into nothingness is nothing to this old devil.

The huge palm, as if made of fine iron, suddenly closed!

The dazzling bright light dimmed instantly, like a light bulb extinguished.

"No lethality..."

Mephisto felt strange.

In this strong light, he did not detect any aura of destruction.

"I just lit a lighting spell, why should Sir Mephisto be angry?"

Easily avoiding the grabbing palm, Luke said slowly.

In front of the devil's body standing tall on the sky and on the earth, he looked extremely small, like a grain of dust.

"Illumination..."

Mephisto was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

The strong light releases high temperatures, which in turn triggers energy tides, causing a doomsday scene of earth-shattering...

If you think about it this way, the endless light and heat, similar to the huge explosion of nuclear fission reaction, is really an illumination technique.

“Kama Taj is full of talented people.”

The old devil Mephisto, who claimed to have seen the wind and waves, choked out these words after a while.

"You can use the lighting technique to almost destroy this hell... You are much more powerful than Gu Yi."

Luke smiled modestly, waved his hand, and said: "Where, where. A nobody like me would not dare to compete with the Supreme Mage."

How could a real mage not use lighting?

However, the movement he made was slightly louder.

"You dare to act wild in hell...you are so courageous!"

Mephisto snorted coldly, and the great devil's fear and pressure was released.

He didn't know Luke's true identity. He only judged from the fluctuation of magic power that he was just a high-level mage at most.

However, the old devil had previously seen the live broadcast of the opponent crushing the inner demon and punching through the lower levels of hell.

That appalling and terrifying strength is not something that an unknown high-level mage can display.

Therefore, Mephisto wanted to test the depth of Superman's strength.

"My contractor, Stephen Strange, is a candidate for the Supreme Mage Contest."

The aura of coercion, which was enough to deprive him of reason and create fear, had no effect on Luke. He said without changing his face: "The contract of St. Vincent is related to whether he can win the last game."

"Therefore, I would like to negotiate terms and make a deal with Lord Mephisto."

Why do you Kamal Taj bastards like to negotiate terms with others?

"No need. I have agreed to Strange's request. He will sacrifice his soul, and I will give him the St. Fangansa contract to help him complete the test."

Mephisto thought to himself, if it weren't for your lighting technique, Strange would have signed his name and concluded the deal.

The soul of the future supreme mage will fall into his own hands.

"As we all know, if a contract is not formally signed by a daimyo, it is non-binding."

Luke raised his eyebrows, as if he guessed what Mephisto was thinking, and chuckled: "That's a canceled deal, Mephisto-dono doesn't need to take it seriously."

"I have a new contract here. Respectable Mr. Devil, as long as you hand over the St. Vincent contract, Stephen and I will leave hell. What do you think?"

"..."

Mephisto opened his mouth, wondering if he should say a curse word in his heart.

As a notorious old devil, he thought he was already black-hearted enough.

Borrowing usury, defrauding people's souls, beguiling ignorant sentient beings, and playing with human emotions... He is simply an out-and-out evil person.

But after Luke proposed this new contract, Mephisto felt ashamed. He was not as thick-faced and black-hearted as a human being.

The other party can use the most confident tone to talk about the most shameless behavior of free prostitution.

In this regard, he is much stronger than himself.

At least, when the devil lies.

You also have to pretend to draw up a contract and put on a warm-hearted and hypocritical face.

Hand over the St. Vincent deed and leave with Stephen Strange?

What's the difference between this and after enjoying the one-stop service, just pick up your pants and leave?

A fair transaction requires equal exchange to some extent, right?

"Human, have you forgotten something?"

Mephisto's voice became colder. If he wasn't worried about the live broadcast and had to pay attention to the demeanor of the hell lord, he would have slapped him down.

"Or do you think you don't have to pay a price for making a deal with the devil?"

Luke pretended to be surprised at first, and then said seriously: "I don't do anything and just leave. This is the most valuable reward you can get, Mr. Mephisto."

"Otherwise, it is not certain whether the hell you are in can continue to exist."

"Isn't it enough to sacrifice a soul contract in exchange for the peace of hell?"

"..."

Mephisto fell silent for the second time.

He has never seen such an arrogant person!

As the Lord of Hell, he is the top boss who is qualified to compete for the title of "Satan" in Hell.

Which mortal would not be trembling with fear and walking on thin ice when seeing him?

Which mage would not be respectful and grovel when seeing him?

Even Agamoduo and Ancient One, powerful beings who are so powerful in the dimension and famous in the universe, have never humiliated themselves like this!

"Hahaha! Destroy hell..."

Mephisto laughed in anger, and the terrifying sound waves that pierced the eardrums scattered the clouds in the sky, causing a violent storm in the atmosphere.

The huge palm covering several miles in radius was raised without any warning.

The huge shadow that covered the sky and sun fell straight down.

No matter what Luke's origins or background was, Mephisto didn't care.

He just wants to use the most direct way to eliminate the other party.

Then, use the most cruel methods to torture that poor soul.

Boom!

He raised his hands to block a palm.

Luke stood tenaciously in the air and was not knocked into the dust or underground by Mephisto.

Where he stood, the air exploded, creating circles of violent ripples visible to the naked eye.

"Is this the end of the deal?"

Luke did not humiliate the consciousness of an old devil. His biological force field instantly opened, and his body jerked upwards.

Like a sharp nail, it pierced Mephisto's palm.

The fist penetrated the atmosphere, like a heavy hammer, hitting the old devil's face.

Bang!

A burning pain surged across Mephisto's red face.

Fortunately, due to the racial advantage of being naturally blushing, I can't see anything.

"Even when the Supreme Mage hit me, he didn't hit me in the face!"

Mephisto's chest filled with rage, and a pair of dark wings that covered the sky and sun popped out from his back.

Fan gently!

Balls of fire as thick as paint spread all over hell!

After being offended several times in a row, Mephisto's anger level has been fully charged.

Just turn it up!

Hellfire!

The same move, used by Mephisto, is many times more powerful than the Witch Heart Demon.

The invisible force field failed to block the menacing hellfire, the raging and spreading thick black fire not only burned the body, but also burned the soul.

The stronger the soul, the harder it is to get rid of it.

"Heh, that's interesting."

The cynical and frivolous smile disappeared from Luke's face.

There was a rare solemnity in his eyes.

Hellfire is Ghost Rider's signature skill, which can burn all matter in the world.

The soul ignited by it will never extinguish the flame unless it sincerely repentes.

In the comics, even one of the five gods of the universe, the invincible Galactus, suffered a great loss and was turned into a huge torch by the Ghost Rider.

Therefore, it is necessary for Luke to take it seriously.

Stellar energy surged through his body, and a terrifying aura swept out.

Superman loaded with the "Destroyer" template is not afraid of death and injury at all!

"Come on! Burn my soul!"

Luke ran into the sticky sea of ​​​​fire head-on, and a sharp pain arose in the depths of his soul.

It seems to be torn apart and burned!

"Repent for the crimes you have committed!"

Mephisto laughed loudly when he saw Luke being sucked into the sea of ​​hellfire.

He waited for the bruised and tortured soul to fall into his hands.

"Judge me?"

However, just a moment later, a contemptuous sneer came out.

The sea of ​​​​fire in hell suddenly parted, revealing a tall and tall figure.

Wisps of sticky flames clung to and lingered around Superman's body, but did not cause any harm.

"High resistance, high physical, double magic immunity, high adaptability...except for the low IQ, there is nothing wrong with this template."

The sharp pain rising deep in his soul made the corners of Luke's mouth twitch slightly.

Fortunately, he has the "ravager" template.

After enduring a short period of soul burning, immunity characteristics will quickly evolve.

"Is there any other way?"

Luke clenched his fist, and the hellfire in his palm was suddenly extinguished.

His eyes were like swords, piercing Mephisto.

"The fire of hell has no effect on you!"

The latter's heart was shaken, this was the power of hell that could burn even the Father to ashes.

"If it were Gu Yi, he might not be able to bear it..."

Mephisto is a little suspicious of demons. Although the fire of hell has never had an effect on the Supreme Mage, there is no doubt that it can hurt the opponent.

"snort!"

The old devil sneered. Even when he was at his peak, he was still a dimensional demon who could compete with the Supreme Mage and Odin.

How could I be bullied to my head by a junior!

If this spreads out, where will the hell lord’s face go?

"Do you think these are the only tricks I have?"

Mephisto laughed wildly, his momentum rising.

I saw him raising his right hand, and the power of hell surged.

With one palm shot, there was a loud bang!

"Eh? Where's the live broadcast?"

"Why is the screen black?"

"Switch the line!"

"Seeing the wonderful moment..."

"..."

The Wumen Bar immediately erupted in dissatisfied voices.

For some reason, the live broadcast was cut off and we couldn't see what was going on in hell.

The old bartender Monaco touched Rocket Raccoon's head and thought, it turns out that the devil also wants to save face.

"Take the contract from St. Vincent!"

Mephisto is worthy of being the lord of hell, he is decisive in doing things without any sloppiness.

"Remember! What happened today..."

Luke took the St. Vincent contract and nodded: "I understand, I understand. It will be kept strictly confidential and will not be leaked!"

"Lord Mephisto, you fought with me for three hundred rounds, and the space was shattered. Even the power of hell was wiped out... In the end, you were kind and compassionate to the evil spirits of hell, and couldn't bear to see the dimension collapse. Only then did you

Take the initiative to hand over the contract of St. Vincent to calm this war."

The old devil shrank in size and became a human. He glanced at Luke, who was about to come, and shook his head: "This is the first time I have seen a human being who looks more like a devil than me."

"Take Strange and leave quickly! There will be peace in hell!"

Luke smiled, knowingly.

Pick up Strange, who has lost his brain, and return to the small town of San Francisco.

Wait until the Wumen Bar live broadcast scene returns to normal.

The third game has ended.

winner

Stephen Strange.

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