Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 268 Reaching a Consensus with the Old Devil

"horrible……"

"It's too cruel..."

"unacceptable……"

The guests of the Wumen Bar were all stunned as they watched the live broadcast with bright lights flashing brightly.

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 use cannon fire to wash the ground, the Hulk is a demolition maniac, Thor waved his hands, lightning flashed and thundered...

When you are on the scene, you may feel that the momentum is amazing.

But judging from the screen, 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 board, the grand scene that Hollywood has always been good at.

For a while, I posted my own cosplay Avengers or superhero videos to the website platform, and then added various special effects for [-] cents, which became a wealth code for increasing fans and draining traffic.

Therefore, seeing the present, viewers who think they are well-informed.

Facing the brilliant magic cast by the various mages, they were not surprised, but more calm.

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

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

Rocket Raccoon chewed on the crispy carrot, shook his head and said.

Superman has always been able to give it, and others, some extra surprises.

With the terrifying power to destroy the world, it usually stays in the mouth, or a literal sentence.

No one has really seen that one person can destroy planets and dimensions 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?"

"Aren't you going to become the overlord of the universe and make a name for yourself, and live 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 and dazzling live broadcast, Rocket Raccoon stopped his hands typing on the keyboard, and temporarily put aside the entertainment of laning against people.

At this moment, no one cares about who can take over as the supreme mage.

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

"too strong."

Rocket Raccoon sighs.

If this is replaced by an uninformed audience, they may think that someone wants to nuke hell and purify the devil.

"Master Strange, what's going on?"

Mephisto, who was originally calm and calm, smiled and said nothing, a bit of anger rose in his voice.

The terrifying pressure directly enveloped Strange who was floating in mid-air.

The fluttering magic floating cloak suddenly clung to his body.

The erect neckline drooped like a poor child shivering.

"This, maybe a misunderstanding?"

Strange said awkwardly.

Behind him, bursts of strong light burst out continuously.

The violent energy is like an astronomical tide.

The boom swept across and annihilated everything.

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

"What the hell did Superman do?"

He was very puzzled.

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

"Misunderstanding? Hmph, those who dare to behave wildly in hell, they... will not end well!"

Mephisto originally wanted to say a few harsh words, but after a second thought, it was Gu Yi who caused the hell last time.

So far, the old guy is alive and well, and there is no sign of dying.

What is seriously injured, the deadline is approaching...

It was just a smoke bomb released by Karma Taj to confuse others.

"Get out of the way! I want to see, what is the background of your contractor!"

Mephisto stood upright, like a giant standing upright, and left the stone throne.

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

Rumble!

The terrifying bang of the heaven and earth collapsing crushed the space into pieces.

Thick black fissures burst out suddenly, shockingly, swallowing matter.

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

Accompanied by the rising smoke and dust, huge gaps were torn open in the hard rock formation.

Click!

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

"Stop!"

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

The intense heat that incinerated the spirit, reducing it to nothing, was nothing to the old devil.

The huge palm, which seemed to be made of fine iron, suddenly closed!

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

"No lethality..."

Mephisto wondered.

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

"I just fired a lighting spell, why should Mephisto get angry?"

Easily avoiding the grasped palm, Luke said slowly.

In front of the indomitable devil's body, he looked extremely small, like a speck of dust.

"Illumination..."

Mephisto was speechless, not knowing how to answer.

The strong light releases high temperature, which in turn triggers energy tides, resulting in a doomsday scene...

Thinking along this line of thought, the endless light and heat, a huge explosion similar to a nuclear fission reaction, is really a lighting technique.

"Kama Taj is full of talented people."

The old devil Mephisto, who claimed to have seen the storm, choked out such a sentence after a long while.

"You can use the lighting technique and almost destroy this hell... You are much better than Gu Yi."

Luke smiled modestly, waved his hands, and said, "Where, where. An unknown person like me dare not compete with the Supreme Mage."

How could a real mage not use the lighting technique?

It's just that the movement he made was a little bit louder.

"Dare to act wild in hell...you are very brave!"

Mephisto snorted coldly, and the fearful coercion of the great devil was released.

He didn't know Luke's background, judging from the fluctuation of magic power, he was at most a high-level mage.

However, the old devil had watched the live broadcast of the opponent crushing the Witch Heart Demon and punching through the lower hell.

That appalling and frightening strength is not like what 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 halo of coercion, which is enough to deprive sanity and create fear, has no effect on Luke. He said without changing his face: "The contract of Saint Van Gonzale is related to whether he can win the last game."

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

You Karma Taj bastards, why do you like to negotiate terms?

"No need. I have already agreed to Strange's request. He will give his soul, and I will give him the contract of St. Van Gonzale 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 reached a deal.

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

"As we all know, if there is no official contract signed by the daimyo, it is not binding."

Luke raised his eyebrows, as if he had guessed what Mephisto was thinking, and said with a chuckle: "That is a void deal, you don't have to take it seriously, Your Excellency Mephisto."

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

"..."

Mephisto opened his mouth, and there was a swear word in his heart, he didn't know whether to say it or not.

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

Borrowing usury, deceiving people's souls, bewitching ignorant sentient beings, playing with human emotions... It is simply a wicked person.

But after Luke proposed this new contract, Mephisto was very ashamed, he was not as thick-faced as a human being.

The other party can speak the most shameless prostitution in the most confident tone.

At this point, he is much stronger than himself.

At least, when the devil is lying.

Also pretend to draw up a contract and put on a warm-hearted hypocrisy.

Surrender the contract of San Van Gonza and leave with Stephen Strange?

What's the difference between this and the one-stop service, picking up your pants and leaving?

In a fair transaction, we must pay more or less attention to equivalent exchange! ?

"Human, have you forgotten something?"

Mephisto's voice cooled down. If he hadn't been concerned about the live broadcast and had to pay attention to the demeanor of the hell lord, he would have just slapped it down.

"Or, do you think there is no price to pay for making a deal with the devil?"

Luke pretended to be surprised at first, and then said seriously: "I will do nothing and leave here. This is the most valuable return you can get, Your Excellency Mephisto."

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

"Sacrificing a soul contract in exchange for peace in hell, isn't that enough?"

"..."

Mephisto fell silent for the second time.

He has never seen such an arrogant person!

As the lord of hell, he is a top boss who is qualified to compete for the title of "Satan" in hell.

Which mortal sees himself, not trembling, like walking on thin ice?

Which sorcerer sees himself, not respectful and humble?

Not even Agamuda, Gu Yi, such powerful existences as Megatron Dimensions and famous universes, have never humiliated themselves like this!

"Hahaha! Destroy hell..."

Mephisto laughed back angrily, and the terrifying sound waves that pierced the eardrums scattered the clouds in the sky, stirring up the atmosphere.

The huge palm that covered several miles was raised without warning.

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

No matter what Luke's background or background is, Mephisto doesn't care anymore.

He just wanted to use the most direct way to wipe out the other party.

Then, use the cruelest means to concoct that poor soul.

Boom!

Put your hands up to block the next palm.

Luke stood tenaciously in the air, and was not shot into the ground by Mephisto.

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

"Is this the end of the talk?"

Luke did not humiliate the self-consciousness of an old devil, the biological force field instantly opened up, and his figure suddenly jumped upwards.

Like a sharp nail, piercing Mephisto's palm.

The fist pierced through the atmosphere, like a heavy hammer, swung on the old devil's face.

Bang!

A scorching pain burst forth on Mephisto's red face.

Fortunately, relying on the racial advantage of being naturally blushing, I can't tell much.

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

Mephisto's chest was filled with anger, and a pair of black wings that covered the sky and the sun popped out from behind.

Fan gently!

Gobs of flame as sticky as paint, all over hell!

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

Open directly!

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 flames of hell. The raging and spreading viscous black fire not only burned the body, but also burned the soul.

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

"Oh, it's kind of interesting."

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

In his eyes, there was a rare flash of solemnity.

Hellfire is the signature skill of Ghost Rider, which can melt all substances in the world.

In the soul it ignites, the flame will never be extinguished unless it is sincerely repented.

In the comics, even the invincible Tun Xing, one of the five gods of the universe, suffered a great loss and lit a huge torch for the ghost knight.

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

Stellar energy surged in 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 hit the sticky sea of ​​fire head-on, and there was a sharp pain in the depths of his soul.

It seems to be torn, it seems to be burned!

"Repent for the crimes you have committed!"

Seeing Luke engulfed in the sea of ​​​​hell, Mephisto laughed out loud.

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 ​​hell flames suddenly parted, revealing a tall and straight figure.

Strands of sticky flames attached and lingered on Superman's body, but they did not cause any harm.

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

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

Fortunately, he has the "Destroyer" template.

After undergoing a short period of soul burning, it quickly evolved immune characteristics.

"Is there any other way?"

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

The eyes are like swords, piercing Mephisto.

"The fire of hell is useless to you!"

The latter's heart trembled, this is the power of hell that can burn even the heavenly father to ashes.

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

Mephisto was a little suspicious of Mosheng. Although the fire of hell had never had an effect on the Supreme Mage, there was no doubt that it could hurt the other party.

"Humph!"

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

How could it be possible to be bullied by a junior!

If this is spread, where will the face of the hell lord be put?

"Do you think I only have these tricks?"

Mephisto laughed wildly, his momentum rising.

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

With one palm, there was a loud bang!

"Eh? Where's the live broadcast?"

"Why is the screen black?"

"Switch the line!"

"Watching a wonderful moment..."

"..."

Voices of dissatisfaction erupted in the doorless bar immediately.

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

The old bartender Monarch touched Rocket Raccoon's head, thinking, so the devil also wants face.

……

……

"Saint Van Gonzalez promises to take it!"

Mephisto is worthy of being the lord of hell, he does things decisively, without the slightest sloppiness.

"Remember! What happened today..."

Luke took over the St. Van Gonzal contract, nodded and said: "I understand, I understand. It will be absolutely confidential and will not be leaked!"

"Your Excellency Mephisto, you fought me for [-] rounds, the space was shattered, and even the power of hell was wiped out... In the end, you were kind, sympathetic to the evil spirits of hell, and couldn't bear to see the dimension collapse. Take the initiative to hand over the Saint Van Gonzal contract to quell the flames of war."

The old devil shrunk in size and turned into an ordinary person. He glanced at Luke who opened his mouth, shook his head and said, "This is the first time I see a human being who looks more like a devil than me."

"Take Strange and hurry up! Let hell be at peace!"

Luke smiled, all right.

Pick up Strange, whose brain has been shut down, and return to the small town of San Van Gonzale.

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

The third game is over.

winner--

Stephen Strange.

(End of this chapter)