Marvel's Magnetic Field Turns

Chapter 171
"Should I call you Kent Clark or Doctor Death? You are in a very strange state, and you have two real names at the same time."

It was an old man in a suit and leather shoes. He was tall and straight and full of momentum, but he was still in the category of ordinary people. He was not as strong as the inhuman Dr. Death with the Magneto face version, but he was still like an emperor.

However, after seeing the old man's face clearly with the help of the light, the impression left by his figure was wiped out. The descriptions of sinister, cunning, etc. can be reflected on his face. It gives people a feeling that he is planning how to deceive you, and people can't help but want to stay away from him.

In the eyes of Dr. Death, the image of this old man is even more annoying. His body becomes rickety, his blood-red skin, a pair of spiral horns on his head, and a mouth full of sharp teeth like scissors are exactly the image of people in literature and art. The image of the demon created in .

"Mephisto." After taking a sip of beer, Dr. Death said the old man's name: "Dignified Lord of Hell, what do you want from me... If I remember correctly, you tried to pull my body into Hell, it was Master Gu Yi who saved me."

"We all know that Kent Clark is not you, you come from another timeline, your soul escaped from the possibility of destruction, and then got this body." As if recalling something, like a pervert unintentionally Mephisto took the hand of the goddess in time, and then put the hand with the scent of the other party under his nose to smell. Mephisto brought his claws full of sin and hatred to his nose and smelled: "Your soul is The most peculiar one I have ever seen, I have fished it out of the possibility of destruction and held it in my hand, but it slipped through my fingers, what a pity!"

"Then I should thank you." Another small sip of beer, no appetizers, Dr. Death always felt boring to drink dry, and replied to Mephisto with a smile: "In return, I will give the earth to you tomorrow." Blow up, let all souls go to hell go to hell, go to heaven go to heaven, go to hell go to hell... I think you should know that I can do it all."

"Oh, that's really rude." Mephisto was not very interested in Dr. Death's suggestion. Although he was interested in souls, he didn't want to get so much at once.

The characteristics of the human race will allow them to reproduce from generation to generation. During this period, how many new souls will be born, just like a field of leeks, one crop after another is harvested. Dr. Death really did that.

"Let's make a deal, you do one thing for me, and you can ask for any price in terms of remuneration—as long as it is equal to what you pay." Mephisto laughed: "I took the initiative to ask people for help, This is the first time."

Dr. Reaper leaned forward and glanced at the back kitchen. The short-haired waitress was still busy: "How can I let the Lord of Hell treat you like this?"

"My son Witch Heart Demon, he ran away from hell and wanted to usurp a contract that was stolen from me in my name. I need someone to help me teach this unfilial son a lesson." Murphys Tuo said to himself: "You should see that my body is still in the dimension of hell. Now it is just a projection, a clone with very little power. My unfilial son is haunted by the real body. I His strength is not as good as his, so we can only seek help from outside."

"Your son... really deserves to be a devil. He is full of lies. If there is one truthful sentence in ten sentences, it is already a high incense." Dr. Death God suddenly switched to Chinese, and the English context could not express his meaning.

"You should know that I'm from the future to some extent. Some things have already happened to me. Your lies now seem so ridiculous to me."

Mephisto then said in Chinese: "The power of the devil comes from the sins in the soul, the sinful soul will fall into hell, and as the lord of hell, I have the most powerful power, but the power is never Endlessly, all the devils are yearning for more and purer fallen souls."

"Many years ago, the small town of San Van Gonzale was a simple city. They devoutly believed in a certain existence and strictly restrained their behavior. The residents there had the potential to become saints in the world... Then I Go to a clone of them, lure them to fall, and sign a contract with them, only need to pay a very small price, you can get their souls after death."

"But there was an accident in the middle. After the contract was concluded, the messenger I sent to recover the soul according to the contract moved unreasonable thoughts, stole my things, and then fled without a trace, hiding in my Where power cannot pry."

"Then my son, the Witch Heart Demon, reached the stage of rebellion...Although he is only a magical creation, I really treat him as a son... Somehow, the Witch Heart Demon knew about the existence of the Saint Van Gonzale Contract, and brought him A few useless devils have left Hell, trying to get it, and master it from the sins of the purest souls fallen."

"At that time, his power will exceed all my projections, and he will become the strongest devil on the earth, and he can easily turn the earth into another hell... I really don't feel sorry for him!"

"As for the guy who revealed this news to the Witch Heart Demon, I will definitely not let it go."

The dimension of hell is not monolithic, and there are other demonic monarchs occupying a place, and human kingdoms are still fighting each other, let alone demonic monarchs, it is common to tear each other down.

The Buqi St. Van Gonzal contract was told by a certain demon monarch that Mephisto could not afford to offend for the time being, and they were happy to see Mephisto deflated.

"Having said so much, what do you want me to do?" Dr. Death said, "I'm not interested in the grievances and hatred between you devils, tell me what you are here for."

Mephisto said: "I awakened my knight, but his power is not enough to deal with the witch and his minions, so I need your power."

"Ghost Rider? Is it Johnny Blazer or Daniel Ketch?" Dr. Death raised his own question: "Also, as long as I think my labor is enough in exchange for what I want, I can put forward conditions right?"

Dr. Reaper's directness is a bit beyond Mephisto's expectations. Anyone who changes the plot of three or four chapters will end here in less than [-] words, as if he has already eaten himself, the demon monarch, and the other party His soul is full of peculiarities, so that he can't even pry into it even if he uses his authority. This makes Mephisto, who has never suffered a disadvantage, somewhat unable to grasp the context of Dr. Death.

Even, Mephisto felt that he would suffer from this deal.

(End of this chapter)