Superman

"I am Stephen Strange's contractor, an ordinary mage."

That's how he introduced himself.

"Strange, you mean that smelly man who fell into a sewer and just crawled out? To be honest, it's surprising that he survived the first match."

Secret guest has no interest in competitors, so he said something indifferent.

Then, he turned his attention to Luke.

"For me?"

Luke was a little surprised. He didn't do anything yet, and the other party was so proactive?

"Before I stepped into the Doorless Bar, the divination mother-in-law from the border of hell said that I would receive a surprise gift."

The secret guest stretched out a foot to hook Luke's trouser leg, and his amber eyes flowed out gently like a pool of spring water.

"Now it seems that she is right at all."

Luke raised his eyebrows. Is this the Marvel version of Journey to the West?

Is the person who pulls out the sword the destined hero?

He had never heard of such a setting.

"Sit closer, and you will smell better."

The secret guest hooked his fingers, like a succubus from hell, releasing a seductive aura.

While remaining calm, Luke, who was preparing to fight, sat on the bed.

Before he could start talking, two white arms wrapped around his neck.

Snapped!

Originally shining crystal chandelier.

Instantly off.

"The icing is off, but where are the shells?"

Until the last moment, Luke still didn't understand the situation.

This queen on the edge of hell is just greedy for her body, or she has other plans.

The scale of time, in people's subjective judgment, can actually be long or short, and it is not accurate.

If you are waiting for the bus and subway, or waiting for the bell and school dismissal, then just a few minutes seems very long, as if the second hand is jumping extremely slowly.

It can be a happy vacation, or a wild party, and some situations that are welcome, and a few hours are just a blink of an eye.

For example, Luke at the end of the fight.

To him, he didn't feel that the fierce battle lasted for long.

But by the time the curtains were opened and the city was overlooked, the night had already darkened.

"So, you just want to sleep with me very simply?"

Luke put on his nightgown and stood in front of the huge French windows.

As the Queen of Limbo, a well-known young witch who is proficient in black magic, and a new generation of mutants, Mystery's personal strength is quite outstanding.

Possessing a physical fitness that is close to that of a demon, no matter in terms of flexibility or endurance, he is excellent among the opponents Luke has encountered.

"I had something serious to say, but then I forgot."

The secret guest lay prone on the bed, his waist-length blond hair spread out, covering his beautiful curves.

"The old liar Mephisto should be next door, you can go there."

Luke froze for a moment, then laughed and said, "Next time, such activities that promote physical and mental health can actually be put behind."

He didn't expect that he released Mephisto's pigeons invisibly, making the other party wait for a few hours for no reason.

Of course, I didn't expect that the secret guest rolled the sheets so directly that it made Luke inexplicably feel like he was being prostituted.

"But, what does Mephisto want me to do?"

Luke took off his nightgown and went into the bathroom.

No matter which universe he is in, he has never met this hell lord and has no friendship.

"The participants in the Supreme Mage Battle, that old liar contacted all of them in private."

The secret guest replied weakly.

"It seems that hell is making a big move."

Luke's eyes flickered, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

Mephisto has always been at odds with the Supreme Mage, and he often makes troubles secretly, always acting as a villain hiding behind the scenes.

It seems that Gu Yi probably caught a big fish by pretending to be dead.

"That Luke, leave a call and make an appointment next time you have a chance."

The secret guest made no secret of her satisfaction with Luke in all aspects, and believed that she could develop in the long run.

"We'll meet again soon, don't worry."

Luke smiled and pushed the door out.

He is no longer limited to piling female sorceresses, and even female demons are not spared. Secret guest, to some extent, is considered a half-demon.

"It felt like going further and further down the wrong path, gone forever."

Luke shook his head, determined to resist the temptation of the outside world.

He pushed open the door of the next room, and saw an old man in a suit with a sullen face.

The other party was sitting on the single sofa, sipping wine and watching TV.

The extremely strong, almost unconcealable sulfur smell filled the room.

A mage with a slightly more sensitive perception, or a psychic user, can fully detect it.

"I originally invited fourteen guests, but unfortunately only six came. Adding you, I will be the seventh."

Mephisto put down his wine glass and said lightly.

"Actually, if I hadn't heard the movement next door, I would have thought you had declined the invitation."

Chapter 256 Hell Alliance, Unlucky Old Devil

"Tsk, the rare and pure soul, no wonder the secret guest's girl is so excited, it's hard to hold her own."

When Mephisto saw Luke coming in through the door, his dark eyes rolled slightly, revealing a gleam of surprise.

He did not expect that Stephen Strange, the most inconspicuous of all the participants, would have a rare and pure soul as the contractor of the other party .

Rather, he has never found any "bank" to borrow a loan, and he is a rare high-quality customer.

These days, mages who have not signed a contract with the Dimensional Demon God are definitely rare species.

"I see."

There was a hint of surprise in Luke's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Therefore, it is considered that the secret guest has other plans for throwing himself in the arms.

When he learned to meditate in Karma Taj, he once attracted the coveted eyes of many dimensional demon gods.

Even, Sithorn, the god of the underworld, is willing to hand over the chaotic power of the three ancient forces into his own hands.

The only condition is to sign a contract with him and become the spokesperson of the 1024 universe.

This has fully proved that the extraordinary talent possessed by the magic superman even those dimensional demon gods are very excited.

Thinking about it this way, it is not surprising to attract secret visitors.

She is not greedy for my body.

But greedy my soul!

"Visitors from hell like us are always irresistible to seductive and pure souls."

Mephisto looked at Luke completely differently, and said with a smile: "This young mage whose name is not yet known, is he interested in signing a personal accident insurance?"

"I assure you that Mephisto Insurance's service is absolutely thoughtful and satisfying."

"By buying this insurance, you will be a VIP customer of Hell World from now on."

"It doesn't matter if you're missing a limb, you're seriously ill, or your life is hanging by a thread, dying."

"As long as you call my name, I will get a response immediately to ensure your personal safety! Until the last moment of your life!"

Mephisto is like a Wall Street stockbroker, speaking with sincerity and confidence.

But he only mentions the benefits that can be obtained, completely ignoring the risks to be borne.

"Oh, Your Excellency Mephisto, what is the price? You have to pay for everything in order to gain something, isn't it?"

Luke didn't hesitate at all, and didn't panic when facing the famous hell lord, and said lightly: "I'm afraid that when my death comes, my soul will fall into your hands, and I will never be able to find peace, right?"

"Besides, the devil's contract is notoriously full of traps. Maybe after I sign my name, I will die suddenly on the spot, and then my soul will belong to you."

This series of questions discouraged Mephisto, who had a smile on his face.

"Business is really hard to do. Damn the movie, damn it! Now, everyone knows the tricks of the devil. Those politicians, elites, and celebrities in the business world are even more deceptive than the devil."

The hell lord cursed and sat back in his original position.

Luke smiled at the corner of his mouth, he would not be fooled by Mephisto's frustrated look, and then let his guard down.

How could this old devil, who was known to be insidious and cunning, lose his composure because of a failed business.

But having said that, considering Superman's long standby time, it would be nice for Luke to sign a contract with Mephisto.

When the old devil finds out that he may never be able to wait until the contract is fulfilled, his expression will definitely be quite exciting.

Like Constantine on the set next door, the unscrupulous guy who sold his soul to the devil, to the angels, and other weirdos.

Then, none of the gang was willing to back down, but continued to let Constantine get away with it.

"Let's get to the point, Your Excellency Mephisto."

Luke sat on the single sofa next to him. The Lord of Hell was looking for the participants of the Supreme Mage Battle, probably to make a big news.

He didn't mind breaking into the inside at all, and then backhanded a wave of backstabs, selling Mephisto to Gu Yi.

"Actually, there is nothing else. Since you have signed a contract with Stephen Strange, you must know that my most admired heir, the Witch Heart Demon, participated in the Supreme Mage Contest."

Mephisto said slowly.

"The second game is about to start, and if I'm not mistaken, this time it will be even more brutal."

"Of the 14 who passed the test, only two belonged to Karma Taj, Modu and Strange."

"Doctor Voodoo, Mystery, and the Princess of Asgard, they agreed to form an alliance with the Witch Heart Demon, and take the lead in eliminating the two mages of Kama Taj."

Luke raised his eyebrows, Mephisto is indeed an old Yinbi.

No matter who the final winner is, anyway, it's over for Gu Yi first.

Therefore, every supreme mage has to beat up the old devil, and this is the reason.

Mephisto likes to make small moves, which may not pose any threat, but they can disgust people.

"You should know that I signed a contract with Stephen Strange."

Luke stretched out his finger and tapped on the table.

"The contract of the participants has no strong effect that cannot be violated."

Mephisto smiled, a few wrinkles appeared on his dark face.

"You are not Strange's beloved family members, siblings and friends, there is no need to risk your life for him and take risks."

"What's more, I can add more money! I will definitely give you a price that satisfies you!"

Luke pretended to hesitate and was silent for a while.

It is not surprising that those top-ranked participants would agree to Mephisto.

Like Dr. Voodoo, he has an older brother who is very close.