"Should I call you Kent Clark or Dr. 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 strong, but he was still in the category of ordinary people. He was not as strong as a non-human being like Dr. Death with the Magneto face version, but he was still like an emperor.

However, after seeing the old man’s face with the help of light, the impression of his figure was wiped out. The insidious, cunning and other descriptions can be reflected on his face, even if he is smiling, he will still It gives people the feeling that he is thinking about how to deceive you, and people can't help but want to stay away from him.

In the eyes of Dr. Grim Reaper, the image of this old man is even more annoying, his body becomes rickety, blood-red skin, a pair of spiral sharp horns on his head, and his mouth full of sharp teeth like scissors. It is the image of people's literary art. The image of the demon created in

"Mephisto." After taking a sip of beer, Dr. Grim Reaper said the old man's name: "Dignified lord of hell, what's the matter with me... If I remember correctly, you tried to pull my body into Hell, I was saved by the ancient master."

"We all know that Kent Clark is not you. You are from another timeline. Your soul escaped from the possibility of destruction, and then acquired this body." As if recalling something, like a perverted unintentional He took the hand of the goddess, and then put the hand with the smell of the other party under his nose and sniffed. Mephisto put his own claws full of sin and hatred to the nose and smelled: "Your soul is The most peculiar one I have seen. I had fished it out of the possibility of destruction and held it in my hand, but it slipped through my fingers. What a pity!"

"Then should I thank you." After taking another sip of beer, there was no food to accompany. Dr. Grim Reaper always felt boring dry drinking. He smiled and replied to Mephisto: "In return, I will give the earth tomorrow. Blow up, let all the souls go to hell, go to hell, go to heaven, go to heaven, go to the underworld... I think you should know that I can do it all."

"Oh, that would be too rude." Mephisto was not very interested in Dr. Grim Reaper's advice. 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 multiply from generation to generation. During this period, how many new souls will be born, just like a leek field, after cutting crops after crops, Dr. Death really did that, and it is undoubtedly a waste of money.

"Let's make a deal, you do one thing for me, you can set a price at will in terms of compensation-as long as the price you pay is equal." Mephisto laughed: "I take the initiative to ask people for help. This is the first time."

Dr. Grim Reaper leaned over and glanced at the back kitchen. The short-haired waitress was still busy: "How can I let the lord of hell treat it like this?"

"My son Witch Heart Demon, he ran away from hell and wanted to usurp a contract that I was stolen in my name. I need someone to help me teach this unfilial son." Morpheus Tuo Zigu said: "You should see that my body is still in the hell dimension, and now it is just a projection, a clone with very little power. My unfilial son is a real haunt, I He is not as powerful as him, so he can only seek help from outside."

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

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

Mephisto said in Chinese: "The power of the devil comes from the sins in the soul. The sinful soul will fall into hell. As the lord of hell, I have the most powerful power, but the power is never In the end, all demons are eager for more and purer fallen souls."

"Many years ago, the small town of San Van Gonzal was a simple city. They believed in a certain existence religiously and strictly controlled their behavior. The residents there could become saints in the world... Then I One of the avatars went to lure them into depravity, and signed a contract with them, and only needed a small price to get their souls after death."

"But there was an accident in the middle. After the contract was reached, the messenger I sent to recover the soul according to the contract moved the thoughts that shouldn't have been there, ignoring my things, and then escaped without a trace and hid it in mine. A place where power cannot be seen."

"Then my son Heart Sorcerer was in the rebellious period...Although he was only a magical creation, I really regarded him as a son... The Heart Sorcerer knew of the existence of the Saint Van Gonzal Contract from nowhere, with A few ineffective demons left hell, trying to get it, and then mastering the sins that fall from the purest souls."

"At that time, his power will surpass all my projections and become the strongest devil on the earth. He can easily turn the earth into another hell... I really don't feel bad about selling it!"

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

The dimension of hell is not monolithic. There are other demonic monarchs occupying a place. Human kingdoms still fight each other, let alone demonic monarchs. It is common to dismantle each other.

The Unequal St. Van Gonzal Contract was told by a certain demon lord that Mephisto could not provoke for the time being, and they were happy to let Mephisto eat it.

"After all that, what do you want me to do?" Dr. Death said: "I am not interested in the grievances between you demons. Tell me what you came from."

Mephisto said: "I awakened my knight, but his power is not enough to solve the sorcerer and his men, so I need your power."

"Ghost Rider? Is it Johnny Blazer or Daniel Katra?" Dr. Death raised his own question: "Also, as long as I think I have paid enough work for what I want, I can make a request. right?"

Dr. Grim Reaper’s straight going is a bit beyond Mephisto’s expectation. The plot of three or four chapters on the water for everyone is about to end in less than two thousand words here, as if he had already eaten himself as a demon lord, and the other party His soul is full of peculiarities, making him unable to snoop even if he uses his authority, which makes Mephisto, who has never suffered a loss, a little bit unable to grasp the context of Dr.

Even Mephisto felt that he would suffer from this deal.