In the ruins of the half-destroyed town of San Van Gonza, the wizard king Dum stood in front of the ruins, calling the name of the great devil Mephist.

Behind him, the completely controlled Black Heart stood there like a puppet, holding the real San Van Gonza contract in his hand.

The contract also had the power from heaven shining, constantly burning the body of the black-hearted prince, but it had no expression on its face, as if it had lost all its wisdom and thinking.

As long as it tear the scroll apart at this time, it can accomplish everything it desires to accomplish.

San Van Gonza will become a small hell on earth, and the power of the Mephist hell will be split.

Although there is only a trace, a complete hell and an incomplete hell cannot be compared with each other.

For a hell master who is determined to pursue the throne of the king of hell, this is absolutely intolerable. It not only means that its power will be weakened, but also means that its majesty will plummet.

There is never a lack of ambitious people in every hell, and once a king's majesty does not exist, then ambitious people will be ready to move.

A chaos will sweep Mephist's hell, making it severely embarrassing in front of other hell masters.

Ah, even Marduke, who has been failing all the time, can mock it for this.

"I can't stand it!"

In a low sigh, Mephist's projection appeared in the ruins of the town, just a weak projection. Under the gaze of the Supreme Master, the great devil would not risk coming to the appointment with his true body.

That's simply seeking death.

What appeared in front of Dume was still Mephist's classic outfit.

Appearing as a white-haired old man, wearing an outdated tuxedo, wearing a coat, and leaning on a crystal stick carved into a skeleton.

His beard was repaired perfectly, just as rumored.

However, it was probably because of the disadvantage that Mephist's projection face did not have too many expressions.

"I originally thought that this was just a small fight between a group of unbearable children."

Mephist looked at Dum in front of him and the black heart behind Dum. It shook its head, and it said with some regret:

"But I didn't expect that even Cynthia's unbearable son would participate in this big banquet..."

"What a mistake, how can I ignore you? Little Dum, you have been persevering in causing trouble for me over the years. How could you miss this opportunity to make me feel troubled?"

It turned its head and looked at the desert not far away, and it said:

"The Knight who was not prepared for this game has been exposed. Now even my stupidest failure in the past has fallen into your hands."

"Because of my stupid and arrogant son, I also got into troublesome Asgardians. Although it was just an accident, it was a really wonderful performance. You young people really should not be underestimated..."

"Come back, a shameful guy."

Mephist waved his hand, and soon, amid the roar of the flame locomotive, the Ghost Rider rushed into the town of San Van Gonza with the rolling flames, and stopped beside Mephist with a cool swing.

The flame skeleton sitting on the motorcycle didn't care about failure.

Now it was the strange vengeful spirit named Zatanos who controlled Johnny's body, and his crazy nature was fully exposed.

It sat on the motorcycle and waved nervously to Victor von Doom who was standing in front of it.

"And you, Melin... we haven't seen each other for more than ten years."

Mephist, leaning on a cane, turned his head and looked at the edge of the empty ruins, and said:

"I'm glad to see you're alive, and I'm glad to see you've grown to an upset that makes me feel upset. It seems that you've been causing trouble for your poor father a lot over the years."

"Oh? Just upset you?"

As the shadows faded, Merlin, wearing a black windbreaker, a crow's pointed beak mask, and also leaning on a cane, appeared at the scene of the "peaceful" conversation in the atmosphere.

He sat on a fairly clean stone and said to Mephist:

"It seems that my growth is far from enough..."

"I will continue to work hard in the future, and I can't let the old seniors look down on me all the time."

As he spoke, Merlin glanced at the Ghost Rider behind Mephist, who raised his hand rudely and gestured at Merlin's burning middle finger.

Mephist's eyes remained on Merlin for a moment, and then looked at the silent wizard king Dum, and it sighed, as if it was acknowledging it, it said:

"Say it, say it."

"You have taken hostage to the only son of the widowed old man in hell, and threatened the poor old devil to split its meager property, so what do you want from the poor old devil?"

Mephist told a cold joke, and he looked at the two people in front of him, and he said:

"Speak your terms and let us bargain, hope you don't go too far and let us end this trouble before dawn."

"You know what I want!"

Dum said in a deep voice:

"Release Cynthia von Dum's soul from your hell!"

"Yeah, the old thing."

Mephist waved, it said:

"You made that ridiculous machine to save your mother, but it turned out to ruin yourself. I thought you had learned a lesson, but now it seems that you still haven't..."

"But it took a lot of time, so much energy, to create such a big scene, but it was just to save the poor mother from hell. Tsk, even a devil like me would be moved."

The old devil pretended to take out the handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his eyes that were not tearless, and then looked at Merlin again, and said:

"What about you? Child Merlin, why are you here for?"

"I don't need anything you want to give me."

Merlin spread her hands and said in a very honest voice:

"Believe it or not, I'm just here to do something for my friend..."

"Friend? Haha, it's such a warm word."

The Great Devil obviously doesn't believe Merlin's statement, but it doesn't delve into it.

It reached out and, as the green light thunderstormed, a woman in a long red dress with long wavy hair appeared next to the devil.

The woman was very beautiful, with a mature woman's charm. She seemed a little confused when she was summoned from the Mephist hell.

But when he saw Victor Von Dum standing in front of him, the lady subconsciously stretched out her hand and tried to touch Dum's body.

This should be Cynthia von Doom.

Dumm's mother, a gypsy witch who made a deal with the Great Devil, attempting to revenge.

"well..."

The Great Devil Mephist sighed, and it said:

"If I don't give the adorable Cynthia freedom, then little Doom will order my incompetent son to tear the scroll open and split my hell."

"Although there is only one little bit, it is incomplete. I will face a lot of trouble. I will be regarded as a laughing stock by other bastards in hell. They will spread crazy words everywhere, saying that Mephist is old and useless..."

"Oh, it's a very troublesome scene just thinking about it."

Dum ignored the performance of the Great Devil like crosstalk. He stretched out his hand and, as the halo of magic flowed, he tried to touch his mother's spirit body so as to save her from the constraints of the Great Devil.

However, just as Dum's finger was about to touch his mother's finger, Mephist, who seemed to have given up, suddenly said:

"But, think about it carefully... I still can't swallow this!"

"ah!"

Cynthia's soul suddenly screamed, and amid Mephist's gloomy laughter, the witch's soul was sent to hell again.

And it must have been intentional, causing the spirit to be thrown back into hell in the most painful way.

Merlin suddenly stood up, and he realized something was wrong.

Dum, as if he was stupid, stretched out his hand and stood there, maintaining the touching posture.

There was still a hint of unconcealed astonishment in his eyes.

"Tear it open!"

Dum was also a ruthless person. Seeing that Mephist seemed to be planning to play some tricks, the furious king immediately issued an order.

The tool man Hei Xin tore open the contract of the Saint Van Gonza in his hand without hesitation. In the burning of the power of heaven, half of his body was burned to ashes at this moment.

But with the tearing of the scroll, a dark red light rose in the town like the sun in the night.

Thousands of resentful spirits howled and rushed out of the hiding place, and as the scroll in Black Heart's hand turned into flames and dissipated, a tearing sound like a yellow bell sounded in everyone present's ears.

It's like someone tearing a strip of cloth or steel in his ear...

"Um..."

Mephist took a step back with his head covering his head. It felt very painful, as if the soul was torn apart.

Others opened the scroll and could only end the pain of these vengeful spirits, but the black heart left Mephist's blood in it. The moment it tore open the scroll, Mephist's power of hell was forcibly torn apart.

But it still hurts.

In the dark red light, the entire ruins of San Van Gonza were surrounded by unknown forces of dark red, and a hell barrier was forming.

It only takes a period of operation and maintenance and this place will become a small hell, the prototype of a new hell plane.
To be continued...