Hong Fei stood on the yellow sand of hell, with boundless flames burning behind him. These flames showed a dazzling golden color, and the fire that was filled with the aura of destruction actually had an aura of holiness.
Of course, if you notice the demons in the golden flame that are instantly killed and turned into ashes and annihilated when touched, then there is absolutely nothing wrong with saying that it is a holy flame.
In front of Hong Fei stood a powerful demon with two horns and sheep's hooves.
At this time, beads of sweat continued to leak out from the big demon's cheeks and naked upper body.
I don't know whether he was scorched by the blazing golden flames, or was shocked by the hundreds of thousands of demons being burned and slaughtered in front of him.
However, Hong Fei did not pay attention to his condition.
Behind him, white or green cards quickly poured into his body. This unparalleled harvest of skill cards, like mowing grass, brought him a strange surprise and comfort every time.
To be honest, when he shouted the words asking Mammon to come out and repay the debt, Hong Fei didn't think that the other party would obey.
After all, he is the famous Son of Hell, and he is an ambitious man who audaciously wants to directly overthrow Lucifer and gain power.
Although Hong Fei was sure that he must have left a deep impression and unforgettable lesson on him last time, but how could such a person be easily frightened by a single blow?
Moreover, although one hundred thousand demons is only a very small number in hell, if Mammon, the son of hell, is to send one hundred thousand demons to be slaughtered by outsiders, then the profound meaning behind this has far exceeded what the one hundred thousand demons themselves represent.
value.
Therefore, Hong Fei was already prepared for the battle before he set foot in hell. He decided that this time he must quickly defeat Mamen with an overwhelming momentum. Only in this way can the other party cooperate with him obediently from now on and work well.
Manage the leek field of hell.
However, the current results show that Lord Dragon King miscalculated.
Mammon actually made preparations in advance.
But this is a good thing, isn't it?
One hundred thousand demons, which is just a little more in number. The power of the burning power of the Flood cannot be resisted by these hellish creatures. Imagine the composition of the Flood: the power of the dragon is already masculine, and the light energy is the nemesis of demons.
What's more, it now contains the power of thunder.
Even a child of hell like Mammon would never be able to do well in the face of this golden flame, let alone these little devils who are almost at the bottom of hell.
Sometimes, quantitative changes may not necessarily lead to qualitative changes.
However, two trips to hell, plus a trip to the Haigou tribe in between, provided Hong Fei with a brand new way of thinking.
Ordinary humans basically do not drop skill cards. The number of skill cards he has harvested from ordinary people so far is pitifully small. The most noteworthy ones are the tanks and helicopters sponsored by General Ross of the Marvel Universe. Once, that
A tank took Hong Fei running wildly through the streets of Tokyo. It was a beautiful and often evocative memory...
Closer to home, since ordinary people cannot get skill cards, Hong Fei can only turn his attention to those famous characters. Whether they are heroes or villains, as long as they practice more, they can always gain something.
But the problem is that the number of heroes and villains is limited, and the number of characters coexisting in the same time and space will be reduced accordingly. Not to mention that the two universes he has traveled through are not the main universe, so heroes and villains are correspondingly different.
Even less.
It's different now.
He felt that his previous thoughts were unknowingly imprisoned by an invisible cage.
If the huge number of ordinary people can't do it, wouldn't it be good to turn our attention to the equally large number of other biological races that are not ordinary?
For example, if DC has Hell, doesn’t Marvel have one too?
Moreover, the components of Marvel's hell dimension forces seem to be more mixed, including Lucifer, Mephisto and the like.
Even if there are no cross-dimensions, there are still many races in the universe whose average abilities are far better than humans. The most recent ones are the Asgardians. Hong Fei feels that the probability of them dropping skill cards is definitely not low-some people on earth A well-known street hero may even be inferior to an ordinary Asgardian aunt in terms of hard power.
Inhumans, Skrulls, Kree, Shi'ar Empire, Nova Legion of Xandar, Supreme Tribe, Eternal Tribe, Celestial Tribe...
Shallow.
My vision is still short-sighted.
Hong Fei once met with the Skrulls in person, but he forgot to use the race's overall large numerical advantage to gain benefits.
This is simply a betrayal of character.
But at the beginning, Hong Fei never thought of a way to gain a higher drop probability by relying on quantity.
To put it bluntly, he only noticed the low probability before, so he was not interested in it, but he forgot that there is a word in the world called "guaranteed".
If you can't get something by drawing ten times in a row, you can draw 180 times, 360 times or even more.
Think about it this way.
He began to envy Thanos a little.
If he can resolutely carry out Thanos's family planning operation, then one day it won't be a dream even if he wants to use two hands to push the supreme heads of the two universes directly into the toilet.
If he sees Thanos in the future, Hong Fei may sincerely say to him: If only I could be as cool as you.
Return to the present moment.
Hong Fei's eyes fell on the big devil.
Gu Hao
This was the first time he had seen this type of creature.
Judging from the opponent's spiral-shaped feet and sheep's hooves, it might be a goat demon?
But it’s not necessarily true. After all, in Western myths and legends, goats are always closely associated with demons and other unknown entities, and have even directly become a symbol of the devil. The typical image of a devil is a goat head.
Some people say that this is because although goats are usually docile, they become extremely violent and lustful when they are in estrus, so they are regarded as a symbol of lust, one of the seven deadly sins.
But Hong Fei has also heard another theory...
In the Middle Ages, when the population of the West was small, goat herders usually chose secluded mountain pastures. In the dead of night, some sheep herders would inevitably feel restless, but they were not satisfied with being a craftsman, so they used their claws to Reaching out to the innocent goat.
I don’t know why this kind of hobby gradually spreads, which makes more and more poor people join it. Just imagine, if you spend money to have fun, then the money will be gone after the fun, but if you use the money to buy a car If you raise a single sheep, you can accomplish multiple things with one stone.
And when there are more and more such behaviors, it is inevitable that some people will be discovered by others because of their carelessness when breaking the law with goats.
At this time, embarrassment and social death are inevitable.
So, one of the wizards suddenly thought and said directly: This goat is possessed by the devil, and I was bewitched by the devil to do such a terrible thing.
This reason may not be accepted by people at first, but don’t forget that there were a large number of people with this kind of like-minded people at that time. Although some people have not been discovered yet, they cannot guarantee that they will never be discovered, so they follow their hearts.
Guidelines began to help spread rumors, intentionally or unintentionally.
In this way, the mute goat endured the insults of those people while shouldering all the blame.
This situation lasted for hundreds of years, until the beginning of modern Western voyages, many ships would also bring goats on board, not only as meat, but also to solve the problem of firewood and firewood for the crew during long-term voyages.
God knows how those people could afford to eat after doing what they did...
Even in the 19th century, a painter named Paul Averill created a masterpiece: "The Boy Who Said the Sheep"...
A series of memories quickly flashed through his mind, and then Hong Fei found it difficult to look directly at this big devil.
However, the big devil standing in front of him naturally didn't know that Hong Fei had thought of so many things in that moment. He just froze up and didn't dare to move randomly when Hong Fei looked at him.
When it really faced Hong Fei and saw him take action, even if it wasn't with full strength, the energy aura floating in the air was enough to scare it.
The big devil lowered his head slightly, waiting for Hong Fei to speak.
After a while, it finally heard a rather soft voice.
"Where's mammon?"
The big devil raised his head, looked at Hong Fei, quickly looked away, and responded: "Master... uh..."
It suddenly occurred to him that Mammon had just told him not to respond no matter what the other party said, and it was best not to speak during the whole process.
But it has spoken.
So, he couldn't help but glance at Hong Fei again, his eyes full of dodge.
Hong Fei raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.
The big demon pursed his lips tightly and his eyes flashed rapidly.
Hong Fei chuckled: "Why, he doesn't let you talk?"
The big devil trembled and did not dare to nod, but he did not shake his head either.
Hong Fei probably understood.
This may be because Mammen didn’t want to offend Hong Fei, but at the same time she couldn’t shamelessly admit her weak position, so she had no choice but to pull her younger brother out to top the cylinder.
The boss deserves it, Hong Fei clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Just when he was about to train this big demon, the ground suddenly shook slightly, and then a group of rich black light suddenly burst out from a place not far away from the two people, and then he saw a humanoid creature with two wings on its back.
Fly here.
A pair of eagle wings with a wingspan of three meters allowed an adult-sized body to fly through the void at extremely fast speeds.
After landing, the eagle's wings quickly folded and disappeared from behind him.
Of course Hong Fei could tell that this was Mammon, but his image looked a bit fresh now.
The top three buttons of the black shirt are open, and unknown dark lines are vaguely visible on the chest. He wears a black suit, black leather shoes, and a big back that can make flies slip. He looks like a human elite, or a rich second-year man.
generation.
Well, as a son of hell, there is nothing wrong with calling him the rich second generation.
However, there is a huge gap between this image and the double eagle-headed real body I saw last time, and the distance between the two is really hard to ignore.
So Hong Fei couldn't help but take a few more glances.
And this made Mamen, who had finally made up his mind to walk out of the Black Gold Palace and have a face-to-face contact with Hong Fei, feel apprehensive.