Chapter 588

"Don't cry, stand up and cast."

Su Ming floated over and patted the shoulder of monak, who was running with tears and water. The mage was squatting on the air roots of the shrubs on the side like a farmer squatting on the ridge.

A crustacean, some like crabs and lobsters, was crawling through the shallow water in front of him. As a result, a few big drops of snot fell on the back shell, which made the small animal startled and disappeared in the mud.

"I'm fine. I'm just... Sad from my heart."

Monek replied in agony. Didn't his two rabbits die in vain? These are all his children!

Su Ming's mouth twitches for a moment. He is considering whether to suggest that Monaco go to Africa or the Amazon River Basin and find a cannibal tribe for further study?

In those tribes, it is often the custom of eating corpses rather than cannibals.

People eat people, Su Ming is firmly opposed to, but if it is eating rabbits, it should be ok?

At least a dozen rabbits are wasted in every battle. It's a pity that these rabbits are taken as children by him, and all of them are fat and fat. Even if they are eaten, they can't make up for the pain in their hearts. It's better to simply mend their bodies.

Immersed in grief every day, always with tears, nutrition is afraid to keep up with, so go on not work.

Ronan's nutrient solution looks good. When we go back to the earth, the idea of popsicle should be explained to the following.

These miscellaneous thoughts just flashed by. Su Ming squatted beside monak, and his cloak was pulled and tucked under his belly.

"Magic has a price, you know."

"Yes... I know, and I never regret, but sometimes, there will be naive thoughts, wondering whether there is magic without cost in this world."

Monak took out his handkerchief, wiped his face, and blew his nose hard. His beard looked disorderly, and his big belly made him shake back and forth. His center of gravity was unstable, and he almost fell into the mud.

Su Ming smacked his mouth, but his face was still expressionless.

As far as he knows, humans in Marvel world can't get rid of the system of "cost" when they want to cast magic. Monak is already good.

At least he has some Shamanism besides black and white magic. There is no obvious cost to that uncanny power. The side effect is nausea.

Manwei Shamanism is also known as voodoo. Its source of power is voodoo, a God with strange interests. As long as he is happy, he can gain power.

Generally speaking, shaman magic often only needs some disgusting things like chicken eyeballs, bat excrement, and Toad eggs.

A lot of inexplicable materials, put in the crucible, mash and stir it again, raise your head to dry it, and then sing and dance.

As a man who has seen his little cousin's real face, even if he really ate all these animal materials, he would not feel sick, right?

The little cousin has a shaman friend, code named black claw. He specializes in the necromancy of Shamanism. He is good at manipulating chicken undead and making low-quality voodoo zombies.

In order to make fu Du God happy, he always wears a yellow rooster's headgear all the year round. He always makes fun of the casting process and likes to imitate the crow of a rooster...

"sorry, you can have a rest."

Su Ming doesn't know how to comfort monak. He lacks empathy for the dead rabbit. His brain circuits are not right. How to persuade him?

The reason why Guyi asked her apprentices to practice martial arts was to minimize the amount of casting.

In the beautiful world, the mage points strength and agility, and the warrior points intelligence and charm. These are common sense to live well.

However, monak still covered his belly and stood up. His tears blurred eyes were full of firmness: "don't rest. Let's go on. What do I need to do?"

In the dark, even the wind has stopped, and the sea water seems to stop fluctuating. Only a faint smell of salty smell comes.

Su Ming is not a hypocritical person. Anyway, we can finish the business here earlier, and Monaco can have a rest earlier. He has his own plan to deal with the snake.

"Teleportation, the hell of Mephisto."

There's no way. Mephisto's territory is not in the nine realms. Rainbow Bridge doesn't work. You can only rely on black magic.

If there is no Mage at hand, setting a trap to catch the evil spirit knight can achieve the same effect, which can let Mephisto take the initiative to find Su Ming.

But the current evil spirit knight, Su Ming is not very familiar, should be the one on horseback? He has a plan to deal with the evil spirit knight, but it is always troublesome to provoke an immortal monster on fire for no reason.

Monak took a deep breath, and immediately walked out of the mangrove forest. On the relatively solid beach, he drew a dagger and cut his palm. He began to draw magic array with blood.

Many hellish magic is related to flesh and blood. If you want to sneak into hell, it's safest to arrange the array with blood. It's more effective to summon demons from hell with blood, flesh and soul as sacrifices.

At this time, Su Ming was still a little moved. The prince of magic, monak, was a good comrade. He shed blood and shed tears for a target he could not understand. He did not complain.Monak's family is well-off and lacks nothing. Su Ming can only wait until he returns to the earth to send him more high-quality breeding rabbits to express his gratitude. When the company's popsicles are made, he is also given more.

However, as soon as the array lights up, Su Ming immediately orders them to stand by and maintain the portal. He walks in alone.

If we say that the hell in Sirte is dominated by fire, with lava and high temperature everywhere, then the hell of Mephisto is quite comprehensive, and there is some energy here.

Darkness, fire, flesh and blood, death, he can see here.

The location of the transmission is not clear, but the first thing to welcome the three is a scream. On top of a pile of skeletons, there is a pillar with an immature limb tied to it. It is he who screams.

Two hellhounds were digging out his intestines to eat. The surrounding environment was in a mess. Blood fell from the sky like a fountain and swayed with the tearing of the dog's head.

Su Ming didn't mean to intervene. It was a soul. Maybe it was a person before, but not now.

There are many souls who fall into hell. Mephisto likes to torture and amuse the soul in various ways. He is the largest concentration camp in all hell planes.

He didn't need the souls to serve him. He just liked the screams and groans of these souls. He used them as physical instruments.

The soul in hell is both labor and money, and Mephisto, the Lord, is rich.

However, according to the cartoon design, Mephisto's immediate boss is actually "death". Death is the creator and master of death, Yama and hellogre in all myths and legends of the multiverse.

Su Ming has seen the death of DC, but he has no intention to see manwei die. The "death" here is too personified and his personality is very complicated.

However, this does not prevent Mephisto from harvesting the essence of the soul and gaining powerful power. How to use the soul energy depends on the abilities of the demons.

Su Ming was out of his sight and immediately changed back to his original appearance. He took off his helmet and smoked. The air here is full of sulfur and the smell of blood, even if you close your eyes, you know you are in hell.

It's almost impossible to defeat a lord in hell, but Su Ming didn't intend to do it in this trip. Instead, he came to chat and inquire about information.

Not only are there people on this pile of white bones, but similar bone tombs fill the field of vision and stretch to the foot of a mountain with lava hanging in the distance.

And the job of these hellhounds is to make sure that these souls howl in different tones to please the owners of this hell. Although it is a problem whether Mephisto can still hear at a distance of more than ten kilometers, they work very hard.

When the soul is in hell, most of the time it is in a chaotic state. They can feel pain, but they do not have the wisdom of life. It is like a mass of flesh, which circulates between torture and torture.

Suffer, be restored by the energy of hell, and suffer again.

Generally speaking, the soul of ordinary people who died will go directly to the palace of "death" through the sickle of the God of death, while those who appear in hell are those who have signed a contract with the devil before they are alive.

Either you're a fool or you deserve it.

It's a strange thing for Su Ming to appear here. Many hellhound's blood red eyes have turned to him and even put down their work.

However, it doesn't matter. Su Ming from the DC next door has gone to hell a lot. Constantine's example has already told him that he can't do anything in hell, just carry a cigarette to achieve his goal.

And the biggest chip is your soul.

"Don't look at me. You go on. I'm looking for Mephisto." Su Ming went through the gap between the bones and patted a hellhound's head with blood: "Tut, it's quite real."

The energy of hell endows these souls with temporary bodies so that they can feel pain. Therefore, these flesh and blood are in the boundary between existence and non-existence. As long as Su Ming leaves here, he will be clean.

What's more, these nothingness will not fill the hellhound's belly. Instead, hunger and blood will make them work more seriously.

The hellhounds didn't respond. Maybe they didn't speak. They did not attack, but silently watched his back with their eyes, stepping on broken bones and dirty blood and went further and further.

To be honest, the feeling of being staring at the back by a group of bloodthirsty beasts makes people subconsciously shiver, which is an instinctive response of the body.

However, Su Ming is not in this case. Fear does not exist in his heart. He is the one who controls the fear.

Still with his cigarette in his mouth, he bent down to the distant mountain where Mephisto was.

After crossing the stinky stream and stepping on the crackling bones, Su Ming arrived at the foot of the mountain and saw a group of demons and destroying maids.

In fact, he could fly up directly and appear in front of Mephisto, but that would be very impolite. After all, people are still the king of this plane. It is better to find someone to inform him and go through the process.But seeing this posture, Mephisto seems to want to weigh Su Ming's weight?

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