Chapter 590

In front of me is a black solitary peak. If it's not the right color, and it keeps flowing out of magma, it feels like a frozen throne.

Su Ming deformed his weapon and threw the flesh and blood on it. His cloak took him up and went straight to the cliff.

Now that Mephisto had already expressed a warm welcome, he would not have to be polite.

As expected, he met the Lord of hell at the top of the mountain near a lava pool decorated with rubble and dead wood.

The well-known devil looks like a blood man who has shed his skin. His thin body is squatting on the throne of obsidian, one leg on the surface of the chair, and the other is dangling under it.

With red skin and long straight horns on his head, his yellow eyes caught the intruder's figure at the first time. There was no expression on his face, but his tone was very plain:

"welcome, the death knell has arrived at my position, and few people dare go to hell directly."

Su Ming slowly lands and walks to the other side of the lava pool. Their sight is distorted by the heat. Everything looks unreal.

"It seems that most of the people I killed have come to your side."

"Well, Germans, thugs, killers, idiots, etc., but you know I don't need to read their souls. There's news about you all over the world of magic. By the way, most people think your armor is good."

Mephisto leaned back, leaned back in a comfortable position, put his elbow on the armrest and yawned.

"I came here to ask you a few questions... The spirit of the fairyland is not yours. Why do you interfere in their war?"

The temperature and smell of hell are not suitable for human beings, and Su Ming doesn't mean to exchange greetings with him.

When this problem came out, Mephisto made a strange expression, touching his chin like a toothache, and his sharp teeth rubbed back and forth:

"so it's you. You sent that horsehead monster."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Su Ming took off his helmet and calmly replied that Mephisto had no evidence.

"Damn it, do you know how many instruments he destroyed? How many souls have been scattered? "

"What are you talking about?"

Mephisto looked at the death knell with a puzzled expression, as if he had no idea of it, and his eyes turned.

"Well, in short, I can cope with a mechanical engineer. What do you want to ask? Why don't we have a deal? "

Su Ming took out his cigarette case and took out two cigarettes. He took one of them and threw the other to the devil of Hell: "do you think I would be stupid enough to trade with the devil?"

"Hiss, it's hard to do. Why don't you stay here for decades and think about it?" Mephisto pretended to pull out his ears. His sharp ears were full of thick black bristles and often itched.

His ability to trap life in the dimension of hell and cannot leave, but there is no food and water in the conventional sense. Life cannot survive here, and he does not often do so.

As a lord of hell, a devil, his favorite is to negotiate terms and sign contracts.

Killing, for him, is only a dispensable adjustment. When there are tens of billions of souls in hell, there is no sense in targeting a single soul. If Mephisto wants to do it, he will make a big event. At least one harvest of the souls of hundreds of millions of people is the beginning.

However, for the death knell, he does not mind using his own ability. The value of the successor of the supreme mage is different from that of ordinary people.

"No, you can only eat sulfur and drink magma here, which is not suitable for me. I just came to see with my own eyes whether there is a hell Lord who is so stupid as to make a deal with big snake and help him destroy the nine realms. "

"Well said." Mephisto nodded happily, and the whole man squatted on the throne: "guess if it's me

"I didn't think it was you in the beginning. You saw the earth as your own pasture, where you could harvest souls in an endless stream. If the earth is destroyed, you will undoubtedly receive many souls at once, maybe several billion? But there will be no more in the future, which is a loss in any way. "

Su Ming spits out a smoke ring and squats on the ground to answer Mephisto's question. They are just like ordinary villagers who are squatting at the door of their house to chat.

"Pa pa pa pa pa..."

Mephisto clapped his hands, and his red face was full of smiles: "if you can't identify the soul, I'd suspect that you're the disguise of other hell lords... I'd like to make a deal with you."

"No

"Don't worry, young man. First listen to my terms. The contract can be modified." Mephisto magically pulled out a long roll of paper covered with words and patterns.

"Don't listen."

"My condition is completely harmless to the earth. As long as you help me find a lost prop, I will tell you what you want to know."

He said the conditions to himself, Su Ming just looked at him without expression.Mephisto put away the scroll and put the cigarette in his mouth. He didn't see any movement. He just took a breath and the smoke ignited. He flicked the ash skillfully.

"I guess you're looking for the San gonza contract? Sorry, I refuse. " Su Ming sneered. No matter how harmless the conditions of the Lord of hell seem, as long as he takes the initiative to talk to you, it shows that one trap after another is ready.

From the paper and pattern of the contract to the signature of the contract; from the rights and obligations of both parties to the process of performing the agreement. There are pits everywhere, and there may even be some traps that Su Ming didn't know. What demons do is to deal with them intentionally.

"Where do you think hell is? Come and go if you want? I'm not going to kill you. Take your time. "

Mephisto sighed. He jumped out of the throne and beckoned to the attendants around him to surround the death knell. He had plenty of time to continue listening to the music.

Su Ming is not surprised to see the army springing up from the pulping pool. Before entering the hell, Su Ming knew this would happen. The Lords of hell often turn their faces faster than tear books.

He doesn't know whether others can leave hell, but he knows that if he wants to go, no one can stop him.

"I've got the information I want. Goodbye."

"Well?"

Mephisto knew that the death knell was a warrior. In principle, he could not escape from this dimension even by relying on the magic floating cloak. Hell is a separate plane, even without a margin. It is the embodiment of the concept of hell.

Even if the death knell can fly, it will never fly out.

Then he saw the death knell, put on his helmet, took off his arm armor, and put a knife in his arm with a dagger. In an instant, the man was gone.

"..." Mephisto's expression changed for a while, but finally he showed a smile, as if to see something interesting: "Gu Yi, another quick step..."

...

rocky covered his back waist and stood up straight. Finally, it was over, and he cleaned the sheep dung from the barn.

This is Thor's sheepfold. Needless to say, it's just that Thor is so lazy that he almost never cleans it. Sheep manure is everywhere and piles up like a mountain.

"Are you done? Rocky, my brother, come and have a drink

Thor did come to help rocky, but his help was to sit on the haystack beside him to refuel him while he was working. If he saw anything good in the excrement, Thor would remind rocky to pick it up quickly.

I can't help it. This is the habit of goats. They eat everything. Sometimes they eat some jewelry or jewelry.

Loki ignored his brother's call to drink.

He changed water to wash his hands and face, and then approached the window of the palace and poked out his head for fresh air. Don't talk about drinking here. Even when you open your mouth, you can feel the smell of mutton. Rocky doesn't care about him.

"What's the matter?" Thor, still holding the jug in his hand, kept rocking at rocky.

Rocky's black hair was wet with water and stuck on his face. He felt the cool brought by the wind, and his heart gradually calmed down: "I have no appetite. Put down the wine, you can go."

"Don't you want to drink with me?"

With a puzzled look on his face, Thor grabbed a piece of hay and put it into his mouth to chew.

When they were children, they had a bet on straw.

Tole didn't believe he could do it without pouring the wine out of the pot and drinking it without magic, so he made a bet with rocky.

Loki, with a hollow straw stick, reached through the spout of the jug and drank all of Thor's fine wine. Then he triumphantly waved the straw pole and asked Thor to fulfill his promise to ride him.

Thor was willing to take the gamble and admit defeat, but rocky rode him without saying anything, and kept patting him on the head, ridiculing him as a fool. Tol was so angry that he threw him to the ground and beat him violently. They didn't speak for several days.

Now, when he thought about his childhood, Thor felt very interesting and showed a nostalgic smile.

Rocky sighed and looked at the silly looking Thor as he walked out the door. "I want to be alone now. Don't follow me."

"Ah..."

Thor reached out to catch him, but he only got nothing, and it was an illusion again. Loki's man had already appeared outside the door. Thor rushed to catch up, and rocky also began to run, the two began to chase the game.

When they were completely out of sight, the air at the window sill shook for a moment, and the real rocky appeared, holding his cheek in his hand with a gloomy look on his face.

He flicked his long hair impatiently. He looked down at his luxurious clothes, which were stained with wool and dung.

Why is Odin so unfair?

"Hee hee..."

"who

Rocky suddenly heard a laugh, very light and light, like a woman's voice, as if from the dark corner of the sheepfold.He looked at two of TOL's goats, and the two stupid animals seemed to have noticed nothing, and still ate the feed with their heads low.

It seemed to be aware that rocky was looking at them, and the sheep face was still showing a deasser expression, and the tail was lifted, and a string of sheep dung eggs fell to the ground.

The goat moved his position and signaled to rocky to come and sweep.

Rocky raised one side of his eyebrows, and he took a small bottle out of his arms, covered it with magic, and controlled the liquid to stick to the ground and mixed it into the goat's bowl.

The medicine originally intended to be used on tol is first used on his mount. It is a poison that can make people unable to go to the toilet for a month. The two goats are waiting for the belly to explode.

"Hip-hop..." br >

laughter came again, as if it was a encouragement for rocky just now. The source of this sound was very clear, it was from outside the window.

It's just in the direction rocky just looked at.

He looked out of the window again, but he saw no one. Only a magpie stood on the tree tip in the distance, and looked at the prince of the fairy palace with dark eyes.

The bird spoke with his mouth open, even if it was tens of meters apart, every word floated into Rocky's ear accurately, and its tone was full of teasing and teasing.

"Are you going to tell me jokes today? Continue with the one that was interrupted last night? "

It says that.

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