Chapter 588: Magpie

There is a black lonely mountain in front of him. If it weren't for the wrong color, and it kept flowing out of magma, it felt a bit like a frozen throne.
Su Ming deformed the weapon, shook the flesh and blood on it, and the cloak directly took him up and went straight to the cliff.
Now that Mephisto had already expressed a warm welcome, he didn't need to be polite.
As expected, beside the lava pool on the top of the mountain decorated with gravel and dead wood, he saw the lord of hell.
The famous demon looked like a molting blood man. His skinny body was squatting on an obsidian throne, with one leg on the chair surface and the other slumped underneath, swaying.
The skin was flushed with straight long horns on the top of his head. His yellow eyes caught the figure of the intruder for the first time. There was no expression on his face, and his tone was very plain:
"Welcome, the death knell actually reached my plane. Few people dare to go directly to hell."
Su Ming slowly landed and walked to the other side of the lava pool. The eyes of the two were distorted by the heat, and everything looked unreal.
"It seems that the people I killed have basically come to your side."
"Well, Germans, villains, murderers, fools, etc., but you have to know that I don't need to read their souls. There is news of you everywhere in the magic world. By the way, most people think you have good armor. "
Mephisto leaned back, leaned back in the chair in a comfortable position, put his elbows on the armrest, and yawned.
"I'm here to ask you a few questions... The soul of the fairy palace does not belong to you. It is nothing good. Why should you intervene in their war?"
The temperature and smell of are not suitable for humans, and Su Ming didn't mean to greet him.
When this problem came up, Mephisto made a strange expression, rubbing his chin like a toothache, rubbing his sharp teeth back and forth:
"It turned out to be you. You sent that horsehead monster."
"I don't know what you are talking about." Su Ming took off his helmet and replied calmly. Mephisto had no evidence.
"Damn it, do you know how many instruments he destroyed? How many souls broke up?!"
"what are you saying?"
Mephisto looked at the death knell with a puzzled expression, as if completely ignorant of it, his eyes rolled.
"Forget it, in short, I can handle a mechanical transformation person. What do you want to ask? Why don't we talk about a deal?"
Su Ming took out the cigarette case, took out two cigarettes from it, took one by himself, and threw the other to the lord: "You think I will be stupid enough to trade with the lord?"
"His, this is difficult. Why don't you stay here for decades and think about it slowly?" Mephisto pretended to dig out his ears, his pointed ears were full of thick black mane, often It feels itchy.
His ability can trap life in the dimension, unable to leave, but there is no food and water in the conventional sense, life cannot survive here, and he doesn't do this often.
As a lord, a demon king, what he likes most is negotiating terms and signing contracts.
Killing is just an optional adjustment for him. When there are tens of billions of souls in the prison, it is meaningless to target a single soul. Mephisto will cause big events if he wants to do it, and harvesting the souls of hundreds of millions of people at least once is the start.
But for the death knell, he didn't mind using his abilities, the heir value of the Supreme Master was different from ordinary people.
"No, you can only eat sulfur and drink magma here. This is not suitable for me. I just came to see with my own eyes if there is any lord stupid enough to trade with the serpent and help him destroy the nine realms."
"Haha, good point." Mephisto nodded happily, and he squatted on the throne: "Then guess it's me?"
"I didn't think it would be you at the beginning. You see the earth as your pasture, and you can continuously harvest souls. If the earth is destroyed, you will undoubtedly receive a lot of souls at once, probably billions? But in the future There will be no more. No matter how you look at it, it is a loss.
Su Ming spit out a smoke ring, and squatted on the ground to answer Mephisto's question. The two were like ordinary villagers squatting at the door of the house and chatting.
"Papa Papa......"
Mephisto clapped his hands, his red face was full of smiles: "If you weren't able to identify the soul, I would have suspected that you are pretending to be another lord...I want to make a deal with you. "
"Don't talk."
"Don't worry, young man, first listen to my terms. The contract can be modified." Mephisto took out a long roll of paper like a magic trick, densely packed with text and patterns.
"Do not listen."
"My condition is completely harmless to the earth. As long as you help me find a missing item, I will tell you what you want to know."
He said the conditions to himself, and Su Ming just looked at him blankly.
Mephisto put away the scroll and stuffed the cigarette into his mouth. He didn't see any movement. He just took a breath and the smoke ignited. He played the soot very skillfully.
"I guess you are looking for the San Gonza contract? Sorry, I refuse." Su Ming sneered. No matter how harmless the conditions of the lord seem, as long as he takes the initiative to talk to you, it means that one trap after another is ready. All right.
From the paper and pattern of the contract to the signature of the contract signing; from the rights and obligations of both parties to the process of fulfilling the agreement. There are pits everywhere, and there may even be some traps that Su Ming doesn't know. What the demons do is to buy and sell without intention.
"Where do you think is, come and go as long as you want? I won't kill you, please consider it slowly."
Mephisto sighed, he jumped from the throne, and beckoned to the surrounding attendants to surround the death knell. He has time, and now he can continue listening to'music'.
Su Ming looked at the army that continuously emerged from the pulp pond. It was not surprising. Before entering the hell, Su Ming knew that this would happen. The lords of the often turned their faces faster than tore a book.
He doesn't know if others can leave hell, but he knows that if he wants to leave, no one can stop him.
"I have obtained the information I want, goodbye."
"Ok?"
Mephisto knew that Death Knell was a warrior. It stands to reason that he couldn't escape from this dimension even by relying on the magical cloak. Hell was a separate plane, and there was no margin. It was the visualization of the concept of hell.
Even if the death knell can fly, it will never fly out.
Then he saw the death knell buttoned his helmet, took off his arm armor, and struck his arm with a dagger, and the person disappeared instantly.
"..." Mephisto's expression changed for a while, but in the end he smiled, as if he saw something interesting: "Gu Yi, one step faster..."
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Loki clutched his waist and stood up straight. It was finally over. He swept away all the sheep dung in the animal pen.
This is Thor’s sheep pen. Needless to say, it’s luxurious, but Thor is too lazy. He almost never cleans it. Sheep dung is everywhere, piled up like mountains.
"Are you done? Loki, my brother, come over for a drink and rest."
Thor is indeed here to help Loki, but his help is to cheer on Loki while sitting on the haystack next to him. If he sees something good in the stool, Thor will speak out Remind, let Loki quickly pick it up.
No way, this is the animal habits of goats. They eat everything, sometimes they eat some accessories or jewelry.
Loki ignored his brother's call to drink.
He turned out water to wash his hands and face, then leaned close to the palace window, poked his head out to breathe in the fresh air. Don't say it's drinking here, even if you open your mouth, you can feel a mutton smell, and Rocky doesn't bother to care about him.
"What's the matter?" Thor was still holding a hip flask in his hand, shaking him constantly at Loki.
Loki's black hair was wet with water and pressed against his face. He felt the coolness brought by the wind, and his heart gradually calmed down: "I have no appetite, put down the wine, you can go."
"Aren't you going to drink with me?"
Thor showed a puzzled expression, he grabbed a piece of hay and stuffed it into his mouth to chew.
When they were young, the two bet on straw.
To bet whether he could not pour the wine out of the jug and drink the wine inside without magic, Thor didn't believe it could be done, so he gambled with Loki.
Loki used a hollow straw to reach through the spout and drank Thor's pot of good wine without a drop. Afterwards, he triumphantly waved the straw pole to make Thor fulfill his promise and ride him as a horse.
Thor was willing to bet and lose, but Rocky rode him without talking, and kept patting his head, mocking him as an idiot. Thor was so angry that he threw him to the ground and beat him up. The two of them spent several days. Did not speak.
Now thinking of things in his childhood, Thor found it very interesting, showing a nostalgic smile.
Loki sighed and looked at Thor, who was stupid, and walked out the door: "I want to be alone for a while, don't follow me."
"Hey......"
Thor stretched out his hand to catch him, only to find nothing, another illusion, Loki's people had already appeared outside the door. Thor hurriedly chased after him, and Loki began to run wildly, and the two began a chasing game.
When the figures of the two of them were completely invisible, the air on the window sill shook, and the real Rocky emerged. He held his cheeks with his hands, and his expressions were somber.
He flicked his long hair impatiently, and looked down at his luxurious clothes, stained with wool and dung.
Why is Odin so unfair?
"Hehe..."
"Who!?"
Loki suddenly heard a laugh, very soft and faint, like a woman's voice, as if coming from a dark corner of the sheepfold.
He glanced at Thor's two goats, and the two stupid animals seemed to notice nothing, still bowing their heads and eating feed.
As if he had noticed that Loki was looking at them, the sheep's face still showed a terrifying expression, the tail lifted, and another string of sheep dung eggs fell to the ground.
The goat moved its position and motioned for Loki to come and sweep.
Loki raised one eyebrow. He took out a small bottle from his arms, covered it with illusion, and controlled the liquid inside to stick to the ground and mixed into the goat's food bowl.
The medicine originally intended to be used on Thor~EbookFREE.me~ It seems to have to be used on his mount first. This is a poison that can make people unable to go to the toilet for a month. These two goats are waiting for their belly. Explode.
"Hehe..."
The laughter came again, as if to encourage Loki to act just now. This time the source of the sound was heard very clearly, it came from outside the window.
It was in the direction that Rocky was looking at.
He looked out the window again, but did not see anyone, only a magpie stood on the treetop in the distance, looking at the prince of the fairy palace with dark eyes.
The bird opened its mouth and spoke, even if it was tens of meters apart, every word accurately floated into Loki's ear, and its tone was full of ridicule and teasing.
"Will you tell me a joke today? Continue with the one that was interrupted last night?"
It says so.
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