Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 584 Controlling the Portal (The First Update)
call out!
The dark passage of hell, which is comparable to the crow's nest, shrinks into a black spot and then disappears abruptly.

Poor silly white sweet.

I hope he won't be beaten out by his father Mephisto this time when he goes home.

Mark looked up and thought in his heart.

next second.

Mark turned around and stared expressionlessly at the fire and lightning portal that opened in front of him.

The Supreme Mage slowly walked out of the portal.

Mark rubbed his chin and said, "Gu Yi, let's discuss it. How about I use the contract in my hand to exchange the secret of the portal with you?"

The ancient master did not speak.

One right hand.

After Gu Yi dragged the deformed head and headless body on the ground into an unknown space, he turned around and left.

At the moment when the portal closes.

Clap!
A sheepskin scroll fell to the ground.

Mark's eyes lit up, pulling the scroll and dropping it into his hand was the stunt of opening the portal without waiting.

quite a while!

Tear.

Mark angrily tore the scroll in his hand into pieces that could never be recovered.

The scrolls are real.

The spells recorded above are also the secret to opening the portal.

The secret to genuine value.

but……

What are the meanings of the various geometric formulas above?
If so, that's all.

But rather.

If you only master the magic of the portal but not the magic of the mirror world, then the role of the portal is far from being able to travel around the world with a single thought.

A single portal spell can only open places that people have been to.

Only the portal spell with the mirror world bonus can achieve the level of going wherever you want...

This is hard.

Mark took a deep breath to calm down his irritable heart.

what?
give up?

What a joke, besides the word counsel, there is also the word give up in Mark's dictionary.

Isn't it about geometry?

Do you really think that Mark was able to get the invitation letter from the Ivy League Yale University because of his face and popularity?
Mark is also powerful.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mark's mouth.

Under the watchful eyes of the wind demon and the water demon, Mark directly brushed the ground covered with weeds and some clutter with his right palm, drawing his mind power.

next second.

Mark squatted on the ground, and a medieval spear appeared repeatedly in his right hand, and began to work hard on the ground to figure out how to open it to open the portal back to Mark Manor in Long Island...

After half an hour.

Mark squatted in front of the dense symbols and fell into deep thought.

two hours later.

Mark scratched his handsome short blond hair in pain.

Five hours later.

Mark, who was transferred to the church, fell into a state of madness, while the wind demon and water demon were silent on the blackboard that the transporter could write on.

seven hours later.

Mark stared at the twelve blackboards filled with writing in front of him, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He got it.

Simultaneously.

Mark's face became darker and deeper.

Ah shit.

This has nothing to do with geometry at all.

wrong.

It was absolutely unnecessary for him to follow the spell-casting steps on the parchment scroll.

Who is he?
The top god Pluto.

Not some sorcerer's apprentice.

"Ancient One!"

Mark walked out of the church full of gloom, gnashing his teeth in anger at a certain bald girl.

Maggie.

Does this mean that he dare not do anything to her?

Intrepid?

Kind of!

Mark took a deep breath, and then began to draw circles in front of his face with his hands.

next second.

Sparks flicker and then go out.

Come again!

Flickering... extinguished.

After ten times.

Mark has a melancholy look at the sky.

There is no reason.

Anyway, he is also a top god.

After coughing a few times, Mark calmed down.

Thinking about the appearance of the backyard of the Long Island Manor is linked to every bit of the Long Island Manor in my heart.

The right hand automatically draws circles in front of the face.

next second!
puff!
Sparks flew in all directions.

A ray of Pluto's power surged out from the Hades in the body, and continued to borrow directly at the moment when Mars was about to disappear.

In an instant.

Boom!

A portal with faint blue flames appeared in front of Mark in an instant.

Mark stared at the faint blue portal that appeared in front of him.

The smile on his face grew even more.

This portal is not the portal of Gu Yi.

In fact.

Except for the similar appearance of Mark's portal, the core of it has been replaced.

The ancient one's portal used magic to connect to the temple built at the core of the earth so that he could go wherever he wanted.

But Mark's this?

Mark directly connected the gate of the underworld with the power of Hades and then drove it.

Doesn't need to consume any magic points...

I really am a genius!
Mark rubbed his chin, his eyes nearly burst into a crescent moon...

Soon.

hum!
Mark walked directly from the blue teleportation passage and set foot in the backyard of his manor, staring at the scorching sun above his head and squinting his eyes.

Although the process is a bit tortuous, everyone has a first time.

There is a saying that practice makes perfect.

Mark agrees.

quite a while.

Mark glanced at the water demon and pointed to his pier and said, "This will be your home from now on. Make me a barrier between here and the side leading to the Hudson River Valley, and find good fish to catch there." Come here."

The water demon nodded.

Under Mark's gaze, he merged with the river under the pier.

Mark looked at Feng Mo who was standing not far away again and said lightly: "You are responsible for the security of the manor area. Once you find that the guys who have not been marked try to approach them, you will directly blow them out."

Feng Mo nodded and his figure gradually dissipated.

After doing all this.

Mark took the bourbon handed over by Dizzy, and after sending Dizzy away, Mark leaned directly on the recliner and groaned comfortably.

sun.

shade.

breeze.

wine.

There is nowhere in the world as laid-back as it is today.

Mark took a sip of bourbon, glanced at the pony Ferry who was taking a leisurely walk on the racecourse, smiled abruptly, put on his sunglasses and prepared to go to sleep first.

Mark is Pluto, yes.

But no one stipulates that the gods do not need to sleep.

but.

Ding!
Ding Ding!

The phone rings.

It's from the Bureau.

After a glance, Mark connected.

The voice of the newly promoted deputy director Jack was hesitant to speak: "...Boss, I think there is something you need to know."

"what?"

Jack, who was in the office of the deputy director of the Federal Building, held the phone in one hand and grabbed a page of subpoena from the Brooklyn court in New York, and said falteringly: "...we were sued."

Mark froze.

He got up from the recliner, touched his forehead and said, "Wait, what are you talking about? The accused? Who sued whom?"

"TNT&G law firm represents a cake shop in Bricklin to name the New York Office of the FBI as the first defendant on charges of improper law enforcement and phishing law enforcement."

"……Can you say that again?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)