Agent of a certain comic

Chapter 640 The Game Begins (The Incredible Ninth Update)
Dark clouds cover the sky.

It's like changing the world in the distance.

"what is that?"

"Amsey."

Mark withdrew his gaze from Amshey's direction, flashed his pentagram coin over and over again with his right hand and said to Maizi, "Maizi, take my blessing and go to the east to wake up the great emperor, Tell him that if he wins this war, he will be blessed by Hades forever, and his empire will be destroyed like before."

Maizi looked at Mark with some puzzlement.

Maizi didn't pay much attention to why Mark made such a decision.

After all, [-] fallen angels are ready to go in the underworld. With the current state of the underworld, although there is no chance of winning against the gods of Olympus head-on, who else can compete with the underworld besides Olympus?

"Do as I say."

"……Yes."

Maizi saw that Mark's tone was aggravated. Although he didn't understand it, it was not a major matter involving the affairs of the underworld, so Maizi compromised.

After Maizi took the pentagram coin handed over by Mark, he spread his demon wings and prepared to fly towards the east.

Mark said again: "Anyone who gets in the way on the road will be killed."

Maizi nodded with a smile.

Does this still need to be explained?

Mark was also taken aback, then waved his hand and directly opened the door to the Eastern World to send away Maizi.

Wait until after the wheat leaves.

Mark stared at the cloud of yellow sand at Ashem.

The hell is pretty good here.

At least have the courage to confront Mark head-on.

not bad.

It's a pity that no matter how much the mantis waved its sharp claws, it still couldn't change the already doomed fact that it would fail.

But just because the hell here dared to wrestle with himself, Mark decided to give him a chance.

Mark runs the power of Hades.

The eyes saw through the void and went straight into the hell that was divided into two.

The sound resounded throughout the underworld.

"I'll give you this chance. Since you have released the Scorpion Emperor, I will release the Eastern Emperor who is waiting to be reborn. One-on-one. The moment when the only winner is determined on the ground is the end of the game. The Demon Scorpion Emperor wins, I will withdraw, but if I win, you'd better kneel down obediently in front of me and offer the original core of hell here."

"……Roar!"

After Mark finished saying this, he didn't even have the interest to look at it at all. The feeble roar of a jackal was worthless to Mark.

As for the compilation?
He already has an Anubis under the jurisdiction of the underworld, so there is no need for another one.

This is not stamp collecting.

If it was Sister Fox, Mark would probably think about it.

After all, there is at least a sense of accomplishment in collecting all the animal sisters.

A male jackal?
just forget it.

"Wow!"

"Snapped!"

As the yellow sand in front of Mark began to calm down and automatically seemed to want to manifest something, Mark slapped the yellow sand in front of him flat.

"I didn't allow it. Who gave you the courage to come up to see me? Seeing me, what are you doing? You provoked the incident, then obediently act according to my script. I hope I will give it to you. Can you take that?" It depends on your ability."

Mark looked at a jackal that was flattened and condensed by yellow sand and smiled coldly.

At this time, Mark looked like a villain who would destroy the world if he disagreed with him, and he was still a villain who had the ability to destroy the world.

quite a while.

The jackal yellow sand began to recede, and the sky over Ashem became even darker, and the thunder was rolling, accompanied by countless streams of thick black air falling into it from the void.

Mark smiled.

now it's right.

Finally, a hell that dared to show its teeth without even seeing it appeared, and Mark also wanted to use this to make an appearance for the hell that had not yet joined or had just joined.

Obedience to the rule of Hades is a must.

Also unique.

Dissatisfied?
Then go to hell.

Although the underworld needs hell, what it needs is a hell of obedience, not a hell with its own thoughts...

Soon.

Mark shifted his gaze to the coffin of the mummy Immorton lying quietly on the yellow sand.

Mark waved his right hand.

Bang.

Imerton's coffin exploded in an instant, revealing a skeleton eaten by scarabs that even Temiao's mother would not recognize.

The bones were still fresh.

It seems to the naked eye that the death time does not exceed half a year at most.

Hiss!
There was the sound of something vibrating from the grave below.

Soon.

A scarab appeared along the opening of the hole.

The burst of thought power instantly covered the grave under his feet like a fat doll washing the floor.

At this moment the world was completely silent.

Mark snorted and withdrew the power of Hades, and directly drew a force of Hades from the void into Imerton, whose bones looked fresh.

"Roar!"

With the intrusion of the power of the underworld, Mark saw the picture of the jackal, the leader of the hell army, standing on the land of the underworld and roaring angrily.

Anubis looked unwillingly at the phantom of the soul that slipped away from this hell.

But it's just not reconciled.

Swinging the ax in his hand cuts off the power of Hades that takes away the phantom of the soul?
I'm afraid I don't think I died fast enough.

The power of the underworld directly brought a phantom of the soul to blast open the gate of hell and appeared in front of Mark.

Mark snapped his fingers.

The phantom of the soul instantly bombarded Imerton, who was left with only bones and bits of minced meat like a bullet ejected from the chamber.

next second!
The corpse abruptly opened its empty pupils.

The fire of the soul is rekindled.

Pfft!
Imerton the skeleton crawled out of the already torn coffin, his mouth was wide open but he couldn't make a single sound.

Mark frowned slightly, and once again pulled two beams of Hades power into Imerton's body.

With the injection of the power of Hades.

Imerton, the skeleton, began to change.

Blood vessels begin to appear.

The same goes for skin.

Soon.

Imerton, who escaped from the bones and returned to the human world, knelt down and said to Mark, "My lord."

Mark raised his hand.

Imerton stood up from the yellow sand silently.

Consumption is a bit large.

Mark looked at the flesh-and-blood Imerton who was reborn again, but this was what he thought in his heart.

It shouldn't be like this when I get back the "Dark Tome".

Mark mused.

Just like the prehistoric world, the innate creatures here also have accompanying items.

Zeus's is the spear of thunder.

Hades's is a double fork.

Poseidon's trident.

Mark naturally does too.

"Dark Book" was accompanied by Mark.

It's just that in the era of Lucifer, Mark was too arrogant, thinking that if Olympus looked down on the parallel universe, he could do it.

Now that I think about it, I am completely following the way of that old bastard Zeus.

How many priesthoods does Zeus hold?

How much does Lucifer hold?
On one side is Zeus, who is in charge of countless priesthoods and has a strong army.

On one side is Lucifer with two pig teammates and only one priesthood.

In this asymmetric battle of gods, Mark was able to severely damage Zeus' safety and strategically transfer to the past of the next universe, which is only enough to be proud.

only……

Was I so arrogant and proud in my previous life?

Should not be ah.

Being humble and respectful to someone Ma is not just talking...

(End of this chapter)