A god of beauty

Chapter 56 Someone Tell Me

Mephisto.

The Lord of Hell, a powerful demon with super magic power and changeable forms, is exclusive to demons. As No.1 among demons, Mephisto is undoubtedly the pinnacle. Even, the greater the hell he rules , his ability will be greater.

Unfortunately……

This guy dropped his burden and ran from hell to earth to drink drunk whenever he got the chance. Obviously, this guy didn't do well in the Marvel Universe.

If Lake were to choose, he would not be limited to a broken ball anyway. The universe is so big, why not take a look.

Lake's words fell.

beside.

Wearing a black suit, wearing a top hat, and holding a wine glass, the movement of the old man's hands froze slightly, and then he turned to face Lake with a wrinkled old face.

next second.

呲呲!

The daytime lights in the bar were extinguished in the blink of an eye, and then came back to life again.

but……

Mikaela, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but exclaimed.

Without him.

At the moment when the lights flickered, Mikaela saw the shadow of Mephisto projected on the other side of the bar. It was a hideous and terrifying face of a devil.

fangs.

Devil wings.

Sharp claws.

Everything is available.

The bourbon in Lake's hand was raised slightly: "Hello, Lord of Hell."

Mephisto lowered his head and took off the top hat on his head, revealing his gray hair combed meticulously behind his head, and said in a low voice: "Outsider God."

Lake laughed and said, "Is this the attitude of the lower god towards the supreme god?"

Mephisto shook his head and said: "You are not our god, and, God of Outer Territory, I can feel that you are very weak now, so weak that I can swallow you in one gulp."

Lake still smiled: "Then do you dare?"

Mephisto shook his head.

The corner of Lake's mouth curled up.

He is in a strange state now, he is a god, there is no doubt about it, but how to put it.

Uh……

Let's put it this way, if a mortal can kill him, then he will die, which is death in the true sense. Of course, the premise is that there are really mortals who have the power to kill gods.

But if it is a god, he can also kill him. He will die, but his soul will return to the embrace of the stars. After that, he will appear, and slap the god who killed him to pieces.

Ok.

Lake is in such a state right now, and this is why Lake came to meet Mephisto with confidence. After all, Mephisto is a god, and there are too many mortals with the power to kill gods in the Valoran universe, but this long Wei, hehe, when the stars come, Lake can walk sideways... no, he can walk however he wants...

After a while.

Mephisto withdrew his gaze: "Outsider God, tell me why you came."

"Not urgent."

Lake said something, and gestured to the bartender inside, pointing to the empty wine glass in Mephisto's hand to indicate that it should be filled up, and it was his fault.

The bartender looked at the two people who were talking absurdly, but he did as he did. After all, Lake took a picture of Franklin in front of him.

After the bartender was full, Lake looked at Mephisto with the bourbon in his glass.

Ding!
After clinking glasses of Lake's bourbon and Mephisto's whiskey, Lake drank the wine in one gulp: "Have you received my gift?"

Mephisto said hoarsely: "He is a difficult gift."

Lake shrugged.

nonsense.

If the Vengeful Flame Soul was easy to deal with, how could he ask Victor to buy his brother-in-law a one-way ticket to Texas?

Let's say that.

If it is said that Reed Richards is rational and Johnny Stone is not, even if Reed becomes a cyborg, his sanity will not disappear. If he is rational, it means that he can make a living without showing up. He used tricks to kill him, but Johnny and Vengeance Flame Soul are both idiots, and because Johnny's appearance is obviously on an old man's desk, so...

Lake said with a smile: "The Vengeful Flame Soul has the potential to evolve into a high god in our universe. Once subdued, it's not bad to be a subordinate."

Mephisto didn't question: "That's true, and I've already figured out how to use it."

Lake raised his glass: "You're welcome, just treat it as a gift from a foreign land, by the way, I can ask, you won't bring back the person who gave the gift, right?"

Mephisto didn't speak but just stared at Lake blankly.

Lake smiled to himself and drank the wine in his glass.

Well, this is a stupid question, obviously, there is a reason why Mephisto only vacationed on this little broken ball. If it was another gift carrier, Mephisto might take that person with him He ate it, but the person carrying the gift was Johnny, who was very similar to the hero who saved the world. Naturally, Mephisto couldn't eat it.

Mephisto looked at Lake who drank all the wine in his glass, looked away, and watched the rugby game on TV: "I haven't completely taken out the presents yet, when all the presents are taken out, he will Wherever it comes from, it will go.”

"That's good."

Lake nodded, seeming to be very concerned. After a while, Lake looked at Mephisto with a smile on his face and said, "Old Mo, are you interested in negotiating a deal?"

"No."

"……why?"

Mephisto's pretentiously cloudy eyes rose slightly: "Someone told me that you are a cunning god, and Loki, the god of lies in Odin's court, is not as good at bewitching you."

"It's slander."

Lake raised his eyebrows: "It's still Chiguoguo, this is a blasphemy against a supreme god."

The expression on Mephisto's face did not change: "Outsider God, I also often deal with mortals, and your state is more like the one that mortals often say, being poked in the mind, caught Sore feet."

Lake laughed: "You are very interesting, Old Mo."

Hearing this old Mo's address, Mephisto always felt a little weird, as if he had heard it somewhere before: "You can call me Mephisto."

Lake shook his head and said, "Mephisto doesn't even care about it. I'm more easy-going, so I can make Old Mo look closer."

Mephisto: "And then get up and do it?"

Lake was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed three times again: "Old Mo, I like you more and more now, and now I want you to be the hell manager of my star dimension."

Yes.

Karl the Death Singer is the Great King of Hell in the Valoran universe, but he is not the Great King of Hell of the stars under Lake's command, which is why Lake and Karl just got together.

Same as a certain monkey.

One day, Lake stayed well in his old lair, Lissing, and then saw a flying pigeon fall in front of him with a plop.

Then...

Lake went down to the death dimension, found Carl, and after some education, let Carl sing a song to conquer the death management rights that took away his own stars casually.

Ok.

Sometimes, the cause of conflict is that simple.

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　On the first day of 2020, I miss you, do you miss me!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)