super saiyan in marvel world

Chapter 161 Ready
Rosario Hayes, Timothy Richter, and Sylvie Walters think today might be his lucky day, because a human has called him.

He wants to leave this hot and barren hell for a while, and rush to the heaven where delicious food smells everywhere.

It's been a long time since he's been in the real world, probably since he's been promoted to Arch Demon.

As a powerful demon under His Majesty the Demon King, Sylvie Walters' life in hell was not like those little demons, who were worried all day long, worrying about his own life.

But he still misses the days when he was raging on the earth. After all, the feeling of being surrounded by countless delicacies is really too good.

At the same time, the fear of human beings has the chaos of worship, which also allows him to satisfy his own desires.

After all, demons are born with chaotic alignment.

But since he became more and more powerful, the chances of traveling across space to the real world have become less and less.

Because of Kama Taj's magic, the more powerful the extraterrestrial creatures, the more they will be detected by Kama Taj. Once they appear on the earth, they will soon be beaten back or killed by them.

Thinking about her own life, Sylvie Walters has not responded to those human calls for a long time.

Last time His Majesty the Demon King moved the entire Hell Hotel to the human world, he didn't make it, and he won't miss it this time.

As for the supreme mage he had been afraid of before, hasn't he been replaced now?
A new rookie has nothing to be afraid of.

With longing for the real world and excitement for the upcoming happy life, Sylvie Walters rushed towards the opposite side before the transmission channel was completely stabilized.

Looking at the scene that was completely different from hell, and smelling the smell in the air that was completely different from hell, Sylvie Walters seemed to have seen a large piece of delicious food beckoning to him.

"humble mortal"

Sylvie Walters coughed, ready to show his strength to the humble mortal who summoned him.

In the past, as long as I just stood there, or howled, these ignorant mortals would be frightened and trembling.

However, the guy with the ugly hairstyle in front of him has strange eyes, as if he is looking at a turtle in a urn, a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and Sylvie Walters, who has already stepped into one leg, secretly thinks thought.

Eric and Strange didn't know the complicated inner activities of the demon in front of him. Seeing that the demon had appeared, Eric quickly winked at Strange, asking him to cut off the demon's back, and now he wanted to kill him. Pulled in from hell.

As long as the devil is trapped in this space, he is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, ready to be slaughtered.

As for whether it could be subdued, Eric and Strange didn't think about it at all.

Of the two of them, one can explode with the power of a heavenly father, and the other is a supreme mage. If they can't deal with a big demon, then they can just sleep.

Strange's sudden outburst caused Sylvie Walters' heart to sink violently, and a bad premonition arose.

He quickly wanted to pull out the leg that had already entered the 'heaven', and wanted to return to hell.But before he could make a move, a huge force came from his legs, his body lost his balance instantly, and he staggered and fell into the room.

Then, he saw the transmission channel behind him completely and quickly closed, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

Eric didn't give Sylvie Walters any time to react. When the passage was closed, he violently jumped up and greeted him with his fist the size of a sandbag.

The powerful force weighing a hundred tons, under the blessing of Qi, was like a heavy artillery shell directly hitting Sylvie Walters' face.

pain.
Burning pain.
Sylvie Walters felt as if her nasal bone had been broken, and a string of high-temperature scarlet blood scattered in the air and hit the ground, splashing bright blood-colored flowers.

Eric's sudden attack made Sylvie Walters a little confused.

Shouldn't he have envisioned the scene of mortals prostrating and collapsing to the ground in fright.

Now he was beaten, what's going on?

Eric would not stop to explain to the other party why he and others wanted to beat him, but rushed forward, bursting out with stronger force, and smashed towards the attacker Sylvie Walters.

One punch, two punches, three punches.
Under Eric's continuous heavy blows, Sylvie Walters didn't have any power to parry at all, and after a while, she remained motionless and fainted.

This is because the body was seriously injured, and the brain activated its self-protection mechanism, causing it to pass out.

"Okay." Eric took a deep breath, feeling very comfortable all over, and then, under Strange's gaze, took the towel in his hand, and wiped the blood splashed on his face indiscriminately. "What to do next?"

"Well, it's up to me next." Then, Strange took out a ceramic vessel, took a small bottle of devil's blood from the devil's wound, and then found a large pile of blood that Eric had never seen before. Add the bottles and jars of the processed materials to the container in a certain order, and stir with a glass rod from time to time.

Looking at this scene, Eric thought he was back in the chemistry experiment class in junior high school.

"Isn't this Karma Taj's magic?" Although it was a question, the tone was very certain.He has seen Kama Taj's magic, which has always borrowed the power of demon gods of various dimensions to issue various special effects. No matter how powerful it is, at least the special effects are in place.

Today, what Strange does is like a potions class taught by Harry Potter at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Mix various magic materials together to exert specific effects.

"Of course, this is not Karma Taj's magic, but from the Magic Academy in England. I found it very interesting, so I learned it." Strange carefully dropped a few drops of transparent magic into the container. liquid while answering Eric's questions.

"Oh." Eric didn't continue to ask Strange questions, but stood quietly watching.

In this case, it's better not to disturb Strange, he was afraid that it would be bad if Strange would be distracted by his own problems and make a mistake.

And he wasn't that curious, he just asked casually.

After about 10 minutes, Strange was done. He was holding a bottle of strange-smelling liquid, shaking it constantly. "Okay, ready, use this as paint, and fill in a few runes on your body, and it's done."

(End of this chapter)