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When did Gu Yi abdicate?

He didn't even get the message!

"To a certain extent, I am indeed the supreme mage."

Luke shrugged and said lightly.

It seems that with the approval of Emperor Weishan, all parallel universes can communicate with each other.

He just called out the names of Oshutu, Hoggs, and Agomuda, and he got a quick response.

The supreme sorcerer of this universe is naturally Ancient One.

But in Universe 91, Luke named the universe that participated in the Supreme Mage Battle as "No. 91"

He is also a supreme mage appointed by Emperor Weishan.

"What did you say?"

Luke stood up and looked directly at Mephisto, who was showing the devil's body.

"Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the old devil quickly suppressed his anger and smiled, "Mr. Mage, let's sit down and talk slowly. It's not good to fight and kill. That's something only barbarians would do."

The body of the devil gradually shrunk and turned into a human again.

The gushing flames of hell also changed into a red suit again.

"Oh, Your Excellency Mephisto, you didn't have this attitude just now."

Luke said calmly with a blank face.

He is not the kind of good-tempered person who can be easily fooled by just saying a few nice words.

If you want to swallow the cruel words that you uttered, how can you do it without paying some price!

"Ah, it's just because I lost the game, I lost my composure for a while, please don't take it to heart."

Mephisto lowered his stance skillfully. Anyway, it was not the first time he had subdued the Supreme Mage.

The dignity and reputation of a hell lord are of course very important.

It is more important to protect yourself!

Not every big devil can be tested repeatedly in front of the supreme mage and die in various ways, and still live well.

Mephisto has been jumping around for so long, but he has not been killed, all because he is fast enough.

Moreover, there is no rule in hell that puts face above everything else.

Can survive, that is a powerful character.

If he can live for a long time, he is the real boss.

In the cognition of hell creatures, being powerful for a while is useless.

Long-term existence is the meaning.

"Your Excellency Mephisto, I am not a narrow-minded, immeasurable, and very vengeful person."

Seeing that the old devil's attitude was extremely good, Luke couldn't be too pushy, so he had to change the subject.

"It's just that I have a friend who entered your hell hotel and never came out again."

The corner of Mephisto's eyes twitched, realizing that the other party didn't seem to want to let him go.

He clenched the crystal ball containing the soul tightly in his hand, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

Are you really not paying attention to the Lord of Hell?

Is the Supreme Mage amazing?

Can he be arrogant with the support of Emperor Weishan?

These three consecutive questions echoed in Mephisto's heart.

Then, with a gloomy face, he gave the answer.

The other party is indeed qualified to ignore the Lord of Hell.

The Supreme Master is really amazing.

With the support of Emperor Weishan, he can really be arrogant.

Mephisto glanced at the circles of pure white light rippling from the back of Luke's head.

Silently put away the inner dissatisfaction and put on a smiling face.

"Mr. Master, that friend of yours, what's his name?"

Can this be tolerated?

Luke was a little surprised.

He thought that Mephisto would get angry, then turn his face and fight with himself.

Unexpectedly, when the old devil was weak, his ability to swallow his breath was first-rate.

"Howard Stark."

Luke said the name.

"Uh, I seem to have heard of it somewhere."

Mephisto frowned slightly, then remembered a hideous human.

"That bastard who harassed the casino dealer is your friend?"

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Harassing casino dealers?

Luke raised his eyebrows, but he wasn't surprised.

In his impression, it is indeed possible for Howard to do this kind of behavior.

First, he said a few words of teasing, and then put on a confident expression of "I'm so funny, handsome and charming, don't you want to have sex together".

The reason why such tricks can be all-round is because his name is Howard Stark.

Wealth and status can endow a man with a deeper level of charm.

For example, when Howard held a bunch of luxury car keys and talked about Stark Industries' tens of billions of orders.

At this time, his attractiveness to most women will increase exponentially.

"Stark Industries, arms tycoon, these names are of no use in hell."

Luke shook his head and smiled, guessing that Howard should have hit a wall.

In hell and heaven, there is never a shortage of various historical celebrities and high-level elites.

The bosses of the two camps like to "collect" this kind of soul.

For example, Beelzebub and Mephisto in hell once fought for the soul of the mustache head of state.

When a certain celebrity dies in later generations, the popular saying is that God wanted to do something, so he took him away.

Under the world view of the Marvel Universe, it is not considered nonsense.

"Your Excellency Mephisto, can you show me face and forgive Howard for his unreasonable behavior?"

Luke looked at the old devil whose attitude had reversed 180 degrees. He was here for Howard.

It was originally to take the other party out to gather folk songs, and prepare for Captain America's bachelor party by the way.

Who would have thought that they would meet Mephisto who left hell and came to the world to start a business.

"no problem."

The old devil readily agreed.

If a human soul could send away this Supreme Mage who didn't know where he came from, then he would definitely be happy, and he would agree with it.

"Then I will replace Howard, and thank you Mephisto for your generosity."

Luke's eyes flickered, and he kept smiling.

He said good things with his mouth, but he had other plans in his heart.

In addition to Howard, there are so many soul chips in the Hell Hotel, which is also very attractive.

"As a superman and a positive person, I can't just sit back and watch Mephisto harvest souls and destroy lives! I have to stop it!"

Luke thought silently.

As if feeling the blessing of this belief, he suddenly became upright, and his eyes shone with awe-inspiring light.

The sudden change made the old devil sitting across from him feel a "thud" in his heart.

Why do you feel the momentum is different?

Mephisto didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't dare to ask anything.

The two miserable failures in the devil's career have proved that going against the Supreme Mage will most likely not end well.

"Mr. Mage, I'll take you to the vault, where your friend should stay."

Mephisto walked ahead, quickening his pace.

He just wanted to send the other party thousands of miles away quickly, so as not to disturb his business.

"When did such a young Supreme Mage appear on Earth?"

The old devil thought as he led the way.

The opponent's familiar aura of Weishandi's power is absolutely impossible to fake.

Coupled with the blessing of pure white light, this is the treatment that can only be obtained by the supreme mage.

The authenticity of the identity is beyond doubt!

"Does Mephisto want to lead me into some trap?"

When the old devil guessed Luke's identity, the latter was also suspicious.

Usually, the better a devil treats you.

Like a nanny, she is ready for everything.

Then you should be vigilant, and be careful that the other party digs a deep hole, waiting for you to step into it.

"arrive."

Passing through the corridor outside the casino and taking the elevator all the way down, Mephisto took Luke to the vault of the Hell Hotel.

He took out a bunch of keys in a dignified manner, raised his hand and waved back the big and round demon security guard, and opened three thick and solid alloy doors.

"What's the use of doing this?"

Luke narrowed his eyes. A hell lord like Mephisto actually set up a complete human security system in his hotel.

The style of painting is very inconsistent!

"Do as the Romans do, Mr. Master, please."

Mephisto opened the last door of the vault, and a dazzling golden light filled his sight, almost blinding Luke's eyes.

I saw pieces of "golden bricks" neatly stacked, illuminating the huge vault.

"In just a few days, Mephisto harvested so many leeks?"

Luke was a little surprised.

In his "all-seeing eye", those gold bricks are strips of twisted souls, all of which are branded with hell.

"Howard Stark, please wait a moment and let me find it."

Mephisto paced slowly, holding the crystal ball in his palm, as if searching for the personal information of every soul.

Not long after, his eyes fixed on a "golden brick".

"It's him."

Picking up the gold brick, Mephisto handed it to Luke respectfully.