The playwright in American manga

"Ding! You refused to be at the mercy of fate and launched a fight against your own destiny. You activated the fortune teller's professional talent: Fate Fight."

"Fate Fight: 100% resist the fate of failure for one second. In this second, you will succeed no matter what you do."

In the system information column that Huo Sen didn't check, these two messages popped up.

However, Huo Sen, who only sees enemies now, would not notice this change in his mind.

"Big gavel!"

Facing the sharp claws with magic flames, Huo Sen pressed his hands on the tree trunk behind him that required two people to surround him.

A huge mallet emerged from the tree trunk and suddenly hit the face of the menacing demon.

"puff!"

A mouthful of purple-black blood spurted out from the mouth of the two-horned demon, and a broken demon fang was thrown high into the air along with the blood.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom, boom!"

The demon that went away faster than it came turned into a meteor, hit the ground hard, bounced high, landed again, rolled and bounced, and hit the ground hard again.

"Pooh!"

After spitting fiercely with flaming spit, Mephisto stood up wastefully and touched his still sore cheek with his paw.

"Yes, this little strength is enough!"

There was madness in Mephisto's eyes. Today he just wanted to tear the kid across from him to pieces, or be torn apart by that kid!

He no longer wants to care about other things and can't care about them!

He needed to vent the frustration he had felt for the past two days!

Mephisto can afford to lose a mere clone!

"Come again!"

"Roar!"

The two-horned demon roared, his magic power soared, and dark magic flames wrapped around his back.

"Tear it!"

A pair of black bat wings emerged from the back of the two-horned demon and spread out on the demon's back.

This is the complete form of Mephisto's clone!

"Treat in fear, mortal!"

"call!"

The demon flapped its wings and disappeared directly.

"So fast!"

Huo Sen's eyes were dazzled, and his vision caught a black shadow flashing towards him. Without thinking, the big thief's body instinctively fell behind him and fell from the tree trunk.

"Crack!"

The demon's right claw penetrated deeply into the tree trunk, and the rising magic flame directly ignited the huge pine tree.

The sound of "cracking" flames sounded, and the fire spread directly to the entire body of the tree.

"Wind blows!"

"Cloudy!"

"Ray comes!"

"It's raining!"

Seeing that he was about to cause a mountain fire, Huo Sen, who had just landed, quickly threw out a set of combination magic. In the blink of an eye, the situation changed and the storm surged.

In just a few breaths, the pouring rain came.

"Huh, sure enough, a mage who understands common sense is a master of life."

Hossen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw heavy rain extinguishing the nascent wildfire.

His companions were still in the forest, and they couldn't let the fire start.

"You actually have such a nosy mind!"

A rough voice sounded above Hossen's head, and a huge shadow enveloped Hossen's entire body.

"not good!"

Huo Sen's expression changed drastically, and before he had time to respond, he felt severe pain coming from his body, and he flew out.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

Huo Sen was slapped away, and when he was still in the air, there was a sound of bones breaking from his body.

"Wow!"

Huo Sen's throat felt hot, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of hot blood.

"Magic Shield!"

Huo Sen endured the pain and dizziness and put on a magic shield on himself.

"Is this enough defense?"

The demon with wings spread appeared in front of Huosen's flying body, and he lifted his foot and fired a volley.

"Boom!"

Huo Sen, who was attacked again, hit the trunk of a big tree, slid down quickly against the trunk, and fell heavily into the dead leaves on the ground.

"Wow!"

The impact injured Huo Sen again, and he spit out another mouthful of blood.

The severe blood loss left him with tinnitus, nausea and dizziness.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Looking at Huo Sen, who had lost all mobility, Mephisto walked over with heavy steps and a happy mood.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, are you going to continue to be crazy? You stinky brat! If you obediently hand over your soul and beg me for mercy, I might be happy and let you live. What do you think?"

Huo Sen struggled to sit up with all his strength, leaning on the tree trunk, looking at the "two" demons in front of him with eyes that were double-imaged. He sneered and spoke intermittently.

"What...you are talking about...a joke. I...fight...with the determination...to...die. Please...for mercy? Are you...insulting...me...or...you?" Own?"

Huo Sen's eyes had lost focus, his ears were buzzing, and he felt that his eyelids were heavy, and a wave of sleepiness filled his heart.

"If you want to...do it...then...just...hurry up, I...want to...sleep..."

Huo Sen's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Looking at the furious Huo Sen, Mephisto didn't expect this kid to be so careless.

Although this kid has many tricks and strange methods, he is still a mortal in the end. He just received a claw from himself and he couldn't resist it.

Mephisto seemed a little disappointed, but he felt much more relaxed.

Haha, he is the avatar of the majestic Lord of Hell, a soul merchant who is famous in the supernatural world on earth. If he can't deal with a kid who has just entered the supernatural world, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud!

An elated Mephisto shed his demonic form and returned to his human form.

It's just that although his human form is full of energy, his appearance is a bit miserable.

His handmade tuxedo was stained with mud, the tall gentleman's hat on his head was dented, and his bow tie was missing.

Even a pair of originally black and shiny leather shoes on his feet had become gray and miserable.

"By the way, there's also my cane."

Mephisto remembered the cane held by Hossen, and quickly walked to Hossen's "body" under the tree. He bent down and reached out to grab the cane, trying to take out his own weapon.

"Huh? Why are you holding it so tight?"

Mephisto, who tugged on the cane but it didn't move, looked down at Huo Sen's hand holding the cane in confusion and felt something was wrong.

"Hawkes, Boxes. Change!"

Just when Mephisto felt something was wrong, a voice that calmly recited a spell sent chills all over his body!

He raised his head suddenly and met Huosen's unfocused but determined eyes.

Huo Sen, who was supposed to be "dead", actually deceived the Lord of Hell who was playing with his soul!

"boom!"

Mephisto felt as if his mind suddenly exploded, and his vision suddenly went blank.

When he tried to resist again, he found that he had lost all strength and could not move.

As Hossen finished reciting the spell, a strong white light surged from Hossen's body, shrouding Mephisto who was close at hand.

Then, after the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, the whole forest became dead silent.