Marvel: Spear Bureau Technical Advisor

Because he was secretly stranded in the United States before, when he left, Xiangqian could only leave alone.After returning to the New York branch, he changed back to the face of the bodyguard of the American branch who replaced him and flew to Hong Kong Island through regular channels.

Why Hong Kong Island instead of Shanghai City?

What are you kidding?He beheaded and then stayed in the United States, causing Zheng Xian to call and scold him bloody, now he dares to go back immediately?

No matter what, I have to stay on Hong Kong Island for a few weeks to avoid the limelight.

In the waiting room, Xiangqian was thinking about the time to evacuate, when an old man wearing a top hat suddenly sat beside him, causing the playboy to roll his eyes.

"Mr. Mephisto, long time no see." Looking around, there was no one else besides Mephisto; the closest to him were other passengers sitting seven or eight rows away.

"Don't worry, James; no one's listening to us."

Qianqian snorted coldly, "I'm not worried about others hearing our conversation, what I'm worried about is that the security guard in the monitoring room sees me talking to myself and thinks I'm insane; I don't want to miss this flight."

Mephisto's human projection is a non-real existence; everyone on the scene can see him, but through the camera lens, there is nothing.Xiangqian believes that at this moment, there will only be himself on the screen in the airport monitoring room, and Mephisto will never be seen.

Americans have been extremely concerned about airport security since 911/[-]. If the security guards in the monitoring room think that Qiangqian is a mentally deranged person who is a potential threat, they may come to investigate face to face.

"I hope you can take the initiative to miss this flight." Mephisto said in a hoarse voice.

"Why? You want to drag this plane to hell." Xiang Xiang asked without looking up.

Mephisto sighed, leaning on his cane and kept nodding on the ground, seeming a little uneasy; "I'm in trouble, and I hope to get your help."

"Please allow me to refuse." Xiangqian still lowered his head, holding the free travel guide issued by the airport in his hand, as if reading it with relish.

"Please don't rush to refuse, mage of Karma Taj." Mephisto deliberately mentioned Qianqian's hidden identity, "My trouble is also a major crisis in the world, and you have the responsibility to solve it."

Qianqian sneered: "I can imagine it; but I can also be sure that this crisis is more threatening to you, otherwise, you would not admit that you are in trouble as soon as you meet. Only when you really need someone , Mr. Mephisto will be so sincere."

"I'm not just for myself."

"Haha, that's the funniest joke I've heard this century; Mr. Mephisto."

"Then just take it as a joke, and I can tell you the ins and outs in detail."

"Sorry, I have no interest or time to listen to your story. If you are really in a hurry, I recommend you a senior mage to help you solve your difficulties—Supreme mage Gu Yi."

Mephisto was helpless by the forward reluctance.

"Make an offer, James; what do you want? If I can get it."

Qianqian finally raised his head for the first time: "I want to know why death pays attention to me, can you answer my question?"

Mephisto was at a loss for words.

"God's will is not something we can guess." Hell Maharaja explained in a rare solemn tone.

Xiangqian sneered: "It's really rare, Mephisto also has such a trembling moment."

"That is our creator, the true master of the hell dimension." Mephisto said, "Everything about us, including life, can only be guaranteed with His permission."

"Do you really have life?" Qian Qiang's question came very abruptly, "If you are also life, then what is death?"

"What do you mean?"

Xiangqian continued in an inexplicable tone: "After death, all intelligent creatures with souls will resonate with the soul of the hell dimension; this is the law of the world's natural deduction. So the hell dimension exists relative to 'life'." die'."

"Then, you who were born in the 'dead land' from the very beginning—that is, hell creatures, what kind of concept do you exist under?" Xiang Qiang asked faintly.

Mephisto froze.

The forward question is actually similar to a metaphysical question in human philosophy: who am I?Countless talented people have racked their brains on this question and cannot understand it.This question is likewise the origin of most of the world's religions.

Well, when this question is put in front of a hell lord, the lethality in his heart is also huge.

Asking this question forward is not a lot of trouble, he is indeed a little puzzled-ever since he "dissected" the ancient Egyptian god Amit and talked to death, this question has been haunting his mind, and it has become another future source alongside the universe of the soul. Solve the riddle.

"I... never thought about it." Mephisto's answer sounded unbelievable. "It's strange that I never thought about this question before you asked it."

Xiangqian said in surprise, "You have been walking in the world since the ancient times of human civilization, and you have been in contact with wise men and philosophers since the ancient times, but you have never thought about it?"

"No!" Mephisto's face was blank, and then he gradually became terrified; not only did he start to mutter, but his expression began to be in a trance, and his figure became blurred.

It's like a TV screen experiencing signal interference.

Looking forward to seeing this scene, I was a little dissatisfied: "Hey, don't make any big noise here, if you don't understand anything, go home and think about it slowly."

For such a big man, in the waiting hall of the airport, he froze and stuttered like a frame, and he couldn't help but attract attention. Isn't this causing trouble for him?

Looking forward at the old devil who seemed to be in a mess of thinking, he made up his mind; if it really didn't work, he would point to the old man and say that the mutant's super powers were out of control.

An old mutant who can teleport is always easier to accept than an incarnation of the great devil.

Fortunately, Mephisto stabilized quickly.

"You have opened a dangerous door, Jaime Zion." Mephisto looked at the young mage Kama Taj with resentment.

Spreading his hands innocently forward: "If there is such a door, that door is there, but you never noticed it, and I pointed it out for you. By the way, what is behind that door? "

"I don't know;" Mephisto's voice became cold, "I only know that this question is very dangerous; but whenever I have the idea of ​​looking into it, I intuitively feel that I will encounter a great crisis."

"So what? You hell creatures won't really die." Qiangqian urged, "It's nothing more than returning to the melting pot of souls; but what you are facing is the truth that directly points to the origin of hell creatures. Maybe Mastering the truth is like mastering the real name, how can you master all hell creatures?"

In the records of Kama Taj, there is a widely circulated legend in the hell dimension: the real name of each hell creature contains the real power of the creature, and is also directly linked to its soul.

Once the real name of a hell creature is mastered by a powerful being, the life and death of this creature is almost completely controlled by others.

"Don't test me here, James Zion." Mephisto glanced forward coldly, "The real name of the hell creature does carry the real power in the soul, but it won't be judged by others just because of a name." Manipulated—even if the other party is the Lord of Hell."

"Oh..." Without the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, Qianqian calmly leaned back in the chair and continued to read the travel guide in his hand.

Mephisto smiled angrily: "Just stand by and watch, you will regret it when the world turns into hell."

As he said that, Mephisto's figure gradually disappeared; the people around him turned a blind eye, completely unaware that a hell lord had just come and left.

Qianqian heard the news on the radio that he was notified to board the flight he was taking, so he slowly packed his luggage and searched for the registration card; everything was like an ordinary passenger.

"Okay, I can allocate a part of the soul passage to the border of hell, and your little girlfriend will get great benefits." Mephisto's figure appeared again.

Qianqian didn't look up at all, and continued to organize his luggage. His voice was as thin as a mosquito: "This is not what I want, and Liana doesn't want to rely on her soul to increase her strength."

"Then what do you want?"

"Let me think about it." Qianqian finally "packed" his luggage, "First of all, if death comes against me again through the hands of hell creatures in the future, you must notify me as soon as possible."

In the battle at the border of hell, Qianqian was almost on the verge of death; if it weren't for the power of the Phoenix in the soul domain, and the teacher was protecting the law, it would not be so easy to escape.

"Impossible! No creature in the dimension of hell can resist the will of death. We cannot betray death." Mephisto argued.

"This won't work, and that won't work either; it seems that you don't have any valuable bargaining chips in your hands, and this business can't be negotiated." Xiang Qiang got up and was about to leave.

Mephisto said hurriedly: "Except for fighting death, I can agree to any conditions."

"Any conditions?"

"Yes, on any terms."

"No haggling?"

"Yes...cough...you might as well talk and listen first."

"Hehe" smiled forward: "I ask you to never enter the human world again—including projections and real power."

Mephisto's face became extremely ugly.The souls of intelligent creatures are the source of the growth of hell creatures. If they cannot enter the world to actively lure fallen souls, it means that Mephisto can only wait for the soul resonance of the earth people after death.

But this kind of soul after death should be divided among all the lords of hell. Although Mephisto, as the lord of hell, will definitely get a big share, but who doesn't like to make a small fuss?

Moreover, the quality of the fallen souls seduced by the devil is obviously much higher than the souls of normal death - the most obvious example is the covenant of St. Vaganza.

"I can agree to some of the conditions." Mephisto spoke again after careful consideration.

Ask forward: "What is a part?"

"I can no longer enter the world, but there must be a time limit—it cannot be forever." Mephisto said, "No hell lord will agree to such a condition."

"Hmph...then how long can you promise?" Qiangqian asked with a sneer, "Don't take three to five years to fool people, you don't even have time to take a nap."

Mephisto responded calmly: "Why don't you decide the time limit?"

"I'll say it?" Qianqian smiled maliciously, "I'm afraid you won't agree if I tell you."

"It's just a bargain; we are all reputable businessmen." Mephisto said himself.

"Then... tell me what happened to you first?" Xiangqian suddenly changed the topic.

Mephisto was stunned, and it took a long time before he reappeared the kind of gentle smile that is often used to deceive people: "You are indeed an excellent businessman, and you will never make a price easily before knowing the facts."

"There is no lack of your teachings, Mr. Mephisto."

Xiangqian, who was a fledgling at the beginning of the year, also suffered from Mephisto.

"It started with one of my assistants;" Mephisto began to narrate, "My territory is very large, and millions of dead souls come in every day; not just earthlings. You know, I prefer to send out clones to project I travel around in various worlds, so I need someone to help me manage the affairs of the territory."

"One of the assistants - Locke - he betrayed me." Mephisto said it calmly, as if he was not talking about a betrayed enemy, but just an unrelated passerby.

Following the narration of the hell lord, Qiangqian gradually understood the cause and effect of the matter.

A demon named Locke - though somewhat lower than Mephisto's class - has long been Mephisto's assistant in running the realm.

To describe it in the words of human society: this assistant discovered a loophole in the system during the day-to-day management work, so he took the opportunity to secretly recruit a group of high-quality souls.

More importantly, the devil Locke took the soul not simply to enrich himself, but had a bigger plan.

Locke used the power of these high-quality souls to shape a devil embryo.This kind of embryo is not common in the hell dimension. Implanting the embryo into a female hell creature can give birth to a devil that is quite advanced at birth.

Although the whole process is cumbersome and has a low chance of success, in the dimension of hell, some high-level devils will deliberately use this method to train some powerful subordinates.

But Locke's plan is not only that; he used the management authority to find an opportunity to let the clone carry the devil embryo to smuggle to the main material plane, and implant the soul embryo into the body of a human female.

The whole thing happened more than ten years ago, and Mephisto didn't realize it until Locke disappeared from the dimension of hell recently.

"It's not surprising, such things as betrayal happen every day in the hell dimension." After hearing this, Qiangqian was somewhat disapproving, "The only difference is this... Locke? The person he betrayed is a hell lord, so he is better than other hell creatures." have more courage.”

"Betrayal in hell never requires courage." Mephisto said quietly.

"That's right, what they need is wisdom." Xiang Qiang said, "betraying a hell lord can also make the hell lord feel like an enemy, and he has to subdue Kama Taj and ask for help; ordinary devils can't do that. arrive."