Boss Invasion

The place where Mephitus landed was very interesting. It was surrounded by cemeteries, and all kinds of tombstones were scattered on the ground, crooked, damaged, and broken.

Coupled with the obvious signs of turning the tomb and the purple smoke in the air around it, people feel a sense of fear for no reason.

It's like the corpse in the tomb will jump out at any time.

Mephitus is an expert in the little terror created by this kind of atmosphere, so he naturally looks down upon it.

He just walked north through the cemetery and directly into the castle in the center of the island.

Unexpectedly, before taking two steps, a dull roar suddenly came from the graveyards in front of them. Then the ground loosened, and with a swishing sound, bandaged arms emerged from the graves one by one. stretched out.

With pale arms like forests, in this terrifying environment, ordinary people would definitely scream, turn around and run away.

But this little trick has no effect on Mephitus.

He watched coldly as the zombies crawled out bit by bit, posing in strange shapes and taking strange steps, gradually surrounding him.

"Hey Hey!"

The zombies let out weird laughter, and they rushed forward quickly, grabbing any place and opening their mouths to bite.

Mephitus said coldly, "Strange dead souls, you are so brave, you dare to attack your own monarch. Aren't you afraid that your soul will fall into hell forever and suffer the burning pain of hellfire?"

A burst of air burst out from his body, knocking the zombies away.

However, the moment they landed, they rushed up again with strange laughter.

Completely ignoring what the old man in front of me said.

A flash of anger flashed in Mephitus's eyes, and a ball of flame suddenly burst out from his hand.

He originally wanted to throw out the flames and burn a few zombies to death, but he didn't expect that the fire had just appeared, and the zombies retreated in panic as if they had seen a natural enemy.

Someone else yelled, "You bastard! How can you play with fire in the wild? What if you start a fire?"

"That's right, you don't follow the rules!"

Mephitus was slightly surprised.

"You can actually talk? It's strange, then why is there no smell of soul in the body?"

As he said that, the movement of his hand did not stop at all, and he directly smashed out the ball of fire in his hand.

The zombies were frightened and retreated hurriedly.

However, there were still a few unlucky ones who were hit by the flames. The flames fell down like they fell into a gasoline barrel, and instantly rose in intensity.

The intensity of the fire suddenly increased tenfold, and the unlucky zombies immediately turned into human torches, lighting up the surrounding area.

The zombies were so frightened that they kept running away, even abandoning the grave. They quickly ran into the terrifying forest not far away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

While running away, there were still zombies cursing unconvincedly.

"You old boy, you don't follow the rules when fighting! We won't play with you anymore, let the lady deal with you personally!"

Before he finished speaking, only Mephitus and a few piles of burned white ash were left in the entire cemetery.

Several groups of dark shadows wandered on the ground for a while and then dissipated on their own.

Mephitus looked at the shadows thoughtfully.

"Sure enough, there is no soul! Is the shadow controlling the corpse? A strange spell!"

With this discovery, Mephitus felt happy instantly.

He is the Lord of Hell, and what he needs is human souls.

Although human flesh and blood sacrifices will receive more or less feedback from him.

But he was just giving him a casual reward if he was in a good mood.

The region’s thirst for souls always comes first.

As long as someone other than his peers shows up, Mephitus is very tolerant.

"I see! Is this what happened?"

Mephitus played with his palms and kept looking at the entire terrifying three-masted ship through the eyes of hell, with an increasingly interested look in his eyes.

He had only heard of the magical power of manipulating shadows in legends.

The owner here is very fond of him, maybe he can pay a visit.

Before he could take action, a transparent ghost slowly appeared on the ground next to his feet.

White, with a round head and round body, and only simple facial features, he looks like a character in a cartoon.

Even Mephitus was stunned when he saw this thing.

"What is this?"

Although he has a long life and is closely connected with the human world, how close is he?Even the majestic king of hell cannot condescend to watch cartoons that only human children like.

And in his eyes, there was no such thing as a ghost.

As for the real soul, it is also not like this.

He was in a daze there, but the Negative Elf discovered the target immediately.

It flew to Mephitus without hesitation and passed directly through his body.

Mephitus was shocked, and he immediately performed a standard movement of frustrated forward bending. He cried bitterly and cried, "I deserve to die, I deserve to die! I shouldn't try to control the world, and I shouldn't let the evil spirit deceive me." Hellfire should not be used to create the Ghost Rider in this world!

Although my life is long, I have achieved nothing. Although my ideals are lofty, they have too many constraints.

As a hell monarch, I have failed so much that I really want to commit suicide and be reincarnated as a cockroach in the next life and live my life quietly! "

As soon as he finished speaking, he was shocked and jumped up immediately.

He waved his hands repeatedly, sending waves of energy rising into the sky, and smoke and dust rising everywhere.

He raised his hand and a flame shot towards the negative spirit.

However, the flames penetrated and had no effect at all.

Mephitus flashed, and when he reappeared, he had already retreated a hundred meters away.

He stared closely at the Negative Elf and asked, "What kind of creature is this? Why does it affect me?"

Although Mephitus has a long lifespan, he has always been dawdling in the Marvel Universe after all. The enemies he faced were nothing but magic, and there was no normal life at all.

After many years of fighting, there are victories and defeats, and there are also times when you run away in embarrassment.

However, it is simply impossible for someone to be met by an inexplicable creature and make him doubt his life, and even his thoughts are changed.

"What exactly is this?"

Seeing that the other party recovered quickly, the Negative Elf immediately rushed towards Mephitus again.

Mephitus disappeared in a flash.

The enemy's situation was unknown and they retreated temporarily.

In this regard, Mephitus is very decisive. The older you get in the world, the less courageous you become, so be careful and sail the boat for thousands of years.

How could the Lord of Hell not understand?

At this time, in the scary forest not far away, a little girl with smoky makeup and Gothic lolita clothes floated out, surrounded by several transparent negative souls.

She looked at it curiously and shook her head in disappointment.

"What a pity that he ran away! That old man is so interesting. I really want to catch him and make him into a new puppet!"

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