Baker couldn't help but smile as he looked at the piece of paper that Mephisto pulled out.

"You don't believe me?"

"Do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it, but you don't dare."

"I don't believe it either, but you dare."

“……”

Baker looked at Mephisto, who was speaking more cowardly words in the most majestic and domineering appearance, laughed twice, and then took the contract to take over Mephisto, and after a cursory glance, he directly wrote his name.

Mephisto in front of him reminded: "Real name! ”

Baker glanced up at Mephisto, wrote his name on it, and then handed it to Mephisto when he was done.

Make a deal with the devil, even if it is written in black and white, you may fall into the trap of the devil.

Take a look at Johnny ......

Even the black and white words were called miserable by Mephisto's pit.

But Baker isn't Johnny, and to put it simply, what if there is a text trap on the contract?

Johnny doesn't have the ability to tear up contracts, Baker does.

And......

What if it's a contract without a trap, for a rabbit, the contract he didn't sign is the toilet paper in the thatched house, but unfortunately, Baker is a Westerner in this life, so even if it is a signed contract, as long as it is not good for him, Baker wants to tear up the contract without any psychological burden.

Mephisto understands this, too.

But after retrieving the contract, Mephisto still felt a little more settled down when he looked at the handwriting on the contract.

Being a demon is actually the same as being a human, you always have to have some expectations for the future, and Mephisto can only hope that Baker's creditworthiness can be stronger.

Again, that's the same sentence.

It's a pity that Barbara Morse isn't here, or she'd told Mephisto not to get hope up on Baker's credit.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment!

Soon.

Mephisto put away the contract and looked at Baker: "Happy cooperation!" ”

Baker smiled: "Happy cooperation!" ”

Mephisto took out a living planet as a temporary planet for angels, but was able to become a true monarch of hell.

Baker loses a favor and can clear the portal for their race, and then get Angel Queen Angel's sword.

This deal, only counting Baker and Mephisto, Mephisto is actually made by blood.

One word.

In addition to the life of the Hellboy, Angel's sword or the future kingdom of heaven were not given to him by Baker.

So......

Baker felt like he was a loser.

An hour later, Baker took Andy back to London from the Dimension of Hell.

Rise.

Another three days have passed, and today is the 5th of June.

It's just that......

There seems to be something wrong with the place where it came out.

Baker frowned as he looked at the few people who appeared in front of him.

Professor Bloom the Undead.

Asian Major Ben Demio.

Psychic Alice Monaghan.

And also......

Barbara Morse.

"Baker?"

Barbara looked at Baker and Andy, who appeared in front of her after a flash of black light, and walked over directly: "The Hellboy has signed the contract. ”

Baker came back to his senses: "I know. ”

"Then you ......"

"The passage is right here, passing by, passing by."

"Passage?"

Baker smiled and said, "Just came up from the hell side, and the passage over there happened to be opened......"

The words are not finished yet.

Bang.

A figure fell directly from the ceiling of the basement, smashing the conference table in front of several people.

Hellboy.

Baker looked at Barbara, "Look, this is also a coming back from dimensional space. ”

said.

The Baron of Hell, who made a mistake in the landing and threw himself directly into the street, stumbled up and said, "Panduoshan, the Blood Queen is in Panduoshan, we are running out of time." ”

In Pandora, because of Vivien, the Queen of Blood, witches were taken to Pandora, where their tongues were cut out and fed to maggots, and their limbs were cut off and buried alive there.

Pandoshan?

There is also a name called Witch's Mountain.

That same evening.

Quint fighters set sail from London to the Pando Mountains in the middle of England.

Asian-American Major Ben Demio flies in a helicopter with psychic Alice Monaghan and Hellboy.

Barbara didn't go.

Because Baker didn't go.

A fancy restaurant in London.

Baker ate the beef on the plate in front of him, wiped his mouth, and then said to Barbara, who was sitting opposite, "You say, did I make a profit or a loss?" ”

Barbara was confused.

Baker said: "You see, we went to Baba Jaga's hut and went for a few hours, but it was outside for three days, and then I went to Hell again, and an hour went for three days, and personally, I went for four hours at most, but from Earth, I disappeared for six whole days, so, did I make a profit, or did I lose it?" ”

Four hours?

Six days?

Barbara thought for a moment, then looked directly at Baker: "I don't dare to be interested in this, I'm interested in what you're doing in hell." ”

Baker sliced the beef on his plate: "Find Mephisto to work with." ”

"Cooperation?"

"Hmm."

Barbara's mind raced, and as if she had thought of something, she looked up at Baker, "You're using me?" ”

It's obvious.

It is unlikely that Baker will go to hell to find Marduk, so there is only one option left for Mephisto.

Find Mephisto for what.

No doubt.

Baker listened to Barbara's words with a suspicious expression: "Take advantage of you? No, no, no, actually, you want a chance, I'll give you a chance. ”

"What?"

"The camps are different, so, sometimes, although what you do is a little conflicting with what I want to do, I can understand it, so, Aegis wants to protect the hellboy, then I will give you a step, and when the time comes, you can say that you have been used by me."

"So, I want to thank you?"

"No thanks."

"You lied to me again."

"I didn't!"

Baker told Barbara about the origin of the angel's blood, and then looked at the expression on Barbara's face and smiled slightly: "I thought the angel's blood was the half-angel soul of that half-blood, and the angel blood you thought was just the so-called blood, so, I don't think I deceived you, did I?" ”

Barbara laughed twice.

The next second.

Barbara put down the knife and fork in her hand: "Don't eat it." ”

Baker looked at Barbara, who had an expression on her face, and said, "Actually, I think it's a good thing. ”

"A good thing?"

"Of course."

Baker said to Barbara: "If I don't care about you, I don't need to go around such a big game, just to expose the true face of the Hell Baron, and then kill it, if it weren't for you, Hell Baron, I would have killed it in the first place, so ...... Yes, there's no denying that you have a little bit of a place in my heart. ”

Barbara: "......"

This statement is half-true.

It's true.

Despite Baker's denials, it's clear that Barbara Morse has a place in his heart.

If Barbara didn't have any status, she wouldn't have been able to stay in an apartment at 820 Fifth Avenue.

As for the fake?

Let's put it this way, Earth is a playground for Baker.

Before he was promoted to the extraordinary, Baker played in the playground, just like the children who entered the playground for the first time, he liked to take turns of one project and see everything in a novelty.

But after being promoted from ordinary to extraordinary, Baker is still in this playground, the difference is that the novelty is gone, although there are still many items in the playground, but after all, he needs to rest for a while when he is tired of playing.

To put it simply.

In his ordinary days, Baker thought that Earth was nothing more than a passer-by, but after being promoted to the Transcendent, Earth was adjusted from the position of a passer-by to the level of a halfway stop.

Home is a harbor.

The rest stop is also a harbor.

The universe was so big, he wanted to see it.

Naturally, since Aegis thought they would be able to keep Barbara Morse under control, what about giving them such an illusion?

He is unwilling to destroy the earth, at least, the subjective will does not have such thoughts, since the policy of Aegis is to not interfere with the river water, then it is good, Baker is too lazy to involve too much energy in these things.

Of course.

Illusions can be given, but you have to pay attention to the scale, and one of the things that humans like the most, or the favorite thing of Westerners, is to like to offend the foot.

If it is too easy, they will not be satisfied, just like some things, you think he will give money, you get married, and then you know that he is going to prostitute for nothing, and you are going to admit it, and then you find out that he wants to rape and kill, and by that time, it will be too late.

So......

Barbara was silent.

Two hours later.

Hotel room.

Barbara rolled over, looked at Baker condescendingly, and suddenly stopped moving: "Do you really care about me?" ”

Baker was taken aback for a while: "Is it appropriate to talk about this matter?" ”

"Why not?"

"Well, yes."

"Thank you."

“……”

The next day.

Morning.

Hotel restaurant.

Baker held his first bourbon of the morning and was speechless as he thought about the scene last night when Barbara smiled and said thank you after hearing him say he cared about her.

I said I care about you.

You say thank you.

What is this?

Baker felt that he was being taken advantage of, and this feeling was as if a boy confessed to a girl, and the boy said I like you, but the girl didn't answer and said thank you.

Wow.

This sentence is full of tea taste.

"No."

'I was the first to score.'

Baker muttered to himself that a friend of his had once said that there are attacks and losses in a relationship, but more of a transaction.

To put it simply.

I said I care about you, and the correct answer should be Me Too, not Thanks.

It's the same as a ball game, it's Baker and Barbara who kick the ball, and the current state is that Baker is scored one goal by Barbara, and Baker hasn't scored a goal so far.

It's not okay.

This point must be snatched back.

Baker raised his eyebrows, thinking in his heart how to get an answer from Barbara's mouth, "I also care about you".

What the?

Intentionally, not sincerely?

That's better.

If it's sincere, frankly, Baker still feels a little troublesome, because if it's sincere, there's no doubt that the next thing is that I like you, and then it becomes I love you.

And after that?

Baker seems to be able to see the ending of less than half a year after the two got married.

A girl in love and a woman after marriage, although they look like the same person on the outside, but, believe me, they are not.

Girls in love don't care if you smoke and drink.

But a married woman may be able to hold on for a month without talking about you, and more than a month, and then you try to smoke and drink again?

What if she gets married in the future, Barbara exposes her true nature, lets him put away his murderous intentions, and becomes a rich man with peace of mind?

When the time comes, or not?

This was never a problem for Baker, at most, it was just a shake or two for Baker's hand to carry the knife.

But.

Before Baker could figure out how to design Barbara to say to him, "I care about you too," the Supreme Dragon Ring on the middle finger of Baker's right hand flickered.

Baker raised an eyebrow.

The next second.

Baker's endless energy hooked up with the Supreme Dragon Ring, as if it could break through the void, causing his gaze to fall into a cave.

In order to save Alice Monaghan, a psychic who had been poisoned by the plague, the Hellboy found Merlin, the wise man, who had been cursed and sealed away by Marduk, in the cave leading to the center of the world at Blacktip Point.

The sarcophagus opens.

The first thing Merlin the Corrupt Wise Man said when he saw the Baron of Hell standing next to the tomb after the seal was lifted, "Have you finally come to collect my soul?" ”

After all, the Hellboy is Marduk's son, and although his appearance is not 100% similar to Marduk, in the blur, the wise Merlin still vaguely saw Marduk's shadow on the face of the Hellboy.

"That's not my business." The Hellboy directly reached out and pulled the somewhat sluggish wise Merlin up from the tomb: "Hurry up, my friend has been poisoned." ”

When the right hand of the Hellboy just touched the shoulder of the wise Merlin, the wise Merlin's face changed inadvertently.

The breath of King Arthur's blood.

Baker's dark energy is now ready to move, although he can suppress the angelic blood in the body of the hell boy anytime and anywhere, but now the time has not yet come, naturally, the wise Merlin can detect it.

Merlin the Wise couldn't help but glance at the Hellboy a few more times.

Soon.

Merlin the Wise saw Alice and recognized the wound on Alice's neck.

"I've seen this, it's Vivien's trick."

Merlin the Wise warned as he groped Alice's wounds: "Vivien is resurrected, you must not underestimate her, she is the embodiment of the devil, if we hurry, we still have a chance, but you must swear to me in return, no matter what method you use, no matter what the cost, you must swear to destroy Vivien." ”

The Hellboy muttered, "I'm sure I'll be able to guarantee that." ”

In the dimension of hell.

Somewhere.

In a palace built by giants, a huge horned demon whispered, "Hurry, hurry, use the last of your life to bring him the sword in the stone, I promise, you will have a private room in hell." ”

That's when it happened.

A giant demon appeared: "Lord, Mephisto has revealed his evil heart towards us. ”

Marduk: "......"