Despair, that was an expression that made Mephisto feel pleasant.

He liked to see this desperate look very much, because from this look, he could feel that he was powerful, his own power, and he was able to produce an unparalleled sense of accomplishment in his heart. It can be said that this has almost developed into a hobby for him. In the past few thousand years in the human world, he has played people to the extreme countless times, just to see such a look.

However, I don't know why, now, when he saw this look in Victor's eyes, his special feeling was not as strong as usual.

It's as if there's some unspeakable secret in it. It's as if everything is false. He didn't experience that pleasure at all, all he could experience was doubt.

I can't understand why it's like this, I can't understand why Victor's eyes are obviously desperate at this time, but they can't give him that feeling at all.

He didn't have time to think deeply, because at this time, a cold feeling had already passed from his heart.

It was the feeling of a heart piercing, a sharp blade being held by the man behind him, piercing his body with the quickest way possible. And this scene not only stunned Mephisto, but even the person who stabbed the sword froze.

Wesker didn't know what he was doing, and the only impression left in his mind was that he was still arguing with Victor about something, but before he could argue an outcome, the picture in his mind was completely cut off from reality. He didn't know what was happening, all he knew was that when he opened his eyes, he saw that he had plunged a sharp blade into Mephisto's chest. This made him shocked, and after being stunned for a moment, he quickly let go of his hand in astonishment, and at the same time desperately defended himself.

"Why is this happening? I don't know what's going on, sir. I don't know why I did it, it's not what I wanted to do. I, I'm being used, it's him ......"

As soon as he said this, Wesker was directly swept away by Mephisto with a slap.

Although he knew in his heart that the truth might be as he said, Mephisto was not to the extent that he could forgive him generously. In any case, it is an indisputable fact that Wesker assassinated him. This already constitutes betrayal, and for a betrayer, if you don't punish him and give him some forgiveness, it is simply a loss of his prestige as the lord of hell.

So, even though Wesker had begun to plead bitterly, Mephisto released billowing black smoke from his body, like a giant python, and swallowed him directly.

It is an evil creature made up of countless evil spirits, a terrifying force capable of devouring all life. Mephisto knew what a difficult thing Wesker's T-virus was, and maybe just leaving a small piece of tissue behind could bring such a guy back from the dead. So, he simply left him nothing, including every bone, every drop of blood.

His move was a neat and tidy way for Wesker, and it only took a few seconds from the beginning of the scream to the complete loss of movement. And with Wesker completely resolved, billowing black smoke returned to Mephisto's body. The black smoke lingered around him, devouring all the light around him, making his figure incomparably gloomy and terrifying, like a devil who chooses people to devour.

And at this time, Mephisto did have the intention of eating someone raw. He wasn't an idiot, he had understood from Wesker's previous explanations that it was all Victor's idea. So now, he has shifted his attention to Victor, who was still being tortured by him just now.

"Bitter meat trick? Using myself as that bait made me lose my guard against my surroundings. You're using this trick well. Whether it's calculating me or being ruthless to myself. It's all so amazing. But haven't you thought about changing to a more reliable way? At the very least, it's more reliable than this way! ”

His eyes glanced at the sharp blade that came out of his body. It had already pierced his heart directly, but there was not a single trace of blood flowing out, which in itself could explain a lot. And in the face of such a problem, Victor can only bear everything silently.

It was a gamble, a gamble that cost one's life. Whether it can be done or not depends entirely on Smith. Can this god-killing weapon provided by Zhou be effective? And now it seems like an unlikely thing. And this means that my life may have come to an end.

Not reconciled, that's for sure. After all, he also suffered a lot for this plan. And no matter what, he still has big ambitions that have not been realized. So he must be unwilling.

But what if you are unwilling? In this huge gamble, he could only choose one of the two. Although he chose the position of the winner, it does not mean that Mephisto, the loser, cannot do anything about him. Like now, in this situation where he is already determined to kill himself, he has no room to resist at all. Of course, begging for mercy may still have some life? But having achieved this level, is it necessary for him to beg for mercy again?

The answer, of course, is no. So he could only silently close his mouth, and use this way to make his death more dignified.

But right now, Mephisto didn't want to kill him right away, because he still had some things to figure out. Like, why did Victor do this. It was a question that made him very curious, and even said that this curiosity made him start to have a kind of unpleasant thoughts.

"I've always thought you're a smart guy, Victor. I have never trusted you, but I trust your judgment. You should know what will happen to betraying me. So, you won't choose to do this without a strong enough power to sustain the price of betraying me. I thought you could tell pretty well what it was that would sustain betrayal. But now it seems that there must be something wrong with your vision! ”

At this point, his voice suddenly became louder. Even the figure with him began to rise infinitely. This sets off him more and more terrifying, and it becomes more and more real.

"Tell me, what made you make such a stupid decision. What makes you dare to do this to your master, the great Lord of Hell, Mephisto, the oldest of the devils! Do you have to let me rip out your brain so you can tell me this answer in a different way? ”

At this moment, Mephisto's image has completely lost the appearance of a person. He became terrifying, huge and oppressive. This is fully in line with his identity, the ancient king of the devil. And in the face of him, who had completely revealed his true body, the corners of Victor's mouth immediately began to tremble slightly.

At this time, he really had a plan to give in, after all, he had always done this. However, I don't know if it's because of intuition or something. After trembling slightly, he calmed down, and then closed his eyes directly.

Mephisto was surprised by this reaction, and then couldn't help but feel angry. Victor's way of resisting him with such disregard really hit him in the sore spot. He didn't allow a bug-like being to have such an attitude towards him, so immediately, he was angry and wanted to kill Victor.

He raised his hand, causing the billowing black smoke behind him to surge again. And just as he was about to swing his palm down, an indescribable stinging pain suddenly came out of his heart.

This painful sensation is not only applied to the body, but also to the soul. The pain that seemed to be burning on fire made his whole body begin to stiffen. At this time, he could only reluctantly lower his head and shift his gaze to the source of his pain. And when he looked at it like this, he immediately discovered a fact that he couldn't believe.

The blade, which he had previously overlooked, was now showing extraordinary power in his body. I don't know what kind of stimulation the bronze sword body was exposed to, and the whole ground cracked apart from it. Countless patinas were peeled off, directly revealing the somewhat dazzling golden divine light inside the sword body.

And on the body of the sword, which radiated golden light and was as transparent as glass, the crimson words began to twist like living creatures.

They burrowed deep into Mephisto's flesh, and their magical power stopped Mephisto from doing anything, making it impossible for him to even move a finger. And as the words seeped into his body one by one, Mephisto immediately had the feeling that his whole person seemed to be stripped away.

His power, his soul and his body, everything seemed to have been severed by an invisible blade, making it impossible for him to touch each other. And this immediately gave him a bad feeling. He wanted to run away, he wanted to question, but just like before, he couldn't do anything.

The only thing he could feel was that his life and spirit were being consumed and obliterated little by little. At the same time, the hell he controlled was completely beyond his control, and the whole world emerged.

Countless undead have appeared almost beyond his control on the fallen land. Not only the Japanese undead who have been taken into his own hell, but also the evil spirits and demons he has collected over the countless years he has been operating in the human world.

These things are naked to the world at this moment, and this is what some people want to see.

Now that all the puzzle pieces are collected, the final plan can finally begin!