"That's ......"

Mephisto looked up, his red, amber-like pupils hollow, and what had already happened in extraterrestrial space was reflected in his sockets like an afterimage.

"The Ancient One—"

Sharp teeth collided up and down, making a metallic clashing sound, and the Lord of Hell let out a low roar, the expression on his face cloudy.

Although later than Heimdall, what happened to the ancient one still did not hide Mephisto's detection.

For him, who hates each other deeply, if he doesn't seize the opportunity to fall into the well, then he is not the treacherous and cunning demon in the legend.

It's just that......

"Bang-"

The bat's wings behind him swung with a blood-colored arc of light, which collided with the tomahawk that was thrown at him, making a muffled sound that burst the air.

Looking at a certain Olaf who reached out to take the twin axes that were rolled back upside down, causing the arrogance on his body to be extinguished, Mephisto had no sense of joy to gain the upper hand, and the expression on his face became more and more ugly.

He really wanted to take revenge on the "Supreme Mage" who caused him to fall into such a field, but if he didn't deal with this group of barbarians who only had battle in their minds, it would be difficult for him to get out of it under the lock of the power of fate.

"Olaf, stop and let's talk. ”

Dodging the swooping slash, Mephisto's voice ringing clearly in the ears of every Olaf.

However, the "berserkers" who were busy fighting still went their own way, and no one paid any attention to the verbosity of the Lord of Hell.

Anger piled up in his chest, making Mephisto suspect that his next breath would erupt with fire.

However, now is not the time to get angry, he is more willing to appreciate the desperate eyes of the ancient one than to clean up this group of hob-like characters.

"The Ancient One, you know, is the human mage who banished you here with space magic. ”

"She's getting better now, don't you want to fight her?"

"It's close, it's in the Outlands, come with me, you will enjoy an unbeatable battle!"

While fighting with Olaf around him from time to time, Mephisto made demagoguery.

The Olaf men looked at each other in the scuffle, and then broke away from the battle in tacit understanding, surrounding the still chattering Lord of Hell in the middle.

"Trust me, you've made the right choice of your life!"

The corners of Mephisto's mouth rose slightly, and each successful instigation would bring him great pleasure.

Especially this time, he was toyed with between his lips and teeth, or the group of "berserkers" who did not enter the oil and salt.

Wait, Mephisto's smile froze on his face, and the other party's performance was not so much like a temporary truce with him, but more like ...... The original siege?

As soon as they made a judgment, the Olafs, armed with twin axes, flew in.

No one wanted to pay attention to the enemy's verbosity, but the intention to break away from the battle in their tone was immediately noticed by them with a keen sense of battle.

Want to escape?

Have you asked me about the axe blade?

As for what he said, the scrappy and enthusiastic "berserker" had time to listen.

“......”

For the first time in his long career, Mephisto wanted to swear like that.

The shame of being teased and ignored made the Helllord's cheeks swell with pain, and even if he didn't feel it, he could hear Heimdall's smug laughter as if he had stolen a dead rat.

"Very good, you ......"

It was another overwhelming "counter-current throw", which suffocated Mephisto's cruel words back into his throat.

Without saying anything more, the Lord of Hell began to stir up the power he had suppressed in his scorching blood, and as this power emerged, his form became more and more hideous, and a cloud of gray flames burned outside his scales.

"Roar—"

The roar of the roar caused the Olaf besieging him to retreat a few steps, and Mephisto, whose image had changed drastically, glanced around at the surrounding enemies, and instead of weighing the pros and cons and interspersing the flaws as before, he went straight to the front, recklessly with the cruelty and determination of killing the enemy.

......

"Little host, we ......"

The tan monster took a few steps forward, as if to remind him of something.

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the young man who turned around: "What do you call me?"

"Uh......"

The sudden questioning made the monster stunned, and his curved pupils appeared in doubt for a moment, but he quickly reacted, his half-bowed waist lowered and became more humble, and he hurriedly changed his words: "Master!"

The young man with a gloomy face did not speak, but stared intently at the subordinate in front of him.

It took a long time for the blood in his eyes to disappear, and he turned his head to focus on the battlefield in the distance.

The feeling of oppression was gone, and the monster with brown scale armor slowly got up, cautiously glanced at its owner with his back to him, and retreated into the distance, not daring to say more.

The men wanted to remind themselves of something, and of course the Witch Demon knew.

His father, who had always referred to himself as a wise man, was obviously angry when he became as crazy as he was now, like a wild beast.

According to normal logic, he should rush up and fight side by side with his father without waiting for the servant's reminder, but the scene of father's kindness and filial piety will not appear in the bloody and decaying hell.

The only son of the Lord of Hell, the successor of the Demon King, and the little master of thousands of monsters and evil monsters.

This kind of identity is not much better than the reckless man who made the hammer in the Asgard Palace, and the only regret is that his father has an endless lifespan, and because of the identity of the Lord of Hell, he will basically not fall before the collapse of hell.

Waiting for a successor can't survive the incumbent?

It sounds ridiculous, but it's a reality that the Witch Demon has to face.

He wants to become the Demon King, but there is certainly no hope of staying in hell and waiting for the order, and only by getting out of Mephisto's sight can he have the possibility of overthrowing his father's dominance.

"The ...... of the Pact of St. Van Gonza"

With the news he had heard by chance, the Witch Demon glanced at the battlefield not far away again.

His father has no time to take care of himself because of the involvement of strong enemies, and Gu Yi, the "Supreme Mage" who guards the earth, also seems to have encountered some problems, this is the best time to act, but it is just ...... Could it be too early?

Thinking of his preparations, the Witchheart Demon fell into deep thought.

As a creature of hell and the successor to the Demon King Mephisto, the Witchheart inherited his father's formidable ambition, cunning, and corrupting nature.

He also derives satisfaction from the process of seducing souls into depravity and a powerful boost equal to the strength of the target.

Knowing that his current strength was not enough, the Witchheart had already chosen the target of his resources when he decided to rebel - the prince who was ostracized in Asgard and could only rely on pranks to annoy people to attract attention, Loki Odinson, or rather, Loki Lauferson.

That's right, he is the child of the Frost Giant, just the adopted son of the Lord of Asgard, and does not belong to the Aesir Protoss himself.

It's a very interesting repertoire, if it weren't for the one-eyed dragon who sealed the truth with his powerful strength, anyone who mentioned it would have been burned by the flames of the law, and I am afraid that before the witchheart demon himself could find a loophole, Mephisto would have quietly sent this truth to Loki's ears, and happily enjoyed the beautiful picture of their father and son and brother killing each other.

"A natural king?"

A sneer appeared on the corner of the witch heart demon's mouth, this kind of stupid thing would be believed by the brainless Thor and the brainwashed Loki, who had been the successor for tens of thousands of years, and his reaction when he heard this kind of words was only disdain.

Thankfully, Odin gave Loki hope of becoming king.

Witchheart, who is not a fledgling when it comes to seducing souls, believes that Loki, who grew up neglected and despised but doesn't understand what annoys him, will definitely see becoming the "King of Asgard" as his only goal to gain the approval of others and his father.

But alas, he will never sit on that throne.

Even Hela, who was sealed after being used by Odin, was more likely than him, at least she had the divine blood from Odin in her body.

At the mention of Hela, fear and yearning flashed across Witchheart's face.

It was indeed a desperately powerful being, and Odin might be able to match her in strength, but there was absolutely no way to bring unparalleled intimidation and oppression to anyone who dared to stand against her.

In the era when the "Goddess of Death" coerced the Nine Realms, even his father, Mephisto, the lord of hell, had to owe his life for it, and openly respected the laws of the Asgard Palace.

Odin was afraid and finally sealed her with the power of the bloodline.

This is the only time that the Lord of Asgard has expressed his cowardice and fear, he can't help but be afraid, at the time when Hela's strength and prestige were at their peak, she did have the possibility of overthrowing her father and crowning herself as the Lord of Asgard.

This is what the Witchheart Demon yearns for: holding his father by the neck and lifting him high, crushing him into a bloody foam to the cheers of thousands of monsters and monsters, smearing his chest into a power-supplying magic pattern, in order to declare himself to the multiverse as the new Lord of Hell.

"It's time to leave ......"

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, the Witch Heart Demon made a decision.

Hela's plight reminds him that if he does not leave his father's sight, even if he completes the depraved work of the "god of lies and mischief", the benefits will only lead to his destruction.

Mephisto wasn't unaware of his ambitions, but he had always treated them as a joke, which is why he had survived so far, at least he thought so.

The Witch Demon didn't believe that his father would do nothing when he noticed this, and watched him become the new Demon King who had the power to seize his power.

Finally, looking up at the blood-red sky, the witch heart demon's gaze seemed to focus on the future Asgard.

He believed that Loki would not be inactive during Thor's coronation ceremony, and he knew that what the other party was pursuing was only a fruitless bubble, but he would not interfere in it anymore.

The original idea was to let Loki's affairs draw the wrath of Asgard and come to trouble Mephisto so that he could seize the opportunity to escape from hell.

But now, the perfect time to leave has arrived, and there really is no need for him to take any more risks.

As for the opportunity to gain power...... Presumably, the "Covenant of St. Van Gonza" will not let itself down.

Determined, the Demon turned to look at his henchmen, and was about to say something, but fell silent again.

The accompanying subordinates need to choose their ......

Thinking of his henchmen who had reminded him many times and often called himself "little master", the witch demon fell into deep thought.

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