Shout!

The black black is comparable to the crow's nest, and the hell passage directly shrinks into a black dot, and then disappears abruptly.

Poor silly white sweet.

Hopefully, this time he won't be beaten out by his father, Mephisto, and his excrement.

Mark looked up and thought in his heart.

The next second.

Mark turned and stared blankly at the lightning-and-lightning portal that had opened in front of him.

The Supreme Mage slowly walked out of the portal.

Mark touched his chin and said, "Ancient One, let's discuss, how about I use the contract in my hand to exchange the secret of the portal with you?" ”

The Ancient One mage didn't speak.

One on the right hand.

After the Ancient One swept the deformed head and headless body on the ground into the unknown space, he turned and left.

At the moment when the portal closes.

Bang!

A sheepskin scroll fell to the ground.

Mark's eyes lit up, and he pulled the scroll and landed on his hand to open the portal in a hurry.

Half ring!

Tear and pull.

Mark directly tore the scroll in his hand into the kind of scum that could never be restored.

The reels are real.

The spells mentioned above are also the secret to opening the portal.

The secret of genuine value.

But......

What are the meanings of the various geometric formulas of the special meow above?

If that's it.

But on the contrary.

If you only master the magic of the portal and do not control the magic of the mirror world, then the role of the portal is far from the point where the mind can travel around the world.

A single portal spell can only allow people to open places that they have been to in person.

Portal spells with mirror world bonuses can only be used to go wherever they want......

It's hard.

Mark took a deep breath and calmed his somewhat irritable heart.

What the?

Abandon?

What are you kidding, in addition to not having the word cowardice, there is also the word abandonment in Mark's dictionary.

Isn't it just about geometry?

Do you really think that Mark was able to get an invitation to Yale University, an Ivy League school, because of his face and popularity?

Mark is also powerful.

A sneer appeared on Mark's lips.

Under the gaze of the wind demon and the water demon, Mark directly pulled his telekinesis with his right palm and directly brushed the ground covered with weeds and a little messy.

The next second.

Mark squatted on the ground, and a medieval spear repeatedly appeared in his right hand, and began to work the ground, how to open it to open the portal back to Mark Manor on Long Island......

Half an hour later.

Mark crouched in front of the dense mass of symbols and fell into deep thought.

Two hours later.

Mark scratched his handsome short blonde hair in pain.

Five hours later.

Transferred to the church, Mark is in a state of madness, and the wind and water demons are silent on the blackboard where the porter can write.

Seven hours later.

Mark stared at the twelve blackboards in front of him, his eyes shining with gold.

He understood.

Meantime.

Mark's face darkened even darker.

Yas.

This special meow has nothing to do with geometry at all.

Wrong.

He didn't have to follow the spell steps on the parchment.

Who is he?

The top deity Hades.

It's not a magician's apprentice.

"Ancient One!"

Mark walked out of the church gloomy, gritting his teeth and angrily scolding a bald woman.

Maggi.

Do you feel like you don't dare to do anything to her?

Fearless?

Balls!

Mark took a deep breath and began to draw circles in front of him with both hands.

The next second.

Sparks appear and then go out.

Again!

At first glance...... Extinguish.

Ten times later.

Mark has a melancholy look at the sky.

There's no reason for that.

He's also a top-level god.

Mark coughed a few times and then calmed down.

Thinking about the appearance of the backyard of Long Island Manor, I hooked up every bit of Long Island Manor in my heart.

The right hand automatically draws circles in front of you.

Next second!

Burst!

Mars burst into flames.

In the underworld in his body, a wisp of Hades power gushed out, and he continued to borrow directly at the moment when Mars was about to disappear.

In a flash.

Bang!

A portal with faint blue flames appeared in front of Mark in an instant.

Mark stared at the dark blue portal that appeared in front of him.

The smile on his face was even worse.

This portal is not the same portal as the ancient one.

In fact.

Except for the similarity in appearance, the core of Mark's portal has been replaced.

The portal of the Ancient One uses magic and then hooks up the temple built in the core of the earth, so as to achieve the function of going wherever you want.

But Mark's this?

Mark directly used the power of Hades to hook up the gate of the underworld and then drive it.

Does not cost any mana......

I'm a genius!

Mark touched his chin and laughed a crescent moon in both eyes......

Not much.

Airplanes!

Mark stepped straight out of the dark blue teleportation passage, stepped into the backyard of his manor, and squinted his eyes as he stared at the sun overhead.

Although the process is a bit tortuous, everyone has their first time.

There's a saying that practice makes perfect.

Mark agrees.

Half ringing.

Mark glanced at the water demon and pointed to his dock and said, "This will be your home from now on, make me a barrier between this place and the side leading to the Hudson Valley, and go find good fish to get here." ”

The water demon nodded.

Under Mark's gaze, it blends in with the river below the dock.

Mark looked at the Wind Demon standing not far away again and said lightly: "You are responsible for the security of the manor, once you find that the guys who are not marked try to get close and directly blow them out." ”

The wind demon nodded, and his figure gradually dissipated.

After doing all this.

Mark took the bourbon that was handed over by Vertigo, and after sending Vertigo away, Mark leaned directly on the chaise longue and moaned comfortably.

Sun.

Shade.

Breeze.

Wine.

There is no place in the world that is more laid-back than it is today.

Mark took a sip, glanced at Ferry Pony walking leisurely on the racetrack, smiled abruptly, put on his sunglasses, and prepared to sleep first.

Mark is the Immortal, right.

But no one says that the gods don't need to sleep.

But.

Bite!

Ding!

The phone rings.

It's in the bureau.

Mark glanced at it and connected.

The voice of the new deputy director Jack sounded again and again: "...... Boss, I think there's something you need to know. ”

"What?"

Jack, who was in the office of the deputy commissioner of the Federal Building, held the phone in one hand and a page of summons from the Brooklyn Court in New York with the other, and said, "...... We've been sued. ”

Mark was stunned.

He got up from the recliner and touched his forehead and said, "Wait, what are you talking about?" Accused? Who sues whom? ”

"TNT&G represented a cake shop in Blicklin and named the FBI's New York office as the first defendant on charges of misconduct and phishing."

“…… You repeat? ”

“……”