Rarely, Victor von Doom almost lost himself the moment the transparent phantom emerged. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and staggered closer, as if he wanted to reach out and touch the layer of image in mid-air, but only passed through the transparent light and shadow, and only the scorching air was grasped in his hand.

At this time, Cynthia had no body, only a soul, and naturally could not be directly touched. There was no reason why Doom should not understand such a simple and basic truth, but he was already too excited to ignore it.

"Mother, I ......"

"I understand, Victor. What you do, what you work on, everything you give...... I know it all. ”

Cynthia said, chuckling bitterly. She let out a soft breath, as if relieved.

"I'm sorry, Victor."

I'm sorry I wasn't able to be by your side as you grew up; I'm sorry I didn't make a good mother; I'm sorry I made you suffer so much; I'm sorry...... Everything you had to go through.

She didn't finish her sentence, but it wasn't necessary. She could understand, and so could Doom.

"Thank you."

Spit out the last two words, and her time seemed to run out. A pale white glow enveloped Cynthia's body, holy enough to be reminiscent of angelic feathers. Her body began to float slowly, gradually rising into the air. The soul turned into a white beam of light and shot into the blood-red sky, flew out of the borders of hell, and left it forever.

Doom stared blankly in the direction in which she had disappeared, and was speechless for a long time.

He did it. After so many years of hard work, so much dedication, now he has finally succeeded. He thought he would be so excited that he would taste happiness and joy for the first time in a long time, but he didn't.

He only felt calm. It's like a pool of lake without waves, without a ripple.

"Congratulations, congratulations." Mephisto brazenly began to brush up his presence, acting like an innocent passerby, "What a memorable story of a strong boy who defied difficulties and obstacles, and finally saved his poor mother's soul with his proud strength...... No, it should be said that it is legendary. ”

So can you give me back your heart? This is what Lao Mo cares about the most. It's just that he looked directly at Michael's heart in his hand, and he wanted to stop talking, but he didn't dare to mention it.

It's good that he didn't open his mouth, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Doom's anger suddenly surged to the ground. He turned his head angrily, and once again spun out the magic circle in his hand: "I should have crushed your bones and scattered ......"

"That's enough, Victor." Michael stopped him, "Our goal has been achieved, and there is no point in continuing to entangle." ”

Naturally, he couldn't really let Doom kill Mephisto. No matter how evil Mephisto is, his existence is closely related to this hellish dimension after all. No matter how much the world hates hell, it must exist, and once hell collapses, it will be followed by a real catastrophe.

"I'll give you back your filthy heart, Mephisto. But before you can be the master of hell, you must first make a commitment. Michael turned to Mephisto and said, "You never, never, never again set foot in any form." ”

Mephisto narrowed his eyes and let out a heavy snort.

It is an unprecedented shame to be forced to such a situation by a mere human being and to have to agree to such conditions to save his life. Even the supreme mages of the past generations with great mana power have never been able to force him to such a point.

No, by this time, he could no longer treat the other party as a "mere human being". Underestimating this human being was one of the greatest mistakes he had made in his eternal life, and there will be no next time.

Mephisto closed his eyes in disgust.

"I see." He said viciously, "I promise your terms." Never step into the world again in any form. ”

Mephisto may be cunning and fickle, and full of lies, but he is a high demon after all. The big difference between demons and humans is that even though they do dirty deals that are shady, they like to trick humans into making deals with them to get paid...... But the demons never break their promises.

If you can really manage to get the demon to promise something, then that promise is permanent as long as it's alive.

"I hope you remember that promise, Lord of Hell."

Michael said, finally letting go of his hand. The pitch-black heart quickly returned to Mephisto's chest like a bird finally flying out of its cage, and the demon was relieved.

"Let's go." Michael said lightly, "It's none of our business here." ”

Mephisto was exhausted, and it seemed that he had never been so tired or weak since antiquity. He looked at the humans with hatred, and although he didn't dare to make another move, he cursed viciously, "Don't be complacent, you have already attracted the attention of the Hell Lord. I remember you. Although I can no longer travel to your world, I can wait! One day, all of you will end up in this hell! By then, your souls will be mine! ”

Michael lifted his arm, and a soft mana lifted several people upwards together, gradually moving away. Before leaving, he glanced at Mephisto one last time.

"Then I'll have to take care of it at that time." He said calmly.

The mages rose rapidly, and the entire blood-red continent quickly shrank in their eyes. They quickly touched the boundaries of the sky, piercing through the dimension under the protection of the Seraph's orb of light. They flew through chaos, through streams of light, over barriers, and finally back at the beginning of their journey, the Kama Maj Temple.

Michael's armor had been lifted when he landed, but it had already caused him a lot of burden. In fact, the trip to hell made everyone tired, and after landing, the hall echoed with the rough panting of several people one after another, and no one spoke.

Wanda's consumption was relatively small, and she didn't suffer any injuries, just a little overexertion. She quickly recovered, reaching out for her arm to help Michael, who was beside her, to his feet. Michael stood up and waved his hand to signal that he could stand firmly. He smiled at Wanda and whispered thank you.

Here, Doctor Strange adjusted, and also reached out to Doom to pull him up. But Durm slapped his outstretched hand away without saying a word: "Go away, doctor!" I don't need your help! ”

Doctor Strange: "??? ”