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Chapter 499
chapter 0227 part 5
"Tsk tsk, young people have such tempers."
The reformed Mephisto scratched his chin with his Claws. His dark red eyes rolled around. He stretched out his hands and pressed them down. The Great Devil's scheme was simple and direct, but it was very effective.
Truly worthy of being a devil who tempts hearts. Tang Song watched Mephisto's performance through the Round Light Technique. He hadn't expected Mephisto was also involved in the Dark Elves' invasion of Asgard.
"Master Ancient One, can this Contract of San Venganza be used to lure Mephisto out?"
Countless green runes flashed in Ancient One's eyes. Before her eyes, countless futures appeared. "No!" Ancient One shook her head, "With just the Contract of San Venganza, Mephisto won't easily step out of Hell. It's not just because he fears us; no Demon Great Lord dares to easily come to the Mortal Realm. Once their True Body is injured, even if they escape back to Hell, those Hell Lord won't miss this opportunity!"
Tang Song understood. It was like piranhas; normally they get along peacefully, but once there's blood, the other piranhas will swarm forward and devour the injured Kindred.
"He doesn't need to come in his True Body. As long as we capture his split soul, my Nail Head Seven Arrows Book can be effective!"
Mephisto's Hell was no different from the Hell of other Great Lords, all filled with scenes of depravity.
Demons roar endlessly all day long and constantly fight amongst themselves. The nature of Hell Creatures is wantonly released, and as the Liege of this place, the Great Devil has no intention of changing or suppressing it.
The souls of sinners who have fallen into this Hell are being tormented by the demons. These guys with terrible personalities take pleasure in this.
Outside the Old Devil's gloomy-looking castle Palace, next to an underground forge used for crafting Weapons, on a large stone platform, Mephisto's High-ranking Demons were holding a banquet.
They sat on stone chairs decorated with thigh bones and were loudly shouting with demons or Demon they knew.
Charming-faced, hot-bodied Succubi went back and forth among these High-ranking Demons during their banquet like butterflies flitting through flowers, constantly serving delicious Alcohol to the adults, enduring their lecherous hands, and also bringing some prepared 'ingredients'.
The most delicious Food in Hell.
A group of drooling Horned Demons leaned on their Sai, waiting for the Delicacies to be served.
When Mephisto was in a good mood, it would also participate in the High-ranking Demons' afternoon meal time, chat with its Subordinate, and appease them.
Or deceive them.
The Old Devil knows how to enjoy life and knows how to share.
It would always take out some interesting souls it had collected to show off to its Subordinate.
It hoped its Subordinate would all become schemers who stir up trouble everywhere, just like it. Unfortunately, Hell Creatures as 'talented' as it are ultimately few.
This occasionally made the Old Devil feel a touch of loneliness.
However, today, Mephisto was not in a good mood. Perhaps it was the grogginess from waking up after a midday nap.
Lately, it had been somewhat sleepy!
In short, the capricious Old Devil declined the Invitations from its servants.
For some reason, Mephisto had been feeling restless. Someone was trying to deal with it. Who was it? Beelzebub, Satan? Or some ignorant Great Demon?………………
A pure black Spaceship crossed Dimensions and appeared above Earth.
Malekith looked at the few dozen Subordinate he had left and said in a deep Voice: "This is Midgard, the Land of the Middle Court. Go, find the Aether. It is the only hope for our race!"
Before he could finish speaking, a hissing sound rang out from outside the Spaceship.
Malekith's expression changed. He opened the Spaceship's external Surveillance. In the Surveillance feed, a gold and red Iron Man was emitting two crimson lasers from his hands, cutting his Spaceship.
"Take him down!"
Malekith roared in anger. A slender Dark Elves piloted the Spaceship. From the sides of the Spaceship, over a dozen Gun Barrels extended.
Puff puff puff puff!
Black spheres that looked like black holes shot out from the Gun Barrels, speeding towards Tony Stark at supersonic speed.
Wherever the black holes passed, light, air, everything along the way was sucked into the black holes.
Tony Stark saw this scene. Plasma Flames shot out from his feet, and he quickly dodged upwards into the air. Although he was confident in the defense of his Vibranium Armor, he didn't want to gamble his life on it. These black holes didn't seem easy to Provoke.
Dozens of Flying Motorcycles similar to Chitauri speeders surrounded the Dark Elves Spaceship from all sides.
Elite S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent in pairs, holding Pulse Energy Guns, sprayed fire at the Spaceship.
Improved Pulse Energy Guns and Pulse Cannons carried by the flying speeders opened Holes one by one in the Dark Elves Warship.
Tony Stark called out: "Drive them back to their Hometown, Guys!"
Accompanied by a 'Hulk' roar, a muscular green-skinned Figure launched upwards from below, delivering a heavy punch to the bottom of the Dark Elves Warship.
Clang! The Warship, weighing tens of thousands of tons, immediately trembled. A fist print appeared on the bottom of the Warship. Cracks visible to the naked eye spread towards the Hull.
Hulk, wearing a pair of Dark Green Vibranium Gauntlets crafted from Vibranium on his hands, and Jet-Powered Boots on his feet, flew in the air, leaving fist prints in the Warship's blind spots with punches from the left and right.
Vibranium Technology from Wakanda. The Gauntlets amplified Hulk's inherent Strength by nearly three times through Vibranium Technology.
Under Hulk's repeated heavy punches, the Dark Elves Warship was momentarily like a sailboat in a storm.
On the Helicarrier, the people from the World Security Council were watching this scene through Surveillance satellites.
"Secretary-General, can you ask them to be mindful? I think this Alien Spaceship is quite good; we can keep it as Research Material!"
Seeing their side gaining the upper hand, the atmosphere on the Helicarrier was very harmonious. A High-Ranking Official from the Federal Department of Defense said to Nick Fury with a chuckle.
Nick Fury looked at the Surveillance Screen, just as he was about to say something.
Behind him, Black Widow, who had just finished her investigation, suddenly pulled out a small lady's Black Pistol from her thigh, aimed at the Back of the Head of Nick Fury, and fired three shots.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sudden scene almost scared everyone. Because of the Convergence of the Nine Realms, top combat forces like the Avengers and X-Men had all been dispatched.
The people remaining on the Helicarrier were mostly Ordinary Agent, High-Ranking Officials from the World Security Council, and representatives from various countries.
Natasha Romanoff's reaction was fast and ruthless. These people didn't react at all, watching helplessly as Natasha Romanoff emptied the Magazine.
(end of chapter)
"Tsk tsk, young people have such tempers."
The reformed Mephisto scratched his chin with his Claws. His dark red eyes rolled around. He stretched out his hands and pressed them down. The Great Devil's scheme was simple and direct, but it was very effective.
Truly worthy of being a devil who tempts hearts. Tang Song watched Mephisto's performance through the Round Light Technique. He hadn't expected Mephisto was also involved in the Dark Elves' invasion of Asgard.
"Master Ancient One, can this Contract of San Venganza be used to lure Mephisto out?"
Countless green runes flashed in Ancient One's eyes. Before her eyes, countless futures appeared. "No!" Ancient One shook her head, "With just the Contract of San Venganza, Mephisto won't easily step out of Hell. It's not just because he fears us; no Demon Great Lord dares to easily come to the Mortal Realm. Once their True Body is injured, even if they escape back to Hell, those Hell Lord won't miss this opportunity!"
Tang Song understood. It was like piranhas; normally they get along peacefully, but once there's blood, the other piranhas will swarm forward and devour the injured Kindred.
"He doesn't need to come in his True Body. As long as we capture his split soul, my Nail Head Seven Arrows Book can be effective!"
Mephisto's Hell was no different from the Hell of other Great Lords, all filled with scenes of depravity.
Demons roar endlessly all day long and constantly fight amongst themselves. The nature of Hell Creatures is wantonly released, and as the Liege of this place, the Great Devil has no intention of changing or suppressing it.
The souls of sinners who have fallen into this Hell are being tormented by the demons. These guys with terrible personalities take pleasure in this.
Outside the Old Devil's gloomy-looking castle Palace, next to an underground forge used for crafting Weapons, on a large stone platform, Mephisto's High-ranking Demons were holding a banquet.
They sat on stone chairs decorated with thigh bones and were loudly shouting with demons or Demon they knew.
Charming-faced, hot-bodied Succubi went back and forth among these High-ranking Demons during their banquet like butterflies flitting through flowers, constantly serving delicious Alcohol to the adults, enduring their lecherous hands, and also bringing some prepared 'ingredients'.
The most delicious Food in Hell.
A group of drooling Horned Demons leaned on their Sai, waiting for the Delicacies to be served.
When Mephisto was in a good mood, it would also participate in the High-ranking Demons' afternoon meal time, chat with its Subordinate, and appease them.
Or deceive them.
The Old Devil knows how to enjoy life and knows how to share.
It would always take out some interesting souls it had collected to show off to its Subordinate.
It hoped its Subordinate would all become schemers who stir up trouble everywhere, just like it. Unfortunately, Hell Creatures as 'talented' as it are ultimately few.
This occasionally made the Old Devil feel a touch of loneliness.
However, today, Mephisto was not in a good mood. Perhaps it was the grogginess from waking up after a midday nap.
Lately, it had been somewhat sleepy!
In short, the capricious Old Devil declined the Invitations from its servants.
For some reason, Mephisto had been feeling restless. Someone was trying to deal with it. Who was it? Beelzebub, Satan? Or some ignorant Great Demon?………………
A pure black Spaceship crossed Dimensions and appeared above Earth.
Malekith looked at the few dozen Subordinate he had left and said in a deep Voice: "This is Midgard, the Land of the Middle Court. Go, find the Aether. It is the only hope for our race!"
Before he could finish speaking, a hissing sound rang out from outside the Spaceship.
Malekith's expression changed. He opened the Spaceship's external Surveillance. In the Surveillance feed, a gold and red Iron Man was emitting two crimson lasers from his hands, cutting his Spaceship.
"Take him down!"
Malekith roared in anger. A slender Dark Elves piloted the Spaceship. From the sides of the Spaceship, over a dozen Gun Barrels extended.
Puff puff puff puff!
Black spheres that looked like black holes shot out from the Gun Barrels, speeding towards Tony Stark at supersonic speed.
Wherever the black holes passed, light, air, everything along the way was sucked into the black holes.
Tony Stark saw this scene. Plasma Flames shot out from his feet, and he quickly dodged upwards into the air. Although he was confident in the defense of his Vibranium Armor, he didn't want to gamble his life on it. These black holes didn't seem easy to Provoke.
Dozens of Flying Motorcycles similar to Chitauri speeders surrounded the Dark Elves Spaceship from all sides.
Elite S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent in pairs, holding Pulse Energy Guns, sprayed fire at the Spaceship.
Improved Pulse Energy Guns and Pulse Cannons carried by the flying speeders opened Holes one by one in the Dark Elves Warship.
Tony Stark called out: "Drive them back to their Hometown, Guys!"
Accompanied by a 'Hulk' roar, a muscular green-skinned Figure launched upwards from below, delivering a heavy punch to the bottom of the Dark Elves Warship.
Clang! The Warship, weighing tens of thousands of tons, immediately trembled. A fist print appeared on the bottom of the Warship. Cracks visible to the naked eye spread towards the Hull.
Hulk, wearing a pair of Dark Green Vibranium Gauntlets crafted from Vibranium on his hands, and Jet-Powered Boots on his feet, flew in the air, leaving fist prints in the Warship's blind spots with punches from the left and right.
Vibranium Technology from Wakanda. The Gauntlets amplified Hulk's inherent Strength by nearly three times through Vibranium Technology.
Under Hulk's repeated heavy punches, the Dark Elves Warship was momentarily like a sailboat in a storm.
On the Helicarrier, the people from the World Security Council were watching this scene through Surveillance satellites.
"Secretary-General, can you ask them to be mindful? I think this Alien Spaceship is quite good; we can keep it as Research Material!"
Seeing their side gaining the upper hand, the atmosphere on the Helicarrier was very harmonious. A High-Ranking Official from the Federal Department of Defense said to Nick Fury with a chuckle.
Nick Fury looked at the Surveillance Screen, just as he was about to say something.
Behind him, Black Widow, who had just finished her investigation, suddenly pulled out a small lady's Black Pistol from her thigh, aimed at the Back of the Head of Nick Fury, and fired three shots.
"Bang bang bang..."
The sudden scene almost scared everyone. Because of the Convergence of the Nine Realms, top combat forces like the Avengers and X-Men had all been dispatched.
The people remaining on the Helicarrier were mostly Ordinary Agent, High-Ranking Officials from the World Security Council, and representatives from various countries.
Natasha Romanoff's reaction was fast and ruthless. These people didn't react at all, watching helplessly as Natasha Romanoff emptied the Magazine.
(end of chapter)
