dhibooks Chapter 213 Mephisto's Discovery
Chapter 213 Mephisto's Discovery
Chapter 213 Mephisto's Discovery
The specific relationship between Eric and Mephisto is rarely known, but Nightmare knows that Eric, a human being, has been in contact with Mephisto several times.
Last time, he smelled Eric and Mephisto when he was outside his dimension. Although he didn't know what the two were doing, it was obvious that they had paid close attention.
But the contract in his hand now gave Eric the basis for borrowing Mephisto's power and selling himself to Mephisto, which dispelled most of his doubts, and the contract was still like Vishanti's. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a fake.
Of course, Nightmare can't see anything strange, because this contract is real, and the content on the contract is also true, but he only saw these contents, but ignored a very important clue, that is, this contract takes effect According to the contract, as long as Eric borrows Mephisto's power, he will sell himself to Mephisto, so Mephisto instructed Eric to do a series of things before. up.
But he didn't know that Eric would never borrow Mephisto's power, so this contract would never be effective, and what difference is there between an invalid contract and a piece of white paper with writing on it? Woolen cloth?
In this way, Mephisto brushed Nightmare around. It’s not that Nightmare is too stupid, but that Nightmare is in Mephisto’s hands from beginning to end, just like Monkey King under Tathagata Buddha, who can’t fly no matter what. Five Fingers Mountain.
"Thanks brother, I really didn't expect that." Nightmare looked at Mephisto gratefully. He thought that the other party was just comforting him, but he didn't expect to make so much effort. Although Mephisto didn't play in person, But isn't that what demons are like?
"Thank you, our relationship." Mephisto wiped his mouth, and then pretended to be heroic and shook his hand, so that Nightmare would not care about these things anymore. He wanted to help his good brother out of good intentions.In fact, he is crazily despising and laughing at each other in his heart, laughing at Nightmare as a big fool, and at the same time, he is proud of his wit, but he performed very well, his acting skills are far superior to those of Hollywood actor, on the surface it is a little strange Neither showed.
"Okay brother, I should go, there are still a lot of nightmares waiting for me to harvest." The two demons chatted for a while, and the nightmare proposed to leave, but Mephisto did not stop him, just as the other party had a lot of nightmares. Things to deal with, he also has things to deal with.
Seeing the disappearing figure of the nightmare, a hypocritical smile that could no longer be hypocritical disappeared from his face in an instant, and he turned his cold eyes to a demon in the palace, it was a tall Balrog, straight Standing in the corner of the palace as a guard.
"Ortega, come here." Mephisto leaned on the throne, with one hand on his head, and one hand made a gesture towards the tall Balrog.
"Yes, the great Satan." The Balrog immediately straightened up after hearing the order, and replied loudly, then quickly came to Mephisto and knelt at his feet.He lowered his head, not daring to look directly at Mephisto. In hell, the levels are strict, and the upper-level demons are oppressive to the lower-level demons. They can do anything to those demons who are not as good as themselves, even killing them is no problem at all. And the demons around even take it for granted.Here, the law of the jungle and the hierarchy are brought into full play.
And Mephisto, as the master of the entire dimension, the demon king of hell, has the power of life and death of all creatures in hell.So these demons have to be careful, for fear that one accidentally offends the Lord of Hell and loses his own life.
The Balrog Ortega was trembling all over, knelt on the ground motionless, not daring to make a slight movement.
"Ortega, do you know the consequences of betraying me?" Mephisto shook the wine glass in his hand, watching the scarlet liquid in the glass, turning round and round along the glass wall of the wine glass, but did not There was a trace of blood.
"Oh great Satan, I didn't betray you." As if in an icy hell, a soaring coolness rushed straight into his brain, and Ortega trembled in an instant, and big cold sweat kept pouring out of his forehead , dripped on the ground, and after a while, a small puddle had already accumulated.
"Maybe." Mephisto couldn't deny it, neither saying yes nor no, just quietly shaking the wine glass in his hand, and then slowly savoring the sweetness of the liquid in the glass.It's like mead mixed with honey, one sip down, endless aftertaste.
Maybe a century later, maybe a few minutes later, when Balrog Ortega was about to lose his hold, he finally heard Mephisto's words, "Okay, go back, I was just kidding .” After finishing speaking, Mephisto smiled a little funny.
"Yes, Your Majesty Satan." Relieved, the Balrog Ortega quickly got up from the ground, then stumbled back to the corner of the palace and continued his guard.It's just that his figure looks loose and straddled, full of weakness.
Although the Balrog was a demon, his physical strength allowed him to kneel for a month without any problem, but now he was worried that he was under too much pressure, which caused him to collapse a bit, but luckily he saved his life.
He didn't dare to have the slightest complaint about Mephisto's actions, and he didn't even dare to show any signs of complaints. He even stood up in his mouth and heart to thank Mephisto for all his actions, even for him. punishment.
This is hell, an endless hell full of oppression, exploitation, pain, death, fire, etc. forever.
Looking at Ortega standing limply in the corner of the palace, Mephisto looked away after taking a look, and stopped paying attention to this weak Balrog, but his mouth turned up. There was a slight arc, and then kept whispering: "Interesting, interesting"
And in the brain of Balrog Ortega, who is invisible to everyone, a metal machine is spinning crazily, and the green signal light on it is flickering, as if conveying some kind of information.
On the other hand, the nightmare that came out of Mephisto's hell ran all the way without stopping, and returned directly to the dimension of his dream.
Although the matter of the big snake has come to an end, the impact he caused will not disappear for a while. Now the earth has just ended the nightmare war and is in a fragile time. Countless human beings are being tortured by nightmares. Massive fear comes from their bodies. It emanated from his body, like a sip of sweet mead, which made him unable to stop.
(End of this chapter)