Chapter 357: Dealing with the Devil in the Name of Mother

"No, no, no! There's something wrong with your statement, little Doom." The gentlemanly elegant Mephisto stretched out his civilized stick, pushed away Victor who was pulling him, and then gently slid in front of him. Shaking his fingers. "You should say that I am finally willing to come to you. This statement is more accurate!"

At this time, during this time, Victor couldn't accept the ridicule from Mephisto at all. He stared at his eyes fiercely. He had no skin and no face, and almost glared his entire eyeballs. come out.

"I'm not in the mood to play word games with you, Mephisto. Give me back my mother's soul!"

Looking at Victor who was described as terrifying in this way, Mephisto sneered and slammed the civilization stick in his hand to the ground, and immediately an invisible shock wave blasted Victor's whole person against the wall.

The heavy force made his now fragile body stick to it as if it fell apart, and even if he moved, there would be a painful groan in his bones.

At this time, Mephisto walked in front of Victor, carried the Civilization Staff, raised his head with the skeleton-like handle at the head of the staff, and said contemptuously to him.

"What do you think I am, philanthropist? Victor Von Doom, you need to be clear about one thing, what I can give you, I can take back. You don't have any shouting in front of me. The right to call, do you understand?"

For Mephisto's behavior, Victor gave such an answer. He squirmed his throat hard, squeezed out a mouthful of blood and dead skin from the trachea that had not been completely repaired, and spat directly at Mephisto.

A black smoke-ring-like evil spirit suddenly emerged from Mephisto's side. It swallowed the saliva in one gulp, and then smirked and got into Victor's body.

When it got into it, Victor's whole body was like a devil's cave, and thousands of evil spirits cried out. One after another terrifying voice came out of his body, and one terrifying evil spirit tore his body and drilled out of his body.

In just two or three breaths, his body was already riddled with holes. He was about to be bitten into a hornet's nest by the thousands of evil spirits that had drilled out.

And even so, Victor didn't make any sound. He still looked at Mephisto stubbornly, and the hatred in his eyes was unforgettable.

He had already endured the inhuman pain just now, and he seemed to have incredible endurance at this moment, and Mephisto's punishment was nothing to him at all. This physical pain could not shake his firm spirit and will at all.

Mephisto also seems to realize that this kind of petty tricks can't help such a firm-minded person.

It takes more effort to make them submit, so he stopped this meaningless act and ordered those evil spirits to drill back into Victor's body. When his body was almost repaired again, he squinted and said.

"My dear little Doom. You seem to have grown stronger over the years. I think we might be able to make a deal!"

"Deal?" Victor's throat was just bitten by an evil spirit. Although it has been repaired now, he can't help but feel a little leaky when he speaks. "Since my mother's incident, I swear I will never have any deal with the devil!"

"Really, that's a pity. Little Doom, you must know that I intend to use your mother's soul as an item for this transaction. But since you don't want to, I won't force it. After all, I can be A fair businessman!"

The corners of his mouth pulled upward in an exaggerated arc. Mephisto smiled and said a deal that Victor couldn't refuse.

Hearing this transaction, Victor, who had just sworn his vows, fell silent in an instant. Because he didn't know how to make a choice.

He was born in Latavinia, a small country in Eastern Europe, and was raised by his mother. For the role of mother, he has extraordinary feelings. But her mother also has a different identity, she is a gypsy witch, a magic user.

Victor's mother has been pursuing the path of the ultimate in magic, but in pursuing this path, she made a huge mistake. That is to make a deal with the Demon King Mephisto. The consequence of this transaction was that her soul was stolen by Mephisto. And it's impossible to return it back.

In this way, Victor couldn't be reconciled to losing his mother, the only existence who cared about him. He worked hard. He studied magic and science desperately, and even came to the United States from a small backward place in Eastern Europe on a scholarship to take root and develop here. And all the efforts he made were to find the legendary devil one day. Then take back his mother's soul from him.

Now, Mephisto appeared in front of him. But he found that his efforts were of no use. The gap between them is very different, and it is almost impossible to achieve the dream that he has always dreamed of.

Unless, he promises the deal that he doesn't know what it is.

I didn't know how long I thought about it, and I didn't know how many times I hesitated. Victor finally lowered his head and asked in a hoarse, dry voice.

"The deal you're talking about. What kind of deal is it?"

"That's right, that's right. Little Doom." Victor's compromise was already obvious. So after hearing his question, Mephisto's face immediately burst into a hideous and vicious smile.

"There are things you need to know, little Doom. The way you look today has nothing to do with me. Or if it weren't for me, you'd just be in hell right now. I'm all kind, so listen. Listen to my trade promises."

"Even if you have any different opinions, can we actually solve it by discussing it?"

Hearing what a store salesman said, Victor just narrowed his eyes slightly. Mephisto said so, and he heard the same. As for whether to believe it or not after hearing it, that is his own business. Of course, if he believed this, it basically meant that something was wrong with his brain.

"Negotiating, what are you going to talk to me about? I don't think you'd be kind enough to offer coupons to those who deal with you."

"Coupon? Do you want a seven-day tour of hell? If you want, I can give it to you right now."

Mephisto laughed and said a joke he thought was funny, but Victor didn't buy him at all.

"Enough, Mephisto. Say your deal."

"Okay, since you asked for it." Shrugging, Mephisto took back his Civilization Staff. While straightening his collar, he said to Victor. "The deal I'm going to make is that you trade someone's soul for me. Trade his soul for the gift I gave you and the chance to be reunited with your mother."

"A person's soul?" Victor muttered to himself after listening to the terms of the deal, and immediately raised his head and asked in a vicious tone. "What vicious idea are you playing again? Mephisto."

"Villainous idea, how can you say that to me? Children. I'm here to reunite your broken family. With such good intentions, I don't think I can add the word malevolent to mine. It's on you."

"No matter how nice the words spit out of the devil's mouth, they still have venom flowing. I believe that your fool is probably dead now and there is no scum left. So stop talking about these useless nonsense and tell me why you want to be alone. Soul, and who is this person?"

"Why, why is it necessary to ask why?" Mephisto's face showed a hint of surprise, and then he became a little crazy. "Of course it's because this soul has unparalleled value, and it's worth exchanging all my collections. In order to turn this soul into my collection, whether it's using my strength to save your life, or taking out your mother Soul. It's a trivial price. Of course I have no reason to refuse."

"As for who this person is, seriously. Little Doom, I've already hinted at it to such an extent that you can't think of who you've become like this ghost because of?"

Mephisto was about to say the man's name. With such an obvious hint, Victor, who was not a fool, immediately came to his senses.

"Susan? No, Susan has no such ability. You mean, that guy Zhou Yi?"

"Of course, who else do you think other than him. I have sensed his power from the stench in the air, and it's clear that you were burnt like this by his flames. Although it looks like it's just a little bit of magic. It's still warm after coming back, but it's not a problem for you to survive!"

After sniffing, Mephisto pulled out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and then answered Victor's question with a smile. But this answer raises more questions.

"How is this possible. He is just an ordinary rich man. Does he have any other identity?"

"Certainly, Little Doom. His identity is only more complicated than you think."

He patted Victor on the shoulder and looked at what seemed to be bodily fluid stuck to his hand. Mephisto dipped his finger and put it into his mouth to taste it. Soon, a look of enjoyment appeared on his face. Looking at his expression, Victor revealed undisguised disgust.

But disgust is disgust, since he has decided to make a deal with him. Of course he wouldn't stop because of disgust.

"Complicated, what kind of identity makes you feel complicated?"

"A rich man, this identity is the least worthy of fear. Then, he is also a superhero. This identity is worthy of your fear." Mephisto introduced, his face became more and more serious. "In the end, he is still a god. An existence that even I have to worry about. Therefore, it is not easy to take away his soul."

"If that's the case, why are you still..."

"That's why his soul is so precious. Little Doom, I've told you everything you want to know, now tell me your decision." (~^~)