Mephisto was a typical old-fashioned character, like an old guy who had lived hundreds of years ago. His attire showed this. Most importantly, he liked to talk a lot like a typical villain.
Actually, the saying that villains died because they talked too much wasn't very accurate. It was just like how we played a very cruel game. After we put in a lot of effort to defeat the final boss, we would at least take a few screenshots to commemorate it.
Mephisto had just personally orchestrated a huge reversal in the battle, forcing the two who had previously held the absolute advantage to instantly give up. For such an amazing plot, it was only natural for him to leave a few lines to show his existence. However, unlike in games, it wasn't so simple to leave behind a devil's words.
Saber obviously knew what Mephisto was talking about.
Gritting his teeth, he took out the blank scroll from his shirt. Holding it in his hand, he stood up and reached out to the demon king.
"Give them to me!"
"Huh?"
Mephisto frowned. "Do you really think you have the right to negotiate with me now?"
"Give them to me! Do you really think I'll trust the integrity of a devil? "
Saber held the scroll with both hands and glared at Mephisto. "Give them to me first, then I'll sign this contract!"
"Ah!"
A look of displeasure flashed across the demon king's eyes. With a flick of his finger, the little black lightsaber rushed into the soul's body again.
"Make one thing clear! Mortal! "
His voice became a mixture of thousands of voices. The surrounding sky and environment suddenly darkened, just like the first time Seiber went to the Transgression Bar. Mephisto's eyes flashed with the same magma-like halo as Seiber's as he said softly, "Don't worry, Seiber.
"You … really don't have much choice now! Mortals are such interesting existences. I thought that for someone like you, once you were caught, you would personally cut them off to prevent them from becoming your final weakness. But I didn't expect … Seiber Hawk, you wouldn't be able to escape from this strange cycle as well. "
The Great Demon King said with waning interest.
"Now, all of your powers are useless. Your powers belong to me … Saber Hawke, in the end, you still weren't able to become the person you wanted to be. To be honest, I'm very disappointed."
"That's right. A person's life will always be bound by such and such things."
Saber lowered his head and looked at the scroll in his hand. His willpower seemed to have been crushed. He muttered to himself, "If I was still the same as before, if I was still alive without any worries, perhaps I would be the winner now … No, if I was still the same as before, I wouldn't have fallen to this point."
"I've become much, much weaker. My willpower has been corroded by my emotions. It's like I've been poisoned … a poison that is practically incurable. I know, I've long known that I shouldn't be so immersed in that kind of happiness that I've never felt before. That kind of environment would destroy me sooner or later. However, I still did it. I lied to myself and said that perhaps this day would never come. However, I truly did not expect … that it would come so quickly."
He looked up. There was confusion, regret, and an indescribable sense of defeat on his face.
"Perhaps before I came here, I should have completely escaped from that kind of environment, but I couldn't do it … I've never felt something like this before. I yearn for it so much. I'm like a person born in the darkness. Before I see the light, I don't care about it at all. However, when I truly experience the feeling of standing under the sun, I'll give up everything just to stand there … It's nothing, but it's also everything …
"In the end, I'm just a mortal … I can't transcend."
Mephistos did not interrupt Saber's emotional thoughts. As the Great Demon King, he was very willing to listen to all of this. Only when the original willpower and rules completely collapsed would he have the chance to truly obtain the heart of a warrior. Then, he would inject the most vicious poison into the warrior's heart and completely turn him into a killing machine that did not abide by the rules!
Yes, only this way could he add even more extraordinary power to his subordinates.
He took a deep breath and said softly,
"So this is a mortal … Saber Hawke, you're different from your mediocre brethren. You have talent. With a little guidance, you'll become a …" God "standing among humans! Just like those tyrants and heroes in history, you have such a chance too. But first, you need to shed the weakness in your soul! You don't need it! "
"I … I can't!"
Saber took a step back and looked straight at Mephistos. "That's a part of me. Everything I've experienced, whether I was strong or weak, whether I succeeded or failed, all of this … all of this makes me who I am now …"
He saw a flash of light in his eyes. His gaze became even more determined.
"I can't abandon all of this! I can't! "
With that, he threw the scroll in his hand into the sand at his feet. This scene made Mephistos' expression darken completely.
"Haha, looks like you really think you have a choice … Then let me help you!"
Saber's determined gaze suddenly turned playful after Mephistos finished speaking.
"Actually, I really do! Otherwise, why do you think I'm telling you all this disgusting stuff that makes me want to vomit … "
The demon king abruptly stopped in his tracks. Behind him, a huge golden ring bloomed with endless runes. Layer by layer, it overlapped in the air, instantly occupying two-thirds of Saber's field of vision. Those mysterious and powerful runes — triangular, rhombus, and square — rotated slowly around the ring at three different frequencies. The golden light scattered in the surrounding dark air like quicksand. In less than a second, all the black canopy that Mephistos had set up was completely devoured by this dazzling light.
A figure stood in the middle of the flowing runes. Her white robes fluttered as if there was no wind. She stood less than a meter behind Mephistos. The demon king had just turned around when a clenched fist accurately smashed into his cheek.
His movements looked weak and feeble, and even if he was hit in the face, he might not feel much pain. But Mephistos's expression was one of extreme terror at this moment. His body didn't fly up at all, and he didn't even move. Under this fist wrapped in golden light, half of his body was directly smashed to smithereens.
Like being bitten by an invisible behemoth, the lower half of the body disappeared in an instant. The San Venganza contract flew into the air, then steadily fell into the open hand.
She looked at the remaining half of Mephisto's face. She had an extremely calm smile on her face, but the unknown fire in her eyes made the demon king's heart tremble.
"You … have crossed the line!"
"Mephistopheles, I really don't understand what gave you the courage to step into my territory again and again … Do you really think that you can trap me in the dark space just because you've joined forces with Domam?"
She looked up at the sky. In the empty sky, she seemed to see more things. Those gazes that had never left this world. She spoke softly.
"1,000 years ago, under the collapsed Mount Olympus, in the flames of the Twilight of the Gods, I made an agreement with you. As long as I was in this world, I wouldn't allow your power to enter. I could pretend that I didn't see those little tricks in the past … But this time, you have gone too far."
"This world doesn't belong to you anymore … Asgard, the Endless Hell, the Dead Zone, Mountain Paradise … Everyone involved in this matter! I will personally "visit" you later … Now, scram!!! "
His voice was like a command, and the space in the sky rippled. Syber and Johnny didn't feel anything at all. They only saw the sky changing between night and day. The stars were dazzling, and the aurora was dazzling. Even the sunlight created illusions. It was as if everything was placed in the water, and the ripples were even more dazzling.
In the outer space, the prying gazes were filled with regret, anger, and provocation. One by one, they disappeared into the sky. The Sorcerer Supreme was never a symbolic symbol. Her existence was an indication of the universe's rules and the pinnacle of power.
They could disrespect this world, but they had to respect … the power that protected this world!
Mephisto's body was trembling slightly, showing that the demon king was not calm at the moment. However, the woman didn't look at him. Instead, she walked slowly to Saber and Johnny. Saber looked at her. She was an Asian woman. He couldn't tell her age from her face, but her facial features were very delicate. She was wearing a simple white robe. When she walked, the wide sleeves of the robe swung back and forth.
She looked like an ancient person who had walked out of the passage of time. This familiar scene made Seiber, who had lived in a foreign land for four years, feel an inexplicable sense of nostalgia. His one-night stand with Plum wasn't just because of the fact that they shared the same skin color.
However, the woman in front of him was a little strange. When Saber's eyes moved away from her face, he couldn't remember what she looked like at all. It was as if some kind of power had erased his memory. However, when he focused his gaze on her face, he would be attracted by her eyes. It was as if he could only see those eyes and couldn't see her face.
It was almost an unsolvable contradiction.
"You're Saber? Saber Hawke? "
She asked, "Where are you from?"
"Brother …"
Saber subconsciously wanted to answer the name of Gotham, but when he saw those smiling eyes, Saber immediately shut up. He knew that in front of such a person, his biggest secret was useless.
"I think we can talk in a simpler way … Saber."
The woman switched to a mellow Chinese voice. When Saber heard this voice, he opened his mouth. He hadn't used this language for four years, so he was a little rusty, but the instinct engraved in his bones made him quickly remember those things that couldn't be forgotten at all.
He threw the sword aside, put his hands together sincerely, and bowed slightly.
"It's an honor to meet you, Master Ancient One."
The reason why he used this etiquette was because he saw Ancient One's bald head. Yes, this Sorcerer Supreme is probably the strongest woman in the world. She … is bald.
As for whether she is so strong because she is bald, Saber doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to think about such a question, because he knows that standing in front of this sorcerer, all his psychological activities can't be hidden from her.
Johnny next to him couldn't understand Chinese, but when he saw the unruly Saber so respectful, he also followed Saber's example and saluted with his hands together. The instinct from the Spirit of Vengeance Zartanos was frantically warning Johnny, telling him that the mysterious woman in front of him … he can't afford to offend her.
It is the instinct of all creatures to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
"You don't have to do this."
Ancient One waved his hand, and Saber and Johnny's bodies stood up straight under some kind of mysterious force, like a breeze, but like a chain, they couldn't be violated.
"I don't believe in Buddha … As for my hair."
She reached out and touched her bald head, and said awkwardly, "You know, there is a price to pay for all power. Studying too much magic always costs something … Fortunately, it's just hair."
When this sentence was changed to English, Johnny laughed out loud. He quickly covered his mouth, but it was useless. Ancient One's calm eyes had turned over, and she asked with a smile.
"What's the matter? Johnny Blaze, the 2657th carrier of Zartanos, the contemporary Ghost Rider, do you find it funny that I don't have hair? "
At this moment, Saber's hair stood on end.
Crisis!
Big crisis!
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