"I'm not interested in demons, and if I have to say, I'm quite interested in **** demons."

Oaks raised his eyebrows when he heard Mephisto's words, thought about it, and added:

"Besides, I'm not interested in the old man either.

If you came to me for hairline treatment, please come back. "

"..."

"Hahaha……"

Johnny hugged his stomach and laughed hard. Since he knew Mephisto, he seemed to see such an embarrassed face of this **** **** lord for the first time.

"Cough...Johnny, laughing at me as an old man is not what a polite knight should do."

"Polite? You want me to kill you, and I promise to be polite!"

"Johnny?"

Oakes touched Johnny, who gritted his teeth, and the latter snorted. Although his power came from the **** lord, he had been deceived badly enough.

But can't you get a shot at it!

"what?"

"The witch seems to be about to wake up... You take her away first, and I will take you back later."

Oaks sensed that Agatha's breath had stabilized, and it seemed that the soul adaptation process had ended.

Moreover, the current Agatha gave him a different feeling than before.

"You face Mephisto alone?!"

Johnny opened his mouth in surprise:

"That's the lord of hell! You still don't know how powerful he is? He..."

"He is just a soul imprint now. If his body dares to come, there will be fun waiting for him on earth."

Oaks touched the back of his hand, which was the magic mark left by the Supreme Mage Gu Yi before.

Seeing Oaks' actions, Mephisto also put away his smile and narrowed his eyes.

Odin can sense the magic mark of the Ancient One, and so can Mephisto.

"Okay, but the shackles should be locked first. The witch's strength is not bad. There are too many methods to prevent it."

Seeing the change in Mephisto's expression, Johnny hesitated and nodded.

"You be careful."

He glared at Mephisto, turned into a knight, stepped forward to lift Agatha, and walked towards the motorcycle outside the ruins.

After Johnny and Agatha disappeared outside the ruins, Oaks turned to Mephisto again:

"Okay, now you don't have to cover up... What is your purpose?"

"You know, Druid..."

Mephisto moved his fingers, and the next moment his right hand held up a glass of red wine.

He put the glass under his nose and smelled it carefully, took another sip, and showed a satisfied smile:

"Since you started to emerge, my income has dropped a lot... I'm so worried about losing my hair!"

"Incoming money? You mean soul?"

Oaks frowned. He knew how the **** lords depended on the souls of mortals who fell into hell, as well as negative emotions such as fear, anger, sadness, pain, etc. for energy.

He has no idea about this matter. As long as the lords of **** do not take the initiative to harvest souls, and the souls of human beings naturally belong to **** after death, they have the right to deal with them.

The world has worked this way for thousands of years, and in a way, it can be counted as part of the laws of nature.

But he affected Mephisto's income, that is, the number of souls he acquired?

"You must think too highly of me!"

Oaks is definitely a wave of negative three consecutive:

"How many dead people can I save by myself? Dozens? Hundreds? Thousands?

Compared with your huge profits, this is a drop in the bucket, so you came to trouble me for this? "

He snorted and shook his head:

"You can find better excuses. Why haven't I heard of which hospital door you blocked?"

If Mephisto cares about this, he must kill the doctors all over the world first?

Well, that would have to be if he really dared to do that.

"No no no... You may not realize what you have done, allowing so many mortal guys to survive..."

Mephisto shook the red wine glass, and the wine in the glass was as dazzling as blood:

"In the first few years of the Great War in New York alone, thousands of people were spared instant death and subsequent ineffective deaths because of your healing magic...

And the wonderful negative emotions they generated in that situation were actually purified! "

A red light flashed in Mephisto's eyes, and the cane in his left hand tapped the ground, and his mood seemed to fluctuate:

"Restoring medicines and controlling environmental pollution on a large scale are not enough, and you are still trying to, no, have meddled in the food industry!"

Mephisto shook his head and sighed, heartbroken:

"Do you know how high the quality and how wonderful the negativity of souls who have died from terminal illness, environmental disease, and the pain of starvation?

But now the quantity and quality of souls and negative emotions are greatly reduced because of you! "

Facing Mephisto's "justified" accusation, Oaks touched his nose and was speechless.

Indeed, the old **** had a point.

However, he probably doesn't know yet, because Oaks intervened in S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Mind Stone, the fall of the air carrier that would have caused a lot of casualties, and the fall of Sokovia...

Neither happened!

Insight aircraft carrier did not take off at all, Ultron was not born at all, and the tragedy caused by these two events did not happen. Countless souls who should have been sent to **** are still alive and well in the world!

Even because of his intervention in the Inhuman events, the Inhumans led by Jiaying are now allies with him...

Because this incident would have killed a lot of people, but it will not happen now.

Not to mention the unparalleled negative emotions that the parties involved and the entire human society will have in these tragedies!

In this way, because of the influence of Oaks, Mephisto probably lost several years of income under normal circumstances...

With that being said, it seems that the old **** is coming to him now... quite reasonable.

Then if you count it, Mephisto's loss is huge...

When Oaks' expression gradually became subtle, Mephisto was still chattering:

"Also, have you mastered the ability to resurrect? Do you know that resurrection is stealing food from my mouth?!"

When the **** lord said this, he was already out of anger. He threw the wine glass back in his hand and looked angry:

"Although you haven't used this ability much on Earth, the soul of someone who is worthy of your rescue, even in the eyes of our **** lord, is definitely of high quality...

And what was that that you just showed? A pocket space? What do you want to do? "

Mephisto waved his arms fiercely:

"With your urine, are you going to build a shelter or something like that? How many people will you get out?

All together, isn't it enough that I'm interested in you—

How do you think there are a few people in the entire world who can do this to your level! "

Ox didn't know who was the first to scold the lord of hell, but...

It feels unexpected.

"So, you deliberately caused Johnny and Agatha to fight when you were looking for the book of the dark gods, in order to lure me over?"

Oaks snorted:

"Do you think I'm an idiot? Would you believe your bullshit?"

"This time it was just an accident!"

Speaking of which, Mephisto was even more angry. He shook the exquisite cane in his hand with a look of... envy, jealousy and hatred? !

"How did I know that old **** Odin would be hiding on Earth!

And...and also opened such a big nightclub! Still chained! "

"..."

Oaks opened his mouth, he should not be dazzled.

In other words, Mephisto, was he jealous of Odin just now? !

"The king of nightclubs! What a noble throne that is..."

"Wait! You wait..."

Oaks waved his hands again and again, interrupting Mephisto's envy:

"The throne? Do you have any misunderstandings about nightclubs!"

"Misunderstanding? No no no..."

Mephisto rolled his eyes, with an expression of "young people have never seen the world":

"Don't you know how exhausting it is for senior leaders like us to maintain our image in front of our subordinates?

In particular, the wonderful world has...there is a supreme mage guarding..."

He grinned, glanced at the back of Oaks' hand, and coughed lightly:

"Well, in short, it is basically impossible for our ontology to come to the world to experience life in person!

But that old **** Odin cheated!

Why would the Supreme Mage allow such a great **** to open a bar on earth to soak up girls? ! "

Oaks touched his nose subconsciously again, and it seemed to have something to do with him...

So it seems that Mephisto came to him, it seems... It really makes sense.

Moreover, if Odin hadn't discovered his breath, he didn't know what would have happened when he took the initiative to find him.

At that time, it must not be a soul imprint that was forcibly stripped by himself, right?

"Then what are you going to do? If you are not convinced about Odin's affairs, you can go to him yourself, or you can go to the Supreme Mage to get a pass."

Oaks folded his arms and looked at the embarrassed Mephisto calmly:

"And my plan to heal nature and promote balance between humans and nature will not change.

Originally, I have no grudge against you, but if you want to stop me, I will do my best to deal with you. "

There is no one person behind the current Oaks~lightnovelpub.net~.

From mortal agents to heavenly fathers, he has friendships.

"...Actually, I hate violence, it's not technical at all."

Mephisto is clearly aware of this, and he was not looking for Oaks now.

But since the imprint of his soul was torn off by the other party, and he lost the Dark Book of God, then if he doesn't do anything this time, he will be ridiculed by other **** lords when he goes back...

"Well...you have pocket space, the kind that you have full control over, right?"

"Well, you said it a third time."

"So... do you want your pocket space to evolve into a real dimension?"

"..."

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