It's hard to plan for the long term.All sorts of variables, unpredictable surprises, unexpected troubles, can make a seemingly perfect plan a mess.Not to mention, there is definitely more to this world than just a conspirator.Merlin has his own plans, and when he executes them, he is always used by other conspirators who are staring at him.As the saying goes, you look at the scenery from the bridge, and the people watching the scenery look at you through the window...
In this real-life world, a qualified conspirator must be prepared to be exploited by others.Merlin realized this early on.He had a great teacher, Nick.
In his spy career, Fury rarely made large-scale long-term plans, and the Egghead liked to do short-term plans that were easy to close.Use your intelligence to your advantage, complete the plan before others can figure it out, and then carry out the plan with superior execution, and quickly close it when others try to intervene.Once there is an unexpected change in the plan and it is impossible to control, it will be resolutely abandoned.It's like a cunning black fox.Fury is best at slicing big plans into smaller plans after another.Use unbridled thinking to implement these seemingly unrelated little things, slowly pile up small victories, and finally complete the main body of your big plan.As long as the vision is not as high as Fury's, it will be difficult for others to see through all of Fury's actions before Fury's real goal is revealed.Merlin worked with Fury for more than a decade, and he learned well.During the period of time when he became the king of hell, he did not reveal his plans and plans at all, but ran around, hammering east and hammer west, as if he was arranging something.But if you follow his behavior, it seems that you can't see anything.At least in the eyes of the other lords of hell, Merlin spread his stall wide.However, when it comes to the battle for the Hell King, the Raven Lord doesn't seem to have any more active plans other than a surprise attack to kill Lord Marduk.Only a small percentage of people could roughly guess Merlin's intentions.For example, Mephistopheles, the great devil who is the best at intrigue among the lords of hell.Mephistopheles' hell is no different from the hell of other Maharajas, and they are all filled with scenes of depravity.The demons roared all day long, the infighting continued, and the nature of the creatures of hell was wantonly unleashed, and as the lord of this place, the Great Devil had no intention of changing or suppressing it.The souls of sinners who have fallen into this hell are being tormented by demons, and these evil creatures take pleasure in it.Outside the old devil's gloomy castle palace, next to an underground furnace used to forge weapons, on a large stone platform, Mephistopheles' high-ranking devils were having a banquet.They sit on stone chairs dotted with thigh bones, shouting loudly with familiar devils or demons.The succubi, with their delicate faces and hot bodies, went back and forth between the feasts of these high-ranking devils, constantly serving delicious wine to the adults, enduring their salty pig hands, and sending some processed "ingredients".The tastiest food in hell.If you look closely, there are also many of Merlin's "old acquaintances" participating in this banquet held in Mephistopheles's hell.Of course, in the form of food.For example, Gideon.
Malik...
The leader of the hydra, who had been killed by Merlin's own hands, was hung up in red-hot chains, screaming, and thrown into the boiling hot oil like potato chips being cooked.A group of saliva horned demons with steel forks are waiting for the food to be baked.Oh, and there's Crossbone, the loyal Hydra Commander, who is tied to Gideon as he gets into the oil pot.
Malik's side.He is thinly sliced with a kitchen knife by a "skilled cook" demon for the high devils to enjoy.It's the perfect lunch accompaniment.When Mephistopheles is in a good mood, he will also attend the next lunch of the superior devils to chat with his subordinates and calm them down.Or trick them out.The old devil knows how to enjoy life and how to share.It will always show off some interesting souls it has collected to its subordinates.It wants its subordinates to be conspirators like it, but unfortunately, there are only a few "talented" hellish creatures like it.This made old Mephistopheles feel a little lonely occasionally.Today, though, Mephistopheles wasn't in a good mood, perhaps because of the wake-up gas of the afternoon nap, and in short, the wayward old devil declined the invitation of the servants.It seemed to be going to stay by itself this afternoon, enjoying the quiet time that the lonely old devil deserved.This gloomy but sprawling palace, modelled on a medieval castle, is dotted with Mephistopheles' "collections".The souls who have been deceived from all ages are the most depraved and vicious souls, adorned in the living room of the Great Devil in the form of oil paintings.They are the protagonists of oil paintings.When Mephistopheles approached, the spirits all sang flattering praises or desperate prays, but how could a guy with such a bad character as Mephistopheles be relieved so easily?"
Yo, lovely Cynthia."
The Great Devil strolls through his palace with his hands behind his back, dressed in the most popular robes of the Lords of Hell in recent years.It greets its favorite collectibles.It was an oil painting of a rural landscape, and in that picture, a perfectly built brunette lady was watering flowers with her back to the big devil.Mephistopheles' greeting, the man in the painting uttered a nasal voice of disdain, then threw away the shower and returned to his thatched hut, slamming the door shut."
Are you still waiting for your son to come and save you?"
The big devil didn't care much, it was like a woman of a good family, he smiled, and said to the woman in the painting, "I've been paying attention to little Doom lately, he seems to be busy with a big thing lately." ”"You say, should I go and help?
After all, if you agree to be my concubine, Lovely Cynthia, then little Doom will call me 'Daddy'. ”"Fuck off!
Nasty embryo!
”The screams of Doom's mother, the gypsy witch Cynthia, came from the painting, and a high-heeled shoe thrown from the painting, like a brilliant magic slicing through the painting, and then flying out of the painting.The big devil swooped down with agility, dodged the flying heels, and allowed the thing to smash into another painting, knocking a drunkard to the ground.The old devil was not angry."
Character!"
Mephistopheles laughed and raised her finger, and it said, "Hot girl, I like it!"
I won't give up on the pursuit, dear Cynthia, and one day, I'll let you serve me willingly. ”"Little Doom's father, I'm done!"
After flirting with Doom's mother, the Great Devil seemed to be in a better mood.Followed by his most trusted servants, the Great Devil hummed a strange ballad with his hands behind his back and headed to his next collection room.But the screams of excitement from outside the castle and the screams of the devils who were feasting and drinking when they tortured their souls, and the wails of those souls when they were tortured, made the old devil feel a little harsh.The Lord of Hell, with the most gorgeous beard in all worlds, pouted.With a flash of disgust in its red eyes, it changed the direction of its walk and headed towards the palace terrace."
A group of obscene embryos who advocate violence, enjoy violence, and can't be put on the table are the most suitable to be cannon fodder."
The old devil said to the servants who followed him, "Don't learn from them, you are a guy I found with great difficulty, and I don't want to send you to the battlefield that day...""
Yes, Your Excellency."
The guy who was most trusted by Mephistopheles was a very inconspicuous guy.Although it is also a high-ranking devil, its appearance is not as outstanding as that of other devils, let alone that it is on a par with Mephistopheles, who has the most gorgeous beard in the world.It's more like a gray-covered gargoyle, but as you can tell from the sinister light that flashes in its eyes from time to time, it's also a bastard who is very good at moving in the shadows.No wonder it was favored by Mephistopheles.Maintaining a deferential appearance, it asked in a hoarse voice, "My master, do you want me to disperse the noisy fellows?"
”"No, don't."
Mephistopheles waved his hand wistfully, and said, "It is a sin to disturb others when they are happy, and to disturb their simple and foolish pleasures is hateful." ”"Just let the crumbs go," said the Great Devil, stepping up the stairs to the terrace, in a calm tone, "Anyway, they won't be in trouble for long." ”This sentence shocked the gargoyle who was following the big devil.But it didn't dare to ask anything more.Walking out onto the obsidian-cast terrace, the old devil took a deep breath of hellish air, the pungent smell of sulfur made him unusually relaxed, and he sat down in his favorite chaise longe.The chaise longue was dotted with a pale skull, Faust's skull, one of Mephistopheles' proudest collections.It reached for a cup of hot tea at just the right temperature, and while admiring the pale sunset over its own hell, it said to the servants behind it, "Has Baal responded to my initiative?"
”"No, Your Majesty."
The gray, gargoyle-like devil whispered, "Maharaja Baal has eaten our messenger, and I think this probably represents his response." ”"Lord Lucifer was more decent, he cut off the limbs of the messenger, and wrote his response on the belly of the poor worm with blood...", the gargoyle seemed to hesitate."
Oh, what did my dear Lucifer say?
I don't think it's a vulgar remark. ”Mephistopheles drank his tea like a real lonely old man, and said, "In this noisy world, only the elegant Lucifer can occasionally understand me, alas, how lonely it is." ”"Ugh."
The gargoyle was embarrassed for a moment, and said, "Lord Lucifer has written the same sentence in 37 languages, the font is indeed beautiful, and the choice of words and sentences is also very decent, but the content...""
It makes you roll with your intrigues into the lowest mud pit."
Well, this is a revised version, omitting the spicy taunts of Maharaja Lucifer, the brilliant metaphors, and the tiger and wolf greetings to Mephistopheles's mother, etc."
Tsk."
Mephistopheles pursed her lips, and said, "Look at this damn place, it's a shame that the will of hell has turned graceful Lucifer into a filthy thug, I thought it would write a poem in praise of my friendship with it, don't the fallen angels like that tune." ”"Forget it, they can't count on it."
The old devil took a sip of tea, and said, "The decisive battle between a group of old yin is not so easy to turn into a great melee in the hellish realms, after all, no one wants to be used as a gun, no one wants to be a bird, especially after poor Marduk is dead...""
Merlin, Merlin, wherever you go, you're such a restless, troublemaker."
The Great Devil's eyes narrowed, and a chill flashed in his red eyes.To this day, it has not forgotten the images it saw on the top floor of the Trident Building a year ago.And the ones Merlin said...
Thrilling facts.and raven warnings."
Go back to hell, bury your head in the pit and shiver, and the next time we meet, it's when your existence is erased."
Merlin's warning appears in every dream of the Great Devil.Mephistopheles has lived for so many years, and it really has never been so terrified of a mortal.Fortunately, the mortal eventually died, under Odin's Eternal Spear.After secretly witnessing Merlin hanging, Mephistopheles thought that the nightmare would be away from him, and he did live a comfortable life for a few months, but just when Mephistopheles completely let down his guard...
You know what?
Merlin's dog mongrel is alive again!
Not only did he come back, but he also came back as the Lord of Hell, the Wasteland Hell...
The hell that could never give birth to the Maharaja was actually held in Merlin's hands.That guy doesn't know how he convinced God in Heaven...
At the thought of this, Mephistopheles felt a chill rise up.In fact, after Merlin entered the battle for the King of Hell, Mephistopheles had an indescribable sense of urgency.It hastened its plans for the Battle of the Lords of Hell, and is inciting other Helllords to use force against the Wasteland Prison so that Merlin doesn't have time to interfere with him.But this agitation did not go very well, and the other lords of hell were not fools."
I know your goal is the throne of the King of Hell."
Mephistopheles looked at the hot tea in his hand, and said to himself, "You see, although they keep saying that they have snooped on my scheme, they still have their eyes on you...
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Merlin, how on earth are you going to get to the Satanic Throne in this situation?
”"Well, forget it."
The Great Devil drank all the tea in the cup in a daze.It shook the recliner and said, "It's better to ask for others than for yourself, those guys can't be trusted...
Have the procedures in the world been completed?
”The Great Devil asked.The gargoyle behind him immediately replied: "As you commanded, Your Majesty, we have registered all the formalities in the human world and are ready to start building at any time, but I don't quite understand what use those cumbersome formalities are for us?"
”"Oh, look at what you said."
The Great Devil let out a series of strange laughs, and said, "If you want to do business on other people's territory, you must follow their rules, and the formalities are very important, and I don't want to be broken in by the F.B.I. on the day my business opens." ”"I'm a good devil who obeys the law, and who in the realms of hell doesn't know my good name?
A good reputation doesn't come easily, so don't spoil it. ”"Let's get to work."
The Great Devil waved his hand, and he said, "Prepare another suit for me, which I will use on the day the business opens." ”The gargoyle bowed away, leaving Mephistopheles alone on the terrace.The Great Devil got up from the chaise longue, and with his hands behind his back, staring at the pale sunset of hell, he said, "Maybe the world does exist because of you, Merlin.
Riley. ”"But don't expect me to be tied..."
Mephistopheles reached out and stroked his slender neck, and he chuckled, "My head is here, I'm waiting for you to get it..."