"Don't cry, stand up and cast spells."
Su Ming floated over and patted the sobbing Monak on the shoulder, and the mage was squatting on the air roots of the bushes on the side like a farmer squatting on the ridge of the field.A crustacean, somewhat like a crab and a lobster, was crawling through the shallow water in front of him, when several large drops of snot landed on its back shell, startling the little creature and burrowing into the mud and disappearing."
I'm fine, I'm just sad."
Monak replied with a pained expression, didn't his two rabbits die in vain?
These are all his children!
The corners of Su Ming's mouth twitched, he was thinking about whether to suggest that Monak go to Africa or the Amazon River basin and find a cannibal tribe to further his education?
In those tribes, it is often eaten after the death of relatives, and it is better to say that it is a cannibal than a custom of eating corpses.People eat people, Su Ming is resolutely opposed, but if it is to eat rabbits, it should be no problem, right?
Monac wastes at least a dozen rabbits every time he fights, what a pity, these rabbits are treated as children by him, and they are all raised for nothing, even if they are eaten, they can't make up for the pain in their hearts, and it is better to simply make up for their bodies.Immersed in grief every day, I wash my face with tears at every turn, and I am afraid that the nutrition will not be able to keep up, and it will not work like this.The nutrient solution on Ronan's side looks good, and when he returns to Earth, the idea of the popsicle should be just a flash of these miscellaneous thoughts, Su Ming squatted beside Monak, and the cloak was pulled by him, tucked into his belly, "Magic must have a price, you know." ”"Yes, I know it, and I never regret it, but sometimes, there is a naïve idea that there is no magic in this world that does not cost anything."
Monak took out a handkerchief, wiped his face, and blew his nose vigorously, his beard looked messy, his big belly made him shake back and forth, and his center of gravity was unstable for a while, and he almost fell into the mud.Su Ming smacked his lips, but the face of the strangulation disguise was still expressionless.As far as he knows, the human beings in the Marvel world basically can't get around the cost system if they want to cast spells, and Monak is already good.At least he knows some shamanism in addition to black and white magic.There is no obvious price to be paid for that eerie power, and the side effect is just nausea.Marvel shamanism, also known as voodoo, derives its power from voodoo, a god with quirky interests who gains power as long as he is pleased.Generally speaking, shamanic spells often only require some kind of chicken eyeballs, bat droppings, toad eggs, etc.A large pile of inexplicable and wonderful materials, put them in a crucible and mash them again, raise their heads and take a sip of them, and then sing and dance.As a man who has seen the true face of his little cousin, even if he really eats these animal materials to his heart's content, he probably won't feel disgusting, right?
The little cousin has a shamanic friend, codenamed Blackclaw, who specializes in necromancy in shamanism, and is good at manipulating weak chicken undead and creating low-quality voodoo zombies.In order to make Vodoo happy, he wears a yellow rooster hood all the year round, and he has to be funny during the spell casting process at every turn, and he also likes to imitate the rooster's crow, "Mourning, you can rest for a while." ”Su Ming didn't know how to comfort Monak, he lacked empathy for the dead rabbit, and his brain circuits were not right, how could he persuade him?
Isn't it true that the Ancient One let Kama Taj's apprentice practice martial arts in order to minimize spell casting.In the world of American comics, mages have strength and agility, and warriors have intelligence and charisma, which are all common sense to live well.However, Monak still stood up with his belly covered, his tearful eyes full of determination: "No need to rest, let's continue, what do you need me to do?"
”In the darkness, even the wind stopped, and the sea seemed to stop fluctuating, and only a faint salty smell came.Su Ming is not a hypocritical person, anyway, if the matter ends here early, Monak can rest early, and he has his own plan to deal with the big snake."
Teleportation Array, Mephisto's Hell."
There is no way, Mephisto's territory is not counted in the Nine Realms, and the Rainbow Bridge is impassable, so it can only rely on black magic.If you don't have a mage at hand, setting a trap to catch Ghost Rider can achieve the same effect, which can make Mephisto take the initiative to find Su Ming.It's just that the current Evil Ghost Rider, Su Ming is not very familiar with it, it should be the one who rides a horse?
He has a plan for dealing with Ghost Rider, but it's always a hassle to provoke an undead monster on fire for no reason.Monak took a deep breath, immediately walked out of the mangrove forest quickly, and on the beach where the ground was relatively strong, he pulled out a dagger and slashed his palm, and began to draw a magic circle with blood.A lot of hell magic is related to flesh and blood, and if you want to sneak into hell, it is safest to use blood to arrange a magic circle, and it is more effective to summon demons from hell with flesh and soul as sacrifices.At this time, Su Ming was still a little moved, the prince of magic, Monak, what a good comrade, for the goal that he couldn't understand at all, he shed blood and tears, and he didn't complain.Monak's family is well-off and lacks nothing, so Su Ming can only wait for the earth to send him some more high-quality breeds of breeding rabbits to show his gratitude, and the company's lollipop popsicles are also given him more.However, as soon as the magic circle lit up, Su Ming immediately ordered the two of them to stand by and maintain the portal, and he walked in alone.If the hell of Surtr is dominated by fire, full of lava and heat, then the hell of Mephisto is quite comprehensive, with some energy here.Darkness, fire, flesh, death, he could see it all here.The location of the teleportation is unknown, but the first thing that greeted the trio was the screaming, and on top of a pile of bones stood a pillar with an inhumanoid stump tied to it, and it was he who screamed.Two Cerberus were eating his intestines, and the environment around him was a mess, and blood was falling from the sky like a fountain, swinging as the dog's head tore apart.Su Ming didn't mean to meddle, this is a soul, maybe it was a human before, but now it's not.There are many souls in Hell, and Mephisto likes to torture souls for fun, and he is the largest concentration camp in all the planes of hell.He didn't need the souls to serve him, he just liked the screams or moans of the souls, which he used as carnal instruments.The soul is in hell, both labor and money, and Mephisto, as a lord, has a lot of money.However, according to the comic book setting, Mephisto's top boss is actually death, and death is the creator and master of all the myths and legends of the multiverse, the god of death, Hades, and the demon king of hell.Su Ming has seen DC's death, but he has no intention of seeing Marvel's death, the death here is too anthropomorphic, and his personality is super complicated.However, this does not prevent Mephisto from harvesting the essence of the soul and obtaining powerful power, and how to use the soul energy depends on the respective abilities of the demons.Su Ming broke away from Heimdall's field of vision, and immediately changed back to his original form, taking off his helmet and smoking.The air here is filled with the smell of sulfur and blood, and even if you close your eyes, you know that you are in hell.It is almost impossible to defeat a lord in hell, but Su Ming didn't plan to do anything on this trip, but came to chat and find out the news.It wasn't just this pile of bones that was human, but as far as the eye could see, similar mounds of bones filled the field of view, stretching to the foot of a mountain with lava hanging in the distance.And the job of these hellhounds is to make sure that these souls wail in different tones to please the masters of this hell.Although it was a question of whether Mephisto could hear mephisto from a distance of more than ten kilometers, they worked very seriously.When souls are in hell, most of the time they are in a state of chaos, they can feel pain, but they don't have the wisdom of life, like clumps of flesh, going back and forth between torture and torture.Tortured, repaired by hellish energy, tortured again.Generally speaking, the souls of ordinary people who die will go directly to the palace of death through the scythe of death, while those who appear in hell have signed a contract with demons before their death.Either stupid or deserved.It is actually a very strange thing for a living person like Su Ming to appear here, and the blood-red eyes of many hellhounds have already turned to him, and they have even put down the work at hand.But it doesn't matter, Su Ming from Hell in the DC next door has gone a lot, and Konstantin's example has already taught him that he doesn't care about anything in hell, just smoke and achieve his goal.And the biggest bargaining chip is your own soul."
Don't look at me, you go ahead, I'll look for Mephisto."
Su Ming passed through the gap between the piles of bones, and patted the head of a cerberus with his hand, stained a hand of blood: "Tsk, it's quite real." ”The infernal energy gives these souls a temporary body that allows them to feel pain, so these flesh and blood are between existence and non-existence, and as long as Su Ming leaves here, he will be clean.And these nothingness will not fill the belly of the Cerberus, hunger and gore will make them work harder.The Cerberus didn't react at all, probably because of the language barrier.They didn't attack, they just watched his back silently with their eyes, stepping on broken bones and blood farther and farther away.To be honest, being stared at by a group of bloodthirsty beasts makes people subconsciously feel their hairs stand on end, which is an instinctive reaction of the body.However, Su Ming is not in this case, the emotion of fear does not exist in his heart, he is the one who holds fear.Still smoking a cigarette, he bowed his head towards the distant peak, where Mephisto was.Crossing the stinky stream and stepping on the clattering bones, Su Ming arrived at the bottom of the mountain and met a group of demons and the maidens of destruction.In fact, he could fly up directly and appear in front of Mephisto, but that would be too rude, after all, people are still the kings of this plane, so it's better to find someone to report it and go through the process.But seeing the posture on the other side now, Mephisto seems to be planning to weigh Su Ming's weight?
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