I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Ma En watched the man who suddenly appeared vigilantly, and at the same time started the "circular teleportation" plan, allowing him to leave here as soon as possible when necessary, and also paying attention to the other's behavior.

Because his appearance was too sudden for Ma En, and if he could come to him so silently, he would definitely be able to launch an attack when he reacted, and his current situation was not safe.

Moreover, it is definitely not normal for such a human being to suddenly appear in hell.

"Who are you?" Marne asked cautiously.

The mysterious man did not intend to hide anything:
"Didn't I call you all the time?"

Hearing this, Ma En also realized what he was, and understood why he didn't react at all to his appearance. In fact, this was not because the other party had any special concealment skills, but it was always around him , or to say that I am in him.

It was hell that had been calling out to Marne.

But after knowing this, Ma En had more doubts in his heart. Could it be that Hell is conscious?He has never heard of any humanoid incarnation of hell, and if hell is really conscious, it shouldn't be what it is now.

Mann always felt that something was wrong.

"Are you hell itself?" Ma En also directly expressed the question in his heart, "or is it the reality bender who was killed by the doomed returner?"

The mysterious man did not directly answer Marne's question:

"You didn't answer my call, so I came to you myself.

"Although there is almost no hatred in your heart now, and the calmness is like a turbulent stream, but I know that you are facing a difficult situation that cannot be overcome, and I am very aware of the worries in your heart.

"And it happens that your enemy is also mine, maybe you will be interested in negotiating a deal with me."

In fact, this point really speaks to Marne's thoughts. Before he met him, when he was thinking about how to deal with the threat from the wise angel, he had already thought that he might be able to use the power of the hell demon.

But he didn't expect that it was Hell itself that said it - if it really was.

Marne didn't fully believe what he claimed. Maybe it was a hell devil trying to deceive him, or it might even be the checker and balancer who had just bid farewell to him. After all, he had never heard of hell having any form of consciousness or incarnation before. , and no other big demon has seen such a thing.

With this in mind, Mann asked:
"What deal do you want to make with me?"

The man turned his head and scanned the other demons and demons around him:
"Accept the power of hell, and you will be able to defeat the cherubs."

When he said this, the surrounding demons didn't react at all. They seemed completely unable to see the man who appeared in front of them at this moment, and they didn't feel that they were talking to themselves.

However, the answer of "Hell" reduced Marne's original suspicion a lot, because such a deal was meaningless to other big demons, only the real hell would want to achieve this.

However, Mann still always felt that there was something strange.

"What is the specific price and reward?" Marne was also observing the other party's expression when he asked the question.

The man replied:
"You can get the gift and power of hell, enjoy the same power as other demons, and although there is no hatred and anger in your heart, I can guarantee that you can become a big demon as long as you accept it, and becoming the prince of hell is just for you. time issue.

"This is what I can give you, and what you need right now."

Ma En asked with vigilance:

"So when I really want to give, will I become an avenger like them? Will my mind be influenced and controlled by you, and will my soul be restrained by you?"

But after Ma En raised this question, the man didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all, and didn't have any intention of answering Ma En's question. Instead, he started talking about another thing:

"Heaven is our common enemy. You may not have personally experienced the power of a cherub, but I can tell you how difficult it is to be an enemy to him, because you cannot survive in this situation."

Marne looked into his eyes suspiciously and said:

"What do I really have to pay for?"

He didn't answer.

Marne had vaguely noticed where the strange feeling he felt came from—this man didn't show any hatred or anger at all when he mentioned heaven and angels, and he didn't even seem to care at all.

And if the other party is really a living creature, considering the current situation in hell, he should have almost crazy anger and hatred towards heaven, but if his hatred has faded now...

That hell shouldn't be what it is today.

He struck Marne more like a businessman eager to sell, a mechanical negotiator.

Mann asked again:

"why me?"

The man looked at him and said:
"Because your opponent is a cherub, and because you need my help."

Mann went on to say:

"Can you be sure that my enemy is a cherub? Do you have any more practical evidence?"

The man remained silent again.

Mann asked again:
"Can you prove that you are alive?"

silence.

Marne was basically sure. Through his silence on his own question, as well as his tone and demeanor when he spoke, he could basically be sure that the man who appeared suddenly was not a living thing.

He didn't think Hell would have any thinking consciousness. This thing was more like a product of Hell's complicated instinctive call to him at that time. This incarnation was still just a mechanism for it to call itself.

It's just a higher calling, after all hell is just an echo after the death of the reality bender.

Hell may not be trying to deceive himself or something, this may just be a way of expressing its power, after all, hell itself is an abnormal entity with a certain complex mechanism, not a pure "dead thing".

In fact, there should be no essential difference between the call that this man encountered from other demons, but because of his own special hell itself, he adopted this form of expression, and it is likely that this is also because hell feels that he has a more important role in its revenge. significance.

But Ma En, who realized this, also dismissed the possibility of trading with him. No demon has seen such a thing in the past, which can also prove that he is special to hell.

And his special place is naturally the Abnormal Control Bureau.

Marne doesn't think Hell just thinks that he has the Control Bureau to help him avenge, its purpose must be the Control Bureau itself, and it didn't answer what it wants, which means that Hell also knows that if its real purpose is stated Come out, it is impossible to agree to this deal.

It is most likely trying to capture the Bureau of Anomaly Control.

Although the Control Bureau itself has the ability to counter the power of demons, he has not forgotten that hell itself is also the creation of reality benders, and what it possesses is also a reality distortion force.

Both of them are unreasonable guys.

Fortunately, it is not other living reality benders who are aware of his power. If the hell that appeared in front of him at this moment is really conscious, he must have used other methods to force himself to submit.

This is also the reason why Marne realized that it was just a mechanism of hell. The figure standing in front of him could not be something with self-awareness anyway, otherwise he would have been surrounded long ago.

And Ma En, who noticed this, also felt that this was an opportunity:
"If you want to make a deal with me, maybe we can discuss something that may not be that important to you first, can you tell me what the real identity of Dark Sun is?
"Can you be sure that Dark Sun is the Cherub?"

Although it was just a different wording for the question just now, Ma En felt that the man who claimed to be hell itself should be able to answer, because now he was asking about things in hell.

Sure enough, the man seemed to be able to understand the problem now:

"I don't know Dark Sun's true identity, but haven't you already got the answer?"

Marne said to the man:
"You are right, but I may be more cautious. I thought that hell itself could sense whether the identity of the dark sun is a wise angel. I didn't expect you to say that."

The man said:

"If what you said is true, how could Zhiangang leave safely."

That's right, if Hell, as a half-dead anomalous entity, could see through the cherub's disguise, then he might have been dealt with when he first entered, and it would be impossible to leave Hell like this.

Mann then asked:
"Can you tell me what Chi Angel is good at and how I can fight him. After all, he is our common enemy anyway. It won't do you any harm if I know more about it."

As Marne expected, the man didn't seem to be threatening his intelligence by hiding information:

"His wisdom was bestowed by those who are destined to return, and the 'wisdom' of those who are destined to return is not the kind of wisdom that mortals have understood in the past. It is neither knowledge nor tricks. It is something other than reality.

"But these are not important to you, because you are not his opponent now, no matter how much I tell you, you will end up losing, this is what his wisdom can achieve.

"So you need to make a deal with me."

Ma En ignored the word transaction, and then used this man as a question answering machine:

"Doesn't he have any weaknesses?"

The man then replied:
"Of course there is. For example, the prophecy of Skywalker can deal with him, and..."

When he said this, he suddenly became dumb, and then fell into silence again, like a machine stuck in a jam.

This once again proved Marne's conjecture, but this evidence was meaningless, and Marne was also a little puzzled why he stopped here. Could it be that this incarnation of hell had already sensed his intentions.

But just when Marne fell into doubt, the man opened his mouth again:

"...But even if there are so many ways, all you can choose is to accept the power of hell."

After realizing that the man was not a living thing, Marne was not surprised by his behavior. After all, his purpose was to trick himself into making a deal with hell in order to gain control of himself.

Ma En changed the angle and asked:

"Is there anything the counterbalancer can hide from me just now?"

The man didn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Ma En asked again:

"Can you really be sure that I can beat him by trading with you?"

Hearing this, the man immediately responded:

"I can't guarantee anything, but it's your best bet in my opinion.

"I will not lie to you."

Ma En guessed that he couldn't ask anything useful. It seemed that the jam just now made the incarnation of hell realize something and established a defensive posture, and then he didn't continue to stay at the risk.

He directly sent a "retreat" to the control bureau, and without saying goodbye, he disappeared in front of this mysterious man out of thin air, leaving him alone on the streets of hell.

But when Ma En left, the man did not dissipate.

He just stared blankly at the position where Marne was standing just now, and stayed in place like a sculpture, and the passing demons didn't notice his existence at all, as if he didn't exist at all.

And even as the surrounding demons continued to come and go, the figure of the man was still standing like this, as if he would stand here forever, and no one would come here to find him again.

until two days later.

A blind demon with cloth strips hidden in his eyes walked into this street, and behind him was a man and a woman who looked like a high-ranking demon with extraordinary temperament, protecting him in the middle.

The blind demon took slow steps and stood in front of this statue-like human man.

The male demon behind him asked:
"Prophet, have you found it?"

The blind demon raised his hand and stroked the air in front of him. Sometimes his hand would touch and touch the man, but from time to time his hand would touch around the man again, as if he couldn't really see the man. .

"Yes, I found it." The blind demon's tone was firm, "but he's gone."

There was a bit of regret in the female devil's tone:

"Let him run, when will we actually catch him."

The blind demon continued:

"Be patient, we'll catch him sooner or later."

Speaking of this, he raised his hand to touch his empty eye sockets, and then his arm began to tremble slightly unconsciously because of the memory of the past, and the female demon who was aware of this also put her hand on his shoulder.

"We will definitely avenge you." The female demon comforted in a warm voice.

The blind demon slowly moved his hand away, but there was no hatred in his tone:

"I want the truth more than revenge.

"Although he is no longer here, this is enough for the Prophet."

Then he grabbed the cloth strip that was blindfolded in the worried and concerned eyes of the two demons, pulled it off to reveal two bloody empty eye sockets, and looked straight at the man's position.

And the figure of the human man like a sculpture finally began to gradually blur, the human skin was melting rapidly, revealing the bright red demon skin underneath, a frighteningly strong body, and...

That face that can't be seen at all.

Started the riddle (not really), I don't know if any readers can think of the connection