I Created a Sanctuary in Marvel

Chapter 172 Hades and Mephisto's Conspiracy

In a distant, dark dimension, Hades, the god of the underworld, casually crushed a howling demon into ashes. As if sensing something, he let out a cold sneer.

"That fool Poseidon, he really failed. He's utterly disgraced Olympus."

Just then, a hoarse voice pierced through layers of spatial barriers, ringing directly in his ear: "Tsk tsk tsk—what a surprise, Hades. I never expected to encounter an old face like you in this universe~"

Hades was not surprised by this. He slowly turned around and faced a cunning demonic phantom that was gradually forming in the void.

"Mephisto, it has indeed been a long time."

"I contacted you to discuss a collaboration."

Hades' voice was deep and calm.

"cooperate?"

"Just you alone? Hades all by himself—ha, that's interesting."

The phantom of Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flashing in his crimson eyes.

In most parallel universes, Hades relies on the collective power of the Olympian pantheon to secure a place in the power divisions of the infinite hell.

Hades is all alone in this universe, yet he still dares to come and talk about cooperation with him?

"That's right, cooperation."

"Because we share a common enemy, the Pope of the Sanctuary, Ye Feng!"

Hades said with certainty.

He offered a carefully prepared bait: "If I can successfully seize control of the earth, I can promise to sacrifice a certain number of human souls to you every year!"

During his awakening, Hades had already thoroughly investigated the current state of Earth through various channels, including the Sanctuary's previous handling of the Sanctuary's Vangelza Pact incident.

He knew how fatally attractive the souls of Earth's humans were to the lords of Hell.

That soul, containing the qualities of the Creator, is a treasure coveted by many demons in the infinite hell.

Some special and powerful souls can even directly enhance the primal power of the Hell Lords!

Sure enough, upon hearing that the souls of Earth's humans were the bargaining chip, the playfulness in Mephisto's eyes was instantly replaced by greed.

He maintained a fake smile on the surface, but his mind couldn't help but recall that old incident that still bothered him.

The Covenant of Saint Van González, which contains three thousand fallen Holy Spirits!

"That sounds... kind of interesting."

"Then, Your Excellency Hades, let's discuss in detail how your so-called cooperation should proceed."

Mephisto licked his lips, a calculating glint in his crimson eyes.

Deep within the pitch-black hell, magma meanders and flows across the scorched earth like blood vessels.

Mephisto stood on a scorching volcanic rock, his scarlet robes billowing in the heat.

"Ye Feng, Gu Yi..."

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He murmured two names, flames dancing at his fingertips.

The image of the eternally serene face of the Ancient One and the longsword in Ye Feng's hand, which had cleaved through countless demons, flashed through his mind.

If it weren't for fear of their power—

A chilling wind suddenly swept into this scorching land, carrying the whispers of the dead.

Hades' figure slowly coalesced in the shadows, clad in jet-black armor covered with ancient underworld runes.

You're late.

Mephisto didn't turn his head; the flames at his fingertips flickered even more violently.

Hades approached expressionlessly, the magma beneath his feet solidifying into black basalt the instant he drew near.

"There's a slight problem at Olympus."

He spoke casually, but his clenched fists betrayed his true emotions.

Mephisto turned around, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his crimson eyes: "Looks like there's been some trouble within your Olympus."

"Could it be because Athena defected to the Sanctuary?"

A meaningful smile curved his lips.

Hades's eyes suddenly turned cold: "This is none of your business."

"Let's get down to business. I want to divide the power of the Infinite Hell and reopen the Underworld."

His tone was curt.

"Oh?"

"You wouldn't be thinking of taking power from me, would you?"

Morpheus raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise.

"Don't worry, I won't touch the part you're holding."

"But you need to help me seize the power of other demon gods. The Infinite Hell is too vast; we won't have any conflicts."

Hades snorted coldly.

Mephisto strolled leisurely around Hades, his long robes trailing across the scorching ground without causing a scratch: "Sounds not too difficult. However..."

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He deliberately dragged out his words.

"What are your plans to do about the new Pope of the Sanctuary? Three months is plenty of time for him to prepare a grand gift for us."

"To be honest, I'm not very optimistic about the outcome of your holy war."

"That pope has only been in power for less than five years."

"You know better than I how difficult it is to go from an ordinary mutant to a new god."

A ruthless glint flashed in Hades' eyes: "I will first lure a portion of the demons, disguising them as beings of the underworld. As for that Pope..."

"If necessary, I will ask you to personally descend into the real world."

He paused for a moment, then his voice lowered.

Mephisto suddenly stopped and looked Hades up and down with interest: "You wouldn't be planning to...

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"At worst, we'll just destroy the solar system."

"If I can't have Earth, then nobody else can either."

Hades said coldly.

A low chuckle escaped Mephisto's throat: "Interesting, very interesting."

"But the two of us alone might not be enough to ensure safety. Should we find some help?"

He clapped his hands, and the red light in his eyes grew even more intense.

Hades frowned: "Who else are you looking for?"

Dormammu.

"Let him be in charge of keeping the Ancient One occupied on the periphery, so we can focus on dealing with the Sanctuary and Kunlun."

Mephisto uttered the name softly.

Hades' expression visibly wavered upon hearing the name Dormammu.

He was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay. But the three of us must sign a covenant with the gods."

"certainly."

"How about you draft the terms?"

Mephisto smiled and raised his hand, and a scroll gleaming with a faint light appeared out of thin air.

This suggestion surprised Hades slightly, but it also made him lower his guard.

He took the scroll and began to infuse it with divine power, and the terms of the contract gradually emerged.

Just as Hades was focused on drafting the contract, a subtle glint of cunning flashed in Mephisto's eyes.

He knew these Olympian gods all too well: they were arrogant and always thought they could control everything.

"It's signed."

Hades rewinds the scroll, the words on it gleaming with golden light.

Mephisto carefully read each clause, and only after confirming there were no traps did he infuse his magic.

A scarlet mark immediately appeared on the scroll.

"Now, it's time to find our third partner."

Mephisto flicked his finger, and the scroll vanished into the void.

At the entrance to the dark dimension, space is distorted like broken glass.

As Mephisto approached, he felt a familiar sense of oppression.

"Mephisto! You dare come looking for me again!"

Dormammu's roar came from the depths of the dimension, causing the entire space to tremble.

Mephisto calmly passed through the dimensional barrier, where he was met with boundless darkness, with only a few broken planets in the distance emitting a faint light.

Dormammu sat enthroned on a throne made of star fragments, his eyes burning with fury.

"Calm down, old friend."

"I came here with sincerity."

Mephisto smiled and showed the contract in his hand.

Dormammu's gaze was immediately drawn to the divine power emanating from the contract: "This is... Hades' power?"

"Tell me, what are your plans this time?"

He rose from his throne, dark energy surging around him.

"Hades wants to reopen the Underworld and needs our help."

"In return, he will help us overcome the obstacles on Earth."

Mephisto said it casually.

Dormammu scoffed, "Him? The Olympian pantheon is barely surviving. After slumbering for millennia, they're no longer suited to this era."

"That's precisely why he needs us even more."

"Think about it, if it weren't for the interference of Gu Yi and Ye Feng, Earth would have been ours long ago."

Mephisto took a few steps closer and lowered his voice.

Dormammu was silent for a moment, dark energy gathering and dissipating in his hand: "The result of our last collaboration wasn't very good."

"This time is different."

Mephisto unfolds the contract.

"Hades will handle things personally; you just need to keep the Ancient One occupied from the outside. And..."

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He paused deliberately.

"If the plan goes smoothly, we might even be able to take down Olympus as well."

A flicker of interest finally crossed Dormammu's eyes.

He took the contract and carefully read each clause, especially the parts concerning the allocation of powers and the division of territories after the war.

"It seems you're serious this time."

Dormammu finally spoke, gathering a ball of dark energy at his fingertips and slowly injecting it into the contract.

A jet-black mark immediately appeared on the scroll, intertwining with the other two forces.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Mephisto withdrew the contract, a satisfied smile on his face.

After Mephisto's figure disappeared into the Dark Dimension, Dormammu slowly sat back on his throne.

He didn't entirely trust this cunning Lord of Hell, but the opportunity was simply too tempting.

If we can truly eliminate the Ancient One through this, then Earth will be free of any obstacles.

Meanwhile, Mephisto crossed the dimensional barrier and returned to the scorched earth of Hell.

He looked down at the three distinct power markings on the contract and let out a soft chuckle.

"Foolish gods, arrogant demons..."

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"Only when you're both badly injured will we know who the real winner is."

He muttered to himself.

Tarot Sanctuary, Central Temple —

"A warning sign from a sixth sense?"

"It seems that Hades has managed to contact Morpheus."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.

As one of the original lords of the infinite hell in the multiverse, and as Athena previously stated, Olympus has always wanted to reopen the underworld.

Hades' movements are not hard to guess.

Moreover, given his strength, there aren't many beings that can pose a threat to him.

Mephisto happened to be among them —