Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 78 Mephisto's Confidence (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Is the Demonic Witch afraid of death?

Of course I'm afraid. He's just as cunning, treacherous, greedy, and ambitious as Mephisto.

But they are also afraid of death.

Because of his rapid growth and his unique ability to be almost unkillable, he has little reverence for death.

But that doesn't mean he's not afraid of death.

Even when he senses that he is truly going to die, the Witch Heart Demon still feels fear.

Just like now.

"You~~" The Witch Heart Demon looked at Matthew with horror, wanting to say something, but Matthew had no patience for the Witch Heart Demon, a demon who could not harvest souls.

"goodbye!"

Matthew smiled, said goodbye, and then a golden cross of light shone wildly from his fingertips, piercing the furious gaze of the Witchheart Demon.

A terrifying golden laser beam shot out.

With such speed and terrifying power, the Witchheart Demon had no time to dodge or resist.

They could only watch helplessly as they died.

However, the next moment, a sigh reached everyone's ears.

Immediately, a black vortex appeared in front of the Witchheart Demon, completely engulfing the laser beam shot out by Matthew.

A terrifying aura, distinct from Matthew's, suddenly emanated, relieving the pressure on the Witchheart Demon. The Witchheart Demon, who had narrowly escaped death, was both shocked and furious.

However, it was very quick; his figure vanished like a ghost, and reappeared a moment later in an open space dozens of meters away.

This sudden change also surprised Johnny Rosanne and Carter.

Unlike Johnny Rosen's surprise, old Carter's face was solemn.

He recognized the voice as belonging to someone else.

The same goes for Matthew.

Matthew was not angry at the fact that someone had intervened and allowed the Demon Heart to escape his kill. Instead, he remained calm and turned his head slightly to look to his left.

A familiar figure stood under a tree seven or eight meters away.

Standing in the shadows, his face was not clearly visible.

At first glance, the shadows and darkness enveloping the figure seemed to be alive; one look was enough to devour one's soul.

Johnny and Rosanne instinctively followed Matthew's gaze. Before they could react, old Carter coldly uttered a name, revealing the newcomer's identity.

Mephisto.

"Mephisto?" Johnny and Rosanne were shocked and exclaimed in disbelief.

This name is so well-known that anyone with even a little knowledge of this subject knows what it represents.

Represents the ruler of hell, the king and lord who controls a hellish kingdom and countless demons and undead.

"My knight, I never expected you to be hiding here. You've been hiding from me for 150 years, and I've been searching for you for 150 years."

Years have passed, and now I've found you, but you're dying.

Mephisto slowly emerged from the shadows, allowing everyone to see his appearance clearly.

Wearing a long black leather coat, a black turtleneck sweater, dress pants, and leather shoes, with a black round hat on his head and a walking stick in his hand, he still looked as elegant as an old aristocratic gentleman.

His face was aged, and his skin was wrinkled.

But he possessed a dignity that ordinary old people did not have.

He looked at old Carter with a look of regret, as if he was lamenting that his once most loyal knight had grown old.

"Your posture only makes me feel nauseous, Mephisto." Old Carter knew all too well what kind of person this man was, so he didn't believe a word Mephisto said.

"Old friend, you have a deep misunderstanding about me, but I look forward to seeing you again."

Mephisto ignored old Carter's sarcasm, instead giving a slight smile before turning his head to glance at Johnny and Rosanne, finally settling on Matthew.

"I wasn't wrong before, Matthew, you have a talent that ordinary people don't have."

Why couldn't Mephisto see the things that Old Carter and the Witchheart Demon could see?

As a demon lord from a higher dimension, he can see more clearly.

How long has it been since the last time I went there?

For Mephisto, who possesses almost endless life, it's not even a nap; yet, in this time, Matthew has grown considerably.

Mephisto was overjoyed.

She grows quickly and has great talent; she's practically his dream servant, or rather, his warrior.

"You're much bolder this time than last time, Mephisto," Matthew said sarcastically.

"She and her monks were too busy to take care of themselves, which gave me an opportunity."

Mephisto didn't care about saving face, directly acknowledging the sarcasm hidden in Matthew's words. Then, he turned to look at the bewildered and uncertain Wu Xinmo dozens of meters away, and chuckled, "Thanks to my child's help."

"It's through him that you can be seduced, Matthew."

"You think your projection is much stronger than last time, and you're confident it can defeat me?"

Matthew found it somewhat amusing.

Mephisto seems to have overestimated himself, or perhaps underestimated him.

With that confident look on his face, he was really looking forward to seeing the other person's embarrassed and angry face later.

Slapping a famous hell lord in the face must feel wonderful.

"Genius takes time to develop, Matthew. If you had a few years, I might not have that confidence, but it's not enough now." Mephisto said calmly and with impeccable style.

Johnny and Rosanne held their breath, not daring to say a word, watching Mephisto and Matthew exchange words and gestures.

Especially the latter, she felt like she couldn't breathe.

Aura. For ordinary people, aura is just a kind of temperament, but Mephisto and Matthew are at a much higher level of life, so the clash of their auras is real.

Ordinary people can truly feel this kind of pressure, and their blood vessels may burst or their hearts may stop.

"Father~~"

Wu Xinmo's feelings were much more complicated, and his handsome face twisted as he gritted his teeth.

There was anger and fear towards Matthew and Mephisto, as well as lingering fear of narrowly escaping.

Then all emotions turned into anger.

He felt like a clown, being crushed by a human being and made fun of by his father.

He overheard Mephisto and Matthew's conversation and could naturally deduce that all his previous actions had been under the watchful eye of his father, Mephisto.

The plans that the Witchheart Demon thought they had were all exploited by Mephisto.

The ultimate goal was not to kill the Witchheart Demon, but rather for the sake of Matthew, a human being.

Judging from Mephisto's language, emotions, and expressions, Mephisto values ​​Matthew highly, even more than himself.

It was this high regard that dealt a heavy blow to Wu Xinmo's self-esteem.

Mephisto seemed to sense the Witchheart Demon's anger, glanced at him casually, and then shook his head slightly: "Pride and arrogance have made you lose your sense of awe."

"It also made you lose your mind, my child."

"Your arrogance makes you look down on everyone, fills you with contempt for your father and for the earth, and the price you pay is death."

"Remember the humiliation of today."

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