American Comics: Trading Tom Cat

Locke raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

"Theoretically, there's no way, but if it's you, it's not impossible."

"You know, I really dislike this kind of charlatan-like talk."

Gu Yi gave a wry smile: "It's not that I don't want to speak frankly, it's just a taboo of time."

In that case, Locke will not say more; no living being dares to underestimate the backlash of time.

"To put it another way, what solution did you see?"

“Two.” Gu Yi held up two fingers.

"Tell me."

"First, kill Thiam completely, then bind Thiam's soul and send Thiam to reincarnate. If we do this, we will most likely face a crazy pursuit from the Celestials."

Locke looked at Gu Yi as if she were an idiot. It was indeed a solution, but only a madman would do it. This would be a fight to the death with the Celestials!

Don't be fooled by the fact that the Celestials seem to operate only at the single-universe level. In reality, the Celestials are not without giants. This race also has multi-dimensional level experts. In fact, the leader of the Celestials is called OAA!

Yes, the same name as the omnipotent creator in the Marvel Universe. Although there are many theories that the two are not the same person, Locke has no interest in proving whether this is true or false, not at all.

The Ancient One calmly met Locke's look of disbelief and continued, "As for the second method, it was He who told me about it."

"The power of chaos, one of the three great powers of the universe, the power that controls creation. If you can reach the level of a single universe, you may be able to use the power of chaos to reshape the Earth in an instant."

Locke fell into deep thought. This method made sense; the idea of ​​giving birth to Thiam and then reshaping the Earth himself seemed highly feasible.

“Okay.” Locke nodded after only a moment.

As for whether it could become a single universe, Locke had no doubts about that.

"Thank you." A gentle voice suddenly rang in Locke's ears.

Locke raised an eyebrow. Even a fool could guess who was thanking him. After all, though he might be reluctant, who would refuse if the child were truly born?

What caused Locke's emotional reaction was not this point, but the voice itself—it was clearly a female voice. Even the Celestials have genders?

After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Master, is there anything else?"

Gu Yi nodded: "There are two more small matters. Kamar-Taj still owes you three items. When will you come to collect them?"

Locke frowned as he looked at the Ancient One: "As a seer of time, how could you not know when to take it?"

“If I didn’t know it all too well, I wouldn’t have come to find you.”

Locke fell silent again, and after a moment said, "You understand, if there are some things I don't understand, I won't go. I have no interest in owing you a favor for no reason."

“Gu Yi, I am wary of you, and I have never bothered to hide that. You know why.”

"Karmar-Taj has no ill intentions toward you, and I have no ill intentions toward you."

A cold glint flashed in Locke's eyes as he stared intently at the Ancient One.

Do you believe that yourself?

"You've witnessed tens of millions of battles with me. If it were simply to find a way to defeat me, I don't believe you would have needed to do it tens of millions of times!"

This situation is different from the Doctor Strange of the future. Doctor Strange is a group of first- or second-rate people on Earth fighting against Thanos, who is at the level of a near-Celestial Father. Moreover, this near-Celestial Father is using the Infinity Stones to leap towards becoming the Celestial Father. In this case, it would be necessary to peer into the future tens of millions of times to find the only chance of victory.

The relationship between the Ancient One and Rock is completely different from that of Doctor Strange.

"So, Gu Yi, tell me, what did you see during those millions of glimpses into the future? And what made your curiosity so strong that you absolutely had to know the answer!"

Silence, long silence.

"Don't try to fob me off with nonsense like 'time backlash.' With your strength, there's no way you couldn't withstand a single instance of time backlash!"

Stay silent.

A long time, a long time.

"I can only tell you one thing."

"Say!"

"Never let your cat blur its own identity as a cat, even if it makes the cat more vulnerable."

Locke's eyes widened suddenly. He had considered many possibilities, but he had never thought of this one.

After Tom's awareness of his own cat identity is blurred, what terrible things will he discover?

Locke always knew about Tom's problem. Tom was indeed extraordinary, but most of the time he perceived himself as a cat, so he had many cat-like habits, such as liking to eat dried fish. Similarly, he also developed some weaknesses, such as a cat (after it was cured) being afraid of dogs. These habits were determined by his perception, not because Tom was actually unable to defeat a dog.

Locke remained silent for a long time, thinking about many things. Finally, he nodded.

“I understand, Kamar-Taj. I will go there later.”

"Gu Yi, as long as you don't deliberately scheme against me, I will consider genuinely becoming friends with you."

"It's my honor." For the first time, a genuine smile appeared on Gu Yi's face.

Gu Yi stood up and gracefully performed an ancient ritual.

"Karmar-Taj awaits Your Majesty's arrival at any time."

"Also, as a friend, I have a message for you."

"That Punisher is in a bad situation right now."

Hearing this, Locke was not angry at all, but instead looked surprised: "Has that old man lost his mind? He's actually going to confront me head-on?"

Mephisto is notoriously shameless, resorting to underhanded tricks and petty theft. He's quick to run away when it's time to leave. As a demon god of hell known for his negative energy, it's common for him to turn on people and betray them. In this situation, he is recognized by all the demon gods of hell as the most shameless. He has almost completely disgraced the demon gods of hell. It's really strange that such a guy would inexplicably clash with a sub-father.

After all, He's the type who'd rather ambush than fight head-on.

Chapter Sixty-Four: Mephisto's Plot

As night fell, it was pitch black outside, and even the lights had stopped shining. The entire area seemed to have sunk into complete darkness.

Punisher Frank's gaze was cold and wary as he surveyed his surroundings. Not far from him stood a large man, only slightly shorter than him, but the two were on completely different levels. One was like a predator, while the other resembled a listless and decadent man.

The dejected Johnny sniffed: "Dude, when do you think they'll come after us?"

Frank frowned: "Shut up!"

Johnny felt a little wronged: "Dude, you shouldn't treat me like this."

“I really can’t do it. I don’t know what’s going on. Ever since you came into my life, the monster inside me has been silent. It’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, it’s that I really can’t do it.”

"I told you to shut up! There's a noise outside!"

Johnny, the dejected man, immediately changed his expression, a clear look of panic appearing in his eyes. He unconsciously moved closer to Frank.

Over time, he had developed complete trust in this man named Frank.

This man is truly powerful! With his human body, he fought over a dozen battles against monsters from hell. Without this man, he might have been killed long ago.

Frank stared calmly into the distance for a moment before saying, "It's a stray dog."

"Phew~" Johnny immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hey buddy, this can't go on like this. Shouldn't we ask someone for help?"

"Shut up!" Frank's face showed obvious displeasure for the first time.

Johnny's lips trembled slightly, then he whispered cautiously, "That old guy said you have a powerful force behind you, perhaps we can..."

Johnny fell silent, not because he didn't want to, but because a gun was already pressed against his head.

Seeing Johnny finally give in, Frank put away his .320 gun, leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and his mind raced.

Frank could certainly call upon the power behind him and seek Locke's help, but as a perfect warrior, Frank has his own pride.

If you can't beat someone, going home to your parents is what children do.

Although he had been constantly hunted down and Johnny had encountered some unknown problems, Frank was not in a hopeless situation yet. He tried to find a way to solve the problem as quickly as possible.

Of course, the simplest way would be for Johnny to activate Ghost Rider's power and then hand it over to Frank, who would then go on a killing spree. But Johnny can't do that now, so we have to find another way.

Frank's brows furrowed. His understanding of the mysterious was limited, and as for Johnny... well, let's not talk about that good-for-nothing.

Without sufficient information and data, it is difficult to devise a perfect solution.

"How did you first awaken the monster inside you?"

Johnny paused for a moment, then said, "That's how he woke up on his own."

A hint of unease flashed across Frank's eyes. He had a guess: Johnny couldn't control that power at all, and his understanding of it was very limited. In this case, the most likely scenario was that the control of that power didn't actually lie with Johnny, or rather, it wasn't solely with Johnny.

The current situation likely means that another controller forcibly shut down the power within Johnny's body.

As for the reason, Frank was unsure, but he had a guess: they might not want him to obtain that power, but they were also wary of Locke behind him.

"You said that power of yours, who gave it to you?"

Johnny's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, a despicable, shameless, and cunning bastard!"

Frank nodded; this must be the other controller who shut down Johnny's power.

The Witchheart Demon currently hunting them down is said to be a son of hell and has a major conflict with Mephisto. According to Frank's guess, that Mephisto might be wary of Locke, who is behind him, while the other Witchheart Demon might not be at a high enough level and therefore doesn't know about his background, which makes him full of murderous intent towards them.

The problem now is that even the Demon Heart of Witch is not someone he can fight against.

Frank, despite receiving a lot of resources from Locke and working very hard, is actually only at a combat power of less than 40. He is already struggling to fight against three demons with combat power exceeding 70, not to mention the unknown Witchheart Demon behind him.

Frank rubbed his stiff brow; he hadn't encountered such a dangerous situation in a long time.

"Frank, Frank, your stuff is glowing!"

Frank turned around and saw that his coat, which he had taken off, was actually glowing.

He subconsciously stepped forward and groped around in the glowing area. Soon, he pulled out a badge. Looking at the badge with the Ace of Spades symbol in front of him, a complex look appeared in Frank's eyes.

He didn't want to wear the badge until he met the required qualifications, but for Locke, the Punisher Frank was the only one worthy of it, so he gave the badge to him early on.

Even so, Frank simply kept the badge and never wore it.

Looking at the glowing badge, Frank hesitated. He guessed that the badge was inexplicably glowing because Locke was looking for him, but he hadn't completed his mission yet...

Suddenly, wisps of scarlet energy emanated from the badge, condensing into a phantom in mid-air.

At that moment, suddenly, terrifying hellfire erupted from Johnny's body, and the next instant, an old gentleman emerged from it.

Locke's projection instantly looked at the old gentleman opposite him.

"Mephisto, the Lord of Hell and the Demon God, I have long admired your name."

The old gentleman took out his hat and performed an ancient ritual, his demeanor full of elegance, looking nothing like a lord of hell.

"A newly promoted sub-father level powerhouse, I have long admired you."

"Admiration~" Locke's lips curled into a strange smile: "You call this your admiration for turning against my people?"

"Mephisto, do you think I wouldn't dare to attack you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying energy spread out instantly. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings seemed to transform into a terrifying sea of ​​scarlet energy, annihilating everything within its range.

Mephisto's expression hardened, and hellfire surged around him, beginning to resist the erosion of the scarlet energy.

"This power is indeed the power of chaos!"

"This terrifying power has actually reappeared!"

"Since you know it's the power of chaos, you still dare to provoke me!"

A pair of scarlet eyes suddenly appeared behind Locke, their eyes seemingly brimming with a terrifying power capable of destroying everything. They locked onto Mephisto, waiting only for a command to launch a devastating attack.

Mephisto's phantom fluctuated violently, almost collapsing completely, before finally reforming after a very long time.

Mephisto had no choice but to lower his head: "Your Excellency may have misunderstood this matter. I have never laid a hand on Your Excellency's subordinates. In fact, after Your Excellency's power was used, I canceled all my plans."

"I see. It seems I misunderstood you..."

Mephisto's face immediately broke into a smile: "Indeed..."

"Wait, you..."

With a loud "bang!", one of Mephisto's phantom images exploded instantly.

Locke withdrew his hand that had crushed the other man: "Do you think I'm an idiot? You, Mephisto, wouldn't be without a scheme!"

This most shameless lord of hell in history is easy to trap if you engage in nonsense with him. The best way is to kill him the moment you meet him.

With a casual grab, Locke extracted the memories of Mephisto's phantom and began to examine them.