Chapter 229
gold coin, this kind of currency is active in the time period of human civilization 2/3/2021, until entering the new era, this ancient currency is still in circulation, but now, The convenient and easy-to-use fancy paper replaces this precious metal for circulation, and gold coin has become an ancient item pursued by collectors.
But you need to remember that when something is given a special meaning, it actually represents no longer itself. For example, the gold coin thrown by this youngster is big Different.
That may not be called a gold coin, because there is no fixed pattern on its sides. The bartender picked up the coin and saw a painful and wailing face. Almost all the despair and pain of mankind are condensed on his face, while on the other side, there is an extremely peaceful face, which seems to represent all the happiness of mankind.
The bartender put it in his mouth and blew it, and then put it in his ear. It echoed with painful groans and howlings, and a grin of satisfaction appeared on his declining face.
"I haven't seen such a good thing for many years...pure soul gold coin."
A touch of drunkenness appeared on the bartender’s face, and he stood up straight , Moved towards this youngster bowed his head slightly,
"So what can I do for you? Generous guest."
"Open the passage and help me hide the old man "
The guest said softly, "I said, I'll find some old friends to "come up"."
The bartender shrugged and picked up a sharp one from the table next to him. The knife, winking at the guests,
"Opening the passage is my duty, but concealing it? No, no, no, I can’t hide those great beings, and I look at this gold coin For good reason, the old man has already noticed you, you'd better move a bit faster."
"pu"
He expertly pierced the knife into his heart. He smiled hard to the guest and fell to the ground. His soul floated into the air and was eaten by an invisible big mouth. The expression on the young guest's face became cold, and he turned around. Looking at those locomotives who were quiet.
"My name is Blake. Hart. Mephisto"
He whispered, that voice has a special magnetism, which puts those who have committed suicide by the bartender into a state of tension The locomotive family felt a little confused, "You can call me "Blackheart", er, forget it, this name is too ugly, call me "His Highness the Prince", I prefer this name."
"You...what did you do to old George?"
A guy next door with a devil tattoo, a black hood, a big beard, and a black motorcycle jacket stood up. I waved the beer bottle in my hand and yelled loudly,
"Damn it, I don't care what your name is! Why did you kill Old George?"
"Human... Rude guy."
Blackheart said contemptuously. He didn't lower his voice at all. This sentence undoubtedly made the dozen or so locomotives in the bar feel humiliated, and they all stood up. Moved towards Blake, the latter did not panic, he just looked at the pattern on the arm of the brawny man at the beginning with a look of confusion.
"Wait, you have the tattoo next door, is that the devil?"
The brawny man turned his head and glanced at his tattoo, hehe sneered,
"This is the legendary Great Demon ghost Mephisto who collects souls. His power is as strong as mine. Are you afraid? Little bastard!"
"No, no, no!"
Blackheart shook his head and said seriously and seriously, "Mephisto's rank is Great Demon King. He is a part of the balance of the world. The symbolic meaning cannot be profaned. We do not have the title of Great Demon ghost. , And he is not responsible for collecting souls. That is the responsibility of the wardens under his command. He prefers to travel through various worlds and times in various forms. If I remember correctly, the old fogey likes to stay the most. The time point is the medieval Renaissance Rome!"
Youngster straightened his clothes,
"And your strength is too weak, even ten millionths of Mephisto Nothing, in the end... Mephisto doesn’t look like this, it’s ugly."
The locomotives who said this were speechless, and the brawny man who started the battle felt himself Being underestimated and humiliated, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Blake's collar fiercely, and said fiercely, "Have you seen him? Do you know what he looks like? You Biaozi’s little bastard!"
"I've seen it! Many times..."
Blake's eyes became cold, he opened his hands and said softly, "According to I know that the tattoos of the human world represent the worship and pursuit of certain things, do you worship the devil, right?"
"Then come and bow down to the real devil Prince!"
"hong"
The flame of dark green in this brief moment ignited Blake's body, shredded his disguised human appearance, and revealed the real him in these scared ones. In front of the locomotive family, they lifted the head, looking up at the terrifying existence that emerged from the flames, and a deadly hot smile appeared on the twisted ghost's face.
"Now...do you know what the devil looks like?"
"Come on, offer your souls!"
After ten minutes , In a quiet cross-border bar, Blackheart sat at the table and drank wine comfortably. The wooden door was pushed open by a breeze. The silhouette wrapped in the wind circled Blake a few times, and finally landed. Beside him, he turned into a messy head dressed in a fluffy cloak.
"Salute to you, His Highness the Prince!"
This guy bends down and salutes strangely, his voice is like a mixture of thousands of winds, full of An erratic feeling,
"Thank you for saving me from that damn Joker’s prison, but I am puzzled, what do you need me to do for you in this weak world?"
Blackheart waved his hand, motioning for him to be quiet,
"Wildde, Wind Demon, wait a minute, we still have companions to come, I sacrificed more than a dozen souls not just to call You are one."
"crash-bang"
The sound of the water flow also sounded in this brief moment, and the water flow that appeared out of thin air quickly converged in the air into a whole body The wet guy, he glanced at Wilde and Blake, and he whispered,
"His Highness the Prince, your loyal Walter is here to report!"
Finally, the ground bulged. , The endless sand gathered on the ground, and eventually became an earth-yellow doll, and quickly turned into a bald guy in a brown leather jacket. He was the rudest one. He sat on a chair and stretched out his hand. He picked up Blake's glass and drank all the wine in it.
"Thor is here...speak, what do you want me to do?"
"Everyone is there, okay, okay."
Blackheart reached out for everyone to sit down, put both of his hands on the table, his black eyes looked at everyone,
"I have a plan! I killed the border guard and came to this world, because I know some secrets of the old man. After the damn Joker came, our life was not easy, so I plan to rebuild a small hell on this world and get rid of the shackles of the damn old man. !"
"hehe, Supreme Mage won't let us mess around, His Highness the Prince, you don't know how powerful Supreme Mage is, your father dare not contend with her head-on in this world!"
There was a trace of fear on the proud face of Thor, and he whispered, "Unless you are sure to persuade the Supreme Master, otherwise I will not follow you, and annoy her in this world. , Can be more irritating to your father terrifying."
"Of course I am prepared!"
Blake didn't seem to worry about this issue, this attitude immediately attracted everyone's attention On him, His Highness the Prince smiled with a win-winner,
"How many guys ran out of hell? They can all be hidden in this world, why can't we? Could Supreme Master give us Will the bondage of the old fogey be more terrifying than the old fogey? And as long as I get what I want, I can be promoted to the Demon King...think about it, a Demon King that can fully release its power in this world, even if it can’t beat the Supreme Mage , It’s enough to win us some freedom..."
There is a hint of helplessness on his handsome and evil face,
"Freedom? Hehe, we bad guys, actually also Will long for this thing."
Wind Demon King and Ink Walter looked at each other, and finally the more gloomy water monster said,
"It sounds good, but I really want to know, what do you want?"
"San Venganza contract!"
The devil Prince said softly, "Then old fogey met 1,000 evil spirits 200 years ago. The contract signed by the Evil Spirit, as long as you get With it and swallowing those 1000 evil spirits, I can fully grasp the power of hell fire. As long as we don't take the initiative to return to hell, in this world, the old fogey will never stop us! "
"Blackheart! Get out of me! "
An old voice sounded outside the door, and the bodies of the four people present suddenly stiffened. Blake gritted his teeth, stood up, rushed out of the door, and saw the person holding a skeleton cane. Old fogey, Mephisto, or Great Demon King Mephisto standing on the sand.
"Ah, the great father...how do you have time to jump out of your damn time, come How about visiting your ineffective son? "
Blackheart said with a mocking look, "Don't I, as the devil Prince, even have the power to pursue a little personal space?" "
"Of my child, you are the least worrying one! "
Mephisto's face was full of anger, and there was no more peace when talking to Cyber. The cane in his hand moved on the ground, and he looked at the devil Prince in front of him,
" How dare you come to this world as entities? Are you crazy? Ancient One only needs one finger to completely crush you! "
"But in this world, I don't have to worry about punishment from my great father, right? "
The devil Prince in this brief moment lost all his demeanor. He gritted his teeth, and the black evil lines on his face began to spread wantonly. He stared at his father,
"Let you set those rules and go to hell! I am free! I will build my hell on earth here, and I will return to my hometown one day, I will bury you completely! You are old, Mephisto, you have lost your ambitions and you are willing to drag out an ignoble existence in hell! I'm not you! "
"I... won't be you! "
"Hehe, those guys who can't drag out an ignoble existence are dead..."
Mephisto looked at his child, he whispered, "Zeus I used to have the same idea as you, but the collapse of Mount Olympus that was destroyed by the fire and rain buried everything about him. How powerful is the power of the Nine Kingdoms, and in the end it was not forced to shrink to Asgard! Blake, you don’t know what kind of power you are challenging...Ancient One Megatron Myriad Realms has been around for thousands of years, you don’t know what despair is! You poor child. "
"Are you sure you want to do it?" "
He asked.
Blake gritted his teeth. "I'm sure! "
"Very well, let me solve this problem myself before Ancient One arrives! "
Mephisto’s eyes lit up a lava-like flame, but Blake Prince laughed heartily,
"It’s okay to bully an ordinary person with a weak carrier, but here world, you are not my opponent! Damn old fogey! "
"I really can't do it myself, but in this world, my warrior and my Knight will bury all your ambitions, Blackheart, I will wait for your desperate return in hell! You will be imprisoned in Hell for 1,000 years to punish your arrogance! "
"Then let them come! "
Two dark green flaming bat wings spread out behind Blake. He gritted his teeth.
"Let them come! I will bury them! Then bury you again! "
"hehe...childish! "
Mephiste glanced at his child one last time, he shook the head, turned and wandered into the wilderness, and finally disappeared, his last voice passed into the ears of the devil Prince,
"Let me give you one last piece of advice, no matter what you want to do... Until that day comes, don't be provocative, Ancient One! "