Chapter 309
Go back to history.
Hell Demon King Mephistopheles, first appeared in the famous novel "Faust" written by Goethe.
Have many titles and titles.
'Saboteur','Fraiser','Haters of Light','God of Dark Magic','Punishing Great Evil and Doing Good'...
A Demon King who is not a hell in the traditional sense.
A great Demon King who wanders outside of hell and is self-contained.
An eccentric old bastard with ambiguous code of conduct, neither good nor evil, betraying the truth and truth, and self-confessed to be the “elves of negation”.
Weird blasphemer who is keen to punish evil and promote good, spread knowledge, but also like to lure the saints to fall,'You may win, but I will never lose'.
Standing in the rain.
With a plan in mind.
Cole walked to a tree and opened the suitcase that system initially generated for him.
There was a tattered, dried-up blood stained black trench coat inside.
Take the windbreaker in your hand.
'You are no longer the Vengeful Spirit and Evil Spirit Knight, Cole Walker. '
The instructions given by system are very short and there is no following.
Wipe off the rain from your face.
You can vaguely perceive the breath of heaven and hell on this old windbreaker.
That was the symbol of the fall of heaven and the fall of hell.
The medal of the slayer.
If you associate it with the character background generated by system, you can be sure that this trench coat is his clothes.
The strange thing is that it cannot be placed in the real dream equipment warehouse, and system has no explanation about this.
After thinking about it for a while.
Cole folded the trench coat and put it back in the suitcase.
'system, return to Johnny Blazer, five minutes before signing the contract with Mephistopheles. '
'Warning: Interfering with the timeline of the past may have an irreversible impact on the future and the present. Do you want to continue? '
'Yes. '
'Calculating the timeline...'
'Starting to transmit...'
After the cold mechanical synthesis sound ends.
Cole stood in place.
The world that appeared in his eyes is like a video tape that accelerates backwards.
The world is changing rapidly under his feet.
The decades of years have passed away in a flash.
Until the picture freezes in the circus.
'The timeline is backtracked. '
The cold wind blew Cole's cheek.
The circus after get off work is sparsely populated. The dimness before night covers the earth. The house of horror and the hideous clown statue are breathtaking.
Afterwards.
From hell, cold, malicious breath.
In the evening breeze.
Standing outside the tent of a funny show.
Cole took out a cigarette, and after a glimpse of Johnny Blazer when he was young, he trot with a sad face to the warehouse where the locomotive was parked.
Take out the guilt verdict.
In the past, the metal clamshell lighter that would change its shape when exposed to evil forces, inexplicably maintained its original appearance.
Same as the title of Great Demon King Mephistopheles "fraudster".
Under calm and peace, there is unpredictable malice.
Light a cigarette with a twisted flame.
A dark silhouette, leaning on a cane, appeared outside the gate of the circus without warning.
Like an elderly gentleman walking, smiling, walking slowly towards the warehouse where Johnny Blazer is.
However.
What will happen next is different from the plot of the movie.
Should have been walking along the deserted path to Mephistopheles outside Johnny’s Gate, and accidentally ran into an uninvited guest.
A cowboy hat, carrying a suitcase.
A weird man with a costume very similar to the Texas Mounted Police or Western Fanatics of the last century.
For a Great Demon King of hell.
He didn't perceive the existence of a third party in advance, which was beyond his expectation.
Moreover.
The evil force that could easily make humans fall into a state of madness, came in contact with the weird man stuck in the road, and returned to nothing.
With both hands on the cane, he stopped in front of Cole.
Looking at all around with a puzzled look, smiling, and saying, "There should be no one here except me, youngster, you are in the middle of the road. Is there anything you want to say to me? "
Moffiste's voice is full of affinity, like an old friend who has known each other for many years.
Cole took the cigarette in his hand and said indifferently, "This is not where you should be, Old Guy."
"Where should you not be?"
The old gentleman transformed into Mephistopheles, took a look at all around, helplessly said with a smile, "Is this your private domain? Hmm... If there is nothing else, I have something very important. Do it.
Also, the name Old Guy is too rude."
I smiled and blinked at Cole jokingly, walked around him, and walked slowly Walked to Johnny's room.
Like that proverb: You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep.
Obviously.
Morpheus, the cunning Old Guy, is pretending to be confused.
Take a deep breath of cigarette.
Cole turned and looked at the back of the'old gentleman', frowned, "A lie will only become a noose to hang you, devil."
Heard this sentence.
Mephiste turned around and looked at Cole, said with a slight smile, "So... are you the noose? Youngster."
In a flat conversation.
It covers the first fierce confrontation between Cole and the Hell Demon King.
Perhaps they are afraid of each other.
The two did not do anything.
The latter motioned to Cole slightly nodded, turned and left.
Five minutes later.
There are three more burned cigarette butts beside the bench under the tree.
The atmosphere of hell that permeated the circus gradually dissipated.
Cole got up and walked to the warehouse where the locomotive was parked.
Just now, what happened inside has not changed because of his appearance and intervention.
Young and rebellious Johnny.
I thought that Devil’s proposal to use the soul as a reward to cure his father’s lung cancer was just a madman’s rant.
In a ridiculous tone, he disdainfully said a tone particle: okay.
But he didn't know.
When talking with devil, any word may be given a special meaning.
After he said that word with disdain and ridicule.
Half of the contract has been reached.
In the room.
Johnny holds the finger scratched by the contract just now, and browses tightly knit.
The original depressed mood became more and more dull after the divine Old Guy left.
The romance with Roshan is blocked.
Father's advanced lung cancer may soon die.
The burden caused by double setbacks is a bit too heavy for a young man who has just grown up.
I picked up the wrench and sat next to the motorcycle, muttering to myself, "Strange Old Guy..."
This time.
I heard footsteps ringing behind me again.
Johnny pursed his mouth helplessly, opened his hand and said impatiently, "I agree to your request, what else do you want to do? Old Guy."
Wait for him to turn. When he passed away, ready to scold the uninvited guest out.
See you.
The person standing at the door is not the old guy who is babbling.
It's a cowboy dress...or rather, a stranger who is more inclined to the Bounty Hunter who was active in the western wilderness in the last century.