When the enemy meets, they are extremely jealous.
Doom stared at the huge demon in the red cloak, his eyes were splitting, and he spit out the opponent's name fiercely from his clenched teeth.
"Mephisto!"
No matter when, Doom could not forget what the scarlet figure in front of him had done to his mother.
However, Doom's anger did not affect Mephisto's mood at all.
He looked at Doom for a moment, and then said:
"Doom, it's been a long time...I knew you would come to the door eventually, but I didn't expect that you would bring me such a meeting gift..."
While speaking, Mephisto's yellow vertical pupils looked at Leon on the side.
It first closed its eyes, and carefully felt the soul power that was constantly transmitted from Leon, "Well...your soul is very powerful and very attractive. But you have an aura that I hate very much..."
In a moment, Mephisto opened his eyes suddenly and asked in a deep voice:
"What is your relationship with Asgard?"
Asgard, who guards the Nine Realms, is famous, even Mephisto, who lives in hell for a long time and tastes the soul, has heard of it.
Mephisto's reaction surprised Leon.
However, if you think about it, he didn't specifically explain the complicated relationship between himself and Asgard, but pointedly said:
"It's none of your business, you just need to know that I'm with Doom, that's enough."
Looking up and down at Leon again, and glancing at Doom, Mephisto couldn't help but fall into contemplation.
On the other side, Doom, who finally saw the master, couldn't wait.
He took a step forward, pointed at Mephisto, and said loudly:
"Mephisto! I want to challenge you! We ask to fight for the release of my mother's soul!"
Hearing this, Mephisto was a little startled, as if he had heard a very ridiculous joke, he burst into laughter:
"Hahaha…"
"Do you ask? Challenge? Doom, you are just an ordinary mortal, so you dare to talk to me like this?!"
"You can tell a few more jokes, maybe I will be teased by you Jokers and agree, maybe..."
As he spoke, Mephisto's scarlet body, as if inflated by a blow, grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, the body of the lord of hell stood in front of the two of them like a huge mountain.
Looking down at the two men whose faces gradually became serious, Mephisto smiled evilly and said solemnly:
"This is my place, no matter who it is, you have to listen to me!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mephisto grabbed his cloak with both hands and flicked forward.
In the next second, a dark yellow sandstorm of hell appeared out of thin air, sweeping towards Leon and Doom!
Booming...
The dust storm rushed towards their faces, and Leon and Doom were overwhelmed by the dust as soon as they reached out their hands to cover their eyes.
Without time to pay attention to Doom, Leon just mobilized the power of Thor in his body and lingered around his body, turning it into a pair of thunder armor, keeping the dust out of his body.
When he stepped towards Doom's direction, a burst of scarlet smoke quietly passed through the Thunder armor, stroking his face.
Leon blinked subconsciously.
When he opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding pictures had changed!
"This is?"
Leon found that he had come to a cozy room.
The layout of the room, the Beckham posters on the wall, and the clothes on the bed all made him feel more cordial.
In front of him was a computer desk. On the desktop of the computer, there is a laptop computer of the Hewlett-Packard brand.
At the moment, he was holding the mouse in his hand and sitting in front of the computer. On the computer screen, he had an anal for a long time, and it was too dirty to pass the customs.
Everything in front of him made Leon a little dazed.
At this moment, the door of the room was knocked, and a slightly immature male voice came from the door:
"Brother, are you there?"
Upon hearing this, Leon subconsciously replied:
"What's wrong? Playing games!"
In the words, he was a little impatient.
As if already used to it, a little boy with a bag of potato chips in his hand opened the door very familiarly.
While stuffing potato chips in his mouth, he leaned to Leon's side, and said angrily:
"Mom asked me to call you, go to bed, don't play games too late. Otherwise, I won't give you the pocket money next week!"
Such threats did not seem to affect Li Ang, who was fighting. He stared at the computer screen without squinting, while pressing the mouse, while casually perfunctory:
"Immediately, I will go to sleep after hitting this sword mound..."
He said "immediately", but when he finished playing the boss, ten minutes had passed...
"Finally killed it..."
Raising his hands, Li Ang stretched out, then grabbed his brother's potato chips and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Well, it's good, barbecue flavor..."
"Hey! This is my potato chips!"
The little boy who was attacked immediately reached out and grabbed it, trying to regain his own snacks.
It's a pity that due to the huge difference in body size, he can only watch his hateful brother and stuff slices of potato chips into his mouth.
Being looked at by his brother's pitiful, big eyes that seemed to be about to leave unsatisfactory tears, Li Ang, who was uneasy, returned the remaining few potato chips to him.
"It's alright, I'll give it back to you, just a few potato chips from you, it's necessary to be so sad..."
He took the potato chips back and looked at the few remaining potato chips. The little boy couldn't help pouting his mouth and said angrily:
"Huh! I want to tell mom that you don't want to sleep and let her deduct your pocket money!"
After that, the little boy who was afraid of being beaten immediately ran out of the room holding the few remaining potato chips.
"Hey, you stingy..."
After a while, the mother, who was informed by her younger brother, also took the feather duster and rushed into the room aggressively.
Seeing that something was wrong, Li Ang immediately shut down, jumped onto the bed in a swooping motion, and then pulled on the quilt.
"Mom, don't do it! I'll go to bed right away!"
"Huh! Li Ang, let me tell you, next time you go to bed after eleven o'clock, don't think about pocket money!"
"Yes, yes, I know."
Li Ang, who was lying on the bed as he watched his mother turn off the light, breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the white ceiling, Li Ang's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he slowly closed.
After a while, he closed his eyes tightly, as if Li Ang, who had fallen asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he said loudly with a magnetic voice:
"Mephisto, do you think this trick can fool me?!"