The five thousand year old girl of Meiman

.With a wave of her hand, all traces were erased, and even the body that was nailed to the ground by Diana disappeared into a puff of smoke, leaving only the things she wanted to take away.Diana grabbed what she needed in her hands, and after checking that there was nothing left behind, she jumped directly into the sky and disappeared into the dense forest.

After Diana disappeared, a group of people slowly walked out of the dense forest. They swallowed hard looking at the completely unchanged environment. They never expected that in such a fierce battle, they would be waved by that woman at the end. Nothing disappeared.

This is no longer something technology can do.

The T'Challa of this world, who has not yet become the Black Panther at this moment, is surprisingly quiet and has a solemn expression.

What I saw before was really hard to accept for a while.

The guy wearing the Black Panther suit is not a model in a shell. It is a real vibranium suit and cannot be faked at all.

But except for Wakanda, no one else can make vibranium into a suit, which is quite a luxury for any other country.

Except, Wakanda.

"The world is changing too fast." T'Challa said in a voice that only he could hear.

On the other side, Dormammu, who was pushed back to the dark dimension by Diana, now just feels confused.When would a dimensional master be beaten back to his hometown so easily?This is completely a shame, a shame that needs to be washed away with that person's blood.

Now, it is estimated that the fact that he was beaten back to his own dimension by someone other than the Supreme Mage has spread in various dimensions.

I don’t know how those guys arranged themselves, but Dormammu will never show his face now.If you go out now, you will make those guys a laughing stock.

"I heard that he was beaten back?" A vicissitudes of voice came into Dormammu's ears, and with the voice came a strong smell of sulfur.

This smell made Dormammu feel a little nauseous, but what was even more nauseating was the guy who came with the smell, a guy full of stench.

Lord of Hell, Mephisto.

"Why, aren't you happy to see your old friend? I'm the first one to come to comfort you, so that you don't have anyone to complain to." Mephisto walked into this place wearing a white suit, a top hat, and a cane. The dark dimension belonging to Dormammu is so dazzling.

Dormammu didn't say anything, and turned this guy into a pile of debris. Although he knew that the guy sent here was a dispensable clone, at least he felt comfortable.

"This is not the attitude towards an old friend." Sure enough, that guy appeared in Dormammu's dimension dressed like a slut.

"Are you coming here to watch my jokes, or to see if I am so weak that I have swallowed up the dark dimension?" Dormammu said in an angry voice, completely unhappy with this guy appearing in front of him now.

Mephisto is not as nervous as Dormammu. This guy knows very well whether he can merge the dark dimension into his own regional dimension.The purpose of his coming was to see what kind of guy could make Dormammu suffer such a loss without immediately taking revenge on that guy.

"Wow, wow, wow." Mephisto opened his hands in an extremely exaggerated manner and made a series of strange movements, "Can you think of me with your big head? Why do I have to come just to see how weak you are?"

"I don't think there is any friendly relationship between the lords of the dimensions, especially you are a guy from the hell dimension." Dormammu didn't have a good tone towards this guy. Hell lords rely on deception, temptation, and manipulation to obtain human souls. , but none of them are good things.

Compared to those guys, he was as pure as a little white flower.

For his believers, he has never been stingy with power, but the same cannot be said for those hell lords.

These guys, like the mages, have little credibility.

"Then I won't disturb your rest." Mephisto didn't stay much longer, but after saying that, he disappeared into the dark dimension.

"Hmph~" Dormammu knew that this guy would never do anything good. He would show courtesy for nothing, and would either commit adultery or steal.

Now that he was leaving so simply, he definitely knew what he wanted, which was probably part of the information about the guy who sent him back to the dark dimension.

Dormammu was right, Mephisto did get what he wanted.

A trace of the mark of the person who pushed Dormammu back to the dark dimension. Although it was a bit too weak, it at least allowed him to obtain some information.

And it allows him to use this breath to locate that guy at any time to ensure that he can control that person's information at all times.

"A powerful, delicious soul, definitely a guy that makes people salivate. This is great." Mephisto could feel all the energy in his body just by absorbing that breath into his body. Every...cell?At least that's what humans call their bodies.Those things were cheering, begging for more from Mephisto, more of that man's soul, or energy.

Wu Xinmo looked at the expression of enjoyment on his father's face and had no idea what his father got after he went out again.But he understood that if even his father wanted something, it must be something that no one could refuse, especially for devils like them.

But as Mephisto's son, he didn't have the courage to ask what his father had obtained.Maybe his father could just beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for half a month.

Mephisto opened his eyes, looked at his son who had always had ambitions but never dared to show them, and glared at Wu Xinmo with some hatred.

Then he waved his hand to signal the child to leave.

The Witch Heart Demon also wisely prepared to leave his father's palace.

But Mephisto then stopped his son: "Wait a minute."

The Witch Heart Demon has no way of understanding the thoughts of his father. He usually thinks and acts. As for why he is being stopped now, maybe he has something to explain to him.

"Didn't you always want the St. Fangansa Contract?" Mephisto stared at this respectful son with sharp eyes, but he knew better than anyone else the ambitions of his cheap son. He always wanted to get the one that could be cast. A powerful magic weapon.But because he never let him go to the human world, he silently hid his thoughts.

Wu Xinmo didn't expect that his father would tell this matter so straightforwardly.He was so shocked that he almost knelt down to Mephisto and begged for mercy.

Mephisto just waved his hand and continued to say to the Witch Heart Demon: "Now you can go to the human world and find that contract. That thing is yours."

I found something better.

Mephisto naturally did not say the second half of the sentence, but silently added it in his heart.

The Witch Heart Demon was overjoyed when he heard the news. He even forgot about his fear of Mephisto at this moment. He raised his head and stared closely at Mephisto sitting on the skull throne.

"Father, are you serious?"

Mephisto nodded and said nothing.

The Witch Heart Demon doesn't want to stay in this hall for a moment now. Now he just wants to enter the human world quickly and get the Saint Fangansa Contract.

Seeing Mephisto waving his hand, he quickly left the hell palace.

As soon as the Witch Heart Demon left the palace, he accelerated his speed and rushed towards the door leading to the human world.

As long as someone tries to summon the devil, he can use that thing to come to the world.

"St. Fangansa Contract." The eyes of the Witch Heart Demon were filled with burning desire.