Chapter 715: Mephisto who was completely whitewashed (Second update!!)

From the moment the Death Angel Danny appeared at the Flint Monastery in Texas and awakened to touch the origin of Hell, Mephisto knew.

However, Mephisto had moved from behind Pluto to Earth when Hawk brought the news that the Death Angel would awaken on the 11th of the Earth day.

When Hawk attacked the Heaven dimension, he had actually already arrived at Mars.

Then—

Mephisto saw Hawk like a cosmic superman, directly bombing into the Heaven dimension.

He was stunned on the spot.

One person, running into Yahweh's base camp?

"Hiss!"

"Brother."

"Blood brother, for him, he actually did this!"

After Mephisto thought of this, his tailbone trembled, and that tingling feeling instantly rose to his crown. Immediately after, thinking of his past when he wanted to harm Hawk, even though he was shameless, his face was a bit hot at this moment.

"Brother, don't worry, I will never let you down again."

"You watch."

"Brothers..."

Mephisto took a deep breath, followed by a roar. After the Hell dimension moved to the door of the Heaven dimension, he led the already assembled demon army, took the first step, and rushed into the portal of Heaven that Hawk had bombed open, preparing to meet his brother.

Then...

He was stupid, and immediately after, a thought appeared in his mind.

Where did this bring me?

Is this still the Heaven where milk and honey flowed on the ground?

Entering his eyes!

Heaven and earth collapsing.

Heaven and earth collapsing in the true sense.

The sky of the Heaven dimension, which originally had holy light, was now covered with endless cracks, and black flames were still burning.

The ground of the entire Heaven looked like it had experienced an earthquake of over magnitude 50.

High mountains collapsed.

Rivers stopped flowing.

The gospel islands that originally floated in the sky also pierced into the plains below like broken giant swords.

The earth was covered with countless bottomless rift valleys, from which what rushed out was no longer sweet springs, but chaotic and disordered energy turbulence and destructive embers.

The rivers that once flowed with milk and honey and grew the Tree of Life were either buried by overturned mountains or exposed cracked and twisted riverbeds.

The carefully carved jade stairs were broken.

The gorgeous pavilions and pavilions turned into pieces of ruins, and black flames also covered the entire world, burning and turning into smoke pillars rushing into the sky.

But what made Mephisto feel most shocked were those corpses!

To be precise, it should be severed limbs.

Countless charred severed limbs were all over the world, also covered by black flames. With the burning of the black flames, the severed limbs were gradually turning into ashes.

As far as the eye could see, there were broken walls and ruins, and scorched earth wailing.

This doesn't look like Heaven.

It looks more like Hell than Hell.

As for Hawk—

He hovered quietly above the Heaven dimension, his black shining pupils, like a cold and ruthless god, overlooking and appreciating the battlefield he had created with one hand.

Just then.

Hawk saw Mephisto leading the demon army and attacking.

Mephisto also saw Hawk.

Eyes met.

Hawk's thoughts moved, the Black Phoenix Surplice flashed with black light, turned into a neat Saint Cloth behind him, and was then collected into the temple of the Underworld.

Gulp!

Mephisto withdrew his gaze, looked at the cruel battlefield within his naked eyes, swallowed his saliva, and then the demon wings behind him danced, rising rapidly, and came to Hawk.

"Those angels..."

"Dead."

"Yahweh..."

"Hung up."

"Then their..."

"Extinguished."

One question and one answer.

Hawk calmed down the surging desire to fight in his heart, told Mephisto about his experience after coming in with a calm tone, and then looked at Mephisto, whose expression was becoming more and more dull, and chuckled: "This old thing Yahweh, still wanted to plot against me, doesn't he know that I am least afraid of these unclassy little tricks? Right, Old Mo, you have the most experience, don't you?"

Mephisto heard this, a shiver, shook his head, and then looked at Hawk with a serious and solemn expression: "Brother, no, foster father, from now on, you are my foster father."

Foster father?

Hawk was slightly stunned, his face turned black, looking at Mephisto who wanted to make himself a foster father: "Don't, just call me brother, foster father is enough."

Good guy.

Although Lu Bu's bottom line is very low, at least he still has one.

Mephisto...

This guy is purely without a bottom line.

Hawk thought in his heart, looking at Mephisto who intended to persist, and quickly changed the subject: "Right, just now..."

He told Mephisto about Yahweh's deliberate guidance for him to look at his future, and at the same time, he felt the threat of malice from time not to look at the future: "I always feel that Yahweh is not only suggesting to me that he is no longer here, but also suggesting to me, wanting me to take a look at my future."

Yes.

Yahweh's suggestion at that time was not only that he saw the future in advance, so he left.

It was also suggesting to him that looking at the future wouldn't have any issues.

Hawk always felt something was wrong.

Just right.

Mephisto, although he is of the Death Law, is also considered the oldest master of the Death dimension in the universe, knowledgeable, maybe he knows something.

Sure enough.

Mephisto, after listening to Hawk's story, was stunned for a moment, then looked at Hawk.

"You didn't take a look at your future after you shrunk your timeline?"

"No."

Hawk shook his head. ===== CHAPTER 717 =====