Chapter 193: Mephisto

, The Genie Starting from Marvel

After finding the things he wanted on the ceiling of 2010, Constantine only needed to wait safely for a few more days to leave this place.

However, things were not as simple as he thought.

That night, Constantine was leaning against the wall, having just entered a dream, when the demon statue in his pocket suddenly shattered into powder under the influence of an unknown force.

Constantine's spiritual body was also dragged into a strange space.

"Where is this?"

Constantine looked around; it was pitch black here, without a single ray of light.

Suddenly, a black hand appeared in the sky—a truly black hand. Although everything around was black, that hand was so black that even the dark night couldn't cover it.

Constantine discovered that when the black hand fell, he had already lost the opportunity to escape. However, from the very beginning, this opportunity might not have existed.

'Whoosh!'

A mass of Hellfire surged from Constantine's body. Above his head, Mephisto appeared, looking a bit helpless. "Dormammu, give me some face."

"And if not?" Dormammu's answer didn't have a single bit of warmth.

'Crackle, crackle', the Hell Dimension forcibly pushed open the surrounding space, and the burning flames illuminated this area.

"I don't want to fight you, but that doesn't mean I fear you," Mephisto said with his hands behind his back. The encroaching Hell Dimension around him was already his best response.

Mephisto didn't dare to really take action now either. After all, if he took action, how would that be any different from the Ancient One who had entered the field directly?

"I don't think it's enough." Dormammu appeared directly. After his huge body made of pure energy appeared, the Dark Dimension once again occupied the absolute upper hand.

Mephisto sighed and looked at Constantine with regret. "Forget it, then he's yours."

"What use is a maggot to me?" Dormammu's attention was locked entirely on Mephisto. The idea he originally had wasn't to take Constantine away. Just as Dormammu himself said, Constantine was just a maggot in his eyes.

"You still want to keep me?" Mephisto found it a bit funny. He had gone deep alone, but so what? To put it bluntly, he could come here if he wanted to and leave if he wanted to.

The Dark Dimension hadn't completely swallowed the world below them yet, and Mephisto wasn't worried at all about not being able to leave.

"I announce that this matter is open for discussion."

Another voice appeared behind Mephisto. Turning his head to look, Thanos walked out from the shadows, holding a double-edged long sword in his hand, his domineering aura leaking out. Just standing there cut off Mephisto's retreat.

Mephisto secretly said 'not good'. This was troublesome. Running was still no problem, and even if he couldn't run, it would only be the loss of a clone. But there was still that question: what if it was judged by the Game Table as actively entering the field?

"You two would actually cooperate?" Mephisto asked in return.

The relationship between Dormammu and Thanos had always been very tense, and they had gone to war more than once or twice.

After all, Thanos wanted to eliminate half the population of the universe, the kind that was just right, while Dormammu was eager to eat this entire parallel universe.

"Are you stalling for time? No need to stall; I can give you a little more time. Think of a way properly." Dormammu directly exposed Mephisto's calculations.

"Alright then, if there's anything you want to ask, ask." Mephisto directly gave up; he couldn't control the current situation a bit.

Who could have thought that Dormammu would be like he was sick, running to this kind of place to block him, and even finding Thanos? This was simply outrageous.

"You should know what we want to know." Dormammu pressed step by step. If Mephisto didn't spit something out today, it would be impossible to end.

"Eh, is it strange that you can't get into Earth?" Mephisto looked at Dormammu and extended his hand, simulating the aura of a low-level Cosmic Demon God. "If you limit your power to this level, you can get in."

Dormammu was furious. What was the difference between going to Earth at that level and going to deliver food? Wouldn't the Ancient One welcome him with applause? And by the way, hang up a banner thanking Dormammu for his contribution to Earth's development.

"Don't be anxious... you can't bypass this restriction, at least not until the protagonist group grows up. The script outline is written like this." Mephisto sighed and continued, "If you still intend to try, you can throw some subordinates over, or bestow some evil cults with your power."

"Remember to grasp the degree. Too little is useless, too much is a dish for the Ancient One. However, the Ancient One shouldn't manage it too seriously; after all, she is already pondering retirement matters."

"Retirement? Tell me in detail." Thanos urged. If the Ancient One left and there was only an elderly Odin in the Nine Realms, maybe the plan could be advanced.

"Extreme Spirit Chaos Decision"

"I'm not clear on the specifics, but she is already arranging her affairs. This is a game script; there is a price for investors to enter the field themselves." Mephisto deliberately made the matter ambiguous.

"What script? Whose script?" Thanos was a bit nervous. After all, it was well known that there was also a great existence in the Marvel Infinite Universe who loved to watch plays and loved to play.

"Anyway, it's not the one you're thinking of right now. I can't say who it specifically is." Mephisto finished speaking and looked at Thanos.

"Now, I have already taken a step back and said everything that can be said. If you still block the road, I guarantee that the Black Order will turn into five dead chickens!"

Thanos narrowed his eyes. He could feel that Mephisto was serious. If he forced him any further, it would definitely be a case of mutual destruction.

At that time, Earth would have one less Ancient One and one more Mephisto who was always looking for trouble; the situation wouldn't be much better.

Thanos silently put away the double-edged long sword and made way.

Dormammu still wanted to be relentless. He wasn't afraid of Mephisto looking for trouble. Come on, let's hurt each other. The Dark Dimension had always been the party that picked trouble everywhere.

However, this time it was Thanos's turn to block Dormammu. The double-edged sword in his hand pointed, once again affecting the balance of power between the two sides.

Mephisto waved his right hand at Constantine, sending him away first.

It was hard to say whether this time was a loss or a gain. Dormammu was truly shameless, a guy who had lived for tens or hundreds of billions of years in the Dark Dimension, bullying a young man.

Afterward, Mephisto slowly left this place. After leaving, the clone shattered, and the information was transmitted back to the main body.

Receiving the information from the clone, Mephisto came directly to the Game Table.

On that virtual Earth game table, the small logo representing Mephisto was already floating in the air. The difference in position from the Ancient One's logo was that it hadn't fallen yet.

"Two damn guys!" Mephisto's teeth were almost bitten to pieces. Thanos and Dormammu messing around like this had messed up all his plans.

Fortunately, the director points obtained this time were not few; otherwise, it would truly be a total loss. ===== CHAPTER 194 =====