Be The Superheroes’ Father in Marvel X DC universe Chapter 229 – Mephisto?!

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"This is a high-level demon from the depths of the Hell Dinsion. It may appear strong, but it's nothing more than a weakling! I will choose one person as a reward. Whoever swears loyalty to first will have the opportunity to fulfill one wish. I will give you three choices, and you can pick one. The first choice is to learn advanced dark magic, the second choice is to heal the injuries caused by dark magic on your body, and the third choice is wealth and money!" Chris dangled a bait.

The wizards below looked at each other, hesitant to step forward.

Everyone had a herd ntality, but very few dared to be the first to stand out and lead.

This was because the one who stuck their neck out was often the first to be shot down. No one dared to do it, and no one would.

Chris wasn't in a hurry. Instead, he displayed a unique and dazzling magic in front of everyone. Then, with a wave of his hand, the ice-encased fish-man demon was instantly exchanged to the Conqueror Store for 50.000 CP.

A towering demon vanished into thin air, and who could withstand that?

"Even if it's a demon, there's nothing to fear or worship. To seek power by relying on demons? Not even the sa race, and yet you believe in them? Truly ignorant and futile choices!" Chris spoke with a condescending tone, his gaze filled with mockery.

A pitch-black magic sphere ford in the air, and many ugly demons could be seen trapped within, struggling and enduring various tornts. Eventually, they turned into a black mist and were absorbed.

A pitch-black magic sphere ford in the air, and many ugly demons could be seen trapped within, struggling and enduring various tornts. Eventually, they turned into a black mist and were absorbed.

Such enslavent of demons was even more severe than being hunted by mages. Already shrouded in darkness, now even a powerful mage that was specialized in dark magic was keeping an eye on them. These wizards truly had no place to stand.

"I'll do it!" A cold female voice rang out, and a woman wearing a bone ring stepped forward from the crowd.

The woman had a slender figure, and her fair skin bore nurous magical rune tattoos, resembling the witches from fairy tales.

"I choose to pledge my loyalty to you. I have one request - help cure my son! He has been cursed by phisto, and phisto wants my soul. If I don't sacrifice myself, it will take my son's soul. If you truly have the ability, then help . As long as you can heal my son, I, Cynthia, will be loyal to you and serve you wholeheartedly."

As soon as she spoke, the crowd erupted in discussion.

Many people expressed great interest, not out of curiosity but because phisto was the lord of the Hell Dinsion, the strongest of them all!

phisto likes to collect unique souls to enhance his power. He has no interest in ordinary and useless souls.

Moreover, phisto is incredibly powerful. He doesn't need to be summoned; he can find his way into the mortal realm through various ans.

This is the most terrifying aspect because it ans that once you offend phisto, your life will beco a never-ending nightmare. You never know when a powerful demon will appear, plotting against you or torturing you with sinister sches, ultimately extracting your soul in despair!

Demons excel at manipulating souls, and even novice wizards know this.

Unless there is no other choice, no one would willingly make a deal with a demon.

It entails significant investnt and minimal returns, an imbalance between what is given and what is received.

Chris maintained a calm expression, but he was starting to curse inwardly.

What the hell was going on? Sothing major was happening right...

Who is phisto? He is a lord of the Hell Dinsion!

It would be quite challenging for Chris to compete with phisto in his current state. However, retreating wasn't his style either.

"Fine, bring your son forward." Chris said nonchalantly, as he put on his pants. Millyam had already cleaned his cock with her mouth.

A man approached, carrying a frail young boy on his back.

The boy didn't seem abnormal at first glance, but there was a dark mist enveloping his entire body, which appeared highly unsettling.

Chris squatted down to examine the boy, using the Conqueror Store to assess his condition.

"Diagnostic result: Cursed by phisto, Lord of the Hell Dinsion. If the curse is not lifted within ten days, the soul will be dragged into hell for eternal tornt."

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