After a while, the female doctor suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but feel uneasy: Oh no! I acted like a supporting actress in a third-rate youth film tonight, will I be disliked
In the past, when she saw the stupidity of those supporting actresses, she felt that these stupid women should die as soon as they appeared on the stage, because every second they were alive was an insult to the IQ of normal people.
She didn't know that Luke's mind was not on her at all at the moment.
Just a moment after the black hole passage was annihilated, a system prompt popped up: "Mission completed by injuring Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, and delaying his entry into Earth for twelve years."
Total mission experience: 6000, points: 6000.
The mission contribution rate is 100%, and 6000 experience points and 6000 points are obtained.
Luke couldn't help but smile: Is there anything more reassuring than seeing an "old friend" lying back in bed
If there is, it must be... This "old friend" can still lie there for a few more years.
This old guy Mephisto is definitely a big hidden danger.
If they could face each other one day later, Luke would have a greater chance of success.
He just invested only 60,000 points to "deliver gifts to the door", because he was not sure whether he could attack Lao Mo and wanted to avoid waste.
Secondly, he was afraid that if he used too much force, the Mexican would flip the table and sit up in shock like a dying man, risking half his life to kill him.
Thirdly, he scored less than 60,000 points the first time, and the second time was completed unintentionally, so the third time should also be given 60,000 points.
Maybe if I do it again, I can give this old friend a perfect blessing of 666.
As a lord of hell who has lived for who knows how many years, Mephisto can be said to be immortal, but also despicable.
This old guy has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, but when it comes to Luke now, Old Mo is indeed the tougher one.
As long as Lao Mo is willing to pay the price of sleeping for a thousand years and being unable to engage in any entertainment activities, he can definitely make Luke unlucky.
Of course, Mr. Lu, who puts safety first, has repeatedly speculated and simulated the situation and personality of the Lord of Hell and set a safety threshold.
Sleeping for thirty to fifty years is about the same as two weeks to one month of recuperation in the hospital for the Lord of Hell and ordinary people.
Although this feeling is very unpleasant, it will pass if you endure it and life can go on.
Once you sleep for a thousand years, it will be like an ordinary person lying in bed for two or three years, unable to work or entertain. It will be quite uncomfortable.
As a representative figure of "one of the ways to survive" in many hells, there is a 95% chance that Lao Mo will not turn against his enemies, but will wait and see after enduring these "short" twenty or thirty years.
If he was the kind of impulsive demon, his name would have been forgotten by most creatures long ago.
Demons who are too impulsive are usually either sleeping or about to be beaten into sleep.
The principle that the protruding rafters rot first also applies to demons.
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In the hell dimension a moment ago, Mephisto was sleeping with his eyes closed on the throne.
Ever since the last surprise attack, he has blocked the passage for his men to come and report.
In the past two years, the prayers and requests of his subordinates and believers have been automatically responded to by that shallow consciousness.
Anyway, there is no standard for whether the devil responds to prayers and requests.
Some demons are lazy by nature and won't even open an eyelid even if someone comes to their door begging.
Mephisto, the lord of hell, is of course of a higher standard.
Most of the time, he would just give a reply like "read it" and there would be no follow-up.
He is the Lord of Hell, not Taobao customer service.
Being able to let the shallow consciousness reply that it has been read is to prevent the subordinates and believers who have been operating for many years from running away.
This old bastard has been busy for thousands of years, but he is reluctant to let the huge sunk costs go to zero. Who can blame him for liking to collect all kinds of fine products and top-quality souls!
This is just like a otaku collecting limited edition high-quality figurines. It is the greatest pleasure in his life and can also increase his subordinates and strength.
In the past two years, Lao Mo has rarely slept peacefully, and those inexplicable things have not happened again.
Therefore, when the shallow consciousness receives a request for sacrifice from a believer with high "credibility" and "quality rate", it automatically chooses to agree.
The two "sacrifices" came through the passage and were automatically assigned to a special cell inside Mephisto's palace.
There is nothing wrong with doing this at a superficial level.
The cells here have been run by Lao Mo for many years and are quite reliable. No matter how powerful the sacrifice is, it is impossible for it to escape in a short period of time.
If the power of the sacrifice is too strong, the sacrificial channel will not open.
In Lao Mo's judgment of strength, Constance and Tate, mother and son, are undoubtedly at the trash level.
The actual strength of the integrated energy in their bodies is not high.
After all, it takes two thousand points to kill a garbage Blood God, while Lao Mo can kill a hundred garbage Blood Gods in one breath.
But there are always exceptions.
Less than two seconds after Constance and her son were thrown by Luke, they were turned into light golden powder under the attack of integrated telekinesis.
On Earth, the accumulated energy will automatically dissipate after completing the mission of destroying the enemy.
After they destroyed the two scumbag enemies, a message of common origin passed through the various spells and physical barriers in the palace and was transmitted into their bodies: "Support! We need support! Come quickly, brothers!"
Integrated energy does not have the same self-consciousness as humans, but it has a response mechanism similar to conditioned reflex.
In an instant, the integrated energy in the cell gathered into a golden thread and shot suddenly into the void.
On the throne, Lao Mo suddenly frowned.
He felt that the strange energy in his body that had been gradually suppressed suddenly became active, as if... asking for help
The intuition that has been preserved for tens of thousands of years is frantically reminding me of one word: danger!
He suddenly recalled that time when an idiot subordinate ran up to him and then... Oh no!
He suddenly opened his eyes, and moved his fingers slightly, about to activate the absolute protective ban that came with the throne.
But it was all too late.
His thinking is very fast, and the reflection mechanism between the integrated mental powers, which is similar to quantum entanglement, is even faster.
Just as his fingers had just touched the handrail and he had not yet activated the absolute protection, a golden thread as thin as a gossamer came from the void, flashed under his ribs and pierced into his body, successfully joining forces with the "brother troops".
Mephisto's eyes widened, and after a moment he let out a scream and jumped eight feet high from the throne.
This time it was really eight feet high, because it hurt so much, it felt more painful than the first time.
Holding his waist, Lao Mo's face was distorted, and he looked up to the sky and howled: "Why, why is it you again! Beidou, Beidou, I must kill you! No, I will catch you alive and take you to hell, and teach you a lesson for a hundred, no, ten thousand years~"
As he roared furiously, the entire space of hell was shaking.
Caves in remote areas that had fallen into disrepair collapsed in large areas, and many lava volcanoes suddenly erupted, spewing out thick black smoke and fiery red magma.
A large number of demons and evil spirits that were fighting, playing, sleeping, beating, and being beaten stopped their actions, fell to their knees, and trembled.
They didn't need anyone to say anything, they knew that the lord was angry.
God knows which idiot has angered the lord, but as long as he doesn't come to vent his anger on me, it's fine.
Anyway, adults do this every three to five hundred years, which is pretty much the same as a certain period for human females, so everyone is used to it.