American Comics: Borrowed Magic By Skill, Why Should I Return It?

Inferno.

A place where eternal flames burn.

Here, there is also a sky.

But the sky is constantly covered by roaring flames, just like the sky on fire during sunset.

However, the sky on fire here is not an adjective.

"This..."

"This is hell?"

Robbie, who was going to hell for the first time, was shocked by the scene in front of him.

As far as the eye can see.

Everything is burning.

Even the air is distorted.

Taking a breath, there is a burning sensation that even reaches the lungs.

But hell is not empty, on the contrary, there are towering buildings, and in the distance there are structures like elevated bridges.

But they are all ruins of buildings...

If you have to describe it.

Robbie's mind conjured up an apocalyptic scene.

"It's like a city after a nuclear explosion."

That's right.

That's accurate.

Even Johnny felt that the child's description was accurate.

"Kid, you described it well."

"But from now on, don't act like a rookie who just came to hell."

Johnny's expression became serious.

The creatures in hell are not very friendly to the living.

Especially when they think you're an easy target, they become even more unfriendly.

"Johnny, where should we look for Mephisto?"

Robbie was eager to try.

He couldn't wait to complete Chu Xiu's mission.

To save his uncle.

"Nowhere."

"It will come to us."

Johnny took out a cigarette from his pocket, about to light it, when a blast of hot wind blew.

The cigarette was directly lit by the terrifying temperature.

It burned completely.

Turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

"That's why I don't like coming to hell." Johnny's voice just fell.

"But you still came."

Suddenly.

A voice replied to Johnny.

At the same time the voice appeared, the roaring hot air around them suddenly stopped.

The wind ceased.

The ashes carried by the wind also froze.

"Johnny, Robbie."

"You shouldn't have come empty-handed."

An old man in a suit, leaning on a cane.

Slowly walked out of the frozen flames.

The old man had a kind face.

But his eyes were filled with an extremely cunning and sinister light.

"Mephisto."

Johnny took a deep breath.

Suppressing the spirit of vengeance in his heart.

He had dealt with this old man countless times before.

Every time he saw him, the spirit of vengeance wanted to come out, to transform into Ghost Rider.

"What about the soul I want?"

"Robbie?"

Mephisto turned his gaze to Robbie.

The young Robbie couldn't hide anything on his face.

His expression began to change.

"It was taken by your son!"

Johnny reacted.

He answered first.

"My son?"

"Blackheart?"

"That's impossible, I locked him up..."

Mephisto's words were interrupted suddenly.

Because it really couldn't sense the presence of the Blackheart demon in Inferno anymore.

"Traitor!!!"

On the other side.

Inside the holy place in New York.

Gwen, the new addition, quickly bonded with everyone.

Until now, she finally knew what "team" she had joined.

"Ah!?"

"Is it true!?"

Gwen was dumbfounded when she learned the truth.

She looked at Wanda, who blushed and nodded.

Then she looked at the Black Cat.

"I don't care, if he dares to ask, I dare to give."

The Black Cat lazily leaned against the sofa.

For the convenience of resting, they moved several exhibits and placed a few sofas in the holy place hall.

Chu Xiu had no objection to arranging the sofas because he also wanted to lie down.

The Black Cat's answer made Gwen silent.

Helplessly, she turned her gaze to Erika, who had always been quiet.

She hoped to get a different answer from her.

"I obey orders."

Erika spoke sparingly.

But she still expressed her attitude.

"I..."

Gwen was completely speechless.

She felt that her concept of love had collapsed.

More importantly...

She actually voluntarily applied to join in!?

I...

Gwen touched her slightly flushed cheeks.

Is it still possible for me to quit now?

"You want to leave after coming!?"

"Go, go, go!"

"Skye, I've got him under control, this head is for you!"

Just as Gwen was about to give up.

Chu Xiu and Skye's game voice came from not far away.

Gwen.

"The combo you just did was beautiful, Skye."

"If we win this round, we'll be in the top three in the US server."

On the sofa at the other end of the holy place hall.

Chu Xiu and Skye sat side by side, their fingers flying across the screen.

But Chu Xiu didn't neglect his responsibilities all day long.

At least he didn't think so.

"Chu Xiu, there's a big commotion outside, isn't it bad for us to play games every day?"

Skye asked while farming.

Outside, although the Ultron crisis had ended, the negative impact was still fermenting.

It was said that the entire Avengers would be held accountable, especially Tony Stark, who created Ultron.

"First of all, what does the commotion outside have to do with me?"

"Secondly, Skye, you have to understand that I play games with a purpose."

"On the surface, I'm just playing."

"But in reality, I'm waiting for Johnny and the others to trick Mephisto over."

"That's what adults do, you know, you have to constantly ponder the deeper meaning of what adults do..."

Chu Xiu earnestly fooled Skye.

But he hadn't finished speaking yet.

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ear through voice transmission magic.

"Come to Kamar-Taj."

It was the voice of the Ancient One.

"Boss."

"I'm busy here."

Chu Xiu glanced at the game that was about to push the opponent's base.

But the deeper meaning was...

He was worried that as soon as he went to Kamar-Taj.

Johnny and the others would trick Mephisto over.

"Boss."

"I'm busy here."

Kamar-Taj.

The Ancient One listened to the reply that came back through magic transmission.

Took a deep breath.

For some reason.

She now had a feeling that her own child had grown up, stopped listening, and had become rebellious.

"In general, when parents in ordinary families face disobedient children, how do they handle it?"

The Ancient One had never formed a family.

Nor did she have her own child.

But...

Not having eaten pork.

Doesn't mean you haven't seen a pig run.