100% Psionic Power In Marvel

The old king was taken aback, this person in front of him... dares to beat the Lord of Hell?

Is he too strong, or is the Lord of Hell too ungrateful?

Or, is this just a casual lie from Ivan?

Huh~wow~!

The wind at the entrance of hell is still blowing, making people chill in their bones.

The old queen was shivering, she didn't know whether it was cold or frightened.

Seeing this, Ivan waved one hand, closed the gap tightly, and asked with a light smile.

"Have you considered it? Just need a little..."

Ivan's pupils turned blue, and his words were bewitching: "Heart-shaped herbs!"

The old king blinked blankly...

Aging, weak, time is numbering.

People with these three factors can rarely resist the temptation of "health".

The leopard god Buster obviously didn't want to interfere with the lifespan of human beings. Even though the old king was an existence it recognized, it also rejected the old king at the last moment, and did not give him extra health and lifespan.

Buster believes that human life...should pass naturally without too much interference.

But Ivan doesn't care about all these things, he can do whatever he wants... How can he be bound by the laws of nature and death?

Human beings should help each other and satisfy each other~!

Looking at the eyes of the old king, Ivan knew that the old king at this time was quite moved!

It's just that there seems to be something that makes him hesitate.

"Mr. Jones, do you know the principle of heart-shaped herbs?" the old king asked.

"Of course, didn't you say, take the herbal medicine, go to another world to meet the panther god Buster, and get the physique from Buster's blessing." Ivan smiled faintly.

"That's right, but the Panther God Buster never gives blessings to outsiders..."

The old king said: "I am afraid that in this transaction, in the end, you will not get what you want."

"No problem."

Ivan laughed and waved his hands: "Leopard God, after all, is just a god, I'll talk to it, I guess it will be accommodating!"

The old king was taken aback for a moment, what do you mean 'it's just a god'?

That's the Panther God! The Faith of All Wakanda! Legendary existence!

Even if you are strong enough to be friends with the Lord of Hell, you still cannot despise God! You know the records about the presence of the Leopard God...

Thinking like this is like thinking like this, the old king didn't say these thoughts.

"Um..."

"Then have you considered it?" Ivan asked while putting vegetables in his mouth.

"Yes, I've thought about it, I think... Wakanda's future cannot live without me!"

The old king said with a big face: "Mr. Jones, I entrust my health to you!"

"Then are you ready?"

Ivan quickly ate half of the fish!

"What are you going to prepare?" the old king asked suspiciously.

"Of course...receive treatment!"

"No... no problem, this one is ready."

The old king glanced at the queen, then nodded and said, "I can do it anytime!"

"Let's go then! You go first."

Ivan smiled heartily, and with one hand stretched out, he sucked the old king in!

He carried the old king, opened the portal, and threw the old king in!

"I'll finish eating the fish and I'll be there soon!"

After all, delicious food... how can we live up to it?

Food...especially the delicious ones, don't let it go to waste~!

...

Mephisto's hell.

The hue presented here is the interweaving of bright red and dark red.

Hot magma, scorching rocky ground, and demons everywhere!

People often talk about it, the so-called "hell scene" is just like this!

Demon Sim,

That pink devil is now smoking the last cigar he got in the world, enjoying a moment of peace and comfort!

Suddenly there was a 'plop' from behind! Startled Sim!

That was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground!

He turned around and looked behind him!

Sim sees...a black panther covered in black vibranium armor!

That's right, what this Panther armor is wrapped in... is the old king of Wakanda!

At this moment, the black panther's light blue light is gradually dissipating!

"God of the Leopard, if it weren't for the black panther suit hidden in the bone-tooth necklace around my neck, I can wear it at any time... I'm sure I'll be killed!"

The old king was secretly afraid, thinking that Wakanda's technology is still useful!

What he didn't know was that Ivan had already covered his body surface with a layer of psionic energy when he threw him, and the light blue light that had just dissipated had already played a protective role.

So even if he didn't have a black panther suit, he wouldn't fall to his death.

"Who are you! You have the ability to break through the barriers and come to hell!"

The demon Sim stared at the old king: "Tell me the purpose of your intrusion here immediately!"

The first time he came to such a strange scene, the first time he saw such a pink strange creature, the old king said it was a lie to not panic!

But... Although people are more afraid of death as they get older, he is Wakanda's "Black Panther" after all, and he has been sitting on the throne for a long time.

Compared with ordinary people, he is still calm.

There is a lot of information to be processed in front of him, and the old king's brain is running fast. He is thinking... What is this in front of him? How do I answer it?

Where is Ivan? Why hasn't Ivan come yet? !

"Can I answer you later?" The old king raised his hands, indicating that he was not malicious!

"You look like you're up to something!" Sim stubbed out his cigar.

"I...uh...actually I'm here...to meet your... Lords of Hell!" stammered the old king.

This stuttering voice made Sim feel that the person in front of him seemed very imaginary... very scared!

It judged that this person should not have much ability.

"What are you? Not everyone can see Mephisto, the Lord of Hell. Do you think you can see..."

He said, walking towards the old king with pink thighs: "There is only one way for you to meet the Lord of Hell!"

"What... what?" The old king stepped back quickly, distanced himself from the pink creature in front of him!

Sim stood still, stretched out his hand, palm facing up: "First of all, you have to... bring me some cigars!"

The old king was taken aback, what kind of weird request is this?

I didn't bring a cigar with me! In fact... who would carry that with them except a cigar aficionado?

"Sorry... I don't have this thing with me, but I can..."

"Take him down!" Before the old king could finish speaking, Sim pointed at the old king and yelled!

Immediately, three two-meter-tall scarlet demons rushed up from the bright red pool of blood! Pounce on the old king!

I'll go, what's the situation, you have to fight without a cigar?

The battle is on the verge of breaking out! The old king was a little timid at first, but then he thought about who he is? I am a black panther!

It's not something you weirdos can ravage at will!

Now muster up your courage, and fight with the three demons cracklingly!

The battle lasted for two and a half minutes. The three demons and Pink Sim were knocked down one after another. The old king slid off his black panther helmet, panting heavily.

"I'm not here to fight, even if it's about fighting, you guys..."

"Yo..."

Before the old king finished speaking, he heard a contemptuous voice behind him.

He turned around hastily, and then saw...a middle-aged man with an extremely pale complexion in a decent suit and cape!