"Is this the Supreme Master's calculation? It's really a skill that people have to admire. I thought that taking humans to attack hell was a big enough move, but I didn't expect that in the end, she could have such an arrangement. If I just look at it, I have to admit that it would be unfair to lose to her by the devils in hell."

As the lord of hell, Victor can sense any change in hell at any time. It is precisely because he can sense all this that he will sigh so much to the people around him without hesitation.

Faced with such feelings, Baron Modu, who also learned all this, looked as if he was silent as an old monk entering into meditation. He was not surprised at all by such things. Because he really knew Gu Yi's character very well.

As the supreme master, Gu Yi was able to protect the human world for hundreds of years from gods and demons. Her calculations were naturally as terrifying as her ability. And anyone who dared to underestimate her at this point had already paid the price for her stupidity later.

This is the case with hell, and the US government is the same. Modu will not find it strange to this situation at all. Compared with the Supreme Master's calculation, he is even more strange. Why, the Lord of Hell, can still show the same indifference as outsiders when facing such changes.

Could it be that he has already planned to give up hell, or is he that he has any trump card that can turn the tables, which he has not taken out in his hand?

With such doubts, Modu asked this question directly. Faced with such a straightforward question, Victor laughed in a humming voice through his mask.

"Of course I have a trump card. But I think this is not something you should care about. In addition, Sir Modu. Since your teacher has already made a move, I think it's time to let you take action. I have arranged a new identity and a new task for you. I hope you can reach a level that satisfies me in this task! This is within the scope of our transaction. If you want to get my support, you should know what to do."

The deal reached by the two people was that Baron Modu was loyal to Victor, and he would also get Victor's support and become the new supreme mage. This was something that had been negotiated, and of course Modu could not go back on his word at this time. So he just frowned and replied to Victor.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I have a partner, you should know you too. Randgir, the former Archangel, commander of the Dark Angels Legion. I know he is planning something interesting, and I also want to see something like this happen. So I hope you can use your expertise to help him to some extent."

"Help him? I'm bluntly, I remember that Degil seemed to serve Satan, and Satan, he shouldn't be your friend, right?"

Modu has heard more or less about the twists and intrigues in hell. What he knew very well was that as the masters of two completely different hells, their relationship should be inconsistent no matter how they look at it. Even if Victor can only be considered a successor, he should be no exception.

He didn't believe that Victor would be so easy to talk to. He could let go of the deep-rooted grudges between the two hells and shake hands with Satan directly. I'm afraid that even if he was willing to do such a thing, the great lords of the evil spirit hell would never agree.

Under Mephisto's men, they had been arguing with the Injured Hell for tens of thousands of years, and the hatred accumulated over tens of thousands of years cannot be erased in just one sentence.

It was impossible for Victor to understand such a truth, so what was he doing this? Modu had doubts in his heart, but in the face of his doubts, Victor smiled unfathomablely and gave an ambiguous answer.

"Of course Satan and I are not friends, but there are no rules and regulations. I must be friends to help him. You don't have to think too much about this matter. Just find Randgir and provide him with help as he asks. As for the others, you don't need to interfere or care."

Victor obviously did not want to talk about this matter in depth, and Baron Modu did not break the determination to ask the casserole to the end. People who lived to his age more or less understood what they should know and what they should not know. So after suppressing their inner doubts, he asked Victor directly.

"Where should I find him? Is the Scarlet Hell? I haven't been there, and I don't think the great devils of the Scarlet Hell will be so polite to me, a mage."

"No need to worry so much. He is now in the world. Go to this place and report my name, and he will know your purpose!"

By passing a coordinate to Baron Modu with spells, Victor disappeared silently in front of him. He had already felt the investigation of some special characters, and for him who did not want to expose himself to others' eyes for the time being, he would of course avoid these people's sight.

He disappeared quickly and did not attract anyone's attention. When a Kun-style fighter suddenly appeared on the top of Baron Modu and the two agents jumped down one after another, they could see the only character Baron Modu.

"Discover the target and are in contact with the target"

The woman who was obviously leading among the agents reported what she had observed and walked straight to Baron Modu.

"Hello, Sir Modu. We are the Secret Service staff sent by the Washington authorities. You can call me Melinda. I have been ordered by the President to invite you to participate in a secret mission. I also hope you will go with us now."

"I don't have time to participate in your government affairs, you have found the wrong person!"

At the moment, he was still thinking about Victor's conspiracy, so Baron Modu could not be distracted from having any secret missions with the US government. Besides, Frank and the US President who stole his job were a family, and he was not willing to be humble enough to be summoned by such a family. So at the moment, he naturally refused without hesitation.

Baron Modu's discooperation was beyond Melinda's imagination. In her opinion, after she moved out of the US government's card, Baron Modu should have sold her some face no matter what. However, the development of things was obviously not in line with her expectations, which made her unable to do it, and she also made up her mind.

"Sir Modu, it's important. I must take you back. Please cooperate with our actions, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

"You're welcome? Just you?"

After glanced at Melinda and the others, Modu's eyes were completely disdainful. You know, the view he had always insisted on was that the mage was definitely above ordinary people. Under this view, Melinda's threatening him was as ridiculous as a domestic dog provoking a tiger.

At any time in the past, he wouldn't mind giving such ignorant people a look. But now, he didn't have such thoughts. So he just had a gloomy face and said to Melinda and the others in an impatient tone.

"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. While now, when I can tolerate you, quickly disappear from my eyes. Otherwise, you will soon know who is rude to whom!"

Modu's words obviously meant that there was no possibility of continuing to talk between them, and for Melinda, who took over this dead order, it obviously meant that she had only one choice left.

He secretly winked at his partner. Without saying a word, Melinda was already a tiger pounced at Sir Modu.

As a field agent of SHIELD, she was so jealous that she was called the Iron Cavalry by a group of people. Melinda's ability lies in her close combat. It can be said that, SHIELD, which is full of talents, cannot find three or five people who can compete with her in punching and kicking skills.

An easy elite special forces soldier can beat ten at one without his hands. This is exactly where she is confident now.

She has never been involved in mages, so naturally she doesn't have any understanding of the special profession of mages. However, through works such as literature and games, she can also gain some understanding of the existence of mages.

In her opinion, the mage should be the kind of character who relies on the brain. Just like the so-called mental power among those mutants, they may not have an ordinary person to come and be more threatening without the mental power released by the brain. And her sudden behavior is actually to avoid giving Baron Modu the space to display.

As long as he can control him before he casts his spell, I believe that even if he has great skills, he will be helpless with himself. The key is in this flash of lightning.

As a senior melee expert, Melinda is very confident. Even if she is a professional athlete, she can take him down before the other party reacts. This is her field. She doesn't believe that a guy like Baron Modu will be more effective in terms of neural response speed than professional athletes.

However, what she didn't expect was that Baron Modu was not the same as she imagined.

As an outstanding mage who can develop a melee mage in Kamataj and intends to develop it into a well-founded exemplary path. Even if Baron Modu fails to get through this path, he has more or less mastered the knowledge that this exemplary path should have.

Melee combat is not unfamiliar to him. So when Melinda rushed over like a tiger, he immediately grinned, raised the scepter in his hand and knocked Melinda in front of him.

Baron Modu is 177 cm tall and weighs 82 kilograms. Such weight does not show any signs of obesity from the outside, which only means that he has the most solid tendon flesh.

This is a very excellent physical condition. With such an excellent body support, his staff is definitely powerful. Even if he puts a cow in front of him, he is confident that he can smash its spiritual cover in one go.

Of course, human bodies cannot be compared with cows. Even Melinda, known as the Iron Cavalry, is no exception. Seeing that Modu's staff was about to hit his head, Melinda could only grit her teeth and raise her arms, and grab the scepter on her head.

She grabbed the scepter, and the huge kinetic energy carried by the scepter also crushed her to the ground. She had to kneel there half a knee to barely compete with Sir Modu's power. For her, who was trying to make a quick decision, this undoubtedly made her idea completely bankrupt.

So, is it time to admit defeat? The answer is obviously not like this. At this time, although Melinda lost, she created a very good opportunity for her teammates. After seizing this opportunity, her teammate took out a big gun with a weird shape without hesitation, and directly pulled the trigger at Baron Modu.

Bullets as big as grenades instantly came out of the cavity, and a large metal net with dazzling light burst out in the air. Seeing this dangerous net about to cover him, Baron Modu frowned and raised one hand to hold it at the big net.

With his movements, a black shadow appeared between him and the big net. When the big net flew over, a creature with a ferocious appearance that could be called a hideous and weird person had already replaced Baron Modu's position, revealed from the shadow, and was directly tied up by the large metal net.

The lightning wandered on the creature's body, marking scars on its mucus-covered body, steaming out smoke that was absolutely unpleasant. Under such a Shanghai, the strange creature's twisted mouth, which seemed to be soft tissue, immediately opened and made a harsh wailing sound.

This sound seemed to stimulate the human brain, making Melinda and her companion unable to help but show a look of torture and pain. This obviously gave Baron Modu a chance. At that moment, he kicked Melinda aside. Then a flash appeared and appeared at a very distant distance.

He almost fell into the way of these humans, which naturally made him feel a little dull on his face. So he immediately narrowed his eyes at Melinda, then sneered and said.

"I gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it. If that's the case, be prepared for life and death. Don't blame me for not reminding you that your tricks cannot trap the creation of this evil god. If you want to survive, run away as soon as possible!"
Chapter completed!