Very rarely, Victor von Doum almost lost himself when the transparent phantom emerged. He subconsciously stretched out his hand and walked staggeringly, as if he wanted to reach out to touch the image in the air, but he only passed through the transparent light and shadow, and only the scorching air was grabbed.

At this time, Cynthia had no body and only soul, so it was naturally impossible to be directly touched. Dumm naturally had no reason not to understand such a simple and basic truth, but his emotions were too excited to ignore this point.

"Mother, I..."

"I understand, Victor. What you do, your efforts, everything you give...I know everything."

Cynthia said, chuckling bitterly. She let out a light breath, as if she was relieved.

"Sorry, Victor."

Sorry, I was not able to be with you on the road of your growth; Sorry, I was not able to become a qualified mother; Sorry, I made you suffer so much; Sorry... for everything you have to go through.

She didn't finish her words, but that was not necessary. She could understand, and so could Dumm.

"Thanks."

Her time seemed to be exhausted after spitting out the last two words. A light white light enveloped Cynthia's body, so holy that it reminded people of the feathers of angels. Her body began to slowly float up and gradually emerged. Her soul turned into a white beam of light and shot into the blood-red sky, flew out of the border of hell, and left here forever.

Dum stared blankly in the direction where she disappeared, and said nothing for a long time.

He did it. After so many years of hard work and so much effort, he finally succeeded. He thought he would be so excited that he could not help himself and would taste the emotions of happiness and joy for a long time, but nothing.

He only felt calm. It was like a lake without waves, without a ripple.

"It's a joyful and a joyful." Mephisto shamelessly began to show his presence, acting like an innocent passerby. "The strong boy is not afraid of difficulties or obstacles, and has achieved his proud strength and finally saved his poor mother's soul. It's such a memorable story... No, it should be said to be a legend."

So can you give me your heart back? This is what Lao Mo cares most about. But he stared at Michael's heart in his hand, wanting to say something but stopping, but he dared not mention it.

It would be fine if he didn't speak, but Dum's anger suddenly surged on the ground again. He turned his head angrily and spun the magic circle in his hand again: "I should crush you to ashes..."

"Enough, Victor." Michael stopped him, "Our goal has been achieved, and it is no point in continuing to entangle."

Naturally, he could not really let Doum kill Mephisto. No matter how evil Mephisto is, his existence is closely related to this hell dimension. No matter how disgusting hell is, it must exist. Once hell collapses, one after another will be the real disaster of destruction.

"I'll give you your dirty heart first, Mephisto. But before that, as the Lord of Hell, you must make a promise first." Michael turned to Mephisto and said, "You will never go to the world in any form."

Mephisto narrowed his eyes and let out a heavy breath.

Being forced to this extent by a mere human being and having to agree to this condition to save his life is simply an unprecedented and great humiliation. Even the supreme mage with great magic power in history has never been able to force him to this extent.

No, by this time, he could no longer treat the other party as a "mere human". To underestimate this human is one of the biggest mistakes he made in his eternal life, and there will be no next time.

Mephisto closed his eyes in disgust.

"I understand." He said viciously, "I promised your conditions. I will never enter the world in any form."

Mephisto may be cunning and fickle and full of lies, but he is a high-level demon after all. The big difference between demons and humans is that although they do shameful and dirty transactions, even though they like to cheat and deceive humans and deal with them to charge the price... but demons never break their promises.

If you can really manage to make the demon promise something, then as long as it is still alive, the promise is permanently valid.

"I hope you remember this promise, Lord of Hell."

Michael said, finally letting go of his hand. His dark heart quickly returned to Mephisto's chest like a bird that finally flew out of the cage, and the demon felt relieved.

"Let's go." Michael said lightly, "We're no longer a thing here."

Mephisto was exhausted, and seemed to have never been as tired as he is now since ancient times, nor as weak as he is now. He looked at several humans with hatred, and although he did not dare to take action, he cursed fiercely: "Don't be proud, you have attracted the attention of the Lord of Hell. I remember you. Although I can't go to your world again, I can wait! One day, the end of all of you will eventually return to this hell! By that time, your souls are mine!"

Michael raised his arm, and a soft mana supported the few people to float upwards and gradually moved away. Before leaving, he glanced at Mephisto for the last time.

"Then I'll be more troublesome and take care of you," he said calmly.

The mages rose rapidly, and the whole blood-red continent quickly shrank in their eyes. They quickly touched the boundary of the sky and penetrated this dimension under the protection of the seraphic light ball. They flew over a mess, flew over colorful light flows, crossed layers of barriers, and finally returned to the Kama Taj Temple on their journey.

When Michael landed, the armor on his body had been lifted, but it had already caused him a considerable burden. In fact, this trip to hell made everyone exhausted. After landing, there were a while of panting in the hall, and no one spoke.

Wanda was relatively small in consumption, she was not injured, she was just a little overstretched. She quickly recovered and reached out to help Michael beside her stand up. Michael stood up and waved his hand to signal that he could stand firm. He smiled at Wanda and said thank you softly to her.

Doctor Qixian adjusted here and also reached out to Dum to pull him up. But Dum slapped his hand away without saying a word: "Go away, Doctor! I don't need your help!"

Dr. Strange: "???"
Chapter completed!