"You want to steal my soul with an ordinary body?" Salomon took out his wand and pointed it at the devil. He said, "Mephisto, I don't know you have such irrational times."

"Snatch? No, no, no, I never do this." The old devil put on a look of insulting, "My job is to provide my clients with the best future. High-value pending clients like you are a very important investment. Just admit it, Solomon, you want to sit in that position, and I also want you to sit in the seventh throne, otherwise how could you let Captain America face my Knight? Maybe this is just your subconscious behavior, but your heart is as evil as me, and you just want to see the beautiful beliefs being torn apart in front of you."

The secret mage raised his eyebrows, he had no idea why Mephisto said that. Looking at the old devil with a puzzled look on Salomon, he suddenly burst into a hysterical laugh. He paused his feet, patted his chest, and coughed a few times.

"Look, Solomon." Mephisto said with a smile, "It's so interesting that you don't even realize your evil. Oh, dear Demon King, like human hypnosis, it requires something shocking enough to temporarily put a person into hypnosis, such as a sudden clapping and snapping his fingers, making the brain unable to handle emergencies, and thus accepting the next command. For Steve Rogers, an ordinary person, my Knight is indeed shocking enough. His appearance destroyed everything Steve Rogers, a soldier who had never read books, in the past, and this destruction even surpassed the world he saw 70 years later. I'm sure he no longer believes what S.H.E.L.D. has told him, and then what do you want to do? Should he slowly destroy his belief in the United States or completely shake his values? Anyway, this is an interesting enough toy, isn't it?"

"You admit it, Solomon." Mephisto let out a light voice, he put his hand on the table, leaned forward, and leaned towards Salomon, "This is all your evil nature, and you are looking forward to all this. What do you want to give Steve Rogers next? Is it the money and information given to NC by the American chaebol before World War II? Or is it the real origin of the Eugenics Act? Even the Saxon massacre of the native people? Steve Rogers now is easy to accept these truths. I have to say that you will subconsciously lead people to fall. You are a natural Satan- far better than the idiot named Satan."

Salomon looked at the old devil who was approaching and laughed. "This is a good idea, Mephisto." The secret mage had to admit that everything Mephisto said was his plan, but his purpose was different from what the old devil said. Although it was not a particularly important plan, Salomon was also happy to watch Captain America find what he should really strive for as soon as possible, not the United States, but some other important things - but in this plan, if Captain America fails to establish new beliefs, it is not impossible to completely degenerate.

However, the Secret Mage believed in Steve Rogers' soul. Perhaps it was because this was a soldier who had never read that he had such a pure belief that Steve Rogers would find something he was willing to protect for sooner or later, otherwise he would not be able to pick up the Hammer of Thor. Salomon believed that even if Mephisto personally advanced this plan, Steve Rogers would not fall easily.

"This is your idea, Solomon, I will not deprive you of your pleasure. Steve Rogers' soul after the complete fall has extremely high value, that's yours." Mephisto blinked, "I'll give you a rumor: Satan's son and daughter were born, but their parent-child relationship was not very good before, and they could help you. How about it, do you want to make this deal with me and pull that idiot off the throne?"

“Is there any rainbow candy in hell?”

"What?"

"How can a place where there is no junk food be called hell?"

"I opened a junk food chain." The old devil seemed a little proud. "Now one-third of the population in the United States is obese, and 18% of the causes of death of white people aged 40 to 85 are due to obesity. This is one of my small investments. I have to praise my own investment vision. Without my capital injection, junk food would not have been popular all over the world. Even if you go to other planets, whether it is the nemesis empire or the Sia Empire, as long as they are races that need to eat, you can follow the sign to find the company I opened.

Lock fast food restaurants. This investment brings me a steady stream of returns every year. This is the biggest gain after World War II. Ordinary people often think of us very scary. In fact, we just want to do business. There are practices during wars and practices during peacetime. A bullet may not necessarily kill a person, but a pen can determine the life and death of tens of thousands of people. This is how the Nine-Level Hell Investment Company acts. I formally invite you to join us and become one of us."

Salomon narrowed his eyes. What Mephisto wanted to do was equivalent to kicking off a disobedient shareholder in the company so that his people could occupy this position. The secret wizard believed that Mephisto would definitely give him what he promised, but this was the devil, and Mephisto could take back those things at any time. Salomon was not stupid enough to believe the contract that the devil had brought, but Mephisto also saw his idea, so he did not come up with the contract, but planned to formulate terms on the spot.

"I am an honest devil, really." Mephisto licked the quill that he had taken out at some point in his hand and began to write terms on the white paper. "Our business depends on reputation, and intimidation and coercion have long been outdated, and it will only make our customers disgust us. This is what I learned from the capitalists who went to hell. They really have a hand. In the past hundred years, the transaction volume of hell has been getting more and more year by year. Before I squeezed this knowledge out of their souls, they could even make a deal - Nine-level hell. I have never seen such a greedy person. They can even sell the rope that hangs themselves. Mamen is not as stupid as they are."

"But I never said I agreed to sign a contract." Salomon shook the wand in his hand and looked at Mephisto's surprised expression. "Because you have no ability to execute, Mephisto. You can't even break into the bottomless abyss and take the contract back from Belier. That contract is binding on my soul, and your contract is useless before it takes effect. This is a vicious cycle, and no other contract is useful before you regain that contract."

"Dear King Solomon, how can you think this way?" Mephisto replied with a smile. "This is a contract of value preservation, just like futures for humans. We can extend the trading days accordingly, and it is still time to fulfill them after you come to hell."

"But that throne is not very attractive to me." The Secret Master took out the silver key from his clothes, "I have other invitations."
Chapter completed!