It was a cold winter night. Jason remembered it very clearly. For the wandering children, there was no fixed habitat, and almost every night was a winter night. But that night was different.

It was very cold, and Jason's place to stay tonight was not yet settled. His original place was occupied by a group of homeless men. They allowed him to stay, but Jason felt something bad in their eyes. He escaped and wandered on the streets alone.

Snowflakes began to float in the sky, and all nearby places where they could live had their homes. Jason wanted to find a place to shelter from the woods in the park. He didn't have supper, and the chill was irritating. He knew that if he couldn't find a warm place to drink, then tomorrow morning, the sanitation workers would have to clean up his body.

The reality is cruel, as if God was going to fight him. The seemingly dense forest could not find a place to shelter from the wind. Even in the woods, Jason still felt the cold wind coming from now on. Jason was a little desperate. He curled up under a big tree and blocked his body with a few old newspapers. But the coldness continued to seep into his body, and soon his will became blurred. Just before he completely lost consciousness, he vaguely saw a figure walking to his side.

That was the moment when he met his teacher. From that night, Jason's life entered a whole new moment. He didn't need to worry about his food or accommodation. No more homeless people looked at him with strange eyes. He had new clothes and many friends. And all of them just needed to work hard for one thing, magic.

Magic, such a magical word. In Jason's memory, his father once told stories about magic in front of his bed. It was a magical power. It could do many things that only exist in imagination. But such magical power appeared in his world like that. Whenever he recalled the moment he saw the teacher, Jason would thank fate for his arrangement.

The wandering career made Jason always cautious and not good at speaking. He did not know how to please others. He thanked his teacher for giving him a second chance, but did not know how to express his feelings. He knew that the teacher hoped that he could become stronger. So he worked hard to practice magic, which for him was a way to express gratitude to the teacher.

Jason remembers every lesson and every sentence the teacher said, including the theory of quantum mechanics that he once told him. From then on, he had an idea that he wanted to develop a magic that freezes time. Because the teacher seemed interested in it, Jason did not tell anyone that he was just studying it silently alone. Later, some of the mages he directly under participated. He knew that his spell was not perfect and he did not have the ability to fully display it. So he asked his subordinates to rehearse a set of combined attack modes with him.

The enemy in front of me is Mephisto. Seventy years ago, the teacher once emphasized the Lord of Hell, the enemy of the Council. If I could kill it, the teacher would be very happy. Thinking of this, Jason used it without hesitation. The spell that had not been finally improved and consumed huge amounts of money. He hoped to do more for the teacher.

The spell almost drained his life, and it seemed that he did not kill Mephisto in the end. Jason saw the scene of Mephisto breaking free.

"What a pity, it's still a little worse." Jason could no longer support him and slowly fell to the ground. However, he did not fall to the ground. He felt a hand catch him.

"Good job, Jason, leave the rest to me. You can rest first."

"It's the teacher, he said I did a good job." This was the last thought that flashed through Jason's vagueness.

"Send him back, keep his condition, notify Jiaying and ask her to go back and save people first." Lin Xuan opened a portal and handed Jason to several members of the council.

Mephisto was not in a hurry to leave. It seemed that it used some kind of disposable prop to forcefully open up the world and hell. In this case, of course, you have to use as much time as possible. The dimensional cutting of the mages ultimately failed to hurt it. The power of those magicians was still a bit too forced to use this spell.

"You have done a good job, please step back. Let me leave it next." Lin Xuanping stepped back from Jason's subordinates, and Carter and faced Mephisto directly.

"You two dare to appear in front of me." Mephisto was absolutely hated for Lin Xuan and Carter. The story of his evil spirit man betraying him and running away with a human mage spread throughout the multiverse. Mephisto's old face was lost. So much so that the later men never had the chance to escape from the clutches of the old devil. As soon as this idea arose, Mephisto was torn apart. The third-generation man, Johnny Blaze, currently has no will at all. He is just a puppet using Hellfire.

"For a boss who doesn't pay a salary, I don't think that employee can bear it. Carter is in the parliament with dividends of tens of millions of dollars a year. As far as I know, you haven't paid a penny."

"I don't know that the legendary Speaker of the Magical Council is actually a person who is verbally exaggerating."

"It's really not interesting. You have to see the truth in your hands anyway. But you don't have much time."

"It's enough to clean up you." As soon as the words finished, the three of them started to take action at the same time.

I saw the hell fire ignited again on Carter, and the chains on his body were thrown out.

The demonized chain burning the fire of hell extended hundreds of meters long. It actually wrapped itself directly towards Mephisto's neck. At the same time, Lin Xuan's right hand flashed with red light. In the middle of the light, a silver-white metal ball was rotating at high speed.

An opponent of Mephisto is worth Lin Xuan to use these few consumable props.

Mephisto sensitively sensed a sense of crisis that penetrated his soul. It didn't know what the silver metal ball was. But his intuition told him that it was enough to kill him. Mephisto, who roared, retracted all his strength and was ready to concentrate on blocking the attack. But Carter's chain flew over again, like a candy, and was tangled.

Mephisto was full of helplessness. Carter, who had fully mastered the ability of Hellfire, was already fully capable of harassing Mephisto. Mephisto was an old monster who had lived for countless years, so naturally he would not fight Lin Xuan here.
Chapter completed!