After the Hell Lords' meeting concluded, Lucifer and his Hell Dimension left this world forever.
He was now submerged in the golden Holy Grail, a neighbor to the already half-mad Dormammu.
The other Hell Lords had all departed, leaving Mephisto somewhat trepidatious, wondering how to appease Nero.
In any case, starting with a conversation was the foundation for building rapport, and Mephisto was quite skilled in this area.
"Goddess," Unlike other demons who called Nero "Satan," Mephisto had always addressed Nero as "Goddess" from beginning to end.
"What is it?" Nero paused her steps, looking at Mephisto with a puzzled expression.
The actors were basically all in place; the rest depended on how each of them performed.
No one understood Nero's current psychology better than Mephisto; he was also an experienced old director.
If he were to talk with Nero, the first choice would inevitably be to start with shared interests, such as refining the script?
"It's like this, Goddess, regarding my upcoming role, I have a small understanding that I hope will meet your requirements." Mephisto, in Lucifer's guise, tidied his long golden hair.
"Hmm, well, tell me about it then."
Nero said dismissively, thinking of a cross-dressing mascot who had infiltrated the Justice League, providing power-ups for Tony and the others to maintain balance.
What understanding could he possibly have? Was he like an old man with a ring?
"First, regarding the background, a new appearance will inevitably show flaws. Tony Stark is much stronger than I am in science."
Mephisto suggested first perfecting the background issue: "However, the mystical side has always been hidden, so information in that area would be much more convenient."
Nero sat back down. This guy was a bit interesting. "Continue."
"An identity that is traceable yet untraceable, such as certain mythical beasts, angels, or fairies from history, can quickly increase their trust and also make your story more substantial."
Mephisto was like a screenwriter, carefully offering his suggestions to Nero, the director.
"Of course, a good image will make all of this even simpler."
"A good image?" Nero scrutinized Mephisto. Long golden hair, an androgynous face, a golden ratio physique—was this image not good enough?
Noticing Nero's confusion, Mephisto dared not keep her guessing: "Of course, to catch your eye, Lucifer's appearance is indeed top-tier."
He boldly looked up at Nero: "However, compared to the Goddess's beauty, whether this can even pass is questionable."
The meaning was self-evident, making Nero somewhat emotional. Was she too easy to understand? How could these sycophantic officials figure out her preferences so quickly?
As an emperor... she actually preferred these sycophants. Their words were pleasant to hear, and they meticulously anticipated her every preference, carefully fearing any displeasure from her.
So Nero waved her hand dismissively: "Granted, but the gold and red that I like cannot be used, otherwise it will overlap with my role."
"Of course!" Mephisto was overjoyed: "My dullness would probably make it difficult to recreate the Goddess's beauty; this still requires your guidance."
"Mwahahaha... Is that so? Is that so! This is indeed a challenge, and it will require my personal touch. It's good that you recognize this."
Nero put her hands on her hips, threw her head back, and laughed heartily: "Come with confidence; I will guide you well."
"Yes!"
Mephisto saw that his ultimate goal had been achieved, and he was even more exultant inside. Just this relationship alone would lay a solid foundation for him to stand out among all of Nero's subordinates.
Mephisto began to transform based on Nero's appearance, but he quickly realized that things were not as simple as he had imagined.
"Hmm... shouldn't I be taller? No... not enough, needs to be taller! Taller!!!"
"No! No! I need to be more ruthless, more handsome... my expression should be colder, with the aura of an Empress!!!"
"Hmm, are you trying to fool me? My face should look more like an older sister, shouldn't it? What's with this baby face of yours?"
"Are your eyes blind, idiot!"
Mephisto, the entire demon, was numb. He had initially transformed completely according to Nero's appearance, but who knew Nero was also a master of modeling and photo editing.
The transformed Mephisto, standing at 1.7 meters, looked down at the 1.5-meter Nero. Did she really think she was that tall?
And Nero was still making minor adjustments to her appearance. Indeed, my beauty cannot be easily replicated. This level of challenge... Nero flashed a smile.
"For you, use blue. Blue plus black... Hmm... it seems a bit too somber, so let's add a bit of white!"
Ni-Mephisto-Golden Eyes-Lu calmly conjured a black, white, and blue church-style outfit, changed her eye color to blue, and blinked.
"The eye color should be a bit lighter, like ice!"
Nero tilted her head and looked around: "The hair should be silver."
Mephisto changed his black hair to silver again, but two hours had already passed, and the smile had completely vanished from his face.
It wasn't that he was unhappy, but Nero said she was a cool and handsome empress and wouldn't let him smile foolishly.
This time, Nero didn't find fault again and let out a long sigh: "Perfect! Finally, it can reflect eighty percent of my beauty. The remaining twenty percent is an intrinsic gap that can never be made up."
"Then the rest is the background setting," Mephisto said with a cold face.
One of the benefits of using Nero's modeling was that he no longer had to grovel, otherwise Nero herself wouldn't have been able to stand it.
"Compared to an angel, this mysterious image is more in line with a fairy."
"I referenced a character from Celtic mythology—Morgan le Fay."
"The setting is that she is the Lady of the Lake from history who helped King Arthur, a genius sorceress. Of course, there is indeed such a person on Earth, although different from my setting, but at least there are traces to follow, allowing people to know of such an unclear person, made up of a small amount of history and a large amount of rumors."
Mephisto respectfully introduced, as for the Morgan on Earth, he would go kill her later.
Nero, whose mind was greatly exhausted by the modeling, was not so interested in this at the moment, and Mephisto's design was also quite good, so she waved her hand perfunctorily.
"Hmm, just go with your idea for this, as long as it doesn't show any flaws."
"Yes! Please wait a moment; I will go perfect this small flaw immediately."
Mephisto rubbed his fists... and went to gather people. That Morgan on Earth was also no simple character.
Once the strongest dark magic witch, her soul was quite valuable, and in the past, various checks and balances prevented reckless action.
But now... hehe, even if I'm just the Goddess's lackey, the advantage is mine!!!
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