Mephisto's solution is very consistent with the devil's usual style. He looks for loopholes and goes to the backdoor. This time he wants to upload a Trojan virus to Colson's soul.

If a person's soul is regarded as an operating system, then his memories are folders one by one. When he wants to recall, click on the folder to read. After Mephisto uploaded the virus, Colson clicked on the icon when he thought about recalling, but the reading explained something else.

Nick Fury was speechless, holding his chin with one hand and banging rhythmically on the armrest of the sofa with the other. After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Can you ensure that everything is foolproof?"

"Hahaha..." Mephisto laughed three times, his eyes slightly opened and looked at the heroes. When Nick Fury saw his momentum and breathed a sigh of relief, he said confidently, "Of course not!"

With a clang, Nick Fury fell off the sofa. After stabilizing his body, he covered his waist and made it back in pain. Oh, it almost broke.

"What do you expect? It's just a layer of film. Maybe he will break it by himself if the movement is a little bigger!" Mephisto looked very strange. "Anyway, I only know this method, and this film can only be repaired once. Do you have any better one? Tell me!"

"I was going to do a neurosurgery for him." Nick Fury thought about it and decided to tell him his original plan so that Mephisto and Evanson wanted to participate to see if the plan could really work as he thought. "Through a long series of surgeries, the nerves of the head and brain are constantly stimulating and adjusting the memory."

"It's really strange?" Mephisto did not express his opinion after hearing this plan. Hard and Rou looked at Nick Fury with interest. "You obviously have your own plan, why do you still ask me?"

"It's important to be important, and you can be clear when you listen to both sides." Nick Fury replied.

"Hmph..." Mephisto sneered, "You are the same as me, no one is willing to believe it. You can only feel at ease with everything in your own hands. But now you have your own solution, but you still come to me to find a solution. Then there is only one possibility... There is a big problem with your solution, and that problem... must be with you."

Evanson looked squintingly and saw Nick Fury lowering his head silently. Mephisto continued, "No matter how you plan to do this surgery, if you really don't leave any disability, this memory will not be left in Colson's mind, so it is meaningless to him. Then there is only one possibility. In your heart, you have always resisted the surgery. You are very reluctant to use this surgery on Colson, as long as there is another way."

"Yes, I don't want to implement this method unless it is absolutely necessary." Nick Fury nodded.

"This surgery must have a great impact on Kelson." Evanson asked Nick Fury with his eyelids down, "Pain? Shorten lifespan? Neurological damage? Or something else? What exactly does it affect?"

"It's pain." Nick Fury rubbed his face hard and said, "During the operation, we must undergo a lot of stimulation tests to finally determine which area the memory is hidden. After determining the target, we can officially start to adjust. But how many nerves are in the brain? The test process we need to do may last for three days. In this process, in order to ensure the accuracy of the test, Colson must be awake."

"Sober...huh...wake..." Evanson's hand trembled and touched his scalp. These words made him sound a little cold even as a sorcerer. "The pain directly acts on the brain nerves is not much worse than the pain directly acts on the soul. It's better to let him die directly if you do this."

"This memory will also be buried after the operation." Nick Fury shook his head and said dryly, "He will remember nothing, and he will not suffer for it."

"It really surprised me." Mephisto was a little surprised by this plan. "I torture others because he deserves it. You are such a person but just need him to work for you. Oh, you are more like a devil than me."

"No, I am a human." Nick Fury shook his head, "just like humans can go to heaven and to hell, humans can be as kind as angels, or sinful as devils."

"And my job, my choice is to make me sin like a devil and be as painful as being born in hell, but to make more people live happily as if they were in heaven."

Papa...Mephisto applauded and clapped, "Excellent, your awareness reminds me of someone...well, Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc."

"Joan of Arc went to hell too?" Evanson was shocked, but then he reacted. "Yes, she led her army to fight countless times, and she was inseparable from the suffering of hell."

"No, she went to heaven." Mephisto shook his head a little lonely. "There are many people who have been named saints for thousands of years since the establishment of the Jewish Christian religion. At least every generation of pope has this word, but in fact, except for the previous five generations, they all lined up in hell. And..." Since Mephisto's face was filled with a melancholy look of remembrance, "Joan of Arc, Saint Girl, she is the most well-deserved one."

"She... is a true believer, and her faith is so pure and rational. I once appeared in front of him and said his name and identity. She was not as panicked as other believers. Have you scolded me angrily? Instead, she faced me calmly, saying that she understood me and talked with me for a long time."

"I didn't expect..." Mephisto's eyes slowly turned red, and an angry light shot out. "These all became the crimes of her enemy's slandering her, saying that she had fallen into the dragon witch who brought war to the earth!"

"I have indeed seduced her. I promised her rights, strength, victory, and even immortality! But she refused all of them! The moment before she was stolen, I wanted to help her escape this cruel fate for the first time."

"But she still refused. She said she was a sacrifice of peace. If she ran away, the war would likely continue. She willingly carried the stigma and went to death."

"In the burning of her flame, I saw the golden light that even Paul was about to be ashamed of, and she went straight into heaven!"

"And all I can do is!" Mephisto smashed the table with red eyes. "He is nervous in hell, I move out to the tent myself! I will never frame his people who leave hell! They must be tortured forever!"

"Well... should I say...be ashamed?" Nick Fury sighed from the bottom of his heart after hearing Mephisto's heart. He really didn't expect that I would consider myself so highly.

"Don't be ashamed!" Murphist said firmly. "I just said you look like Joan of Arc, but in fact you are far from her!"
Chapter completed!