American comic world demon hunter

"You hit me every time we meet. How do you want me to call you by your name in a nice way, Black Widow?"

Constantine said indifferently, he took out the bottle from his pocket and showed the emblem on the bottle to Natasha.

"Instead of worrying about a name here, why not point out the location of the devil to me. My bottle has been waiting for it for a long time."

"In the back, follow me"

It was not Black Widow who answered Constantine, but Dante.

In Dante's eyes, he can see the direction in which the devil appears. Although the distance of this ability is not very far, it is enough for Dante to locate the devil in a building.

Dante held two magic guns in his hands. He walked through the chaotic tables and chairs at once, dodging the countless messy burgers and fries at his feet, and rushed towards the McDonald's back kitchen with bright red liquid all over the floor.

Of course, the bright red liquid is not human scum, but ketchup.

"You are a little late. There are already four victims. We also drove the fifth possessed policeman into the cold storage. We locked him inside. We don't know if he escaped."

Natasha explained as she jogged to keep up with Dante.

After hearing her words, Dante nodded.

"It's still there, and there's that disgusting smell everywhere."

While Dante was speaking, he kicked the cold storage door to pieces. The policemen who were on guard all around widened their eyes. Dante's destructive power really scared them. You know, the cold storage door is quite strong.

Natasha looked at the broken door and wall, and pursed her lips slightly. Dante's power was at least ten times stronger than before. I really don't know if he will continue to become stronger. If so, she must inform Director Fury, we can no longer use our past plans against Dante.

However, Dante couldn't hear Natasha's mental activities. He fired continuously with both guns, smashing all the bugs scattered in the room. When the gunfire ended, Dante saw clearly the man possessed by the devil in front of him.

That was a chubby policeman. Now this policeman looks extremely bloated. His face is covered with oil stains, and his mouth is stuffed with countless frozen chicken legs and various foods. He seems to be unaware that Dante has broken in, and he still keeps stuffing it into his mouth. Something is stuffed in it.

"It seems that this devil's IQ is not very high. He actually forgot the experience of being hurt by me so quickly."

Dante snorted, looked at Constantine behind him, and gave instructions gently.

"I'll seal this room with magic first, and then you start sealing it, so that even if the seal fails, it won't escape again."

After Dante finished speaking, he pulled out his Rebellion. He inserted it at the door, and then the two magic guns in his hands fired bullets continuously. The magic flew from the muzzles to the walls and the ground, leaving behind dots of silver. Light, as there are more and more light points, the light points gradually form a huge pattern

Constantine looked at the connected patterns on the wall in surprise. He could see that they were a pair of huge wings, angel wings, but what surprised him was not the pair of wings, but that Dante had drawn this picture. The way of wings is how Dante releases his magic power and forms a magic circle.

"You are really smart. You actually used a pistol to shoot out magic power to form a magic circle. This is much faster than me painting it with paint."

After Constantine finished speaking, he thought silently in his mind whether he should also prepare two guns like this.

But then he thought about it, his rubbish marksmanship might not be able to help him complete operations as precise as Dante's.

Not only did he think of this, but not long after he finished speaking, Dante looked at Constantine with a mocking look.

"You think too much, John, do you have the shooting skills like me?"

Just as Dante finished speaking, Constantine spat disdainfully.

"I can use a fucking shotgun, s12k"

"Why don't you use a shotgun?"

"Yeah, a shotgun is more suitable, good idea."

Constantine kept chatting with Dante, but his hands were not idle. He first took out a lighter from his pocket. After pressing a button, the lighter split into two halves, and all the kerosene inside was spilled. On Constantine's left hand.

He was seen holding a vodka bottle engraved with King Solomon's seal emblem in his right hand, and his left hand stained with kerosene was pointed at the policeman who was eating a lot of food. He was muttering words, and he was reciting ancient runic spells.

Natasha and the policemen outside the door were all watching Dante's operations attentively. Dante's dazzling shooting skills and his wing murals shot out with bullet marks amazed them, while Constantine's magical The stick-like movements made them have much less confidence in Dante and the others.

No way, Lao Kang is not a serious magician, he is not serious, no, his magic is not serious, his magic is closer to curses and summonses, and is not as powerful as ordinary elemental magic.

But the most important thing about magic is its practicality. No matter how powerful the fire is, it can't burn the devil out, but Constantine's curse and seal can.

Of course, the fire mentioned above only refers to the fire in the mortal world. The flames of hell and heaven can certainly burn the devil, but not every magician uses that kind of flame.

As Constantine continued to recite the mantra, the fat policeman who was eating happily in front suddenly stopped. He tremblingly put down the chicken drumstick in his hand and raised his oil-stained head. Look at Constantine and the bottle in his hand with those pure black eyes

In the blink of an eye, the monster hissed, landed on all fours, and crawled toward Constantine like a giant cockroach. His saliva flowed to the ground, leaving a trail of black traces.

"Shit, help me block him."

Constantine shouted quickly, but before he shouted, Dante had already rushed out.

Dante stomped the ground hard and came to Constantine in the blink of an eye. Dante kicked out his long legs and kicked the demon-possessed policeman away like a football. The policeman was He rolled twice in the air and hit the wall with a bang. A big hole suddenly appeared on the wall of the cold storage. Even the steel material could not stop Dante's power.

"It's broken, I used too much force."

Dante looked at the results of his kick and sighed depressingly. With this kick, the possessed policeman almost turned into a piece of meat pie, and the body hanging on the wall continued to burst into black... blood, when the body fell to the ground, the devil had flown out of the body

After all, the devil doesn't bother to live in a tattered corpse, so now there is a group of huge bugs in the room. This group of flying cockroach-like things first hovered over the police corpse for a moment, and then they quickly rushed towards the police corpse. direction of din and constantine

"What a damn good thing you did, Dante. Now that they've come out of the corpse, they have to find the next unlucky guy to possess, but there are only two of us in the room. Who will he possess, you or me?"

"Don't be ink, he will possess anyone who is weak"

"Can we draw lots?"

Constantine said weakly, and he stretched his left hand straight towards the swarm of insects flying over. Just like Dante said, these demons targeted Constantine, the weaker of the two.

I saw Constantine's left hand burning fiercely. The kerosene just sprinkled on it made the flame huge and sacred. The flame instantly scorched many insects. As a result, the insect swarm quickly moved away from Constantine.

"It's your turn now, Dante, haha"

Constantine laughed excitedly. He gloated as he watched the bugs rush towards Dante. He laughed and continued.

"Don't worry, my brother, I will take these bugs out of your body soon. I just don't know how they will get into your body. Is it down there?"

"Son of a bitch, I'll take care of you later."

Dante cursed loudly, and at the same time he firmly grasped the two guns in his hands. Countless silver-white magic powers emerged from Dante's body. They were intertwined behind Dante like threads, gradually forming a huge shadow.

This is one of Dante's abilities. When Dante's strength reaches Legend, he will have a demon phantom on him. This phantom can assist him in attack and defense. In addition, it has many other abilities. As for Dante, after he regains his demigod strength, the phantom will transform into a demon. It will no longer be like a shadow, but will merge into Dante's blood, giving Dante the ability to transform.

However, Dante is still just a high-ranking hero. The energy intensity of about 800,000 cannot completely make the demon phantom appear. Dante looked up at the incomplete shadow behind him and smiled helplessly.

"I remember that not long before I was exiled, my last disciple, the young man named Nero, had just become a legend and condensed this devil phantom. I laughed at him for his slow progress. Who knows now? I can’t even form a phantom.”

Dante whispered, and swarms of bugs crashed into the incomplete phantom behind Dante. When they found that they could not break through the phantom's defense, they rushed towards Constantine again.

"What do these bugs think of us? Bitches with legs spread in a nightclub. One moment they think of this, the other moment they think of that."

Constantine cursed at the rushing insects, and the flame in his left hand burned blazingly again. After the insects were defeated by Constantine for the second time, they swarmed towards the cold storage door and towards the police outside the door.

At this moment, a large number of policemen were frightened and retreated hastily. Only Natasha remained at the door. Not only did Natasha not run far, but she got closer to the cold storage door.

"Dante, the safest place is around your sword, right?"

Natasha murmured softly. She tried to get closer to Rebel stuck at the door, staring nervously at the swarm of insects that were getting closer. Sure enough, when the insects approached the door, a pair of silver wings suddenly appeared on Rebel. , these wings are exactly the same as the wing pattern left by Dante on the wall of the cold storage. This pattern completely blocks the insects in the cold storage.

When the bugs dispersed and looked for other exits to escape from the cold storage, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. She gently wiped the thin layer of sweat that had just appeared on her forehead and looked at Dante and Constantine in the cold storage. .

In her eyes, Dante and Constantine, one red and one white, were like the two poles of a magnet, controlling the insect swarm around them. No matter where the insect swarm hit the wall, it could only be captured by the huge silver wings. block.

Dante watched the bugs struggling, and he shot a few of them from time to time as a way to practice his marksmanship.

When he got tired of playing, Constantine still stood there, holding a broken bottle that he didn't know whether it worked or not, and kept chanting spells.

"How long do you want to recite? Can you be more reliable?"

Dante cursed silently. The sweat on Constantine's forehead had already formed a row, and he responded with difficulty.

"Shit, this hunger devil must have been strengthened by the dark force that invaded the earth. I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

As he spoke, the bottle in his hand bloomed with golden light. The appearance of this light made Constantine exhale.

"But fortunately I'm done, bugs, go into daddy's bottle"

As his spell was completed, and as the light of the bottle became brighter and brighter, the swarms of insects in the cold storage rushed towards the bottle in Constantine's hand uncontrollably. Visible to the naked eye, there were more and more bugs in the bottle. The more he said, the more Constantine's expression changed from relaxed to solemn, and from solemn to frightened.

"Looks like I fucked up"

Constantine whispered, and the next moment, the bottle in his hand broke.