American comic world demon hunter

Just as the two main gods and everyone were muttering together, Gu Yi stretched out his right hand. She waved it casually, and a portal suddenly appeared in the arena. The moment he saw this portal, the sentinel knew that this portal was for him. Ready

So, the sentry passed through without hesitation. From now on, only Dante and Virgil were left in the arena, and Dante was still indulged in Virgil's countless years of memories.

If you look carefully, Ancient One can see that Dante's body is trembling slightly. This trembling is not because of fear, but because of excitement.

Not long ago, when Dante and Virgil held their bloody right hands together, Dante felt like he was in another place for an instant.

He felt like he was in another purgatory

And like him, Virgil also saw the red purgatory that Dante had endured silently for countless ages.

Yes, the memories of the two of them have been exchanged. This feeling is extremely strange. How can I describe Dante now?

In Purgatory, Dante shook his hands silently. Rebellion came to his hands in an instant, and then, the three magic weapons appeared once each.

"Where is this place? This familiar feeling, as if the purgatory I once walked through has become another version."

Dante murmured, and he controlled the magic weapon to withdraw from his body. Then he took up his rebellion and began to walk gently.

Like everything Virgil had ever seen, what Dante saw was the infinitely changing world. In a moment, an extremely vast mountain fell from his head.

"Wow, no matter where the guy who calls himself my brother sent me, I admit that this place is interesting."

As Dante chanted, he jumped out fiercely. He spread Lucifer's wings in the air, and then he flapped his wings and quickly avoided the crushing of the mountain.

"Everything in this world seems to be changing. It's really interesting. It's so interesting. Wait, what is that?"

Something seemed to appear in front of him, which startled Dante. He looked carefully at the figure that suddenly appeared, and wow, Dante actually knew that person.

"Apocalypse, you're not dead yet"

Dante shouted to the blue figure in the distance. Unexpectedly, Apocalypse suddenly appeared without saying a word and directly attacked Dante. Seeing Apocalypse's straightforward attack, Dante sent Apocalypse back to the west with a backhand knife.

"The guy I killed once should stop pretending to be a ghost in front of me."

Dante retracted his rebellion with disdain. He was about to continue walking forward when they noticed a murderous aura. The moment before he could block it, he was shocked to find that a sword had been thrust into his body. His own spine, the sword pierced Dante's back, directly penetrating Dante's body. When Dante looked at the sword blade pierced through his chest, he actually recognized that sword.

"I'm going to die, and it's my rebellion that's going to kill me."

Dante couldn't help but muttered, and then he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, there were no wounds on his body. He sat up from the ground and casually grabbed the soft moss on the ground that exuded blue fluorescence.

"I actually died with my own weapon, so the point is, who killed me with rebellion?"

Dante asked himself, and then he gave himself an answer. No matter what, he is the only one who can use rebellion. Dante believes that he is the only one in the universe. No matter how strange this conclusion is, it must be right.

"There is no pattern in where the enemy appears from. It's very interesting, haha."

He chuckled softly, and then as soon as he took two steps, a guy wearing a loose Japanese-style gown, blue loose pants, a pair of clogs, and holding a blue samurai sword appeared in front of his eyes.

"Fuck me"

Dante was really stunned when he saw this guy.

"This thing looks like Ukyo Tachibana. Could a character from the manga also appear here?"

He said something, and the next second, Tachibana Ukyo in front of him directly sent him an Iai. This sword was very fast, but it was a pity that the power level was too weak.

"It's a pity, it can only be regarded as a small game."

He said, and then he directly pulled out the ebony wood and shot it. When Ukyo Tachibana was finished, the expression on his face was still shocked. Maybe he had used a gun.

God knows why, but Tachibana Ukyo was cold.

After casually hacking an enemy to death, Dante stood motionless. He had a hunch that the person who suddenly killed him just now might appear.

as expected

Dante frowned and looked about twenty meters ahead. The light seemed to gather there. After a moment, a guy wearing a red windbreaker and holding a rebel hand appeared.

"It's really me, where is this place?"

Dante muttered, then he stretched out his hand towards himself.

"Hey, me, what is this place? Can you speak?"

No one answered, but Dante nodded.

"This seems to be a projection of mine. It seems that he has no wisdom of his own. So, all I can do is attack."

After Dante finished speaking, he took out the ebony and white ivory. Following his movements, Dante's projection also took out the two twin guns.

"Haha, it's still a projection of me now, not what I used to be. I remember that I used a hand crossbow."

Dante said, his guns suddenly bloomed, and countless magic-filled bullets continued to fly in the sky. Dante on the opposite side also fired. The bullets fired by the two of them continued to collide in the air, and they continued to collide, creating a One magic flower after another

The two of them fired at each other for more than three minutes before Dante put his guns back into his waist.

"The shooting ability is exactly the same as mine, and the combat thinking is exactly the same as mine. This is really another me, at least the one who understands my combat situation very clearly."

Dante commented, and then he pulled out the rebel directly. He pointed the rebel forward and said softly in his mouth.

"Then, let's try swordsmanship next. If this is really me, then defeating him will make me stronger."

As he spoke, Dante suddenly rushed forward. He waved the rebel with his right hand vigorously and hit the rebel that the projection used to block from top to bottom.

"ding-ding-ding-ding-ding"

Countless rebellious collision sounds continued until nearly half an hour passed, and the two Dante's entanglements separated. Looking at the unharmed self on the other side, Dante inserted Rebellion back into his back.

"It's amazing. This projection ability is really no different from mine. This is simply my paradise. Hahaha, come on, keep trying. Now let's experience Gilgamesh."

Dante said excitedly. At the same time, Gilgamesh's gloves were instantly put on. Dante clashed his fists a few times, and then he rushed towards him.

"dong dong dong dong"

The four fists were constantly entangled, and Dante began an almost endless battle with himself. After Gilgamesh, Pandora and Lucifer appeared one after another, but unfortunately, after trying all his current attack methods, Ding was mercilessly killed by his own projection again

After his death, Dante regained consciousness. He woke up for a moment and immediately stood up in surprise.

"Hell, I fucking died again, but I'm actually very satisfied because I developed new ways to fight enemies. I really didn't know Pandora could still be used like this."

That's right, he was killed just now by Projection Dante's Pandora, which instantly cut Gilgamesh.

The projection actually disguised Pandora as Gilgamesh. When Dante also used his gloves to fight the enemy, the projection actually shot out hundreds of millions of energy from the damn gloves.

"This is really too sinister, but I'm starting to like this place. When will the next projection come? I'm looking forward to learning how to use power from my other self."

Dante said as he continued his journey. He didn't know where his end point was, but that didn't matter because he didn't even have a starting point.

And just as his soul fell into hell, Virgil also woke up in a world made entirely of red on one side.

The crimson smoke envelops the crimson sand, raging mightily on the crimson land in front of you. What you see when you raise your head is the dark red sky. What you see when you close your eyes is a touch of cherry blossoms projected through the eyelids to the bottom of the eyes. red

Feeling such a world, Virgil widened his eyes.

"Red, eyes are full, the whole world is red, this feeling of red is no different from a mother's embrace."

As he spoke, he lay directly on the ground, his back leaning on the sand that was warm to him. Those fine sands were as warm in his heart as his mother's womb.

"I really envy that bastard to enjoy such a paradise. The taste here is no different from home."

Vergil, who was lying on his back, slowly closed his eyes. He felt his body getting warmer and warmer. He opened his mouth, took a long breath, and then exhaled it very slowly.

"I no longer need to worry about being attacked by others, and I no longer need to see my younger brother who keeps trying to kill his own brother. Tsk, tsk, this kind of day has been long awaited."

After he finished speaking, he fell completely into silence. He fell asleep. He fell asleep so easily, deeply, and completely.

The red world continued, and the fine sand slowly buried Virgil. After an unknown amount of time, a sand dune gradually rose up on the endless red desert.

The speed of the dune bulge was extremely slow. It lasted for a long time before it finally became clear. I saw a hand stretching out from the center of the dune, and that hand was holding a long and narrow blue samurai sword.

“Sleep so good”

Virgil slowly stood up from the sand. He shook his body and shook the red sand on his clothes to the ground.

"I slept really comfortably. I don't remember how long I slept. However, I am extremely happy to be able to enjoy such a long rest before I start the final battle."

Virgil said and sat back on the ground again. He reached out and grabbed a handful of red sand and brought the sand in front of him.

"The sand gathered now are all other members of the same race who have died in the long river of time. It seems that I still have to wait for a long time before they wake up."

He said, and then he actually lay down again. He lay on the sand and fell into a deep sleep again. This time, he didn't know how long he would sleep again.

Time flies, and Dante has been killed by himself tens of thousands of times, but he has not gained nothing. Among the tens of thousands of times he has died, he has also won thirty times.

Don't think that this number is small, it is already enough, because in terms of the application of its various abilities, the projection is simply much better than the real Dante.

This means that there are many, many things he can learn from his own projection.

"After staying in that damn red purgatory for too long, I have long forgotten almost all the fighting skills I am good at. And now in this world, I have not met many people who can improve my skills. Opponent, even if I have killed some enemies who are stronger than me, in fact, what really allows me to win is my immortality, not my strength."

After being mercilessly hacked to death by his own projection again, Dante woke up from his stupor. He summed it up and then enthusiastically entered the next battle. This time the enemy that appeared in front of him was a monkey. In other words, it was a monkey with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, wearing a set of gorgeous armor, wearing two wind bird tails on his head, and holding a long stick with a gold hoop.

"This image seems familiar. Could it be Sun Wukong?"

Dante muttered, and then quickly entered the battle. For him, the more battles like this, the better.

In the red purgatory, the sleepy Virgil felt something tapping his forehead. He lazily opened his eyes and immediately saw a silver-haired man wearing a windbreaker of the same color as him.

The difference is that this man's hair is very short

"You're buried hundreds of meters deep in the sand. That's not your style, Virgil."

The short-haired man said, and then he sat next to Virgil. After watching him sit down, Virgil nodded clearly.

"My appearance has indeed changed Purgatory. It seems that Dante's betrayal was not irrational stupidity."

"You met him"

After listening to Virgil's words, the short-haired man asked softly, and Virgil nodded and answered.

"Yes, that seems to be another omnipotent universe across the long river of time. I saw him forgetting his past like a fool."

"It's his misfortune that you didn't kill him once."

"Yes, but not now. He is so weak now that I have no desire to draw the sword. But I think that before we cross purgatory and fight against the gods and demons again, I will send him to death once, so that He realizes his own weakness.”

"This is not your style, Virgil. You have always preferred to bully the weak, just like you did to me."

After the short-haired man finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand towards Virgil expressionlessly, and saw that his right hand at this time was actually a mechanical rod.

Seeing the short-haired man's robotic hand, Virgil laughed softly. After he smiled to satisfaction, he nodded slightly.

"Then, I'll give your hand back to you. After all, I don't need him now."

Virgil said and cut off his right hand directly. He threw his hand towards the short-haired man. The short-haired man immediately took the arm and saw the man pressing the severed hand on his mechanical hand. After a moment, The man's mechanical arm gradually decayed, and Vergil's severed hand turned into a silver-white ghost hand, returning to the place where it should have existed.

"The familiar feeling of satisfaction, the body is more suitable for your own, even if there are some side effects."

After his arm recovered, the short-haired man smiled, and then he lay down directly and saw that he was lying next to Virgil. After he lay down, Virgil followed him.

"We just need to wait slowly, waiting for more of our kind to return. When purgatory comes to an end, we can go back to that damn place and kill those who should have died under our hands."

"Then, why don't you wait for Dante? This was the beginning of his plan."

After hearing what Virgil said clearly, the short-haired man asked softly. Virgil tilted his head, and then replied disdainfully.

"No wait, he will come back one day with his true power, don't you think so, Nero?"