Dante woke up in the house of everything, and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Constantine, who was holding a syringe and drawing his own blood.

"As soon as I woke up, I saw you stabbing a steel needle into my arm, and you think I should say something at this point!" Dante frowned, a little upset.

Konstantin didn't care for a wicked laugh.

"Maybe you should thank God!"

"Thank God?" Dante wondered.

Konstantin pulled the syringe out of Dante's arm and reached out to pat Dante's pectorals.

"You're glad you didn't see me using something else to get into your other place!"

"!"

Dante kicked Konstantin's ass, but unfortunately Dante was weak at this time, and this kick was easily dodged by Konstantin.

Constantine calmly put Dante's blood aside, took off his gloves, and then took Dante's hand.

"Welcome back, friend!"

Before Dante could begin to move, Constantine quickly let go of Dante, turned around and picked up the three cans of blood that had been drawn not long ago, and quickly left Dante's room.

While running, Konstantin shouted.

"Brother, you may not know how much risk I took to bring you back, but I just know it, and this bit of blood will be your reward for me!"

Listening to Constantine's angry words, Dante got up from his bed and walked slowly to the hall.

"Dante!"

Chas exclaimed excitedly, he had just returned from outside, and as soon as he entered the hall, he saw Dante alive, which was a wonderful feeling.

So, Chas rushed to Dante, wanting to give Dante a hug, but for fear of deepening Dante's wounds, he had to stand in front of Dante and touch his head.

"It looks like you're going to take some time to recover, and when John just stole your body back, you were so badly hurt!"

"I'd rather you use the word body than a corpse, Chas!"

Dante teased softly, and then Dante walked over to the mirror and looked at his face.

"Ho!" Dante was startled by himself in the mirror, "This face is terrible, Chas, can you find me a mask, I think I should wear a mask before this face recovers, or I'll make you lose your appetite!"

Dante's body had not fully recovered at this time, not to mention the shadowy penetrating wound on his chest, which was simply beautiful compared to Dante's miserable face.

In the cafeteria, the group of policemen finally unleashed their full fire on Dante's vital points, especially Dante's head, which was hit at close range by at least twenty .45 caliber bullets.

The muscles on Dante's entire face are tattered, and even part of his skull is missing, allowing people to clearly see the wriggling brain inside.

The more Dante looked at it, the more disgusted he felt, the more angry he felt, he had never suffered such a serious injury since he became a legend!

"Fake!" Dante cursed loudly and turned back to his room, Duang threw himself on the bed and closed his eyes without saying a word.

This is really uncomfortable, I underestimated the weapons of the world, underestimated the power of those small toys, I didn't expect that the kind of one hand can be used, the impact penetration is far less than the original crossbow, delicate toys-like small things can cause so much damage when set on fire!

Dante frustrated himself and changed his position from lying on his stomach to lying down, although his wound would be painful no matter what, but when he was lying down, Dante would not press on the bridge of his nose that was growing.

Remembering the war between himself and that group, Dante reflected silently.

"I need a suit of armor, preferably fully covered, ranged weapons here are all too common!"

Speaking of which, Dante remembered that when he was a little warrior, he had saved half a year of gold in exchange for his first magic hand crossbow, and it was also a hand crossbow with loose strings!

"Also, I have to prepare a set of ranged weapons, unfortunately I don't know how to make a crossbow, but this little toy that hurt me looks good, it's easy to carry, it can be fired in bursts, and if I find something that can be enchanted, I might be able to try to make two magic toys!"

Thinking about it, Dante has a little spirit, the physical pain is like child's play for him, and the humiliation caused by defeat is the real reason for Dante's chagrin, but Dante is very good at summarizing the past and correcting mistakes, and constantly making himself stronger is the true meaning of the warrior's path.

Dante closed his eyes and felt his own strength, his current energy value was still maintained at about three hundred, and all the free energy he had recently absorbed was used to repair his body, feeling the speed of dissociative energy absorption, I am afraid that in less than eight hours, he could be completely healed.

Just as Dante was thinking about the future, Constantine pushed the door and walked into Dante's room.

"What's the matter, are our little friends who just got their teeth changed feeling shy?" Konstantin said with a smile, "Come on, Dante, Chas and I don't care about your appearance, come out and have something to eat, and I'll tell you what happened last night until now." ”

"Hey!" Dante got up depressed, "Watch your mouth!"

"Camon (come on)!" Konstantin reached out and put his arm around Dante's shoulder, and to be honest, Dante really hurt a little when his exposed shoulder blades were hugged by Konstantin.

In this way, Dante was dragged to the table by Konstantin, and countless delicacies decorated the table like a festival!

Once Dante was seated, Constantine returned to his place and raised his glass.

"Today, the four of us sit together, enjoying the food I bought with the money I won from the casino, and the wine in the cellar for an unknown number of years, and in this way to celebrate the resurrection of our Dante from the dead and the complete death of Jasper!"

Constantine poured wine for Chas and Dante as he spoke out of tune, and at last he brought the remaining glass of wine to the empty seat next to him.

"Hey, look, I forgot you couldn't even drink, Jasbo!"

Konstantin laughed and poured the glass of wine on the ground.

In Dante's divine sight, there was an angry soul floating above the empty seat, how angry was this soul? Just look at the fire burning in its eyes!

After molesting the dead Jasbo, Konstantin returned to his seat.

"Chas, Jasbo, and Dante Nephilim, who we just met, we have experienced the devil together, we have protected innocent girls together, we have sat together in the house of everything, we have enjoyed our delicious food, friendship connects our souls and our bodies, the relationship between brothers will surely transcend life and death, now, cheers!"

Konstantin drank his wine, Dante and Chas, as did Jasbo in the soul state, whose soul floating in the air seemed to warm up a little.

After this drink, everyone enjoyed their favorite food, but no one had time to speak, because if they did not eat quickly, Dante would eat up the food.

In less than five minutes, the food on the table disappeared, and the three of them cleaned up the messy dishes together, as for Jasbo, he didn't eat or help clean up, but no one laughed at his laziness, after all, the dead are the greatest!

As he cleaned up the table, Dante asked.

"Where's Liv?"

It took a long time for Dante's wounded brain to remember Liv.

Konstantin didn't answer, but Chas said.

"She left last night, she thought you were dead, and it made her sad to death, and besides, the incident at the Flavor Mexican restaurant scared the poor girl. ”

After speaking, Chas pointed to the map of the United States hanging on the wall next to him.

"However, Liv left us a small gift before leaving, this map is full of Liv's divination future, it may really be a big problem, and the calamity is almost all over the United States!"

Dante followed Chas's finger and saw a bloodstained map of the United States, with Liv's blood on almost every city.

"Liv, how much blood did you use for divination!"

Dante sighed, and then he looked at Constantine suspiciously.

"Why don't you leave Liv behind, John, you should understand that a living soothsayer is much stronger than these dry bloodstains!"

"I'm here for her good!"

Konstantin struggled to spit out his inner words.

"The inner devil already has a way to enter the world, which proves that the dark door has been opened, an unknown hellmaster is about to launch an attack on the world, the dark magic of the earth is getting stronger and stronger, Liv staying means that she must face countless dangers, in the face of those dangers, even I may not be able to protect myself!"

Constantine's answer did not satisfy Dante.

"Konstantin!" Dante calmly expounded his thoughts: "Escape does not mean that there is no danger, if the whole world has fallen, even if Liv hides far, she still can't avoid danger!"

"So I'm not going to allow that to happen!" Konstantin shouted fiercely.

After this, Constantine smoked two cigarettes and gave one of them to Dante.

After taking a puff of smoke, Konstantin muttered a lonely word.

"Maybe my fate is to prevent the whole world from becoming hell, and this may be the last thing I can do!"

Dante heard the whispered mutter, but before he could ask, Chas's next sentence disrupted everyone's thoughts.

"John, Dante, you see, there's a drop of blood on the map that's wet!"

As Chas finished speaking, Dante and Constantine quickly looked at the map, and sure enough, a drop of dried blood became moist.

"Pennsylvania!" Konstantin muttered to himself, "This should be a small town near Headway, Chas, we need to find out what's going on there!"

"Okay, I'll call Richie right away. ”

Chas quickly agreed, and then he stepped aside to make a phone call.

Constantine quickly packed his bags, he didn't have many things to bring, but each one was important, because of Dante's 'selfless' dedication, there was one more thing that was important to him, and that was Dante's blood.

Dante was dumbfounded and looked at the blood in Constantine's bottle, if he read it correctly, it was three whole bottles!

"Damn it, Konstantin, how much blood did you bastard suck me!"

Dante cursed angrily, and then punched Konstantin in the shoulder.

Konstantin waved his hand casually.

"Don't describe me as a vampire, I've just taken a little bit, you can recover from such a serious injury, you won't skimp on a little blood, and I noticed that this blood is not the same as the gift you gave me, it is red, and the drop of blood you dripped into my eye is silvery-white!"

"Of course it's different. Dante sighed and reached out to pick up two of the three bottles: "What I gave you is a little bit of my blood, and you yourself draw blood with demonic and angelic powers, and there is no divinity in this blood." ”

Dante said as he drew an indescribable force from each of the two vials of blood, and a moment later, Dante placed the vials in front of Constantine.

"I've processed these two vials of blood, and now, this vial of purple-colored blood is pure demonic blood, and when you use summoning magic, add a drop to it, and it will strengthen the creature you summon to the point of overturning you, the master!"

Dante made a joke, but Konstantin had excitement in his eyes, not anger, and he couldn't wait to point to another bottle.

"Dante, what's going on with this bottle?"

"This bottle of white-colored blood is angel blood, their effect is the same as holy water, but the purity is dozens of times higher than your original, as for the remaining bottle, with the power of both demons and angels, you have to take it with you at any time, my divine blood can protect your soul, and my original blood can reshape your body, you have one more life from now on, Konstantin!"

"Oh my God!" Konstantin hugged the bottle excitedly and kissed it: "I know, I know I didn't save you wrong, Dante, you are so valuable, even if your blood has such a rich function and power, if I can use your hand bones to make a magic weapon, I think I can be strong against Lucifer!"

Constantine looked greedily at Dante's arm, and his lustful eyes seemed to say, 'Would you mind growing another arm, Dante?'

"Fack!" Dante returned to the room depressed, he knew that Constantine was just joking, if he really wanted a certain part of his body, the time when his consciousness was wandering in the realm of death, it would be enough for Constantine to dismember himself two or three times!