"To the left, follow me, there is a cliff not far to the left!"

Dante pulled Bruce and ran frantically on the mountain road in front of the castle, listening to the constant roar between heaven and earth, even if he didn't have to look, Dante knew that he was chasing a murderous killer from nature, Avalanche!

Dante's speed of sprinting had reached his limit, and Bruce, who was being pulled by Dante, even dislocated his shoulder, Dante was like a gust of wind, rushing towards a cliff of less than 1,400 meters.

The heavy snow wrapped around the ruins of the castle, chasing behind Dante, but Bruce did not have the same tension as Dante, he was about to pass out, a full fifteen days of prison life, two days without eating, these factors seriously affected Bruce's body, Bruce remembered the scene of Dante's battle in a trance, maybe, maybe he really needs to learn something that can make him strong, but does he really want to let go of his hands and feet to kill? No, there must be a better way!

The whistling snowflakes slapped on Bruce's body, and Bruce only felt a pain in his legs, it turned out that the avalanche had already caught up with them!

Dante instantly felt that the Bruce he was dragging was a little lighter, damn it, the avalanche seemed to have caught up!

Dante quickly turned around, he jumped on the spot, and took Bruce into his arms, and then, Dante actually jumped up for the second time out of thin air, and some intricate and beautiful silver patterns appeared at his feet, and he stepped on this pattern, jumping nearly forty meters.

Even so, Dante was hit by the avalanche, because the cliff was close at hand, Dante slid down with the snow, he fell down, and there were complex patterns in the air again, Dante stepped on this pattern fiercely, and rushed sideways to the cliff wall in the air against gravity, when Dante approached the stone wall, Dante thrust the rebellion into the cliff with his right hand, gravity made the rebellion slide a little, and then, Dante stopped.

Countless snowflakes rushed to the bottom of the cliff with the ruins, Dante's right hand clenched and rebellious, his legs kicked on the cliff, he almost ran out of strength, in the series of battles just now, Dante consumed a lot of magic power, whether it was the continuous slashing skill that wantonly swayed the sword qi during the hundred consecutive slashes, or the two air jumps just now, it takes a lot of magic to support, Dante is a magic swordsman, not a magician, his skills not only consume magic power when used, but also consume physical strength and energy, even, vitality!

"You're good, you're still alive, your vitality and will are quite tenacious, hold on for a while, I'll take you to climb up, and then, I don't mind teaching you something!"

Dante sees that there is no more snow falling above the cliff and decides to climb up, but Bruce dislocated his arm and Dante has to free up a hand to pull him, which makes Dante's climbing journey much more difficult.

It took nearly twenty minutes for Dante to climb up the cliff from about thirty meters below the cliff, he threw Bruce, who was dressed in a blue-black torn cotton jacket, aside, and lay on his back on the snow, gasping for breath while looking at the sky, looking at it, Dante laughed.

"Haha, hahaha, exciting, really exciting, I can't remember how long it hasn't been so exciting, when I was a demigod, I was strong, so I lost a lot of sense of crisis, it's better now, it's amazing to have a challenging life!"

"You're really ...... Ahem, Optimist!"

Bruce said something with difficulty, and Dante could tell that his voice was wrong, so he rolled over to Bruce's side, listened to Bruce's heartbeat, and then looked at Bruce's pupils.

"You're going to die!" said Dante.

When Bruce heard Dante's words, he nodded with difficulty and whispered, "Save Gotham!"

Dante heard Bruce's words clearly, he nodded, and suddenly remembered that Bruce might not be able to see himself nodding, so he patted Bruce on the face.

"I will. ”

"I'm Bruce Wayne, Wayne of Gotham, Dante...... Ahem, take me, take my body to Wayne Manor, give it to Alfred, and tell him that I did too much wrong!"

Bruce whispered one by one, but the more Dante listened, the more surprised he became, where did you get so many words, you should have been a dog!

Dante opened Bruce's pupils again and took a look, your sister, how did the appearance of the pupils dilating just now disappear, obviously the muscles were atrophied and the viscera were failing, why did it get better so quickly!

"Hey!" Dante gave Bruce a slap, Bruce looked at Dante in shock, he didn't understand, why he was dying, Dante still had to beat himself!

Dante laughed instead, reaching out and patting Bruce on the head as he laughed.

"You're saved!"

As he spoke, Dante dragged Bruce up, who shook hard at first, but he swayed and stood firmly.

"Am I alive?" Bruce felt a little more strength in his body, his breathing was much calmer, his pupils returned to normal, he slowly stretched out his hand, even if those hands were covered with chilblains, but he was still alive!

Dante nodded.

"You're still alive!" he said, "Your life is so big, I suspect you have resonated with my divinity, maybe, when I first saw you, you already resonated with my divinity, damn it, no wonder I actually took you like a child, your willpower is comparable to that of me, the god of war!"

With that, Dante swiped his wrist against Rebel, and then he put the bleeding wrist to Bruce's mouth.

"Taste the taste of divine blood, haha, although it is not really stained with divine blood, however, my attributeless blood will still give you the power of life and the opportunity to become stronger!"

Bruce heard Dante's words, and he was sure that his consciousness was still there, but when he saw Dante's wrist, the red, hot blood tempted him like the most delicious food.

Bruce grabbed Dante's wrist and swallowed Dante's blood frantically, until Dante's wound completely disappeared, and Bruce let go of his mouth in a trance.

Bruce wiped his mouth with his sleeve blankly, and when he lowered his head and saw the bright red on his sleeve, he burst into tears uncontrollably.

"Why?"

Bruce asked Dante in a choked voice, and Dante shrugged casually.

"Fate, since you can appear in front of me, since you can get the favor of my divinity, then, why can't I take care of you!"

Dante said as he pointed at Bruce.

"Look at your own body now, feel the extra power in your body, from now on, I will teach you how to exercise the strength in your body, that is from my inheritance, don't let my inheritance be disgraced on you!"

Dante said, sticking the rebellion in front of Bruce.

"Pull it out!"

"What?" Bruce was surprised by the recovery of chilblains on his hands, when he suddenly saw Dante's movements, a little in a trance.

"Draw my sword and give it to me!" Dante shouted fiercely, Bruce was relieved by this loud roar, and the next moment, he quickly reached for his sword.

However, rebellion was not uprooted by him as he had imagined.

Bruce clenched the hilt of the rebellious sword with both hands, and the rough pattern on the hilt even wore out Bruce's palm, no matter how hard Bruce tried, the rebellious remained motionless.

"That's it!" Dante patted Bruce on the shoulder and said softly: "It takes not strength to pull out this sword, but will, you are now lost, I will slowly teach you how to be firm, I will teach you stronger fighting ability, teach you more reasonable training methods, teach you all the skills of fighting, teach you how to restrain your fears, make you a nightmare in the hearts of your enemies, and a backbone in the eyes of your teammates!"

Dante reached out his right hand, pulled out the rebellion and put it back on his back, and patted Bruce on the back with his left hand.

"Let's go, drink my blood, feel full of strength, now, follow me out of the Himalayas, let's go to Nepal, and then back to the United States!"

"Dante!" Bruce suddenly shouted, which stopped Dante's steps.

"What's wrong?"

"Shall I call you Master?" Bruce looked a little surprised, but also a little awkward, surprised by the opportunity to become as powerful as Dante, and awkwardly, he was afraid that he would become as murderous as Dante!

"You're not worthy!" Dante said coldly, "If you still can't draw my sword within a year, I won't teach you anymore!"

After Dante finished speaking, he looked for his own way out, Bruce was stunned, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his heart, until Dante in his eyes became almost unable to see clearly, and he suddenly realized that he ran after him.

It was always easier to descend than up, and it took less than fifteen hours, and Dante and Bruce, who were running all the way, had already seen the people, it looked like a village, but the architecture didn't seem to be in the Nepalese style.

When Dante stopped, Bruce stopped with him, but he couldn't help himself with excitement now, and he felt that his body was full of infinite power.

After more than fifteen hours of sleepless running, Bruce didn't feel tired at all, and even, even at this moment, his heartbeat was not too violent, but stable at a relatively active level.

"Master!" Bruce looked at Dante in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of admiration in his heart: "Is this the power you want to teach me, am I still a human being!"

"Don't call me master, in addition, most of your current condition comes from my blood that has not yet dissipated, probably in a few days, your body will return to its previous state, however, your soul has the inheritance of a righteous warrior, maybe in the future, you will become a qualified warrior!"

The warrior Dante is talking about here is not the warrior who divides the strength, Dante is talking about the warrior who has the will and the creed of life, who dares to face all dangers and challenges, the kind of warrior who has heaven to the left and the warrior who has the right, that is, the warrior under the seat of the god of war!

Dante ignored the agitated Bruce and walked slowly into the town, but before he could go far, his sensitive ears heard a lot of people calling the police.

Dante's face became ugly, he looked at his body, full of knife wounds and traces of blood, and then looked at Bruce, who was wearing a prisoner's padded jacket in prison, with a big beard and messy hair, no matter how he looked at it, it didn't look like a good thing.

"!"

Dante pulled Bruce depressedly.

"It's the other way around, let's go to China!"

Bruce was stunned when he heard Dante's words.

"China is a very good country, how do you look scared?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, but that the plane I contacted will pick me up in Nepal, and the Chinese side is very strict, but it's ......!" Dante hesitated for a moment, looked at Bruce beside him, if possible, it was better not to let Bruce be discovered by S.H.I.E.L.D.!

So, Dante reached through the pocket of his tattered red trench coat and pulled out a small roll of dollars from his pocket.

"I don't want to do so much, let's go, let's eat something hot!"

Dante holds the dollar bill in his hand, then reaches out and wraps his hand around Bruce's shoulder, laughing as he leads Bruce towards town.