Chapter 11: Inglourious Basterds
On the forest path, four people moved mechanically, and the atmosphere was really deserted.
When Dante was furious just now, although they couldn't hear the conversation between Dante and the demon's possession, Dante's crazy battle appearance was seen by them, especially when the demon finally broke away from the possession and flew into the sky, Constantine and Liv could see the shadow.
What's more, Dante, who is now at the forefront, seems to have a fire burning all the time, which also makes everyone lose the mood to talk.
However, Liv couldn't help it.
"Dante!"
She whispered hello, and when Dante heard her words, Dante looked back at her.
Liv was startled, but Dante's pupils were still red.
"Your arm is broken, you need to go to the hospital!"
Despite her fear, Liv spoke her mind.
Dante's brow furrowed, and then the redness in his pupils slowly faded.
"Hospitals are places like churches, no, I don't need them!"
Dante said something in a soft, nice voice, which made Liv's tension gradually subside.
"How can a hospital be the same as a church, a hospital is a place to treat diseases, and an injury like yours must go to the hospital!"
"Yes, isn't that the same as the church, isn't it the priest of the god's seat who heals you?"
"No ......!"
Liv was about to explain something when Konstantin interrupted her.
"Liv, don't look at the world with old eyes, Dante, you too, your eyes are old eyes!" Konstantin clapped his hands lightly. "Dante, don't you really need to be treated?"
"No, I don't. ”
Dante closed his eyes and felt it, then opened it and said in a very certain tone.
"My divinity gives me the ability to recover, although at this stage, the speed of divinity recovery is not as fast as even the weak recovery, but even so, an injury like mine can be almost healed in one night!"
"Wow!" Constantine looked at Dante enviously: "Your divinity can be used for real!"
With that, Constantine took two quick steps to Dante's side.
"Dante!"
He looked at Dante as seriously as he could.
"What do you think I should do if I want to gain divinity?"
When Dante heard this, his eyes swept around Konstantin twice, and then, Dante said.
"You should ask me if it's possible for a bastard like you to gain divinity!"
"Then how would you answer?"
Konstantin asked weakly, listening to Dante's meaning, a bastard like him basically can't gain divinity.
Konstantin couldn't help but recall in his mind the image that made him suffer two years ago, the soul of an innocent and kind little girl, who was harmed by Konstantin to hell!
"You don't have to say it. Konstantin said bitterly: "How can a guy like me become a god one day!"
"No, I mean, you really have the hope of becoming a god, as long as you free a million souls trapped in the world and finally find a way out, you should be able to condense your divinity!"
"A million!"
Konstantin shook his head sullenly.
"Even if I live to be a thousand years old, I may not be able to save a million souls!"
"Then there's no hope!"
Dante waved his hand and continued walking in the direction of the House of Everything.
Just two steps away, Konstantin spoke again.
"Dante, there's a presumptuous question I don't know whether to ask or not!"
"If you really feel presumptuous, don't ask!" said Dante.
"How did you have divinity back then, and did you also save the trapped souls in the world?"
This guy actually asked anyway!
Dante is helpless, Konstantin is really a scoundrel, but he is not annoying.
"My divinity comes from battle, and if I become a god, I will become a god of war!" Dante stated calmly, "Since I was a warrior, I have challenged and slain more than 100,000 demons stronger than me on the battlefield!"
As soon as the words fell, even Liv and Chas's eyes widened.
"Do you think that the name of the silver-haired strongest demon swordsman was earned by sleeping with a sleeping woman!"
"I think that if you slept with 100,000 women more beautiful than you, you might get a more domineering title!" Konstantin assured.
Dante gently hammered his chest.
"You bastard!"
In this way, the two got together again and laughed evilly.
"Wait, I find I don't understand what you're saying!"
Liv asked suspiciously, she listened to it for a long time, and she felt like she was listening to the Arabian Nights.
Hearing Liv's words, Dante turned to her.
"Don't you really understand?" said Dante, with a wicked smile on his face, in a flirtatious tone, "Or do you just can't believe what you're hearing?"
"OK!" Liv waved her hand helplessly and acknowledged this: "I really can't believe it, listen to your meaning, you are a god, and John, John seems to be a person who helps souls ascend to heaven!"
"Haha!"
Dante smiled and patted Constantine's arm.
"Constantine, the notorious smoker scum on the mysterious side, actually had a day when he was regarded as a saint!" Chas said and laughed, this was the first time Dante had seen him smile, no wonder he had a very cold personality, it turned out that his smile was really ugly!
Konstantin looked embarrassed.
"Liv!"
He said Liv's name heavily.
"Remember, saving souls is what only those hypocritical and dull saints do, I am Constantine, I am, I am ....... ”
Speaking of which, Konstantin hesitated, he really didn't want to take out the contents of the business card that Chas had printed for him to emphasize.
Master of Dark Arts!
That's a shame!
Seeing Konstantin standing hesitantly, Dante laughed.
"Admit it, John, you bastard does have the heart of a saint beneath his exterior!"
"Shut your mouth!"
Konstantin was inexplicably furious.
"Dante, don't judge my actions by your head that has been raped countless times in purgatory, saint, if I were a saint, my father would not have died, and Astra's soul would not have gone to hell!"
Konstantin's eyes widened, his short blond hair seemed to stand up at this moment, the long trench coat was windless, and his body exuded a terrifying momentum!
But so what, could Dante be afraid?
"Do you know what you just said!" Dante said word by word, and then, Dante's legs were slightly separated, and his right hand slowly stretched over his shoulder to his back, he was once again going to grasp something, but this time, he didn't catch it!
It was a long sword, a long sword with an extremely brilliant pattern, the sword body was about one meter five long, the blade was about nine centimeters wide, and the hilt was about thirty centimeters long.
Seeing this scene, Konstantin was stunned, the momentum on his body slowly disappeared, and the magic brewing between his hands was also dispersed into elements and fused into heaven and earth.
"Although we haven't known each other for a long time, I thought we were friends!"
When Konstantin spoke, his eyes were full of pain and loneliness, as if he had been greatly hurt.
"Dante, I've seen you put your hand behind your back more than once, I thought it was your prayer before the battle, but I didn't expect you to draw your sword!"
Konstantin fell to his knees with a thud, his hands weakly supporting his body, and he slowly looked up at Dante, two lines of tears welling up in his eyes.
"You never drew your sword against the demons, but now that you have turned it on me, am I more hated than the demons?"
After saying that, Konstantin put his head on the grass in pain, and Liv on the side shed tears.
Dante stared at all this blankly, and after a while, he slowly thrust the long sword into his back, and the long sword quickly turned into a tattoo on Dante's backbone.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know I was so important to you!"
Dante lifted Konstantin up, and his mouth quickly explained.
"John, I'll be honest, the action of drawing a sword is really a habit I have developed over many years of fighting, and only when my energy intensity exceeds one hundred and I become a warrior, I can pull out 'rebellion', in the previous few battles, my energy has not reached the warrior, but after fighting with the demon just now, I am already a warrior, so, I really didn't draw my sword because I hated you, it's just that I've become stronger!"
Dante explained a lot, but Constantine's eyes still looked like a dead man, which made Dante even more guilty.
"What am I going to do to you to forgive me!"
Dante anxiously asked, Constantine, as his first friend after escaping from purgatory, and a very appetizing friend, Constantine actually had a different place in his heart.
Especially everything that has just happened, which makes Dante want to think of Constantine as a close friend!
After a brief moment's hesitation, Dante bit his right index finger fiercely, and the next moment, a drop of silver blood flowed from Dante's fingertip.
"This is the blood of a demigod, it contains a trace of demigod divinity, although because I am too weak, this blood may lose some of its effectiveness, but it should still be able to save your life when you are in danger!"
Dante said as he pressed the drop of blood to Konstantin's eyeball.
"Aha!"
Konstantin instantly cheered up, he jumped up from the ground, gave Dante a big hug, and even kissed Dante's cheek with his mouth full of saliva.
"I knew we would be the best brothers, Dante, and although you made me sad just now, you called me John before, so I decided to forgive you!"
Konstantin said as he put his arm around Dante's shoulders cordially.
"Do you know, before this, you always called me Konstantin, but just now when you were angry, you actually called me John, and you actually called me by my name, does this mean that our friendship has gone further!"
After Constantine finished speaking, he immediately let go of Dante, and he walked towards the house of everything in a very normal posture, Dante looked at it for a long time, and he couldn't see that this person was still grief-stricken just now!
Chas walked past Dante, then glanced back at Dante, looking at the pity in Chas's eyes, Dante seemed to understand something.
Liv gave Dante an innocent look, and there were tears in Liv's eyes.
Dante and Liv looked at each other, then laughed together.
"Did I get a drop of divine blood tricked by this bastard?" asked Dante.
Liv thought for a moment.
"I don't know what the blood of the gods means, but it seems to be!"