The soul is the noblest thing for a person, and in the same way, the true nobility of a person comes from the soul.

For human beings, this kind of ethereal thing is not as useful as the piece of paper in our hands, we often ignore the most important things, not only that, but reality forces you to make a choice, to seek the near and far, to dry up and fish, but in the end we have to face our own souls. For heaven, when you are in hell, the only thing that can save you is your soul, not the few pieces of paper that burn when you encounter fire and wet when you encounter water, but it is these pieces of paper that decide to control your life.

It's sad and helpless, but the only thing that can be thankful is that we can choose to be a noble soul.

The soul is the only ticket, and it will depend on whether you can board this boat to heaven, and likewise, it will also get you to hell.

Dante's soul can go to hell, this comes from the fact that he once died once, some people say that talent only needs one percent, but reality tells you that it is this one percent talent that determines your pattern, so, Dante is stronger than all demon hunters, this strength comes from the heart and soul.

Ordinary demon hunters can only spy on the traces of hell, while Dante can directly enter hell, this kind of powerful soul is also rare in hell, Lucifer said that Dante's soul must be collected by it himself.

Whether it's a bad taste or a special hobby, Dante, a guy who always wants to go to heaven after death, is going to go to hell at every turn, and heaven won't lend any help, and when you die, you have to look at their faces.

To enter hell, there must be a suitable medium, quite simply, water.

Isn't it said that hell is a place of suffering where a fierce fire burns all the time? The answer is wrong, there is water in hell. There is also a detail in the film, when Lucifer comes, his feet are muddy, and at this time Dante is also preparing water to go to hell, because hell is not only one layer, but in the lower layer of hell, the legendary Lucifer is located in the center of the earth, and he is punished in an eternal glacial lake.

"Water, the formless of all things, the tangibility of all things." Feng Chen watched Angela silently take the pan he used for fried rice and catch a pot full of water, and was about to bring it over, he walked up to help.

Going to Hell is no joke, and Dante's soul strength can't stay in a place like Hell for long.

"The suicide can only wander on the first floor of hell, the burning streets, seal the dust, you pinch the time, and in two minutes you will pour the bottle of holy water on the table on my head, and then wake me up!"

Dante instructed that such a ritual with dark attributes could not be performed during the day, so the three of them stayed until night.

Then Dante brought a wooden stool, he put the basin of water at his feet, dipped his horns into the basin, then touched his nose with one hand, shook his neck from side to side, his face was solemn and serious, he took a deep breath, ready to make the final preparations.

"Angela, give me that woman's groceries." Dante commanded.

Angela nodded, but she still had some doubts, although she had seen a lot of things with this man in the past few days that could not be explained by science, but now this man was going to hell! What kind of place is hell?! The land of all suffering! Land of All Evils! I really can't believe that this man will go to hell when he says that he will go to hell.

"It's a pen I took from her house, and the deceased was a journalist, and I think that's something she probably used a lot."

Dante pinned the small black fiberglass pen to the inside pocket of his black coat, and the silent Dust seemed to stop talking.

"What's wrong, man?" Dante felt that he had to arrange the reality, otherwise if there was a deviation for a while, he would really stay in that hellish place.

Dante...... You see...... Can I go with you? Feng Chen scratched his head and asked with a smile.

"You're crazy!!" Dante snorted angrily, "It's not a joke!!" Buddy!! ”

"Okay!" Feng Chen's face was a little strange, he spread his hands, and tried Dante's method by himself to see if he could go to hell, he couldn't wait, the depraved breath of hell no longer seduced the tyranny and madness in his heart all the time, and he couldn't vent it, so he could only endure it.

"Angela, borrow that cat from yours to hold it." Feng Chen saw a black chubby Siamese cat walking by with graceful steps, and he said aloud.

"Why?" Angela asked with a frown, what does this have to do with Dante going to hell?

"The cat is a mysterious animal, half in hell and half on earth, and the ancient Egyptians regarded the cat as the guardian of the underworld, and its eyes connected to the underworld." Dante glanced at Dusty and explained, as for why Dusty knew, it had to start with the original Spartan world.

"Then be careful, Duck doesn't like strangers to hug ......" Angela was reminding Dusty not to be scratched by Duck's claws, but she already showed a look of surprise, and in her sight, Duck, who had always disliked outsiders and even danced with outsiders, was being held high by Dust's hands.

"Ducks? It's a strange name, little duckling, that will take you to a mysterious world for a while, are you moved? ”

The chubby Siamese cat named "Duck" was held up in the air by the dust, emitting a weak "meow meow ......"

Put the lazy duck in Dante's arms, and then Dante held the cat in both hands, put his feet in a pan filled with water, and the whole person sat upright, he said lightly: "Angela, seal the dust, leave first, seal the dust, remember what I said." ”

Angela gave Dante a blank look, this was her house, but she still walked out a little reluctantly, and the dust closed the door of the house.

At the same time, Angela was just about to say something, when Feng Chen suddenly saw Angela open her mouth as if she was frozen there, and then, a rich smell of hell suddenly erupted from the crack in the door!!

"Time freezes ......" seals the dust like a different person in an instant, it is obvious that Dante has gone to hell, this is a kind of soul to hide the rules of life and death, forcibly smuggling, but not to hide himself.

"The taste of hell ......" Feng Chen's delicate face became hideous in an instant, especially the position of his eyes and eyebrows, which originally had a hint of agility at the moment, filled with a tyranny that could not be dissolved.

Hell avoids anyone and talks about its perversion, but I alone have never had such an urgent desire for a place.

Under the effect of Dante's connection, the powerful plane force collided, and the aftermath caused by the aftermath was enough to pause for a short moment, this moment was not enough to even breathe, even blink an eye, but just such a moment, it was enough.

Time is relative, reality is a second, hell is eternal, this is the rule of this world, so, for ordinary people, less than a moment of time, for Feng Dust and Dante who have special skills, this is not a moment.

So how to maintain a moment, there is only one way, and that is to approach hell, so Feng Chen gently opened the door.

In the absolute silence created by the time that stood still in a small area, a tall man in a brown coat with delicate eyebrows, stepping on a pair of lace-up leather shoes, the sound of footsteps sounded in this silent environment.

"Da~"

"Da!"

"Da!!"

Like the breath of a ferocious beast floating in his ears, Feng Chen saw Dante sitting there with his eyes closed, he didn't breathe, and the cat in his arms was rolling in place in a comfortable environment with his eyes closed.

Feng Chen stood quietly in front of Dante, he was thinking about how to go to hell, Dante relied on his soul to enter, this is his ability, and he didn't have it, so he had to think of a feasible way in these two minutes, otherwise he could only wait. His countenance was always engulfed by a tyranny and madness, and the two extremely black and red eyebrows flickered continuously.

……

The burning streets are still the same, and the first layer of hell is always built with reality, no matter where you enter, then the opening is the place to enter.

Entering a precarious and burning world, Angela's originally exquisitely decorated small apartment is now presented in hell with extremely contrasting visuals, the wooden table that was originally placed in the right hand has become completely black, like the calcined wood, countless black embers rise with the flames, and the temperature that makes people infatuated always seduce your will, so that you can't help but close your eyes and sleep well, but if you sleep, it will sleep forever.

The walls were burning, even tattered, and there were burning holes everywhere, and the exposed concrete and steel bars were ugly leaking outside, and the embers were burning all over it, Dante stood up, and he walked to the completely dilapidated balcony, and looked up at the vastness.

Looking at the sky for tens of thousands of miles, the sky is fiery red, the fire is full of desolation and buries the whole of Los Angeles in the sea of fire, a vicissitudes and pungent smell of sulfur floats in the air, there is no meaning of life here, this is the forbidden area of life.

The dilapidated road seems to have been eroded by thousands of years, and the fire on it is scorching Dante's skin, this road is the road in front of Angela's house, and when it comes in the afternoon, it is full of traffic, a bustling city, and here, there are only depression and endless vicissitudes, and countless abandoned vehicles are placed on the road, these vehicles are lined up in long queues, they seem to have been abandoned for centuries, iron-yellow rusty bodies, and there is a fluttering fire on them, this is a world like an apocalypse.

The wind that blew on the edge of eternity pulled up his coat as if to drag him somewhere, and Dante walked step by step in a world with no end in sight.

Black and white is the only color of life that Dante can bring, his lips are shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, the surface of his skin is cracked, and although it is his soul that enters here, when it returns to reality, the soul will bring everything it receives here to his body.

The further back you go, the more terrifying the flames become, like putting your hands in a pan of oil and frying.

This is the first layer of hell, the burning streets, however, this is not more terrifying, the most terrifying in the first layer are the gatekeepers of hell, timid and insidious, without brains, with skin like dry wood, and the surface looks like something that has been violently twisted.

Hell's Soldiers, they will grab fresh souls, and tear everything apart with their mouths full of saliva, disgusting claws, and yellow fangs stained with rotting flesh!!

Here, there is no salvation.