American comic world demon hunter

The House of Everything is Constantine's home. It looks like an old mill on the outside, but in fact there are countless mysterious traps and powers beneath the mill.

Countless ancient demons have been imprisoned here, and the blood of angels has flowed here, but now, to Dante, this is just a canteen.

"Constantine"

Dante swallowed the food in his mouth and took a moment to say something.

"Do you eat such delicious food every day?"

After saying that, Dante couldn't wait to stuff the remaining half of the burger into his mouth, then took a big gulp of Coke, and then stuffed a large pile of vegetable salad into his already full mouth.

Constantine sat aside stupidly, watching the food on the table continue to decrease, and Constantine's heart seemed to be bleeding.

"This is a hamburger and fries worth two thousand yuan. Is your stomach a bottomless pit?"

Constantine finally couldn't bear it anymore. Seeing the last burger being eaten, Constantine finally shouted.

When Dante heard what he said, he picked up the rag on the table and wiped his mouth. Constantine hesitated for a moment, but still did not tell Dante that the rag was really a rag, not a napkin.

However, even if he said it, Dante wouldn't care.

Dante wiped his mouth and took a deep breath.

"Man, what else? I'm still hungry. I need more food, at least as much as before."

"Fake"

Constantine screamed in agony. He had been living in a mental hospital for the past two years. The money he just bought for the burger was sponsored by Chas yesterday. How could he have money to buy more things?

"It's gone, everything edible is gone, only raw pork legs, raw flour and raw eggs are left."

After saying that, Constantine lay weakly on the table. It seemed that he was going to the casino and hanging out in the bar again. Otherwise, he might not even be able to raise the money for tomorrow's meal.

Dante blinked, his eyes a little cunning.

"You can turn something raw into something mature, right? I need your help, friend. Believe me, no matter how much you give me, what I give you back will be thousands of times what you lost."

Dante clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"John Constantine, I hereby solemnly declare that when I ignite the divine fire and raise my divine kingdom, you will be qualified to enter my divine kingdom. This is your only chance to live forever."

"Shit, your agreement is as empty as allowing me to have sex with my goddess in my dream." Constantine slammed the table: "Unless I am really a mental patient, I will believe you about it. Regarding the divine fire and divine kingdom, your expression just now was exactly the same as when I was lying."

"Ha ha"

Dante laughed happily. That's it. This feeling of communicating with others is really great. He no longer needs to walk in the endless wilderness to chat with himself.

Constantine was stimulated by Dante's laughter. He was about to curse something more, but before he could say anything, he heard the sound of the door of the house opening.

A tall and muscular man came down the stairs.

When he saw the hall, he was completely stunned.

"How is this going"

He pointed to the burger boxes stacked on the floor. The smell of burgers filled the room.

"Did you have a party with a bunch of hamburger-loving demons in the House of Everything?"

"Chas." Constantine called out, and then he looked at Dante with innocent eyes: "I would rather I invited a group of gluttonous devils, but in fact it is not a group of devils who eat these things. Just a friend who might be human.”

At this, Constantine shrugged.

"The scariest thing is that he hasn't eaten enough yet. Chas, can you help our friend cook something? As long as it's something warm and cooked."

Dante's ears perked up. Is this new man the cook? I love cooks so much.

"Chas, your name is Chas, right? I like beef. Also, there is this thing with meat in the dough. What is it called?"

"Burger" Constantine added feebly.

"Yes" Dante smiled: "Hamburgers, I need burgers, the more the better. When I'm full, I'll give you a bag of gold."

Hearing Dante's words, Chase looked at Dante suspiciously.

Dante was not used to being observed like this by others. He lifted the black jacket he had been holding in his hand and covered it around his waist.

"Do you like men, Chase? Otherwise, why would you keep watching?" Dante was a little unhappy.

Chase waved his hand and said disdainfully.

"Even if your face is really handsome, I'm not interested in you. I'm just wondering where you're going to get the gold from without even a single piece of clothing."

"Haha" Dante seemed to have a low point of laughter. He smiled very happily: "You are so interesting. Talking to you makes me feel the satisfaction and happiness that I have not seen for a long time. But I am still a little hungry. You can try to think about it. I I haven’t eaten anything for at least tens of millions of years. If you think about it this way, are you willing to make some special food for me, a poor person?"

After saying that, looking at Chas standing there motionless, Dante clasped his hands on his chest and kept shaking.

"I beg you"

"Okay, okay, Chas.

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, hurry up and cook, I don’t want to hear his hypocritical plea."

Constantine pushed Chas to the kitchen, then returned to the hall and sat next to Dante.

"Man, my brother is cooking for you. I think your stomach will be completely satisfied soon. So, during this short period of time before the meal, can you tell your story to satisfy me? Where is my curiosity?”

Constantine reached out and patted Dante on the shoulder.

"Look, you want to eat, I satisfy you, I want to listen to stories, you satisfy me, and we satisfy each other. Isn't this the beginning of a great friendship?"

Hearing Constantine's words, Dante slapped Constantine's wet hand away.

"Is it because I haven't communicated with people for so long that I have forgotten the meaning of friendship? Or is there something wrong with the way you describe friendship?"

Dante stared into Constantine's eyes.

"Constantine, why does the friendship you talk about sound like some kind of lustful relationship?"

Before Constantine could speak, Dante continued.

"As I said, I am Dante, Dante Nephilim. In my era, I am the spoiled child of the era. I am the youngest demigod in the universe and the most promising demigod to ignite the divine fire in the last ten thousand years. god"

As Dante spoke, his expression became lonely.

"But, I am a Nefilim"

Dante's fists were clenched tightly by him, and his teeth kept rubbing against each other.

"The Demon of Ten Thousand Demons, the only supreme god in the Demon Realm, the Demon King among the Demon Kings, he regards the birth of Nefilim as a shame for the Demon Clan. The strongest Demon God under him is raising the divine fire in front of me, and is about to raise the power of the Kingdom of God. At that time, he shamelessly attacked me. I was besieged by the three-headed devil, and all those who believed in me were killed. I, along with all the other Nefilim, were thrown into eternal purgatory by him."

Speaking of this, Dante seemed to remember something. He subconsciously reached out and touched his back, but he only touched a piece of air.

So, Dante put down his arms lonely and continued to talk.

"At first, the Nefilim who were exiled with me could still be seen in the eternal purgatory, but as time passed, all my people were defeated by endless emptiness and exhaustion. They fell to the ground and turned into purgatory. There are grains of sand everywhere, but I’m still alive.”

Constantine listened to the distant words in Dante's mouth, and he seemed to see through Dante's eyes the ubiquitous sadness and loneliness in eternal purgatory.

"Half of the divine fire I lit was extinguished first. My divinity gradually withered. My divine power supported my body and gradually died over a long period of time. My weapons could not resist the invasion of time and returned to my body. My armor made of star steel and smeared with the blood of ten red dragons gradually rusted, and my shirt disappeared earlier than the armor, but the matter did not end there."

"As time went by, my power loss became more and more serious. In order to maintain the most basic survival, I finally lost the power I was proud of. I fell from a high-ranking demigod to a legend, and from a legend to a hero. , from a hero to a warrior, and finally from a warrior to a moving skeleton weaker than a baby.”

Dante tapped his cheek.

"Do you still remember what I looked like just now?"

Constantine shook his head.

"With all due respect, your appearance before was as disgusting as the poop of a wild boar that had been exposed to the sun for ten days. Compared with your appearance now, I really don't want to recall your past. It was simply rape. my memory"

"what"

Dante was not angry after hearing Constantine's taunt. Dante, who had been beaten by time for countless years, would not take small things into his heart unless he encountered something that qualified him to be angry.

What would make him angry?

Just a devil

Dante smiled at Constantine.

"Although I don't like your description, I have to admit that you are absolutely right."

Dante slowly tapped his chin with his right hand, as if this could remind him of the feeling of red gauze tapping his chin in purgatory.

"At that time, I was like a walking skeleton. I kept walking in order to survive. Until not long ago, I left there inexplicably."

Hearing this, Constantine suddenly clapped his hands, stood up, and spoke solemnly to Dante.

"Yes, thanks to me, the helpful Constantine, who helped you when you needed it most. Otherwise, you would still be lying on the ground waiting to die."

"Really" Dante sneered: "Now I have recalled everything. Are you sure you just helped me selflessly and did not give me a hard kick?"

After saying that, Dante reached out and patted the back of his head. Before, Constantine kicked Dante at that spot to make him unconscious.

The room suddenly fell silent, and Constantine sat back in his chair with a dry smile.

"Dante, my friend, I suddenly remembered a supermarket. That supermarket has the best prime beef in Atlanta. Let's go buy some together tomorrow morning, and then I will find some beautiful, sexy and tender ones that can drip water. Girl, come to celebrate your success in leaving that damn purgatory.”

Constantine gave Dante a big hug. After letting go of Dante, Constantine looked at Dante with a fascinated smile, as if waiting for Dante's answer.

Dante was silent for only a second before nodding quickly.

"make a deal"