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Bruce was anxiously rushing towards the tallest building on the narrow island. Not long ago, the dagger transformed from rebellion in his hand disappeared. This meant that Dante encountered a problem that could only be solved with rebellion. Bruce had seen Dante's ability in unarmed combat. He knew that his teacher could defeat countless strong men even without a sword. Since he had to use a sword, the situation must be very critical.

Bruce constantly uses the Bat Grappling Hook to reach high-rise buildings, and then jumps directly to glide using a cloak made of memory fabric. Even if he does not have a Batmobile now, he is traveling very fast.

He thought he had tried his best to rush on his way. In fact, he had indeed tried his best, but when he could see the top of the tallest building, it was empty.

Bruce patted his chest hard. Alfred's news must be correct. Then, there must be another reason for the teacher's disappearance.

He glided in the air, fired the bat grappling gun directly at the lightning rod, and jumped to the rooftop with the help of the rope. Bruce quickly checked the surrounding environment.

"There are not many signs of damage on the edge of the rooftop, but there are a few huge claw marks left in the center of the rooftop. These claw marks are almost more than two meters long. Obviously they are not left by the little devils around."

Bruce let out a harsh breath, clenched his fists, and stared at the little devil left on the rooftop that Dante had not completely killed before.

"I'm afraid the teacher was taken away or trapped by some kind of supernatural force. I don't know much about the real supernatural side of this world, so I can only wait here. Before that, I must get rid of these little devils."

Bruce thought in his mind, while he kept alternating his legs forward, and while charging, he retreated to the left to avoid the claws of a little devil, and then Bruce punched the little devil's scale-covered face.

Because he lost his rebellion, Bruce lost the power given to him by his rebellion. Now Bruce only has the power after drinking Dante's blood. This kind of power is not much stronger than the little devil.

I can only be thankful that the little devil only has physical fitness that surpasses that of mortals. If these guys had all kinds of wonderful abilities like the devils in the movie, Bruce would have no way to repel them.

Bruce punched the little devil back with one punch after another. His attacks pushed the little devil back to the edge of the rooftop, until Bruce kicked the devil in the chest and kicked the little devil off the rooftop of more than 40 floors. Go down.

After Bruce solved it, he turned around and dodged the attacks of other demons while reflecting on his own shortcomings.

The quality of my current armor is still not good enough. It can only be used when fighting humans. I must have other armors that can be made for all special situations. If I can find out the composition of these demon blood, I will definitely be able to Create armor that will not be corroded by demon blood

There is only necessity and certainty in Bruce's dictionary. He firmly believes that as long as he does it, he can do it.

Bruce looked at his armored boots that had been corroded by the demon's blood and shook his head slightly.

"Fortunately, this blood will not corrode the living body, otherwise, my foot would be useless."

Of course, thinking like this only lasted a moment. Bruce put most of his energy into fighting the devil. Without his rebellious power, he fought extremely hard. So when Dante reappeared, what Dante saw was a man in clothes. Uncovered Batman.

The moment the mirror space disappeared, Dante felt the powerful demonic aura close at hand. He knew that the aura came from the demigod demon who crawled out at the end. However, the moment he returned to reality, the demonic aura had completely disappeared. , or in other words, it did not disappear, but ran away.

"Damn it, I put a demigod-level demon into the earth."

Dante cursed fiercely in his heart, and then, the extremely troubled Dante took his rebellion in his hands and vented it violently. Of course, he would not vent his rebellion like a child by smashing things, and he would not hurt himself at will. Weapons and equipment, so the little devils left around the rooftop once again experienced the feeling of being dominated by the strong.

Dante's sword energy was fully activated, and in the blink of an eye, the entire rooftop was filled with silver-white sword light. Dante danced Rebellion like a gust of wind, until Dante stopped gracefully, until Dante put Rebellion back on his back, Those little devils were all broken into countless pieces.

Bruce looked at Dante in surprise. When all the demons were dead, Bruce rushed to Dante and hugged his teacher.

"I'm so glad you can appear in front of me alive. You know, your disappearance makes me very worried."

Bruce said seriously, and Dante chuckled twice. Then, he saw Bruce's current miserable state. Most of Bruce's armor was corroded by the demon's blood. This blood has great damage to all inorganic substances. Bruce's exposed arms and legs are also covered with scars left by the little devil's claws and teeth. Fortunately, he drank Dante's blood not long ago. The weak recovery ability given by the blood is still there, and his wounds are slowly recovering. Getting better slowly.

Dante let go of Bruce and asked softly: "I only left for a short while, how did you become like this?"

"If you come back a little later, maybe I will be in a worse state." Bruce gently patted the few pieces of armor he had left, and explained helplessly: "My armor is like snow in front of the blood of those devils. Made the same, they melt very quickly.”

"That's true." Dante nodded: "I will teach you some armor-making methods when I have time. You must have a set of equipment that can cope with all emergencies, just like me."

"Are you missing a shoe and half a trouser leg like you?" Bruce teased loudly, and Dante laughed.

After laughing for a while, Dante patted Bruce on the shoulder.

"The equipment I'm talking about is not the ordinary set I have on me.

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Clothing, but my sword and pistol. In the future, I will continue to make equipment that can last me a long time. After all, I don’t like to go to the battlefield naked.”

After Dante finished speaking, he casually took off his left boot and threw it aside. As for shoes, it would be better not to wear one at all.

The barefooted Dante reached out and took Bruce's right arm. The danger on the narrow island has come to an end. The police are constantly searching for less than ten remaining demons that may be hiding on the narrow island. Dante doesn't think those things can survive on the narrow island. The island was well hidden. As for the police and civilians who were poisoned, Bruce had already asked the person in charge of the police station to get the antidote.

"Enjoy the feeling of running in the air"

Dante shouted and pulled Bruce into the air. He ran freely in the air. Whenever his bare feet stepped down, silver-blue magic patterns would always appear on the soles of his feet.

Bruce felt that his arm was about to be dislocated by Dante. He held Dante's arm with his left hand that was not grasped by Dante, and kept swinging it like a flag in a posture that was almost parallel to the ground.

"This is the most exciting flight I've ever taken," Bruce shouted with difficulty.

"This is the Ares, haha"

Dante shouted out a very good sentence, and he was venting to his heart's content. His heart was actually full of anger and unwillingness, because he had just had two fingers taken away by a strong man, and Dante knew that those two fingers would be taken away. Ganata brought it to the table. In Ganata's eyes, he was just one of the higher-level foods.

What's more, Dante finally let a demigod demon escape from under his nose, and Dante didn't even want to talk to Bruce about it.

"When I return to my peak, when I become stronger, I will give you the punishment you deserve."

Dante swore secretly in his heart, but suddenly a hoarse but loud voice came from his ears.

"Who are you, hero, and what shall I call you?"

Dante looked in the direction of the sound with confusion. He saw a helicopter. The helicopter was about 140 meters away from him. Fortunately, Dante had great hearing. Otherwise, Dante would be like Bruce. Didn't hear it either.

Dante turned around and rushed towards the helicopter in the distance. After only three sprints, he had already stopped in front of the helicopter.

The reporter saw Dante in front of him. He first looked at Dante's handsome face and his dazzling silver hair, and then looked at the magic patterns on Dante's feet. Everything made the reporter extremely excited.

"Hero, you and your partners have just saved the entire Narrow Island. You have saved the lives of countless civilians. Can I conduct a short interview with you? Of course, I will never ask questions that you don't want to answer."

Dante looked at the reporter in front of him. He noticed that tears were leaking from the corners of the reporter's eyes. Facing a person who respected him so much, Dante did not refuse his request.

"Okay, you say it," Dante said.

When the reporter heard Dante's words, he jumped hard, with such force that he almost threw himself off the helicopter. When he shivered and regained his footing in the cabin with the help of the photographer, he The microphone in his hand was stretched out to Dante.

"Do you know how I should call you?"

"Dante Nefilim, just call me Dante." Dante answered the reporter's question calmly.

Faced with Dante's bland answer, the reporter was stunned with astonishment on his face. He was stunned for almost five seconds, and then he asked in disbelief.

"Oh my God, did you say your name? I, I thought you would say your title, such as Great Swordsman, Silver-haired Man, etc. I am a little unprofessional. Yes, I am so unprofessional. You're professional, I shouldn't make a fuss, why should I make a fuss?" The reporter muttered to himself in a daze, and then he patted his face as if waking up from a dream: "Maybe I have a chance to give you a code name, Don’t worry, the part where you announced your name just now is not a live broadcast. I can cut this part off when I go back. Then, I will give you a beautiful hero title, how about calling it Guardian of America.”

The reporter shook his head excitedly. Everything that happened on the narrow island today might have shocked this lucky guy.

"I don't mind others knowing my name. You don't need to hide a word from me. As for the title you mentioned, you can call me Demon Hunter." Dante said this, curled his lips and spat, and continued: "As for the title you mentioned, you can call me Demon Hunter." That name you gave me, don’t let me hear it again, I never protected anything, I just hunted all demons.”

"Okay" Although he was very sorry that Dante refused the title he gave him, he didn't want to anger Dante, so he immediately agreed, and then he continued to ask: "So, this person is wearing black armor, Do you mind telling me the name of the gentleman who fights with you? Believe me, the whole Gotham and even the whole United States will be crazy for you."

Bruce looked at the reporter. He was a little unhappy that Dante reported his name so easily. Although he did not have the qualifications or power to discipline Dante, he could manage himself.

"I am Batman"

Bruce stared at the reporter with his sharp hawk-like eyes under the mask. After giving a brief reply, he reached out and patted Dante's arm that was holding his right hand.

"We should go"

"indeed"

Dante replied and disappeared into the sky in an instant, leaving only the reporter and the photographer happily embracing each other.

When the two escaped from each other's passionate embrace, they shouted to the driver almost at the same time.

"Quick, let's fly to the rooftop. The boots that Dante took off when he reappeared are still there. They will definitely sell for a sky-high price."