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"Who told you that there are gods in today's world?"

Seeing Dante sneer and ridicule himself, Mephisto also sneered and said.

"I don't know what kind of life you have experienced, but I want to say that it is no longer your time, Dante. There are no gods in the universe today, only strong ones. I went from an ordinary demon in hell to what I am today. I am the master of the whole hell, not because I am a god, nor because of my divinity, but because I am the strongest and you are much weaker than me."

As Mephisto spoke, he sat across from Dante. He put his hands on his knees and continued to speak to Dante.

"After all, you are just a guy who survived the Big Bang in some way and was forgotten by the entire universe. This universe does not belong to you."

"Maybe"

Dante said softly, he looked at Mephisto and shook his head indifferently.

“So what?”

"Of course it won't happen. It's just that I really don't know how qualified you are to be accepted by this godless universe."

After Mephisto finished speaking, Dante fell silent. He finally deeply felt the feeling of being left behind by the world.

Just as Dante was meditating, Mephisto walked gently in front of Dante. The shadow covering the light behind him gradually disappeared, and the light shone on Dante again. He gently patted Dante on the shoulder, but Ding looked at him and saw only a figure surrounded by light.

"Dante" Mephisto said softly: "Unlike others, we are truly the same kind. I can feel that your blood has the same bloodline as mine, and spiritually, we are on the same level. You What is missing is just a period of time, not the time for you to become stronger, but the time for you to be accepted by this universe. You have to adapt to the changes you encounter. In today's universe, power is not the only thing, and angels are not what you think. Being so upright, the devil is not as chaotic as you think, and I am not as evil as you think."

Mephisto said as he put his other hand on Dante's shoulder.

"I don't know how you appeared in this universe today, but your soul is destined to become a strong man. I can see the confusion hidden behind your persistence. You have already lost your direction. Now you are nothing more than It is a walking corpse, just like a mindless robot. It seems that you still don’t know that there is no divinity in the world today, let alone divine power. Everything is just power. Even Lucifer does not know God. Whether it exists or not, the story of Faust is just a comedy directed and acted by me to attract more souls to fall under my hands."

Mephisto sat next to Dante. He put his hands on his knees and looked sideways at Dante. His eyes were full of kindness and his words seemed to be the truth.

"You should forget your past. Although I don't know how much you still remember, you should forget those. Old thoughts abandoned by the times will make you fall into the shackles of yourself. Just like you are now, you become a god with every word, It’s all just to satisfy your obsession from the past, but you have to remember that you have come to a new era, and you deserve a new life and new hobbies. You are not the god of the old era, you are the strong man today. , and he is also a strong man destined to be stronger in the future."

"What do you think I should do?" Dante turned his head and looked at Mephisto, his eyes were confused and confused.

Looking at that expected look, Mephisto smiled with satisfaction.

"Don't think about what you should do, never think about what you should do, just do what you want to do, don't set yourself rules and regulations from the old times, let yourself accept the changes in the world, and at the same time let the world Accept your own changes.”

"Just do what I want to do?"

"That's right, put aside your old concepts of good and evil, don't let the thoughts of the weak shackle your strong soul, find what you really want and what you really want to do from countless hearts entangled in the past. , and then do what you most want to do and what you should do most, that is"

"Give you a shot"

Dante shot Mephisto in the face, interrupting Mephisto's words.

Mephisto looked at Dante who stood up in shock, then he howled angrily, and the demon's shadow crawled out from his shoulders, almost filling the entire room.

"That should be to use your strong strength and will to control the fate of the weak. The strong should have everything, instead of being ignored by a weak like you, Dante, you"

Before he could finish his words, a series of bullets had been fired into his face. Mephisto raised his right arm to block his face. His right arm gradually grew scales, blocking all the bullets.

"You piss me off, Dante."

"Same to you, Mephisto."

Dante turned the muzzle of the gun to Mephisto's ankle, firing continuously to disrupt Mephisto's movements. At the same time, he waved rebellion with his right hand, and the long sword brought out a bright silver-white sword light and rushed towards Mephisto. neck.

"warehouse"

When the sword energy hit Mephisto's neck, it made a low roar. The sword energy passed straight through Mephisto's neck and rushed out of the room.

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It stopped after nearly a hundred meters. Countless buildings were slashed with this sword, and the real target of this sword actually smiled at Dante.

"Do you think you are seeing the real me? Do you think everything you see is still the real thing? This is my world, Dante. As early as the moment you saw me, you have already come to my hell. "

Mephisto smiled ferociously. He changed from his previous amiability and elegance. The suit disappeared from his body. He gradually grew taller and bigger, turning into a demonic figure of about five meters. His ferocious horns seemed to be pierced. In the sky, his tail full of bone spurs kept swaying.

When you look at his chest, his black heart seems to be exposed outside his body, but that is by no means his weakness. No one would expose his weakness in the most conspicuous place.

"Dante, Nefilim, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the wine as a penalty. Since you are eager to die, I will give you a ride."

“What nonsense”

Dante cursed, his legs moved quickly, and he rushed in front of Mephisto in a blink of an eye. Rebellious slashed his right leg hard. Unexpectedly, the sword seemed to be slashing on the air, and Rebellious continued. The right leg passed through without any hindrance.

"Don't you call yourself the God of War? Are all Gods of War like you? You can't even see your enemies clearly?"

Mephisto sneered and stretched out his claws towards Dante. Dante quickly jumped up to avoid it, but Dante was finally held by the claws.

"Damn"

Dante cursed fiercely. At that moment, he was sure that Mephisto's arm was three meters away from him. However, when the claws clenched the air, Dante found that he had arrived at Mephisto's arm. In the palm of my hand.

What kind of ability is this? Is it illusion, space, or deception? Damn it, I know too little about this universe.

Dante's whole body was clenched tightly, and every energy attack he made would only pass through Mephisto's body, but Mephisto's attacks on him all acted on Dante.

Mephisto held Dante in his hand fiercely. Under his huge strength, Dante's bones kept making explosive noises. In just two or three breaths, most of Dante's bones had been broken.

"You made a choice that I don't like, Dante, but I don't mind telling you that no matter what you choose tonight, you'll end up with nothing but despair, old god shit, you're just a powerful soul. , but this is the best, so that I can taste the taste of controlling the souls of ancient gods."

After Mephisto finished speaking, a black light suddenly appeared in his palm, and the black light continued to eat away at Dante's body, which caused Dante immense pain.

Dante howled in a low voice, and pain filled his mind, until he saw all his muscles turned into a pool of pus, until his bones turned into dust with the wind, and when his body completely died, his blooming Silver souls float in the air.

Mephisto loosened his clenched fist. He came to Dante's soul and sniffed the ancient and solemn smell with satisfaction. Dante's soul floated on Mephisto's chest. He looked at Murphy The dirty and ugly black heart on Stowe's chest was getting closer and closer to him.

Dante smiled, yes, he actually smiled.

"It turns out that I have already fallen into your trap. Even your energy intensity is just an illusion. You have no power of gods at all. You are just a demigod, or not even a demigod. This is not what a lord of hell should have. The power, you are not Mephisto"

After breaking away from the weak body, Dante saw the truth of everything through his soul. This demon was not the five-meter-sized one Dante saw at all, but was only the size of a mortal. This room had not even changed. It was just an ordinary room, and all Dante's attacks were just Dante thinking he had attacked. In fact, he didn't even move.

"Your ability should be a dream"

"Who knows, so what, Dante, don't you like these two sentences very much? I will return them to you. You have lost all opportunities now. You lose."

"Oh, this is not my first failure, but when I face the same life, I have never failed a second time. Wait for me to come back, wait for me to find you, devil"

"What makes you think you still have a chance? Your soul is in my hands. He will become my best food. You have no chance."

"If you want to play with my soul, you must at least reach the same level as death." Dante's silver-white soul smiled, and then, even if the devil desperately tried every means to capture Dante's soul, he would He could only watch Dante's soul slowly fade away. He watched Dante go to the kingdom of death.

He was silent, then, he looked around coldly, and then disappeared into the Gotham night.

At the same time, Dante's soul lay on his back in the long river flowing to the kingdom of death. He once again saw the familiar world. This is the world of death. Different from the first time he came, this time he was far away from the kingdom of death. At this place, Dante saw another version of himself standing on the edge of the kingdom of death, waiting for him to enter.

That was a person covered in wounds, carrying the flag of glory, dying gloriously

that's death