American comic world demon hunter

"A warm welcome, Dante."

Death stretched out her hand and pulled Dante out of the countless wandering souls. When she saw the hand she stretched out, she snorted slightly, because she saw that the hand she stretched out was a pair of scarred hands.

She continued to drag Dante angrily, and threw him aside, muttering softly.

"Damn it, you incomprehensible old antique, haven't I already shown you my true face? Why do I still look like you died in your imagination?"

After Death finished speaking, she snorted coldly. She waved her hands, and the clothes on her body disappeared together with her body. She turned into a skeleton in front of Dante. Then, a layer of black light poured out from the skeleton, covering her. Perfectly wrapped, when the black light dissipated, the person standing in front of Dante was Lady Death with an extremely beautiful face, wearing a small piece of black gauze, revealing a large area of ​​sexy skin.

Dante looked at the death in front of him, he sighed softly, and then said: "If I can only come here after death, I really want to see you once every day, maybe once a day is a little too little, maybe every hour, every day Minutes, every second I can see you is the best.”

"I smile at your compliment, but I have heard words like this countless times." Death stretched out her hand to cover her face charmingly, but from her crescent-shaped eyes, Dante could see that she was smiling.

"That's really a pity for me." Dante spread his hands towards death: "Maybe I came too late, maybe I can't keep up with the trend. In short, I may really be the old antique you said. Even when a beautiful woman like you stands in front of me, my first thought is not to pin you down, but to think, ah, I saw death again, I lost again, and again. Died once”

"Only you would think so." Death put his hands down from his face, held Dante's hands in his, and led Dante forward. Dante looked at her smile, which was extremely bright.

When she took Dante less than ten steps away, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed. It was no longer just endless darkness and loneliness. Countless flowers appeared at the feet of death. The flowers gradually spread around until they filled Dante's field of vision. , Dante saw mountains and rivers gradually appearing in the sea of ​​flowers. He saw the bright sun rising in the distance, and the gentle moon rising at the same time opposite the sun.

Death led Dante to sit on the ground. She sat next to Dante, put her hands on Dante's shoulders, and put her mouth to Dante's ear. Her breath touched the shell of Dante's ear, like a small tongue licking it. Everything made Dante feel comfortable on his face, and then Death spoke softly.

"Now, are you still thinking about your failure?"

"If you can give me a kiss, maybe I will forget those unpleasant experiences."

"Excessive"

"No, it's because I'm fascinated."

"So, do you feel the beauty outside of fighting?"

"Maybe everything can be better"

"That's it. I'm not a coquettish bitch, and you're not a sensual trash. Now come and have a good chat with me."

After Death finished speaking, he let go of Dante. She clapped her hands lightly, and the whole time seemed to be folded. Although Death's body did not move, she had already sat opposite Dante. Dante noticed that Death The position of a flower on that sexy thigh has not changed. This is the world of death. When death wants to move but is too lazy to move, the whole world moves.

"It might not be a good thing to come here. What you did just now is hard for me to forget. I really don't know how many men you have held in your hands the way you just did."

"not even one"

Death spread out her white and smooth palms and made a gentle fist-clenching motion. While she was clenching her fists, she said: "Anyone who can be held in my hand will not be seen by me, and those who cannot be controlled by me will not be seen by me." , they are all like you, this is just a not-so-unforgettable trip in your life. When you leave, you will soon forget me, because you always have more important things."

"There are more important things." Dante was stunned. He lay on the grass with a large font and whispered softly: "Do I have anything more important? I really don't know what is important to me. I I always feel that everything is unimportant, not even life and death. I have survived things that are more painful than death, and then I find that living like this is the real pain. I can't see anyone I know well. , I can’t see anything I miss, I don’t know who sent me to this world, but I think this world is no different from purgatory, right?”

"Ha" Death chuckled softly: "There have been countless philosophers and thinkers in my country, and one of them said a very interesting thing to me."

Death said, reaching out and picking off a wine-red flower. The flower turned into a snowball in Death's hand. Then, the cold snowball hit Dante's face, which made Dante turn his head and look at Death. A pair of seductive eyes.

"What did he say?" Dante vaguely understood Death's intention, and he asked in unison. Death praised Dante with a childish look in his eyes, and then, Death opened his thick, beautiful lips and said softly. .

"When you ask yourself a question, you already know the answer."

After hearing Death's words, Dante was speechless. Did he already have the answer?

Death looked at Dante in silence for a long time. She stretched out her hand and picked off a flower again. As the flower was held in Death's hand, all the flowers in the world disappeared, replaced by goose feathers and heavy snow, which scattered on the ground. In Dante's case, in a matter of moments, Dante and Death are covered by a thick layer of snow.

Death stood up. She first brushed off the snowflakes on her body, then she came to Dante's side, squatted down and swept the snow off Dante's face.

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His face was exposed from the pure white snow, and he looked like a long-faced snowman lying flat on his back.

Death laughed softly, and she poked Dante's cheek with her finger. This action made Dante reveal a wry smile.

"Does teasing me like this make you happy?" Dante said: "Untie my hands and feet. I lie down just because it is more comfortable, but I don't like being forced to lie on the ground."

That's right, when the snowflakes just started flying, he couldn't move.

After hearing Dante's words, Death simply ravaged Dante's cheeks with both hands. She said while putting Dante in various funny expressions.

"Look, you, like normal life, have things you like and hate. You are not a snowman, let alone a shell. Every life with a soul should have a self, and you have obviously lost yourself in the long suffering. , in a situation like yours, you have to find the right person to share your story at the right time, and then listen to other people’s opinions. I think I am the most suitable person.”

"I guess so"

"Not probably, but definitely"

Death pulled Dante up, and she took off a strand of black gauze from her shoulders. Originally, there was very little gauze on Death's body. The removal of this strand of black gauze exposed more than half of Death's chest.

Death noticed that Dante was generously admiring her body. She pursed her lips and smiled, throwing the black veil on Dante. Dante's naked soul had an extra set of clothes, which were just like Dante's. Exactly the same style as imagined.

Comfortable and fitting but simple and rugged boots, black and slender pants, a red belt with two gun holsters, the belt buckle has a pattern of two overlapping pistols and a big sword, a black slim-fitting shirt with a tie on the chest There are three buckles connected to the holster at the waist, and a bright red long windbreaker is worn on the outermost part. The sleeves of the windbreaker are rolled up to Dante's arms, and the sleeves of the shirt are rolled up to the forearms, exposing the buttocks. Din's strong arms.

"Is this a gift for me?" Dante smiled and looked at himself. This kind of dress suited him better than all the clothes he had worn before.

"This is a small gift, a piece of clothing made from a material that exists somewhere between existence and non-existence. When you encounter a battle, it will not help you withstand any harm. No matter the sword, it can go directly through it and cut your body. But in the event of a battle, When placed in hands with no intention of harm, the garment will be truly felt again.”

Death gently helped Dante adjust his collar, and finally gave Dante a hug. Dante couldn't help but slide his hands down from the smooth and soft back, but just as his hands were about to slide onto the most beautiful hill By then, death had escaped from Dante's arms.

"Originally I planned to chat with you for a long time, but your body is almost recovering. Soon you will leave here and return to the world you are not used to, Dante." Death caressed Dante's face. , she said seriously: "If you don't adapt to a world, just find a woman you truly love in that world. She will help you integrate into that world. Look, I really care about you."

"Haha" Dante immediately laughed: "Is your method so old-fashioned? But it does work. Thank you for the clothes you gave me and your good idea."

"Don't say thank you to me, as long as you can come and see me occasionally." Death took Dante's hand and put his right hand on her face. She rubbed her face against Dante like a cat. Ding's palm.

"Seven hundred thousand years ago, a new multiverse-level powerhouse named Gao Tianzun made a bet with me. I was bored and immediately agreed." Death softly narrated: "We each sent our strongest 50,000 One of his men started a gladiatorial match, which lasted for more than eighty years. Three of his men were left, and all of my men were dead."

Dante stroked Death's face. He rubbed Death's chin with his palm and gently scratched Death's nose and corners of his eyes with his thumb. He listened carefully to Death's confession.

"I lost that bet. From then on, I can no longer bring any multiverse-level soul into my kingdom. They gained eternal life, and I fell into eternal loneliness." The corners of Death's eyes were moist. : "You know, only souls at the same level can communicate happily. I am always facing a group of weak souls who think they are interesting and those who are simply completely boring. I really don't know how I survived."

"Then I showed up?" Dante glanced at his mouth.

"Yes, you are the only soul of the same level that I have seen in hundreds of thousands of years. You are not under the current rules of the universe. You do not need to be bound by my oath. Your soul can enter my world. , which surprised me greatly”

"Then why don't you just leave me here?" Dante asked in confusion.

Death heard Dante's words, and she hugged Dante: "Never completely enter the kingdom of death, never. Before I made a bet with Gao Tianzun, I had left behind countless strong men who I found interesting. Soul, but the longer they stay with me, the more boring I feel. I will get bored. Even the things I once liked very much, I will slowly get bored. Until now, I desire happiness and joy more than before. Promise me, Dante, never completely walk into my world. No matter how happy we are together for ten thousand years, we will not survive the changes in the universe. Just let me silently look forward to your appearance here, and let me see you when I see you. Feel the great joy and let me know you haven't forgotten me yet, that's all."

"I will never forget you," Dante said firmly, but Death shook his head.

"I have heard too many such guarantees. I only believe in myself, so I give you a set of your favorite clothes. A set of clothes that will never be damaged and can be changed according to your ideas. As long as If you're still wearing it, you probably won't forget me."

"Actually, if you put on my favorite clothes for me, the effect may not be as good as if you took off your clothes in front of me, woman."