Mission 33 You don't understand the devil's heart

While fighting quickly, Dante thought about how to solve the five shadows. The magic output of the two guns was very large. The beaten shadow soon completely exposed his weakness. Dante did not want to attack it. Although his weakness was exposed, when Dante attacked it, dark The disappeared shadow will stab a few shadow thorns at Dante's feet. Dante knew that the shadow had this move to defend himself, so he was ready. When the shadow appeared, he easily dodged its attack with a flash to the left.

Then Dante released his magic power, accelerated to the shadow, and kept cutting with his sword. For such an attack, Dante was confident to let the shadow disappear, but other shadows did not want to give him such a chance. Maybe he saw his peers exposed their weaknesses, and the remaining four shadows He quickly killed Dante.

Four shadow thorns stabbed Dante at the same time. Dante had no choice but to retreat. It is strange that the shadow thorn attack can cause great damage to Dante, but it forms a good protection net on the weakness of the shadow, which makes Dante very depressed, and he and Phils have never seen shadows before. There is also such an ability that does not hurt the same kind.

"Hey, my friend, it seems that you need support here. Why don't you send me a request for support?" Firth had long seen that Dante's attack was not so smooth. After the attack was blocked, he ran to Dante. When Firs came over, he helped Dante easily solve the shadow that had been exposed to weakness.

"Nothing, because as soon as I see you, I don't have the fun of fighting, so I don't need your help at all."

"Hey! Friend, don't be so cold, at least you still need my help now.

The two of them chatted there, but the shadows didn't want them to talk nonsense there. There was one more Phils, and the shadow also separated one to deal with Phils.

"Aha! This is much fairer." Firth looked at the two shadows running over and said.

"Fair? That's just for us, for them." Dante pointed to the shadow with his sword.

"They don't care about fairness and injustice. Killing you and me is what they think is fair."

"Okay, then since you understand it this way, I will also fight a fair battle, hey hey!"

Hearing Phils's laughter, Dante suddenly had a bad feeling.

"This guy is going to play tricks again." Dante thought to himself.

As expected, Phils took out the shadow crystal.

"This thing is very useful, so let's take a look at its second function." Phils put the crystal on the ground, cut a knife on his left hand with a knight's knife in his right hand, and stretched out his left hand and the blood was dripping on the crystal.

"Blood condenses vitality. When the blood no longer flows, the heartbeat will stop, but the soul will not disappear. If it is deposited in other people's blood, it will continue its own life until the depositor dies." Firth said something that no one could understand. His hand drew an unseen pattern on the ground and painted it very seriously. Even if the shadow was very close to him, he still drew it. Dante didn't know what he was doing, but he didn't disturb Phils when he saw Phils' calm expression.

"Killing! Hate! Greed! All this is done to survive. Come on! I give you a new life, sell your soul for my use, and vent your anger with everything that appears in front of you! Let the souls of everyone here tremble for you! My servant, the call of the dead!" Just as Phils was talking and drawing the pattern, he slapped and smashed the crystal at the end of the painting. Suddenly, red and black magic spirits kept coming out of the pattern, and the magic spirit was constantly expanding.

"Wo." Suddenly, the sky was dark, just like when the griffin appeared, but there was nothing in the sky, just black.

"Ha? A deep voice resounded throughout the underground passage, and a red light passed through the passage and shone on the pattern. A shadow in human form slowly appeared in front of the two people, with black magic all over his body, and only his eyes were emitting red light.

"Ha?!" The shadow moved, and its hand slowly stretched out to its back. Originally, there was nothing behind it, but now a red sword slowly appeared, and the sword seemed to be like its body, not an entity, but a virtual shadow.

"Go, my servant, those things in front of me hinder my progress. Send them to hell." Phils said lightly.

"Ha?!" The shadow nodded and slowly walked towards the shadow.

"Bomb." When the shadow walked forward, he shook the sword in his hand, and the wall of the passage was immediately bombarded out of a big hole by its sword.

"What is this?" Dante was also shocked by the shadow, which was like the shadow on his body, but the magic and powerful murderous spirit contained in his body were not comparable to the shadow in his body.

"It's just a destroyer. I usually use it to deal with those miscellaneous fish. It has no name. I learned this trick in hell. There are no rulers there. All rulers are hell itself. Those who want to rule hell will only become part of hell." Listening to Phils's nonsense again, Dante returned to his impatient look and turned his head to look at Phils.

"I just want to know what its name is, okay? Why did you go to hell again as you spoke? After Dante said this, Phils was embarrassed to install it.

"Demon."

"It's over?"

Phils took a look at Dante.

"Don't you think I talk a lot of nonsense? I only said the name, and you still asked me "End"? I really don't understand you."

Bute was depressed. He just wanted to know the name of the shadow and didn't want to hear Phils say any other nonsense. As a result, Phils really said a name and didn't say a word left.

"I found that there was no way for me to continue communicating with you." It was rare for Dante not to get angry, but to talk to Phils in peace.

"I didn't know until you found out about it? You and I are not from the same world at all, and your language, thinking and lifestyle are completely beyond my understanding. It's normal that you can't communicate. Phils also understood. He talked about his feelings so hard, but Dante didn't want to hear it, so he simply said his upset at once.

After listening to Firth's words, Dante was stunned for a moment. He thought to himself that what Firs said was indeed the truth. Even if he had been in the human world for decades, he had only had contact with himself and little Philly in these decades, and had little human contact, and he had no He didn't need or want to contact human beings until now. It was not until now that Dante realized that it was not that he couldn't communicate with Phils, but that Phils didn't know how to communicate with him at all. After all, Phils has always been a person in the demon world. Whether he was doing or talking, he rarely took into account other people's feelings, even the most He will also say some unpleasant words to Dante's truth, and it seems that he can only say some human words in the face of little Fili.

Thinking of Dante looking at Phils, he now finds that he doesn't know the friend in front of him who has been around him for decades. Until today, he finds that they need more time to get to know each other.

What are you looking at? I'm not lying." Firth was a little hairy when Dante looked at him and defended it.

"You're right. I really should reconsider how to communicate with you."

"Don't bother so much. I'm easy-going, but I just can't say sweet words similar to human beings." Phils said disapprovingly.

"It's true. If human beings were like you, maybe there wouldn't be so many greedy guys in the human world."

Hearing Dante's words, Phils curled his lips.

"Don't be like me. If you are all like me, I don't think there will be a period of peace in the human world from now on."

"Why?" Dante asked.

"Because I am a militant and especially hold grudges, and the most important thing is that my revenge never stays overnight. There will be a day to report on that day, no matter who you are."

"Ha ha." Dante didn't say anything this time, because this is Phils' character. Because of this, he won't have so many troubles, and he can't revenge because he doesn't have the strength of Phils, but now he has seized this opportunity. The next way to go depends on his own pull.

"It's about to start. If you don't watch it, if you miss this one, you don't know when there will be the next one." Just as Dante was thinking about something, Phils shouted at him, pointing to the demons who had begun to fight in the distance.

"The battle between demons and demons seems to be really rare." Dante said something and slowly walked to him.

The demon spirit walked slowly towards the shadow, looking as if it was shopping, and the shadow door was facing the sudden appearance of the guy, who had realized that a dangerous breath was emanating from it.

The demon came to the shadow and waved the red knife in his hand again.

"Bomb." The originally spacious passage is now larger.

"Ha!" The demon's eyes emitted a dazzling red light and stared at the shadows in front of them. The shadows also opened their mouths and roared. Facing the unknown species, the shadows have decided to solve it first.

"What's the name of the sword in the shadow's hand?" Dante looked at the sword in the demon's hand and asked Phils.

"That's not a sword, but a weapon transformed with magic. How to put it, it should be regarded as a part of its body. This sword transformed by magic will not be broken unless its magic is exhausted, and its sword has another advantage." Firth didn't go on here, because the battle over there had begun.