Although Xia Yu is very excited, he may not be able to bear a hundred, let alone hundreds.
Well, let me tell you in advance, it’s not that he’s not good, but succubi all rely on that to obtain energy. He supports hundreds of succubi by himself, and he doesn’t want to become a scumbag.
He is a scum in the literal sense, even if he is squeezed into pieces, there is no way he can support hundreds of succubi.
"Since this mastermind thinks highly of me, it's an honor for me. I don't need any benefits. After all, I'm just a mortal."
Even though Satan seems to be easy to talk to, he has not forgotten that this is a ruthless man who once led a third of the angels to rebel against God in anger.
Now he has become Satan who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. If you don’t have the power of equal dialogue, don’t put yourself on an equal footing.
He can't be lucky enough to open 50-50, or unlucky enough to kill the opponent instantly.
He can only kill the opponent instantly if he is lucky, and if he is unlucky, he can run away and kill the opponent instantly later.
Seemingly seeing Xia Yu's perfunctory behavior, Satan frowned and said angrily: "Don't just don't give me face, be careful I get angry on the spot!"
This is not Taishi Hua's Mansion, and you are not Prince Ning. Don't get angry easily.
Xia Yu has a headache. Satan has said so. So what if he refuses again and Satan thinks he is not giving face?
If it was Constantine, that scumbag, he would definitely take this opportunity to blackmail Satan severely. Anyway, for him, he has no worries if he has too many lice and no worries if he has too many debts.
But Xia Yu is not Constantine, so he cannot blackmail the Lord of Hell as a matter of course, not to mention that the other party has the power to make his thirty-six strategies come true at any time.
Hmm... After recalling the ending of the movie, Xia Yu's eyes lit up and he said: "Well, let's do this. Angela's sister, Isabella, who fell into hell due to suicide, let her soul leave hell and ascend to heaven.
Bar."
"Tsk, that's really perfunctory."
Satan was a little displeased. He, who had fallen in the name of arrogance, would certainly not allow himself to owe others favors, not to mention that it also involved solving Manmeng's troubles.
But looking at Xia Yu's sage mode of wanting nothing, Satan closed his eyes and took a moment.
"Oh~ I thought you really didn't want anything, but it turns out you don't know what you want." Satan smiled and patted Xia Yu's shoulder.
"But I'm afraid you can't bear my blessing. Let's see how good you are at playing with flames, so I'll give you this."
After saying that, Satan's hand patting Xia Yu's shoulder suddenly ignited a flame, and then the flame penetrated into Xia Yu's body.
After giving Xia Yu a small gift, Satan threw away the smelting furnace in his hand and merged back into the darkness.
Xia Yu looked at Satan leaving, a little stunned. Satan had stolen his smelting furnace and devil's axe, but instead gave him a gift. Was that a loss or a gain?
I should have made a profit, but I didn't expect that the big brothers were kinder than the younger brothers.
What should I say? Well... I don’t know what to say, so I won’t say it.
Putting back his divergent thoughts, Xia Yu stretched out his palm, and a red flame with the smell of sulfur ignited from his hand.
Hellfire is hellfire given by Satan himself.
"Ha, I've benefited from heaven and hell, and made a lot of money."
Feeling the hellfire in his hands, Xia Yu thought, and the black and white guns instantly appeared in his hands.
Hellfire ignited on the ebony wood, and a blazing golden light lit up on the white ivory. Following Xia Yu's wishes, the appearance of the two guns began to change.
A ferocious skull appeared on the ebony gun body that was ignited with hellfire. The fangs bit the muzzle. Flames with the smell of sulfur ignited in the eye sockets. Black lines outlined magic patterns, full of darkness.
The white ivory is transformed into red and gold, and the white lines flow on the gun body and converge on the muzzle. Although it does not look as aggressive as the ebony wood, it is full of sacredness. At first glance, it is a weapon used by the upright party.
"Now we don't have to worry about the weapon's appearance being embarrassing. We can directly use it as a legendary weapon."
Xia Yu happily put away his guns and glanced at Angela lying on the ground. After she was purified by the holy light, she walked towards Constantine who was embedded in the wall.
"Hey, come out, Satan is gone."
Xia Yu knocked on the wall, and after a while, the sound of breathing reappeared. Constantine embedded in the wall first looked carefully at it for a few times, and then pulled himself out little by little.
After he came out completely, he waited quietly for a few seconds before Constantine gasped for air and collapsed on the ground.
"I almost suffocated myself against the wall. You know how nervous I was just now. I almost thought Satan was here to take away my soul."
Xia Yu didn't listen to Constantine's complaint, but looked around with some confusion and asked: "I just wanted to ask, where did Bruce and Chas go? Why are you alone here?"
"The two of them..." Constantine lit a cigarette for himself first and said while smoking: "Bruce disappeared when you were fighting Gabriel. Chas said he went to search for the remaining people in the hospital.
It’s a hybrid.”
"So you're just smoking leisurely here alone?"
"Yes...ah no."
Seeing Xia Yu's unkind expression, Constantine hurriedly put the cigarette in his hand under his feet, crushed it, and then said with a pitiful expression.
"Man, you know me. How could a responsible person like me be so laid-back? I sat on her to prevent Manmeng from possessing Angela again."
"As for smoking...you can't let a decades-old smoker suddenly quit smoking. That's simply impossible, okay?"
Xia Yu shook his head, reached out and took out a holy feather and said, "I think it's possible. This feather can cure your black lungs. By the way, Michael gave it to me."
Hearing that feathers could heal his lungs, Constantine was about to steal them secretly, but when he heard that it was given to him by Michael, he was immediately stunned.
"Given by Michael?"
"That's right, Michael gave it to me, saying that you haven't realized what God expects of you, so you can't die and you need to continue to live in the world."
Hearing this, Constantine's face changed several times. He felt like an ant being played by God, and he couldn't even decide his own life or death.
Looking at Constantine's ugly expression, Xia Yu held up the feather and shook it: "What? You don't want it?"
"Yes, why not!" Constantine snatched the feather and said viciously: "Even if he doesn't want it, he will definitely use other methods to keep me alive. What choice do I have?"
"Hmph! He actually wants me to continue living, so I'll live for him!"
After saying that, Constantine stuck the feathers into his chest, and the holy feathers blended in instantly, and his face turned rosy.
After a while, Constantine took a deep breath and felt light and disease-free. This is the taste of health.
"How is it?" Xia Yu asked.
"Very good." Constantine stroked his chest with emotion on his face, "I have never felt so good. I feel like I can smoke cigarettes for another fifty years."
Hearing this, Xia Yu shook his head and sighed. It turns out that a dog can't change its habit of eating shit. It seems that he has to take action.
Before Constantine could react, Xia Yu grabbed his shoulder, then lit up his magic spell with his right hand and slapped Constantine on the chest.
Because the speed was too fast, by the time Constantine reacted, the magic spell had dimmed on his chest.
"Oh oh oh!" Constantine jumped up in fright. After he was far away from Xia Yu, he stroked his chest with a panicked expression: "What did you do to me? What's the use of that technique just now!"
Xia Yu spread his hands and said: "A very simple technique can warn you that smoking is harmful to your health."
Hearing this, Constantine's face changed. He hurriedly took out the cigarette case from his arms, shook out his favorite cigarette, and then lit it in his mouth.
"Suck~vomit..."
Just after taking a breath of smoke, the strong smell of sulfur rushed straight to his forehead, and the pungent smell made Constantine spit it out.
After he finished vomiting, Constantine raised his head with tearful eyes and took another puff in disbelief.
"vomit……"
"vomit……"
"vomit……"
After taking several puffs and confirming that he really couldn't smoke anymore, Constantine collapsed on the ground with a look of despair, and the cigarette slipped from his fingertips.
"Hey, hey, that's not it."
Seeing Constantine's dead look on his face, Xia Yu couldn't help but walk over and kick him a few times.
"So much so..."
Constantine wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the more he wiped away, the more he wiped away. Finally, the man grabbed Xia Yu's trouser legs and cried loudly.
"You can't do this. One of the meanings of my life is cigarettes. If you give me the meaning of life, you...poof!"
"Tsk, don't wipe your tears on my trouser legs."
After kicking Constantine back into the wall, Xia Yu used the holy flame to evaporate the wet stains on his trouser legs in disgust, and then knocked on the wall.
"Angela is fine now. Remember to explain to her. By the way, her old sister has escaped from hell and gone to heaven."
"Okay, you bastard, never see you again!"
After saying that, Xia Yu left without looking back. The matter here has been perfectly resolved, and it would be a good idea to stay here.
It's better to go shopping in Los Angeles now and enjoy your heroic appearance on the outdoor TV.
He was still a little embarrassed when he thought that his image would continue to be broadcast for the next month.
…
At the same time, outside the hospital, Bruce, who had lowered his sense of presence, was collecting the remnants left by the war, such as some feathers that had not disappeared, and the strands of golden curls.
He could see it clearly from the rooftop. These golden curly hairs were cut off by Xia Yu from Gabriel's head. Although most of them were burned, a small part remained.
They are all precious samples and cannot be left here casually.
"Hmm? This is it?"
Bruce's eyes narrowed. Not far ahead, an old gun tip was stuck on the ground.
Although he only glanced at it briefly, he was sure that it was the tip of the gun that Gabriel once held.
Xia Yu once said that it seemed to be the legendary Spear of Longinus.
"..."
After making sure that no one was paying attention, Bruce stepped forward silently, grabbed the tip of the gun, pulled it out, and put it in his arms.
As expected, it would be most appropriate for him to put away such a dangerous thing.