Chapter 316 You Return the Meaning of My Life
Although Xia Yu was very tempted, he was afraid that he could not handle even a hundred, let alone hundreds.
Well, let me say this in advance, it's not that he is incapable, but succubi rely on that thing to obtain energy. He has to support hundreds of succubi by himself, and he doesn't want to become a scum.
A scumbag in the literal sense. Even if you squeeze him into scum, he can't support hundreds of succubi.
"Since this boss thinks highly of me, it is my honor. I don't need any benefits. After all, I am just a mortal."
Even though Satan seems easy to talk to, he has not forgotten that he was a ruthless man who once led one third of the angels to rebel against God in a rage.
Now he has become Satan, second only to one man and above ten thousand others. If you don’t have the power of equal dialogue, don’t put yourself on an equal footing.
It's impossible for him to have a 50-50 chance of success with good luck and kill the opponent instantly with bad luck.
He can only kill the opponent instantly if he is lucky, otherwise he can run away and kill the opponent instantly later.
As if seeing Xia Yu's perfunctory attitude, Satan frowned and said unhappily: "If you don't, you won't give me face. Be careful or I'll lose my temper!"
This is not Grand Tutor Hua's residence, and you are not Prince Ning, so don't lose your temper at every turn.
Xia Yu had a headache. Satan had already said so. If he refused again, what if Satan thought he was not giving him face?
If it was that scum Constantine, he would definitely take this opportunity to blackmail Satan. After all, for him, too many lice don't itch, and too many debts don't worry.
But Xia Yu is not Constantine, and he cannot blackmail the Lord of Hell as a matter of course, not to mention that the other party has the power to make him escape at any time.
Hmm... Recalling the ending of the movie, Xia Yu's eyes lit up and he said, "Then let's do this. Angela's sister, Isabella, who committed suicide and fell into hell, let her soul leave hell and ascend to heaven."
"Tsk, that's so perfunctory."
Satan was somewhat displeased. Having fallen in the name of arrogance, he certainly would not allow himself to owe favors to others, not to mention that this also involved solving Mammon's troubles.
But looking at Xia Yu’s sage mode who wanted nothing, Satan closed his eyes and sensed it.
"Oh~ I thought you really didn't want anything, but it turns out you don't know what you want either." Satan patted Xia Yu's shoulder with a smile.
"But I'm afraid you can't bear my blessing. How about this, seeing that you are quite good at playing with fire, I will give you this."
After saying that, the hand that Satan used to pat Xia Yu's shoulder suddenly burst into flames, and then the flame penetrated into Xia Yu's body.
After giving Xia Yu a small gift, Satan threw the smelting furnace in his hand and merged back into the darkness.
Xia Yu looked at Satan who was leaving, a little stunned. Satan took away his smelting furnace and devil axe, and gave him a gift instead. Was it a loss or a gain?
It should be considered a profit. I didn't expect that the bosses are more friendly than the younger brothers.
What should I say? Hmm... I don’t know how to say it, so I won’t say it.
Xia Yu retracted his scattered thoughts, stretched out his palm, and a red flame with a smell of sulfur ignited from his hand.
Hellfire, hellfire given by Satan himself.
"Ha, both heaven and hell have benefited from it, and we've made a fortune."
Sensing the hellfire in his hand, Xia Yu thought about it and the black and white guns instantly appeared in his hands.
Hellfire burned on the ebony wood, and a blazing golden light shone on the white ivory. As Xia Yu wished, the appearance of the two guns began to change.
A hideous skull appeared on the ebony gun body burning with hellfire, fangs biting the muzzle, flames with a smell of sulfur burning in the eye sockets, and black lines outlined the magic patterns, full of darkness.
The white ivory turned into red gold, and the white lines flowed on the gun body and converged at the muzzle. Although it did not look as aggressive as ebony, it was full of sacredness and it was obviously a weapon used by the righteous side.
"Now we don't have to worry about the appearance of the weapon. We can directly make it a legendary weapon."
Xia Yu happily put away his two guns, glanced at Angela lying on the ground, and after shining the holy light on her to purify her, he 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 breathing sound reappeared. Constantine, who was embedded in the wall, first leaned forward and looked carefully for a few times, then pulled himself out little by little.
After it was completely out, Constantine before collapsing on the ground, gasping for breath.
"I almost suffocated to death in the wall. Do 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 complaints, but looked around with some confusion and asked: "I just wanted to ask, where are Bruce and Chase? Why are you the only one here?"
"The two of them..." Constantine lit a cigarette for himself and said while smoking, "Bruce disappeared when you were fighting Gabriel. Chase said he went to search for the remaining hybrids in the hospital."
"So you're just here, smoking leisurely by yourself?"
"Yes...ah no."
Seeing Xia Yu's unfriendly expression, Constantine hurriedly crushed the cigarette in his hand under his feet, and then said with a pitiful look on his face.
"Dude, you know me. How could a responsible person like me be so leisurely? I sat on Angela to prevent Mammon from possessing her again."
"As for smoking... you can't ask a smoker who has been smoking for decades to suddenly quit smoking. That's simply impossible."
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 lung. By the way, this is what Michael gave me."
Hearing that the feather could heal his lungs, Constantine was about to steal it secretly, but when he heard that it was given by Michael, he was stunned.
"From Michael?"
"Yes, Michael told me that you haven't realized what God expects of you, so you can't die. You need to continue living in the world."
Hearing this, Constantine's face changed several times. He felt like an ant being played by God, unable to decide his own life and death.
Looking at Constantine's ugly expression, Xia Yu raised the feather and shook it: "Why? You don't want it?"
"Yes, why not!" Constantine snatched the feather and said viciously: "Even if he doesn't want to, he will definitely find other ways to keep me alive. What choice do I have?"
"Humph! Since he wants me to continue living, then I will live in front of him!"
After saying that, Constantine thrust the feather into his chest. The holy feather was instantly absorbed into his body and his face turned rosy.
After a moment, Constantine took a deep breath and felt free of illness. This was the feeling of being healthy.
"How is it?" Xia Yu asked.
"Very good." Constantine stroked his chest, with a look of emotion on his face, "It has never been so good. I feel like I can smoke cigarettes for another fifty years."
Hearing this, Xia Yu shook his head and sighed. It was true that a dog can't change its eating habits. It seemed that he had to rely on him to take action.
Without waiting for Constantine to react, Xia Yu grabbed his shoulder, then performed a 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 already faded on his chest.
"Oh oh oh!" Constantine jumped up in fright. After he was away from Xia Yu, he touched his chest in panic: "What did you do to me? What's the use of that spell just now!"
Xia Yu spread his hands and said, "It's a very simple spell that can warn you that smoking is harmful to your health."
Hearing this, Constantine's face changed. He hurriedly took out a cigarette box from his arms, shook out his favorite cigarette, and then put it in his mouth and lit it.
"Suck~vomit..."
As soon as he inhaled a breath of smoke, a strong smell of sulfur rushed straight to his forehead. The pungent smell made Constantine spit out.
After vomiting, Constantine raised his tearful head and took another puff in disbelief.
"vomit……"
"vomit……"
"vomit……"
After taking several puffs and making sure that he really couldn't smoke anymore, Constantine collapsed on the ground with a look of despair on his face, and the cigarette slipped from his fingertips.
"Hey, hey, that's not the case."
Seeing Constantine's dead look, Xia Yu couldn't help but walk over and kick him a few times.
"It's so bad..."
Constantine wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, but the more he wiped, the more tears came. Finally, the man grabbed Xia Yu's trouser leg and burst into tears.
"You can't do this. One of the reasons for my life is cigarettes. Give me back the meaning of my life. You...Puff!"
"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 it to her. By the way, her sister has escaped from hell and gone to heaven."
"Okay, you bastard, goodbye!"
After saying that, Xia Yu left without looking back. The problems here had been perfectly solved, and there was no point in staying any longer.
You might as well take this opportunity to go to Los Angeles and admire your own heroic figure on the outdoor TV.
He felt a little embarrassed when he thought that his image would be broadcast continuously for the next month.
…
At the same time, outside the hospital, Bruce, who had reduced his presence, was collecting the remnants of the war, such as some feathers that had not disappeared, and those wisps of golden curly hair.
He saw it clearly on the rooftop. These golden curls were cut off Gabriel's head by Xia Yu. Although most of them were burned, a small part remained.
These are all precious specimens and cannot be left here casually.
"Hmm? What is this?"
Bruce's eyes narrowed, and not far ahead, he saw the tip of a worn gun stuck in the ground.
Although he only took a quick glance, he was sure that it was the tip of the gun 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 to this side, Bruce silently stepped forward, grasped the tip of the gun, pulled it out, and then put it in his arms.
It would be best for him to keep such a dangerous thing away.
