Dante's Marvel Journey

A church in a small town in New York State. Twelve people are sitting, standing or sleeping in the church. Except for a man and a woman, Hannibal and Sharon Carter are human, and everyone else is human. A demon in human skin.

This is Lucifer's temporary stronghold. The demons who followed him to the world, except for the one he brought out and the bat-winged demon who ran away, the rest of the demons are here!

A demon with the appearance of a white man sat bored on a pew in the church, looked at the upside-down cross, and spat at Jesus on the cross.

The saliva with the smell of sulfur drew a parabola in mid-air, and landed precisely on the face of the Jesus statue. The saliva followed the stone-carved face and just covered one of the eyes of the Jesus statue.

Seeing this, the demon in white skin opened his mouth and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! How interesting! Everyone in the world thinks that Jesus is the incarnation of God, who specializes in defeating us demons, but now we are in his territory, in He shit and pissed on his head, and I haven’t seen what he can do to us!”

Another demon who was sleeping on a Bible opened his eyes, looked up at the statue of Jesus, sneered, and said disdainfully: "Jesus, you are just a liar. In the entire multiverse, it is true that you are preaching that you are God. You laugh so hard! If he is God, our Lord Lucifer would have been Satan long ago!"

The white demon looked down on this demon who opened his mouth and shut his mouth, Lord Lucifer. He glanced contemptuously at his mouth and did not answer. Instead, he looked at the two humans in the corner, grinned at Hannibal and said: "Little bug, what's your name?"

Hannibal maintained a smile on his face, and said flatly, "Hannibal."

The white-looking demon was obviously dissatisfied with Hannibal's plain appearance, and his oppressive vertical pupils, whose eyes turned into demons, stared at Hannibal, wanting to see him make a fool of himself.

But Hannibal was still unmoved, but said with a provocative smile: "Mr. Devil, I don't know what's wrong with you? If you are hungry, I don't have the soul to fill you up." .”

The reason why Hannibal dared to provoke this demon like this is because this arrogant white demon can only be regarded as a small guy at best, and there is an existence that can call the shots here, and this existence that can call the shots should... no Let yourself be torn apart?

Hearing Hannibal's provocative words, the white demon immediately roared, tore his clothes, and was about to turn back into his body and tear Hannibal apart, when a voice came: "Be quiet, otherwise I don't mind shut you up forever!"

The one who spoke was a short Asian-looking demon less than 1.7 meters five.

The white-looking demon still stared at Hannibal, and shouted unconvinced: "It's just a human! Prova, it's no big deal!"

The demon named Prova glanced at Hannibal out of the corner of his eye, gasped heavily into his nostrils, and said with a dissatisfied white demon: "He is an important servant of father, even if you want to deal with him, it's not your turn." !"

There was a mocking smile on the corner of Prova's mouth, and he continued lightly: "Besides, he is obviously more important to father than you, who only know how to eat and drink without accomplishing anything."

The white-looking demon just wanted to refute, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of his companions who were gloating and waiting to see a good show. He suppressed his anger, snorted dissatisfied, and sat back with his upper body covered in hair.

At this time, a puff of black smoke suddenly appeared in front of the inverted Jesus statue in the church, and the black smoke dispersed, and Mephisto appeared inside the church, among the demons.

The demons recognized Mephisto, the famous hell lord. Those who were lying or sitting got up and bent their waists slightly to show their respect.

Prova asked Mephisto respectfully: "Dear Your Excellency Mephisto, I don't know why you came back this time?"

Mephisto looked up and down the short, unattractive demon, and said with a smile, "I think you are the most proud son of Lucifer, and your name is Prova, right?"

Lucifer's adoptive son, Prova replied to Mephisto in a modest tone: "Yes, but I can't be called the most proud son of my father."

After Mephisto said a few more polite words, he began to talk about the business: "Prova, do you know what your father is doing now?"

Prova frowned unobtrusively, then said with a smile, "Yes."

"You should know that if you let this half-demon Sparta go to Los Angeles to make trouble, your father and my plan will fall short, so..." Mephisto didn't go on talking, but Like an elder, he looked at Prova kindly.

Prova, who was "loved" by the elders, twitched, and cursed inwardly: "You want me to block the footsteps of that unscientific half-demon! No wonder you old bastard suggested to Lucifer A place so close to New York will be used as a temporary base, so it must have been planned early in the morning!"

Prova bit the bullet and said: "But my father gave me the order to stay here and be ready to support him at any time."

Mephisto said lightly: "He needs your support now."

Prova said again: "Then let me ask my father."

Mephisto snorted coldly, and said dissatisfiedly: "As his most outstanding son, don't you even have this courage?"

Seeing that Mephisto was a little dissatisfied, although this was just a carrier of his consciousness without much strength, but Mephisto was so famous, Prova still couldn't help feeling a little panic, he finally bowed his head, respectful Asked: "I don't know, what do you need us to do, my lord?"

"Don't worry, I don't want you to confront that half-demon head-on, I just want you to go to New York to do small damage."

Prova was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked, "Do you want me to go to New York to kill the humans who have a good relationship with Sparta?"

Mephisto frowned and said, "How could Lucifer have such a stupid son like you, do you only have killing in your mind?"

Prova was not angry when Mephisto scolded him for being an idiot. Prova knew that his mind had become rigid this time, because there had never been a habit of keeping alive in hell, but this time he obviously couldn't follow the standard in hell. Here comes the set.

Prova, who understood, said embarrassingly: "Do you want me to hold them as hostages to lure Sparta over?"

"If you want to keep fighting with Sparta, you can do this." Mephisto took out a few photos and handed them to Prova, saying, "This time we just need to delay the time for your father." gone."

Mephisto went on to Prova, who was flipping through the photos: "You take your hands and catch these humans. Within an hour, disperse them, and take them as far as you can. After an hour, Abandon them and save your lives."

Prova's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he looked at Mephisto, the hell lord known for his conspiracies and tricks, with admiration, and said respectfully: "I understand!"

And Hannibal, who was forgotten by the demons in the corner, saw all this and heard Mephisto's plan.

Three minutes later, Prova took all the demons and followed Mephisto out of the church.

Hannibal, a useless human being, was left by them to "watch the house".

Looking at the demons that had turned into little black dots, Hannibal turned back to the church, closed the door, and looked at Sharon Carter, who was still sitting expressionless on the pew.

Hannibal sat next to her, took off his gloves, snapped his fingers in Sharon Carter's ear, and said softly, "Go home, food, stamp collection."

After Hannibal uttered these three words, Sharon Carter's eyes gradually recovered.

Shaking her head vigorously, Sharon Carter, who finally came back to his senses, saw Hannibal next to him at a glance. He was immediately startled, and directly supported the bench with both hands, and a whip leg with a strong wind sounded towards Hannibal. Going after Hannibal's head.

Hannibal, who had been prepared for a long time, grabbed her leg with one hand, and before Carter's next attack came, he said calmly, "Let's make a deal."

After finishing speaking, Hannibal put down the silky and tight long legs very simply.

Carter was a little puzzled. After Hannibal let go of his legs, he stood up and took a few steps back vigilantly, before asking, "What do you mean?"

A deep dimple appeared on Hannibal's left cheek, and he smiled and said, "Isn't that obvious enough? I'm letting you go!"

Carter was still backing away while staring at the dangerous Hannibal, and asked, "What do you mean by the deal?"

Hannibal looked at Carter who had unknowingly retreated to the door, and said with a smile, "Before that, can I ask you a question?"

Carter, who touched the doorknob, breathed a sigh of relief, and finally began to face up to this conversation a little bit: "What do you want to ask?"

"Do you think that Dante can defeat Lucifer?"

Carter froze for a moment, thought for a while before saying: "It should be possible, our director seems to be full of confidence in him."

Hannibal responded lightly: "Oh."

Through Lucifer and Mephisto's fear of Dante, he actually already knew the answer, and asking this question was just a reassurance for what he was going to do next.

Hannibal smiled and said, "Then let's talk about business."

Hannibal then told Carter the plan he had heard from Mephisto, and told Carter that he would let her go so she could bring the news to S.H.I.E.L.D.

Carter frowned and said, "Aren't you a follower of Lucifer? What are you doing this for?"

"That's not something you have to worry about." Hannibal got up and straightened his clothes, and then said, "Of course, I also need you to do something for me."

"what?"

"Can you tell that Dante about this?"

"I will."

After Carter finished speaking, she opened the church door and stepped out of the church. She really didn't want to face Hannibal anymore, and wanted to bring the news to S.H.I.E.L.D. as soon as possible.

"boom!"

Looking at the closed church door, Hannibal raised his mouth, shook his head, and said to himself, "No, you won't."

Hannibal turned around and glanced at the statue of Jesus stained by the devil's saliva, and said with a sneer, "It's ridiculous, I used to pray like you."

Ten minutes later, Carter came back with two teams of police, only to see a burning church and a statue of Jesus whose head had been beheaded.