In the cold, inner-furnace slums of Padong-Li, a putrid night wind, carrying the scent of rust, swept across the edge of the rooftop.
Chen Tian stood with his hands in the pockets of his trench coat, the black coat's hem dancing wildly a hundred meters above the ground.
In the distance, the shanties of the slums resembled the gnawed remains of a giant Beast, stacked askew in the canyon-like narrow alleys, with only a few oil lamps flickering in the wind, as if they would be extinguished by the darkness in the next second.
"Natasha, how is the evacuation of the slums progressing?" Chen Tian asked Natasha, who was on standby in the silver wing star fighter.
(The silver wing star, like the deathwing fighter, is a new fighter made by Tony. Unlike the deathwing's carrying capacity, it is purely about extreme speed, with a maximum speed of 8 Mach.)
(Yes, the names silver wing star and deathwing were both given by Chen Tian. Tony couldn't argue with him and had to go along with it.)
"The evacuation progress is about 70%, but many people are not cooperating. Most of these people are gang members from the slums." Natasha's voice came through the earphone into Chen Tian's ear.
"Then don't worry about them. Has the Padong government been notified?"
"They have been notified, but they leaked the message to that cult organization internally."
"It doesn't matter. Once this is resolved, we'll deal with them."
He stood at the edge of the rooftop, overlooking the chaotic slums, his eyes without a ripple.
"Natasha," he said into the communicator, "the situation in Devon County is more urgent. Tony and his team need support."
"Understood." Natasha's voice remained calm, but a hint of tension could be heard. "Those Mephisto cultists are not easy to deal with."
"Remember to put on the Scorpio Saint Cloth." Chen Tian reminded faintly, "Don't overexert yourself."
A light chuckle came from the other end of the communicator: "What, worried about me?"
Chen Tian's lips curled slightly: "I just don't want my sister to be bullied, that's all."
"Received, Officer." Natasha teased, and then the communication was cut off.
A few seconds later, the roar of an engine came from the sky, and the silver wing star fighter instantly accelerated, transforming into a silver streak of light, tearing through the night sky, and speeding towards Devon County.
Chen Tian retracted his gaze, still without turning around, and simply said faintly: "Come out."
Behind him, the air subtly twisted, and three figures appeared silently.
Vergil held Yamato, his blue robe motionless in the wind, his stern face like a frozen lake, utterly calm.
2B stood beside him, her silver hair gleaming coldly in the moonlight, her tactical goggles flickering slightly, scanning the slums that were about to become a battlefield.
And a bespectacled woman with a high bun and hair trailing to her ankles leaned lazily against the railing at the edge of the rooftop, her fingertips gently caressing the gun grip.
Her hands wrapped around his shoulders from behind, like a beautiful snake, her soft body clinging to his back, her red lips close to his ear, exhaling like orchids: "My Lord is so cold~"
Chen Tian's mouth twitched. He raised his hand to press down on her wrist and said helplessly: "Bayonetta, we're about to go into battle. Can't you be less relaxed like Dante?"
Bayonetta chuckled, her fingertips lightly tracing his chin, then she gracefully flipped and landed, her black leather outfit outlining a perfect curve. She pointed her pistol at her red lips and said lazily: "Just little demons, no need to be nervous~"
Chen Tian shook his head, too lazy to argue with her further, and his gaze returned to the slums.
"Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Vergil's figure instantly vanished, leaving only a pale blue afterimage of his sword light. 2B's tactical goggles locked onto the target. She bent her knees slightly, and in the next second, she leaped off the rooftop like a white lightning bolt, her katana "White Covenant" gleaming with a cold light in the moonlight.
Bayonetta tilted her head to look at Chen Tian, a dangerous curve on her red lips: "Aren't you coming with us, My Lord?"
Chen Tian did not answer, but simply pressed one hand to the collar of his trench coat and leaped, his black figure plummeting like a meteor into the depths of the slums.
Bayonetta chuckled, her high heels lightly touching the edge of the rooftop, and she leaped down like a phantom. A dark red magic circle bloomed beneath her feet, as if she were stepping on invisible stairs, descending elegantly and lethally into the battlefield.
In the depths of the slums, a purplish-black energy vortex was twisting and expanding, and countless mutated creatures contaminated by dark magic crawled out of the shadows, roaring as they lunged at the three.
The narrow alleys of the slums crisscrossed like a spiderweb, and the stench of decay and blood festered in the darkness.
Chen Tian's boots crunched over the sewage-strewn ground, the hem of his trench coat fluttering behind him.
The sound of bones breaking came from ahead—Vergil's sword light flashed, and three Dormammu cultists draped in star robes disintegrated in mid-air, their bodies collapsing into purplish-black energy fragments at the moment of Death.
Bayonetta's gunshots rang out almost simultaneously. Two magic-infused bullets pierced through the wall, blowing the heads off the snake-like cultists who were chanting spells in the shadows. She landed gracefully in her high heels, chuckling into her communicator: "Little Vergil, you missed three."
Vergil shook the blood from his sword and re-sheathed Yamato. A hundred meters away, on the twisted hands of three cultists, sword light flashed, and their bodies were dismembered into hundreds of pieces.
2B's white shadow weaved through the alleyways, her katana precisely shattering the gang members' weapons. "Cease your resistance," she said coldly, "you still have a chance."
A tattooed strongman grinned, tearing open his shirt to reveal a pulsating third eye on his chest: "For eternal darkness—"
2B spun and delivered a decapitating blow, "Nonsense."
Chen Tian stopped in front of a rusty iron door. The inverted pentagram on the door oozed black mist, and at the moment he touched it, countless tiny eyes suddenly opened. He fiercely swung Scarlet Queen, splitting the iron door into four pieces.
The scene inside was no longer the meeting hall from when Bucky had come, but was filled with a thick purplish-black mist.
"It stinks." Chen Tian waved his hand in front of his face.
The moment the mist dissipated, the scene inside the hall suddenly became clear—
Hundreds of Dormammu cultists knelt around a twisted altar, their skin covered in purplish-black runes, their eye sockets sunken, and their pupils burning with an eerie fire that did not belong to the human World.
In the center of the altar, a pulsating black heart floated. Each beat made the air tremble, as if the entire space was breathing with it.
And the moment the mist cleared, all the cultists turned their heads in unison, hundreds of burning eyes fixed on the two figures at the entrance.
Bayonetta peered out from behind Chen Tian, a playful curve on her red lips: "Oh dear~" She lightly tapped her chin, feigning surprise, "So many people staring at me, do they want me to dance?"
The cultists did not answer, but inhuman growls emanated from their throats, like countless Beasts grinding their teeth.
Chen Tian scanned the area expressionlessly, his gaze finally settling on the black heart on the altar: "What is that? A rotten heart?"
Bayonetta chuckled, stepping forward in her high heels, her black leather outfit gleaming coldly in the dim light: "Looks like it~" She tilted her head to look at Chen Tian, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "My Lord, do you want me to play with them first?"
Chen Tian glanced at her: "Don't overdo it."
"Don't worry~" Bayonetta's red lips parted slightly, her tongue lightly licking the corner of her mouth, "I'm a professional."
Before she finished speaking, her figure suddenly vanished, and in the next second, a giant dark red magic circle appeared on the ceiling of the hall!
"Let's dance, boys~"
Her voice came from all directions, carrying a playful laugh. Before the cultists could react, countless chains suddenly shot out from the magic circle, instantly wrapping around the necks of a dozen cultists, violently hoisting them into the air!
Bayonetta's figure weaved through the chains like a phantom, her high heels stepping on the head of a cultist, using the leverage to flip over, her twin pistols "Love is Blue" aimed downwards—
"Bang."
Bullets whistled out, precisely piercing the foreheads of three cultists. Their heads exploded upon impact, and purplish-black energy splattered like fireworks.
The cultists finally rioted, roaring as they lunged into the air, black magic condensing into sharp claws and spikes in their palms, attempting to tear Bayonetta to shreds.
However—
"Too slow~"
Her figure vanished again, appearing on the other side, her high heels elegantly stepping on a cultist's shoulder, using the leverage to kick, instantly breaking the cultist's spine! She flipped and landed, her twin pistols crossed, bullets raining down!
"One~ Two~ Three~"
She shot while gracefully spinning, as if truly dancing a dance of Death. The cultists lunged madly, but couldn't even touch her clothes, instead tearing at each other in the chaos, their black magic accidentally injuring their companions.
Chen Tian stood at the entrance, one hand in his pocket, the other holding Scarlet Queen, the tip of the blade touching the ground, calmly watching Bayonetta's "performance."
"Had enough fun?" he asked faintly.
Bayonetta did a backflip, landing lightly on the head of a cultist, her high heel stomping down hard, and the cultist's head burst like a watermelon. She tilted her head to look at Chen Tian, her red lips slightly curved: "What, My Lord, can't you wait?"
Chen Tian was too lazy to answer, only raising his chin, gesturing for her to look at the altar.
Bayonetta followed his gaze—
The black heart on the altar had, at some point, doubled in size, its surface covered in countless fine cracks, and purplish-black energy pulsed like blood vessels, as if something was about to break out of its shell.
"Oh my~" Bayonetta narrowed her eyes, "It seems the main event is about to begin."
All the cultists suddenly froze, kneeling in unison, their foreheads pressed to the ground, uttering pious whimpers from their throats.
From the cracks in the black heart, a giant purplish-black eye slowly opened—
Dormammu's projection descended.
Dormammu's giant eye was fixed on Chen Tian, purplish-black energy surging in its pupil, the air in the entire hall seemed to be sucked dry, and even the light was twisted and swallowed.
"Chen Tian—!"
His voice was like the roar of ten thousand Death souls, shaking the walls until they cracked and the ground trembled.
"How dare you appear before me?! I will tear you and Diablo into pieces!"
"Oh? Is that so? Then you tell him yourself."
Chen Tian sneered, and gently snapped his fingers with his right hand—
"Snap."
A crimson light burst beside him, and space, like torn silk, twisted. From the distorted rift, a petite figure landed gracefully.
—Diablo's incarnation, Lia.
She tilted her head, a naive yet evil smile on her lips, "Oh my~ Isn't this Dormammu?"
Dormammu's pupils suddenly contracted, purplish-black energy surging wildly, clearly recognizing her—even if her appearance had changed, that pure aura of Fear of the King could not be mistaken!
"Diablo…!"
Lia chuckled, her slender fingers lightly tapping her chin, as if she were contemplating the dinner menu: "How wonderful, something delicious is here~"
Before she finished speaking, her figure suddenly vanished!
In the next second, the ceiling of the entire hall suddenly collapsed, and countless chains burning with hellfire shot out from the void, wrapping around Dormammu's giant eye like giant pythons! Lia's figure appeared above the chains, her red hair flying, her dark golden vertical pupils gleaming with greedy light.
"Dinner time~"
She yanked the chains, and Dormammu's giant eye was actually torn off a chunk of purplish-black energy! Lia opened her small mouth, tasting the energy as if it were a dessert, then licked the corner of her lips, still wanting more.
"Ah ah ah—!"
Dormammu let out a painful roar, and the entire hall began to collapse. The cultists' bodies exploded one after another, turning into purplish-black energy that he absorbed, attempting to repair the damage.
Chen Tian remained in place, one hand in his pocket, the other holding Scarlet Queen, the tip of the blade lightly touching the ground, as if everything before him had nothing to do with him.
Bayonetta had appeared beside him at some point, her red lips slightly curved: "My Lord, are you setting demons to bite demons?"
Chen Tian glanced at her faintly: "This is called resource recycling."
Lia heard their conversation, turned to glare at Bayonetta, and mumbled discontentedly: "I'm not just any demon!"
But she was quickly attracted by Dormammu's energy again, her vertical pupils lighting up, and she pounced once more!
Dormammu roared, and the purplish-black energy transformed into countless spikes, piercing towards Lia! However, her figure was like a phantom, weaving through the energy, each dodge accompanied by the entanglement and devouring of hell chains.
"Not enough to eat~" Lia complained with a giggle, waving her small hand, and more burning chains shot out from the void, tightly binding Dormammu's giant eye, "Share a little more with me~"
Dormammu's roar gradually turned into a terrified shriek—he realized that his projection was being frantically devoured by Fear of the King!
Chen Tian suddenly raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Lia, stop for a moment."
The girl, who was feasting, pouted unhappily, but still obediently released the chains and landed gracefully beside Chen Tian. Her dark golden vertical pupils still gleamed with an unsatisfied light: "What's wrong~ I'm not full yet…"
"Don't rush." Chen Tian looked at Dormammu's struggling projection, "Have you found the coordinates of his true body?"
Lia licked the purplish-black energy remaining at the corner of her mouth, closed her eyes, and thought carefully: "Hmm… I've been looking for their location these past few years…" She suddenly opened her eyes, revealing a cunning smile, "Want me to lead the way? I know a shortcut~"
Bayonetta elegantly twirled her pistol: "Directly invading the Dark Dimension? What a crazy idea~"
Vergil had appeared behind Chen Tian at some point, Yamato slightly unsheathed: "A waste of time."
2B's tactical goggles flickered rapidly: "Master, we need to equip everyone with dimension stabilizers."
"No need." Chen Tian put Scarlet Queen behind his back, "Lia, open the door."
"Alrighty~" The girl clapped her hands happily, her dark red long hair fluttering without wind. She drew a strange symbol with both hands in front of her chest, and space immediately twisted like a torn curtain. A crimson spatial rift slowly opened behind her, and eerie whispers came from within.
Chen Tian saw the rift open. He turned to 2B, "2B, leave here first. Your combat power may not be suitable for magic-based combat."
2B nodded, "I will wait for you at Arbitrator Tower."
Chen Tian ruffled 2B's head, then turned to look at the rift, "Are you ready?"
Bayonetta licked her red lips: "Ready for the ball anytime~"
Vergil nodded, pale blue magic already flowing along the blade.
Lia skipped to the front of the rift, turned back, and waved at everyone: "Come on~ There are lots of snacks over there!"
Chen Tian took a deep breath and was the first to step into the crimson rift. The moment he passed through, he felt the familiar dizzying sensation of dimensional shift—then, the World spun.
(About Bayonetta's identity.)
(Bayonetta is the female protagonist of the action game series "Bayonetta." She is a black-haired witch who awakens in modern times after transcending hundreds of years. She can use incredibly powerful magic and continuously hunts Angels from the heavenly realm. She fights using two pairs of guns equipped on her limbs. She has a contract with powerful demonic Beasts and can summon them from the Hell World to devour Angels.)
(Ultimately, she is also a big-shot existence.)
(Her style in the game is similar to Dante's; her combat stance is flashy. Interested companions can search for it, especially the scenes where she summons demonic Beasts, hehehe.)
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