However, triggering a skill from the Marvel Universe while in the DC Universe felt a bit like a crossover.
Darian pulled out his two Golden Desert Eagles, and suddenly, a ball of crimson Hellfire surged from the palms of his hands. The flames quickly spread along the barrels, engulfing the entire firearms in the blink of an eye.
As the flames burned across the metal surfaces, the originally shiny golden bodies of the guns quickly transformed into a cold, hard black-gold texture. The edges of the guns became sharper, and their overall design took on a more fierce, aggressive look.
The guns, wrapped in dancing flames, radiated intense heat, causing the surrounding air to distort slightly.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Darian pulled the triggers in succession. Several bullets, wreathed in Hellfire, burst from the barrels and easily pierced through the steel pillars in the distance. The metal at the muzzles burned red and charred, hissing as white smoke rose from them.
With the enhancement of Hellfire, the damage output of the two Golden Desert Eagles increased significantly, and the hardness of the gun bodies improved in tandem. What was once just an exquisitely looking ordinary firearm had suddenly transformed into a high-level weapon.
"Not bad, not bad."
Darian was very satisfied.
As his strength steadily improved, these two Golden Desert Eagles had long since failed to keep up with the intensity of his battles.
If it weren't for the fact that these guns had been with him for a long time and held some sentimental value, he would have long since let the system recycle them into warm, fresh experience points.
But now, with the Hellfire skill, the Golden Desert Eagles could be put back into service.
Darian returned the two Golden Desert Eagles to his game inventory and set his sights on the final reward.
[Equipment: Broken spear of longinus]
[Description: Also known as the Spear of Destiny, it gained great power because it was stained with the holy blood of Jesus. Originally a top-tier holy relic, it later broke into three pieces, reducing its power and curse. It possesses the property of piercing all things, has an absolute suppressing effect on evil and dark targets, is immune to dark erosion, and will continuously drain the user's health after being equipped.]
[Evaluation: Its first wielder once pierced Jesus in the ribs with the spear.]
Not long ago, Darian had already witnessed the power of this weapon; it could even easily break through Gabriel's defenses. It was truly powerful.
However, he hadn't directly touched the spear of longinus before; he had been gripping Gabriel's severed arm to wield it the whole time.
After all, the legendary spear of longinus was extremely sinister. Everyone within a 120-foot radius would submit to it, and the wielder could control the fate of the world. But once the spear of longinus was lost, the holder would die instantly.
Once you held the spear of longinus in your hand, you probably wouldn't be able to put it down for the rest of your life.
Fortunately, this spear of longinus was broken into three pieces, so the deadly curse had been significantly weakened, turning into a continuous drain on the user's health. There was no need to worry about being forcibly bound to this spear for a lifetime.
This minor side effect was nothing to Darian.
Anyway, he had the life-steal ring, so he could drain health while fighting and suck it back, which wouldn't affect his performance at all.
[Congratulations player, you have successfully leveled up!]
[Player: Darian]
[Level: 28 (28000 / 102000)]
[Attributes: Strength 115, Agility 75, Constitution 75, Spirit 75]
[Allocatable Free Attribute Points: 15]
Darian looked at the 15 free attribute points on the panel and didn't rush to allocate them.
This mission reward also included one of Gabriel's Angel wings. If even a thousand-year-old salted fish could increase his attributes, this archangel's wing couldn't be that bad.
He would wait until he roasted it and tested the effect before adding the points; it wouldn't be too late then.
"It really has to be a high-difficulty mission; the rewards are indeed rich."
Darian couldn't help but smack his lips in exclamation.
Of course, high rewards also came with high risks.
If it weren't for the expired spinach can item he had as a fallback, he might not have been able to defeat Gabriel, who was holding the spear of longinus, let alone the Son of Satan standing nearby.
And shortly after Mammon logged off, the effect of the expired spinach can faded, and that feeling of omnipotence was gone.
Darian was a bit reluctant to let it go; this feeling of being a cheater was truly addictive.
At this moment, the system panel flickered, and the mission progress updated.
[Objective: Become a Superheroes, a bane of evil, and resolve three major crises (2/3)]
After thwarting the conspiracy of Gabriel and Mammon, the progress had advanced another step. Only one last major crisis remained to complete the dungeon mission.
"Finally gone."
Seeing Mammon depart from Angela's body, Constantine breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned to Darian and gave a thumbs up: "Buddy, your acting was really good. Pretending to kill me to summon Satan directly scared that Son of Satan away."
Darian looked confused: "Huh? I wasn't acting?"
Constantine: "..."
The two did not linger at the scene; they took the unconscious Angela and left the ruins, returning to Constantine's rented apartment.
Pushing the door open, they discovered that someone was already waiting in the room.
It was Constantine's little sidekick, Chas Chandler. He had been following Constantine to learn exorcism knowledge, and most of the time, he was just a driver, responsible for driving Constantine around.
When Darian was bored at the main server, he had watched quite a few other types of movies. As soon as he saw Chas's face, he really wanted to ask if the car he drove was a transforming yellow Chevrolet Camaro.
Before the two could speak, Chas came up and confessed directly that he was an Angel, sent by those above to stay by Constantine's side to assist him in investigating the event of demons descending to the human world and to help when necessary.
Constantine was stunned on the spot.
So he had been hiding a god-tier teammate all this time, and he hadn't even noticed it. If he had known, why would he have gone to the trouble of finding friends to help? He could have just asked this Angel, Chas.
Chas looked at Darian and smiled: "But with you here, I don't need to intervene. Thank you for not letting the Archangel go down the wrong path to the end, and for stopping the Son of Satan from wreaking havoc in the human world. Since my mission is complete, I'll be heading back first."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes lit up with golden light, a pair of pure white wings unfolded behind him, and he stood on his tiptoes, about to soar into the sky.
However, just as he flew into mid-air, his ankle suddenly tightened, and his entire body was forcibly dragged back to the ground.
Chas: (—·?)
Chas looked confused: "W-what's wrong?"
"Thinking of leaving just like that?"
Darian narrowed his eyes: "Gabriel caused such great destruction on Earth and almost turned the human world into Hell. I helped your Heaven clean up such a big mess, so you can't just let me work for nothing. You have to give me some compensation for my trouble."
Chas was stunned after hearing this.
He had been an Angel for so many years, and he had never seen a human who took the initiative to ask an Angel for benefits.
Chas stammered: "But I haven't received such instructions."
Darian was displeased when he heard this: "I am maintaining the face of your Heaven. If this matter gets out—that a dignified Archangel colluded with the Son of Satan to destroy the human world—what would those believers in God think? What would humanity think?"
"This..."
Chas was rendered speechless. Darian did have a point, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he nodded.
"Alright, I will ask for instructions."
Saying this, he looked up, seemingly communicating with some kind of existence.
In just a few seconds, a nail suddenly appeared in his hand, and he reached out to hand it to Darian.
"This is a Holy Nail. It can help you resist all evil forces. Take it as your reward."
[Item: Holy Nail (One of the nails from the crucifixion of Jesus. Due to being stained with the blood of the Son of God, it has gained infinite power. It can forcibly control a target for a period of time, with an effect that ignores all rules. During the effective period, the target cannot take any action. It automatically dissipates after use.)]
What a good item!
Darian's eyes lit up instantly.
He didn't expect Heaven to be so generous, directly giving away such a forced-control item. Like the spear of longinus, it was a holy relic derived from Jesus.
Speaking of which, it was absurd. Even though they were all things that harmed Jesus, in the end, they all became top-tier holy relics. Even the cross that nailed him to death became an iconic logo, which was a bit hellish.
It was a pity it was a one-time consumable, unlike the spear of longinus, which could be used repeatedly.
Chas said helplessly: "Is that enough now?"
Darian shook his head decisively: "Not enough. This is the reward for defeating Gabriel; the reward for defeating the Son of Satan hasn't been given to me yet."
Chas's mouth twitched.
Can this even be counted separately?
He had no choice but to look up at the sky again and continue to ask his superiors for instructions.
It didn't take long before the ceiling above suddenly lit up with a soft white light.
A gap glowing with holy light split open in the high air out of thin air, and a pillar of light descended from it, ignoring the obstruction of brick and stone walls, landing directly on Darian.
Warm energy seeped into his body through his skin, so comfortable that it made him want to squint his eyes.
[Congratulations player, you have unlocked the achievement: Favored by Heaven (Upon obtaining this title, the player permanently increases Light attribute resistance by 10%, permanently increases Dark attribute resistance by 10%, and slightly increases Luck value)]
He actually unlocked a title.
The effect of this title was not bad; it not only increased both Light and Dark attribute resistance but also increased Luck value.
Luck was definitely something the more the better. Who playing a game wouldn't want to be a lucky person?
After receiving benefits one after another, Darian was overjoyed. He continued to shout at the holy light gap: "By the way, I suffered a lot of injuries in the fight just now, which might have left some irreparable hidden injuries. Shouldn't the medical expenses or something also be settled..."
Before he could finish speaking, the gap closed instantly.
Chas said awkwardly: "They hung up, I can't reach them."
Darian secretly thought it was a pity, but on the surface, he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's fine, I'm not a greedy person. Taking a small loss is nothing."
Chas: "..."
You call yourself not greedy? I'm afraid you want to empty out all of Heaven.
"Since the rewards have been given to you, I should go back to report."
Chas didn't want to stay for another second; he flapped his wings and prepared to take off.
However, the next moment, his feet were suddenly grabbed by someone.
He looked down and saw Constantine hanging onto his leg, shouting: "Don't go! Why does he get a reward and I don't? This isn't fair. I have also performed meritorious service for Heaven, and I have also shed blood for Heaven. If there is no merit, there is still hard work!"
He howled, frantically recounting how difficult his years had been. Anyone who didn't know better would think Heaven owed him money and he was collecting a debt.
Chas had a headache from his noise. Unable to bear it any longer, he raised his hand and condensed a ball of dazzling holy light, aiming it at Constantine.
Constantine's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes immediately clearing: "We are all civilized people. Let's talk nicely. Why resort to violence?"
Chas ignored him, flicked his finger, and the holy light landed directly on Constantine's chest.
Constantine was prepared to be blasted away, but he didn't feel any pain. Instead, a warm current spread from his chest throughout his whole body.
Immediately after, large patches of stains as black as oil oozed out of his pores, staining his clothes and emitting a pungent, foul odor.
When all these black stains were expelled from his body, Constantine let out a long breath, feeling light and refreshed. The stuffiness in his chest that had plagued him for years was swept away, and even his breathing became much smoother.
Chas retracted his hand and explained: "Your lung cancer has been cured, and your body has returned to a healthy state."
Constantine was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Really? Doesn't that mean I can smoke for another few decades?"
Chas: "..."
He really wanted to stuff those black stains back into Constantine's lungs.
Chas didn't say anything more, kicked Constantine away, and flapped his wings to rush into the high sky. He flew so fast, afraid that if he were one step slower, he would be caught by these two guys for extortion again.
Darian looked at Chas's fleeing back and looked at Constantine with disdain: "You are truly annoying; even Angels despise you."
"Bullshit, it's obviously you they despise."
Constantine expressed his disagreement.
Before meeting Darian, he felt that he had no bottom line and often didn't act like a human, but after meeting Darian, he realized what it meant to have someone even worse.
In the past, it was always him scamming his friends, but now, he had been scammed by Darian several times in a row.
Those who scam others will eventually be scammed themselves.
Constantine secretly decided that it would be better to stay away from this guy in the future. Who knows, one day he might really be scammed to death by Darian, and then his old friends would probably set off firecrackers to celebrate.
The two bickered back and forth for a long time, finally leaving harsh words, saying that they would never see each other again, not to meet when there was nothing to do, and even less to meet when there was something to do. After that, they went their separate ways.
Gotham, on the backyard lawn of Wayne Manor.
"Chicken wings, I love to eat~"
Darian hummed a tune, constantly flipping the meat skewers on the grill. Grease dripped onto the charcoal, sizzling, and the aroma wafted throughout the entire courtyard.
Barry squatted next to the grill, his eyes fixed on the meat skewers, his drool almost dripping onto the charcoal.
He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and asked impatiently: "Darian, is it ready to eat?"
"Eat, go ahead."
Darian picked up a handful of grilled meat skewers and handed them to Barry. Barry quickly took them with both hands and stuffed them into his mouth without even blowing on them. It was so hot that he kept gasping, but he couldn't bear to spit them out.
"Delicious! So delicious!"
Barry chewed quickly, praising vaguely.
"Diana, this is yours."
Darian grabbed another handful of grilled meat chunks and handed them to Diana, who was sitting nearby drinking juice.
"Thank you."
Diana took it politely and took a small bite. Her eyes lit up slightly: "It is indeed good, but the texture of the meat is a bit special. It doesn't seem like the meat of common livestock on Earth."
Darian chuckled: "You have a good eye. This is an alien creature, not quite the same as the creatures on our Earth."
"No wonder."
Diana nodded in understanding and began to savor it slowly.
Darian turned the grill twice and turned to see Bruce standing in the shadows not far away. He asked suspiciously: "Batman, what's wrong with you? You haven't said a word since the beginning. Do you have something on your mind?"
I just came back from fighting crime outside, and I see you guys holding a barbecue party at my house. What do you think?
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