People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 108 Demon Transformation, Flight

Suren walked out of the room.

All eyes turned to him.

He paused for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong?"

Constantine glanced at him, his gaze lingering on his face for a few seconds, and sneered, "Not bad hair dyeing skills. You can open a barbershop after you retire."

Suren instinctively took out her phone and glanced at it in the reflection of the screen.

After his bloodline awakened to 20%, his hair had turned completely white.

However, these naturally grown silver hairs are much smoother and more lustrous than those dyed in a hair salon, both in terms of shine and texture.

"By the way, regarding the sealing technique you mentioned, and the ouroboros mark you brought back, there's been a new discovery."

Constantine's expression turned serious. "But I need some more time to go through some manuscripts and study them carefully."

"OK."

Suren nodded, preparing to leave.

As he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned back to look at Angela, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze: "Officer, don't forget you still owe me money."

A series of troubles came one after another lately, almost making him forget about the money.

After leaving Constantine's room, Suren did not choose to go downstairs via the stairs, but instead went to the rooftop.

With the unlocking of his demonic transformation, he could feel the power within him urgently needing to be released.

The sky outside was already getting slightly dark, and the sun was gradually setting.

Suren walked to the edge of the rooftop, where only the cold wind from high above could calm him down slightly.

He looked down at the city that was said to never go out.

Despite the recent spate of strange events, the city has not declined and continues to attract countless people.

After that, he stopped suppressing his restlessness.

The purple energy instantly engulfed his body.

Suren closed his eyes and felt the power.

In the blink of an eye, the human's clothes and skin were removed, replaced by a powerful, streamlined suit of armor.

Dark bio-armor covered his entire body, with purple magic flowing through his joints, eventually converging at his chest.

Long, silver-white hair danced in the night wind. Her face was covered by a cold, hard nail polish, except for her eyes, which shone with a chilling purple light.

Even though he was just standing there quietly, the ground beneath his feet had been crushed into pieces.

Just then, the serpentine mark [Valak] wrapped around Suren's right arm was directly absorbed by the armor and transformed into a single-winged cape made of pure energy behind him.

Suren's heart stirred, and the energy cloak transformed into a venomous snake, lunging towards him.

"Bang!"

A large crater was smashed into the wall.

He nodded in satisfaction, which would make his fighting style even more unpredictable.

In the midst of battle, who would have thought that this seemingly inconspicuous cloak would transform into a venomous snake at a crucial moment?

Suren slightly bent his knees and leaped upwards.

He examined his own body structure from the air.

Unlike Dante and Virgil's Devil Trigger transformations, their Devil Triggers still retained some human clothing.

Suren, on the other hand, completely shed his human clothing and transformed into a pure bio-armor form.

Just as he was about to fall, the Thunder Sword appeared in his hand.

Only after unlocking the Demon form can the true value of the Thunder Sword [Alastor] be fully revealed.

flight!

As if it had come to life, the Thunder Sword automatically adhered to his back and began to greedily absorb magic power.

A pair of thunderous wings suddenly unfolded behind him.

With a flap of his wings, he traced an arc in the air, transforming into a purple shooting star that shot straight into the sky.

The wind howled in my ears, and gravity lost its meaning at that moment.

Conquering the skies has always been a part of humanity's yearning for freedom.

Suren looked down at the rapidly shrinking city below, feeling the intense pleasure of the wind blowing through his body, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

In the night sky, a dazzling purple light streaked across the horizon, leaving a long trail in the clouds.

On the street, several young people who had just left a bar looked up, pointing groggily at the bright light in the sky: "Is that a shooting star? Or a new type of military fighter jet?"

In just a few minutes, Suren traveled at incredible speed from the southern coast of Los Santos directly over the continuous mountain range in the north.

However, this exhilarating experience did not last long.

Suren suddenly felt a void inside her body.

Maintaining the demon form already requires a huge amount of energy, and with the endless draining by [Alastor], the magic power in the body is quickly exhausted.

"Oh no, are we going to crash?"

He had a bad feeling.

Almost the instant he had this thought, [Alastor], deprived of its magic supply, went on strike, and the demon armor on its body flickered twice before disappearing.

He was pulled back by gravity and crashed straight down into the deep mountains.

In the mountains, several backpackers carrying their bags are searching for a suitable campsite in the woods with flashlights.

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"boom!"

Suddenly, the sound of howling wind came from high in the sky, followed by a loud bang from the woods not far away, startling a large number of birds into flight.

"Look! Something fell down!"

A young girl excitedly pointed in the direction from which the sound came.

Several campers nearby, hearing the commotion, also looked on with curiosity and approached with their flashlights.

When they pushed aside the bushes and arrived at the crash site, they saw a deep crater shaped like a human figure.

But the bottom of the pit was empty; there was nothing there.

There are also handprints of humans climbing on the soil on one side.

Under a tree a few dozen meters away from the deep pit, Suren leaned against the tree trunk, panting heavily.

A series of pains came from his stomach, causing him to frown slightly.

He brushed the green leaves and dry grass off his trench coat and spat out the dirt from his mouth.

"There's still not enough magic."

Su Lun felt the hunger emanating from his cells and endured the pain as he walked down the mountain.

I still need to put in the effort to improve my bloodline awakening level. Only when I have enough magic power can I use flying as a long-distance means of transportation.

Half an hour later, at a pizza shop at the foot of the mountain.

The few diners scattered around the restaurant all seemed to be casting their own light onto a table by the window.

A man, smelling of earth and dressed in disheveled clothes, was frantically devouring the food in his hand.

Seven or eight large empty pizza boxes were already stacked high beside him.

Suren swallowed the last bite of pizza, feeling the hunger in her body finally subside, and then she breathed a little heavily.

Although I haven't fully recovered from being full, my stomach has finally absorbed enough energy and is no longer protesting.

He raised his hand to call over the waiter and handed him the black card: "Swipe the card."

This was the activity fund that Patty gave him to help him resolve Carrie's problem.

The money was never used at the time, and he naturally didn't repay it.

Sitting in the back of the taxi, Suren looked out the window at the receding street scene and began to ponder Patty's description.

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On this land, it's not just the government that can mobilize fully armed tactical squads and bulletproof vehicles.

Some well-established conglomerates and forces with complex ties to the military also maintain their own private squads.

The enemy is in the open, while we are in the dark.

He had long wanted an intelligence agent to serve him personally.

Now, he was going to find Old Man Midnight to see if this local tyrant had any skilled fortune tellers.