People are scared in America, my uncle is Dante

Chapter 160 The Talkative Twin Swords

The night was as dark as ink on a remote road outside Delhi.

A convoy sped through the night, escorting a stretched Lincoln limousine in the middle.

Even at night, the curtains on the Lincoln windows are drawn, making it impossible to see the scenery inside the car.

Inside the carriage, an obese man leaned back comfortably on a leather sofa.

He swirled the wine glass in his hand, his fingers were adorned with various gemstone rings, and he was not standing on a soft carpet, but on a man who was almost completely naked.

The man beneath her feet was like a loyal hyena, letting his master's leather shoes trample on his back, his face showing no humiliation but rather excitement.

"Damn place, it's full of mud and mosquitoes."

Aurelius Wayne snorted coldly.

This remote, backward place, filled with the smell of cow dung, was nothing short of torture for him, who was used to the extravagant life in Washington.

If the apostle in charge of this area hadn't been a useless piece of trash, forced to self-destruct his soul...

How could he possibly need to come to such a awful place to clean up someone else's mess?

Aurelius grew increasingly agitated and poured the entire bottle of red wine, worth thousands of dollars, onto the head of the man at his feet.

The crimson liquid flowed down the man's hair and cheeks, making his face, which was lying prostrate on the ground, look particularly ferocious.

"When you get back, go and collect some money yourself; consider it a reward from me."

Aurelius didn't even glance at him, and said indifferently.

"Thank you, sir! You are truly virtuous!"

The believers at his feet dared not move, letting the red wine flow into their eyes and mouths, and repeatedly expressed their gratitude.

"Hmph, trash!"

Aurelius looked disgusted and stomped on the back of the man's head several times.

"Sizzle!!"

Just then, the vehicle braked suddenly and lurched forward.

Already in a bad mood, Aurelius flew into a rage. He stomped his foot slightly, and with a "crack," the red and white things exploded on the ground.

"What's going on?!"

He roared, suppressing his anger.

The bulletproof partition in front slowly lowered. The driver, smelling the stench of blood wafting from the back of the vehicle, remained composed and slightly bowed his head to report, "Sir, there's a woman blocking our way."

"Why don't you just run it over? Why bother me with such a small thing?!"

Aurelius waved his hand impatiently.

If it weren't for the decrees issued by the princes ordering him to capture the demon hunter who had repeatedly thwarted the plans, he wouldn't have bothered with any of this.

He simply couldn't stand staying in this poor place for even a second longer.

"good----"

The driver hadn't finished speaking.

"Kaichi"

Several sharp black threads pierced through the bulletproof glass in an instant, pinning the driver's body firmly to the driver's seat.

The threads then softened, wrapping around the body and dragging it out of the car.

Immediately afterwards, a tall figure with rounded curves approached the car window.

The woman wore glasses, and the mole below her lip added a touch of allure.

"Good evening, Fatty. After searching for you guys for so long, I finally caught a plump bighead carp."

Bayonetta leaned against the windshield, smiled slightly, and waved hello.

The apostle who self-destructed earlier caused her to temporarily lose track of the evil sorcerer group.

It was thanks to that little rascal Suren, who kept causing trouble outside, that we managed to lure out this apostle who was hiding so well.

How should we reward him later?

"You—Bayonetta?!"

Aurelius's expression changed drastically. This witch had been investigating their organization, and had even lost an apostle in the process.

The organization has already discussed plans to eliminate all these troublesome demon hunters and witches.

But no matter how much he planned, he never expected that he had already fallen into a trap set by this woman.

"Damn it! You crazy woman! I'm not some piece of trash that can be compared to you!"

Aurelius roared, and the power within him erupted at that moment.

"Tearing"

The haute couture suit, worth tens of thousands of US dollars, exploded instantly.

His body swelled wildly, tearing the Lincoln to pieces.

In just a few breaths, the obese man disappeared, replaced by a monster seven or eight meters tall.

Its head was a giant slot machine, with various blood-red numbers and skulls scrolling wildly on the front screen. Its chest was a half-open bank safe, from which one could faintly hear the screams of countless humans.

"Oh? What a unique transformation."

Bayonetta stood on the ground, looking up at the enormous creature before her, her face filled with awe.

"However, the way you look reminds me of those cheap casinos."

"As a lady, I really hate secondhand smoke and gambling."

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Meanwhile, in an underground base not far from here, another battle has entered a fierce stage.

"Go! New master! Use my flames to roast these ugly monsters into charcoal!"

"No! I should use my whirlwind to sweep them into the sky! Your trick is like something a primary school student would do—stupid!"

Suren held Agni and Rudra in his hands, his ears filled not only with the roars of monsters but also with the ceaseless arguments and critiques between the two swords.

"Shut up!"

Suren let out a low shout, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples.

He swung his knife backhand and cleaved a mutated dog that lunged at him in two.

To be honest, Suren is starting to regret it.

At first, he saw the narrow terrain, crowded with countless test subjects and demons.

Dual swords, with their wide-area AOE attacks, are perfectly suited to perform well in this environment.

But now, Suren fully understands the pain that Uncle Dante went through back then.

If I had been carrying those two weapons myself, I would have thrown them in the trash instead of waiting until the commission ended before selling them.

Because those two knives are just too noisy!

They not only disturb your mind, but can even mask the sounds of the enemy's movements.

It's like hundreds of ducks quacking loudly in your ear at the same time.

Even though Suren had warned them, the two brothers continued to do as they pleased, commenting on Suren and the monster.

"Oh! Bro, look at the way he sheathed his sword just now, it was absolutely awful!"

"Exactly! That fat guy's fat looked really good, all marbled, perfect for grilling until medium-rare, and you just killed him with a single blow! What a waste!"

Behind the battlefield, Ada pressed herself against the wall, silently watching Suren charge wildly through the monster horde.

Seeing that the other party still had the leisure to talk to himself while looking at the two knives in his hand under such circumstances.

A strange light flashed in her eyes.

This man's strength somewhat exceeded her expectations.

After confirming that Suren was capable of resolving the trouble here, Ada did not hesitate for a moment.

Taking advantage of the shadows and the chaos created by Suren, she quietly slipped inside and made her way deeper into the base.

Suren caught a glimpse of the figure out of the corner of his eye, but he ignored it. He figured the other person would find a way to leave sooner or later, and his goal didn't conflict with hers.

"Bang!"

Just as he was distracted by his thoughts and had to listen to the clash of the two swords, a mutated experimental subject suddenly rushed out from the side and punched him in the shoulder.

The immense force caused his body to sway slightly, slowing his attack rhythm by a fraction.

However, this slight disturbance had no impact on the overall battle, but it gave the dual-wielders an opportunity to exploit the situation.

"Oh! You actually got hit! What a foolish owner!"

"I told you to watch your left side! Is your brain on your butt? All you do is recklessly charge around without any skill!"

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The two knives immediately started shouting, laughing wildly, and gloating.

"!!!!!"

Suren's eyes narrowed, and he shifted his stance, instantly escaping the monsters' encirclement.

He didn't want to listen to those two knives' nonsense anymore.