Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 10. Fear. Like a shadow

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Prince Hannesey was the exorcist who used Constantine to help deal with the evil spirits in Chinatown. In the chaotic gray area of ​​New York, he relied on the half-hanger ’s exorcism and master-level psychology. After more and more spooky incidents appeared in recent months, Father Hannesey's income more than tripled, which is a breeze.

Of course, he is just a humble part of this special industrial chain. In the eyes of real big men, it is a bug that can be crushed to death.

But even so, we ca n’t underestimate this chubby, balding middle-aged person, who can eat this bowl of rice, and can eat it for more than ten years, which has proved that Father Hannesy has the real thing on hand. of.

Constantine has a pair of "yin and yang eyes" that can see ghosts since he was young, which also prompted him to enter this swindler and miscellaneous circle after he grew up, and Father Hannesey had an unexpected demon 15 years ago. During the invasion, he lost his church and friends, but accidentally got a special pair of ears.

Although he does not have the resources to get it.

"Okay, listen to me, Hannah!"

Constantine, with a cigarette in his hand, sat in the magnificent villa decorated by the priest, and sincerely said to the priest with a disdain of eating beef jerky,

"I just need you to listen to the voice from hell, I swear, it only takes 5 minutes, and then you can continue to run with your amulet and do me a favor, buddy/waiter!"

Hannasi lives in a palace-like villa, but is wearing a sloppy, sloppy, like a coat that has not been washed in more than ten days. While eating delicious beef, he glanced at Constantine and held it with greasy hands. The circular pendant hanging on his chest shook his head quickly,

"No! No! John, you can see the changes in this city recently. You do n’t know how many mixed-race angels and demons have infiltrated New York. In this case, it ’s easy to lead them to listen to their voices. Terrible trouble ... I mean, you can't deal with trouble! "

"Damn it!"

Constantine snatched the beef jerky from Hannasi's hand, grabbed a hand and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing, and said vaguely,

"I just want to find out why the mysterious creatures of the two realms have to infiltrate New York at this time. Something must have happened. I can't let them interfere with what I want to do!"

He threw the empty bag into the trash can next to him, rubbed his greasy fingers on Father Hannesey ’s clothes, he sat on the table in front of his eyes and looked very seriously Hannesey,

"Help me once, Hannesy! For so many years of friendship!"

The priest looked at Constantine, his expression seemed to be a little loose, but he quickly took hold of his amulet and shook his head,

"No, no! In addition to this matter, Constantine, but it can't, it will kill all of us!"

"Dry!"

Constantine waved his fist fiercely. He walked over and groaned at Angela, who was sitting on the other side drinking tea,

"It's your turn."

Angela nodded, stood up, and walked calmly to Father Hannesy. The priest looked at this beautiful young woman, and he frowned,

"Hi, what does this mean? Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Ka"

A cold thing touched the priest ’s neck. A warning badge appeared in front of him, and the cold sound of Angela,

"Hannasi Hudell, you were charged with 7 counts of murder, plotting an explosion, threatening the government, etc. 15 years ago, unfortunately you ran away at that time, but now, facing me, how are you going to answer that earlier? Question? "

The detective who entered the working state was cold, and there was a murderous body all over his body, making the priest trembling and shouting his head,

"No! That's not what I did! That's a demon! It's all done by a demon!"

"You leave it to the judge to say this, maybe he will believe you and sentence you to release in court ..."

Angela has no expression in her eyes. The psychologist who knows her psychology can certainly know what she wants her to do from her movements and language, but the problem is here, he ca n’t refuse.

The sound of Constantine "just right" sounded,

"Look, Hannesy, you owe me a lot of favors. Help me this time, let's write off!"

He reached out and pressed Angela's finger to let her let go of Father Hannesie. He reached out and patted on the shoulder of the priest. His body leaned forward with his head in the ear of the priest and said softly,

"You see, it can end up to 5 minutes, or even 3 minutes, and then we will leave. I have material that conceals the magic circle. No one will know that you did it ... there is almost no risk, no Do you really want to experience the cells of the New York Police Department? "

Spirit detective chuckled,

"Fighting with people and fighting with dead souls are different. You will be beaten badly. I heard that some prisoners have unique tastes. Maybe you will be ..."

"Enough!"

Father Hannesy yelled, "Prepare to hide the circle and help me get all the newspapers related to the thing you want to check! Only 3 minutes, jerk! Pray that you are lucky enough!"

Constantine and Angela glanced at each other. Although there was no explicit statement, there was a meaning in the eye communication between the two sides,

"Happy cooperation!"

A moment later, Father Hannesy sat in front of his specially-made desk, full of newspapers in front of his eyes, and they were all turned over to the layout of a series of recent tragedies in New York, one hidden by charcoal on wooden boards. The phalanx hung behind Father Hannesey, and Constantine and Angela sat on the sofa 15 meters away from him.

The priest gritted his teeth and removed the amulet on his chest. His ears began to move slightly. The whole person seemed to be suffering terrible pain. His eyes began to whiten, and his fingers began to search back and forth in those newspapers. It looks very infiltrating, Angela's fingers can't help but clenched, she whispered,

"Is this here?"

"Hush!"

Constantine lowered his voice, "Hannah can hear the whisper of hell. This ability is accompanied by disaster. He is actually more like a prophet. He can find some clues from those whispers. Some of them are mysterious and obscure, but in the past ten years, his predictions have finally proved that the clues are correct. "

"Do n’t underestimate him for his poor appearance. If this guy is willing to spend more on exorcism, he would have become the best exorcist in New York."

Angela nodded. She looked at the newspapers that were still on the ground by Father Hannasi. She seemed to feel something was wrong and turned around suddenly. The night outside the window was as quiet as usual. She felt the atmosphere Slowly becoming weird, she couldn't help saying again,

"So you can find clues about the death of Isabel?"

"No! This is trying to figure out the reason for the recent explosion of mysterious creatures in New York."

Constantine is playing with a cigarette in his hand, "As for Isabel, after listening to Hannasi, we will go to your house and I will personally go to **** to find her ..."

Angela's face looks ugly at first glance,

"So, we have been busy with you for a long time?"

Constantine shrugged and was about to speak. A dark shadow swept across the window of the villa in an instant, and the expression of the spirit world detective solidified.

"Hush! There is movement!"

He stood up and walked to the window. He looked out of the night. The next moment, "Shuā shuā shuā", like a black storm, a black shadow flew over the window, bringing a roaring wind and a trace of it. The crazy scream of silk infiltrating the eardrum made the Constantine's spirit unable to resist.

His trembling back, he was supported by Angela on his shoulders, who looked at him,

"What happened?"

"They are here!"

Constantine quickly removed the book of Solomon from his pocket and held it in his hand. At the same time, the lights of the entire villa began to flicker and slowly turned off one by one.

"Go!"

Constantine ’s face was so ugly that he rushed to Hanasi, and put the talisman around his neck rudely. At the moment when the guard was closed, the priest ’s will immediately returned to the body, and he saw the light the first The darkened hall, and the weird creatures flapping wings flying around the villa outside the window, he screamed,

"Damn it! They're here!"

"Pick up your holy water! Go away!"

The spirit world detective grabbed the four newspapers selected by him from Hannasi, stuffed it in his arms, and rushed to the door of the villa with Angela, the priest shouted behind him,

"Do n’t go out! My villa has an exorcism array. Have you forgotten? It ’s the biggest one you sold to me! We are safe here!"

"Do n’t be stupid!"

Constantine shouted back, "That's a fake! It won't protect you, and if you don't want to be caught in the urn, just follow me!"

"Bang Bang"

When the lights were nearly extinguished, the guys around the villa began to hit the glass. The whole hall remembered the sound of glass breaking, and an unspeakable smell filled the whole villa.

Constantine kicked the door open, pulled a golden metal tube from the waist similar to the gun of the previous era, and stuffed it into the hands of Angela holding the pistol in full fear,

"Put up your pistols, that stuff is useless to them, hold this! When I fired, I pointed at the trigger!"

The girl held the metal tube in her hand. The tentacles were not cold, but rather warm. The priest also came from behind. He carried a ridiculous kettle filled with concentrated holy water.

"Spirit of Light, listen to my call, get everything in sight!"

"Boom"

Constantine ’s finger was pressed against the book of Solomon in his hand, and the other hand laid out a miraculous handprint. After he read the mantra, a sharp light came out of his palm and would be as deep as ink Through the darkness, and by the way the monster in front of him threw at him.

At the moment when the light was on, Angela saw the monster, with its crimson skin, wings, claws, and triangular tail, as well as its distorted face and curved horns.

It screamed to tear the guy in front of him, but the next moment he was penetrated by Solomon Fayin. Instead of dying, he was burned to ashes in an instant, only to make a scream that made the eardrum hurt .

"Go to the car!"

The left hand of Constantine is like a sword swinging wildly in all directions, without any rules, but the lethality of the sword of light to these dark creatures is simply MAX. Wherever it went, only a deep ashes fell. Above the earth.

There is also that disgusting smell.

"Bang Bang"

The three people made a difficult breakthrough, and finally escaped to the Angela car. They closed the car glass and started at the fastest speed. Angela could n’t help but look up at the sky, where the number of winged devil covered up There are nearly a hundred of them in the sky, and they chase the car continuously in the dark.

Madly hit the car ’s glass with an ugly face. The sturdy bulletproof glass only lasted less than 15 seconds and appeared a terrible crack. The most terrible thing is that they surround the front of the vehicle and block the windows. Strictly, Angela can't see the road in front of him and can only drive by feeling.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

First, Angela mobile phone, then Constantine mobile phone, and finally Father Hannesey ’s mobile phone, which sounded crazy in a weird way. Angela subconsciously answered the phone, but was grabbed by Constantine and thrown in On the ground, one foot was crushed.

"Keep driving! When the devil calls, your soul will be tempted when answering the phone ... the old trick of a dozen years ago."

Pale Constantine sat on the co-pilot, and his fingers flicked through the book of Solomon. After a few seconds, he pointed to the illustration on that page and turned his head to say to Father Hannesey,

"Prepare holy water, let ’s have a super-large purification circle to make these **** debris ..."

"Bang"

Without warning, the car surrounded by those winged demons galloped like a stone pillar, lifted from the ground by a huge force, rolled over ten times in the air, and finally ruthlessly Hit the grass outside the highway.

"Poof"

The heavy blow at the moment of landing made Constantine spit out blood when he climbed out of the car. He lay on the ground full of broken glass and mud, and the book of Solomon was held in his arms. Struggling to turn his head, he saw the figure surrounded by the dark bat demon, and made out of the dark ink darkness step by step.

"Constantine ... You intervened in something that should not intervene ... Your ugly soul has been breathing for too long, today, let it go where it should go."

"Bassazzo! You shouldn't be here!"

Constantine stood up from the ground with his chest covered. He looked at the man surrounded by demons in front of him, wearing a very well-fitting blue striped dress and shirt, combing the shiny hair and holding one in his hand. Root cane, this guy is not an unknown person. Before the days of chaos, this guy was the leader of the most powerful hybrid demon in New York and even the entire East Coast, and one of the direct spokespersons of hell.

"You ... how can you cross the boundaries and enter this world!"

"How? Do n’t you know the strongest **** detective in Manhattan? The promises of the gods are broken, and the world will soon return to our hands!"

A gentle smile appeared on Basazzo ’s face, just like talking to an old friend. His left hand waved, a burning white bone sword appeared in his hand, his nose twitched, like Swallowed saliva,

"Ah, Constantine, what a fresh dead man's flesh ... it's really fragrant ..."