Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 24. Disloyal devils believers
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Cyber finally carried another wooden box and walked out of a messy midnight bar with satisfaction.
Papa Midnite has a painful face ** holding the scroll in his hand. The demon hunting gun is one of the best in all his collections. The consecrated product from hundreds of years ago is constantly infiltrated by the soul of the demon, making the gun grow into a horror At the point where you reach the pure blood angel and the purgatory demon, there is no such thing as it can't hurt.
However, no matter how powerful the hunting gun is, it needs to be viewed from the user's level, that is almost a dead object.
"And this baby ..."
The full-faced black man picked up the scroll in his hand, and his eyes were full of intoxication, "It is the future ... it is everything!"
Just find a suitable soul, or modify his own soul a little bit, he can have the power to make all evil spirits feel frightened. This Mephisto hand-written scroll with the real name of the devil is a real high-end goods. , It does not need to be exerted by the big devil himself, only need to sign, the power from the crazy spirit of revenge and the fire of **** will awaken actively.
And the best part is that the entire dark magic world now knows that Mephisto is locked up ... at least 100 years! Not everyone's soul is as special as Cyber, which can carry all the power of the big devil. Similar to the person like midnight, there are enough methods in his hand to protect his soul from being occupied by the devil.
Yes, it only takes a little bit, and the "technical" technique is fine.
In short, this sale is fairly fair. In fact, midnight is a small profit. Yes, it seems to be a sale at midnight. It is the exchange of the Ghost Rider contract and the magic gun. As for Constantine The location, it is completely ancillary benefits.
"That **** ... hehe."
Midnight rubbing his chin, smashing the voodoo emblem in his hand, 10 stiff body, wearing special armor, a voodoo suture monster with a pale white face appeared in the bar, under his command to clean Looking at the surrounding ground, he sat on the chair very comfortably, with a greasy smile in the corner of his mouth,
"Constantine, good luck, my miscellaneous friends."
On the other side, wearing a long gray trench coat and a hood, the sneaky Constantine is curling up, half kneeling behind a dark, chaotic basement, beside him, there are dozens of similarly dressed People, the gods are nagging and kneeling on the ground chanting.
I read neither the scriptures of Buddhism nor the prayers of Christ. Listen carefully. There are some noisy and obscure sounds in my ears. It is a blessing to sing a dark space evil **** called Dormammu. I do n’t know which author of the street to find was written, not only the mouth, but also in many places, there are serious loopholes.
Especially in the view of "professionals" such as Constantine, this kind of prayer is meaningless, and it is impossible to connect the dark evil **** Dormammu, but this is why he came here.
"I said, Constantine, are you sure there is no problem staying here?"
Chas.Chandler, who also wears a gray hood and wraps his fat and tufted body in a robe, looked at the scene in front of him with horror, this senior taxi driver always felt like he was being My friend is pitted. This scene is not normal.
"Hush"
Pretending to recite the scriptures, actually secretly smoking Constantine turned his head to gesture against his only good friend, lowering his voice,
"Do n’t be stupid, Chandler, there must be something wrong here, but do n’t worry about that, Dormammu is coming, the whole of New York will be destroyed, only here is safe ... we will stay here until the end of the disaster Go out again. "
He patted the shoulder of his timid friend,
"Pretend to be a cultist ... do you understand? Just pretend! No conflict with your beliefs."
"But, but that Dormammu ..."
Chandler is a sincere Catholic. He stayed here is almost uncomfortable. He said with some resistance, "I do n’t think that an evil spirit will shelter my soul. We already believe in God. Or should we go to St. John church ? "
"Do n’t go there! I did n’t tell you, you can go to any church, do n’t go to St. John!"
Constantine threw the cigarette butts in his hand on the ground, "There is something in the church of St. John that does not belong to this world! You stupid i am saving you, you are just an ordinary person Get involved! "
Between two people talking, this long and boring prayer finally came to the end. The "priest" standing on the high platform, wearing a grotesque black robe, holding a white bone staff in his hand, spread his hands. , Screaming like a lunatic,
"Ah, Dormammu, the supreme **** who controls darkness and time, will distribute your endless time to us, to your sincere believers, we pray with soul, flesh and blood, and dedicate our will to you, please Coming to this unclean world, purifying the world with darkness, those who do not believe you will fall into darkness, and those who believe will have eternal life! "
"Ode to you, great Dormammu!"
He raised his head, the hood slipped a little, Constantine ’s eyes widened at this moment, he saw the dark, dry skin around the priest ’s eyes, he turned his head and scolded,
"Damn it! This is a true believer! The guy who got the power blessing of Dormammu ... oops, things are a little troublesome."
"What's going on?"
The frightened Chandler could n’t help but wrap his gray hood tightly. It seemed that this would bring him a trace of warmth. He looked nervously at his old friend. He knew that Constantine was a little strange. In this aspect of occultism, he is an absolute master.
"Nothing ... it might be awful to me."
He stuffed a golden coin into Chandler ’s hands, and added a tone, “When I go to“ baptism ”, hold it tight! It can protect your soul from being corrupted by evil spirits, hell, Dormammu It's time to play really. "
"Come on, believers, let us welcome two new friends!"
The bone stick in the hand of the mad priest pointed to the Constantine and Chandler that were shrunk behind, so the believers swept together to make way for the two "new friends". In front of the priest, placed In a tub, it was not holy water, but a black, sticky, disgusting liquid.
"Come on, accept the blessing of the great **** Dormammu!"
This sound fell into the ears of Constantine and Chandler like a life-threatening spell, and the most terrible thing was that they were surrounded by dozens of Protestants, and they could not run.
The self-proclaimed **** detective has another set to deal with the devil and Spectre, but in the face of these real personal threats, he can do much less.
Under the eyes of those dozens of eyes, the two stiff steps walked toward the blessing stand. The dark-eyed priest ’s fingers were already placed in the disgusting thing, and they seemed to be ready to impose them. Baptism, he looked at the hesitant Constantine and the frightened Chandler, with a playful smile on his face, said softly,
"Do n’t be nervous, after the baptism, we are real brothers, we will bathe in the dark glory of Dormammu, come on, give soul to Dormammu!"
Chandler ca n’t bear the fear in his heart anymore. He grabbed the arm of Constantine and pulled his old friend towards the door behind him, but was surrounded by a group of cultists and squashed his body, Constantine body Standing stiffly in place, his left hand was already extended into his pocket, and when he took it out, he already had a finger-seal tiger engraved with the scriptures of God.
"Let him go!"
The guy shouted, and the priest gave him a disdainful look, "Yes ... as long as you offer your soul, Constantine, do you think you can hide my lord? Fortunately, the great he needs you now Serve him! "
"Give your soul and become a member of us! Constantine, otherwise you will watch your brother die!"
"No! Don't! John, run! Leave me alone!"
Chandler is really a good old man in his heart. Even in this case, he also wanted to let his old friends leave. They grew up together. Chandler has a cowardly character. Every time, Constantine comes to him, even if He was an adult, he didn't have too many friends, he had a low status, he had a hard time living, but Constantine had never changed his friendship with him.
This is enough to make Chandler die at this moment.
"Let's go! John! Get out! Don't worry about me!"
The roar of Chandler makes Constantine more struggling, because of his infamous character and method of doing things, he is notorious, but Chandler does not care about these, even if he is in danger of being injured, he must use his own stupid methods to help him.
Constantine this time really wanted to help the old friend avoid the coming disaster, but unexpectedly, his bad luck broke out again and fell into this difficult situation.
However, his hesitation did not last long.
"Bang"
The big iron gate of this dim gathering place was kicked from the place by the terrible force, whistling and hitting the unbelieving cultists in the rear, killing 5, 6 on the spot, a bunch of people were injured and miserable The cry and the **** smell turned the already chaotic basement into a hell-like slaughterhouse in an instant.
The rest of the people cast their gazes behind them, Constantine and Chandler did the same, so they saw the dust flying, a tall figure carrying two wooden boxes step by step from the dark stairs Walk into this gathering of evil gods.
He has a silver twisted ghost face, and the eyes under the faceplate glow with a dark red light, like a flame.
The body of Constantine shuddered abruptly, and the unconscious one was about to flee. The left hand of Cyber's stretched out to the back, grabbed a cold thing, and pulled it out without looking at it, pulling the trigger.
"Bang"
Golden flames flying, made of holy silver, bullets engraved with sacred runes flew out of the weird muzzle, traversed a silver-white trajectory in the dark, and accurately hit Constantine ... Unlucky ghost around.
Looking at that guy ’s half of his head was flying in this shot, the warm blood splashed Constantine on his face, fixing the footsteps of the **** detective escape in place, and then he heard that Hoarse and deep voice,
"Just stand there ... Dare to run, just break your leg!"
"Hehe ..."
Constantine touched the blood on his face. His teeth were trembling up and down. Among the people present, he was the only one who knew how terrifying this guy was in front of him. He would rather face Dormammu than face North Korea. He came by Cyber Hawk.
Dormammu as long as his soul, and Cyber ... will take his life away if he fails.
The Cyber carries a quirky spear in his hand. The whole is like an old-fashioned smoothbore gun, but in front of the muzzle, it is made into a cross. The whole is like a piece of gold art, but there The cross and the gun body are engraved with text similar to the "Gospel", which is the magic gun.
It is said that when they appeared 300 years ago, every master would die bizarrely, with a terrible curse, but the lethality of the mysterious creature is amazing, the gun body is cold, it is said that this is the evil spirit and angel who died under this gun Our curse, this gun has a kind of killing feeling lingering. When it is held in the hand of Cyber, the cold murderousness is just coming.
Chandler looked at Cyber with a horrified look. In just a few seconds, at least 7 people died in his hands, but looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, the inner fear of this timid ordinary person was increasing. The less, at least compared with the cultists around me, the Cyber's image is more positive.
"Kill him! Kill this **** who dares to provoke the will of Dormammu!"
The priest seemed to have just awakened from the killing. He screamed, and the cultists around him also rushed towards Cyber, but at the next moment, those eyes turned to look at the first fierce man who threw at him, After 1 second, the entire Han was standing like a pillar of fire, standing in situ, wailing in pain, the fire of **** ignited his sinful soul, and the flame from the inside out The explosive gesture rushed out, and his flesh was roasted in an instant.
This scene terrifies everyone, they are just ordinary people, when have they seen this kind of scene,
"Poop"
Another wooden box hit the ground, and the sound of Cyber's also sounded again,
"10 seconds, no one waits, get out!"