Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path: 7. Meet the “old friends” — add more for the brothers who are rewarding [1/20]
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The weather in New York is generally stable, but occasionally weird things can happen.
For example, the sun is still shining brightly in the daytime, but at night, it was raining ghosts, and in less than 5 minutes, it turned into a downpour. It was a ghost.
"What the **** is the weather!"
Constantine came down from the taxi, gestured his **** toward the sky fiercely, and then walked towards the cathedral ahead in the rain.
St. John Cathedral is one of the first churches to be established in the United States. It is the headquarters of Catholicism in New York. After more than 200 years of construction, this place, which originally had only one prayer room, has become the largest in the entire United States. One of the churches, uh, sounds familiar, right? Yes, the construction process of St. Michael Cathedral in Houston is also an almost identical routine.
The place is now completely destroyed. The burning of the magic flame and the fire of **** has changed the atmosphere there. Anything can be done there, but it ’s impossible to build the mysterious side of the church alone, it will Reject everything related to the mysterious side, that is to say, that place has been completely destroyed.
"Bang"
The heavy Redwood gate was pushed open by Constantine. He walked into the church with his body wet, but was stopped by a priest in black. He looked very young, but he was very mature but the whole person exuded a precipitate The taste is very polite and easy to accept.
"Mr. Constantine, your coat ..."
Constantine glanced at the clothes that were dripping from the cuffs, and then at the priest. He took a deep breath, his fingers made a weird posture, the temperature on the surface of the body rose quickly, and soon dried up Clothes, he reached out and pushed away the priest rudely,
"Do n’t worry, angel, I will only stay here for a short time, and ... you know who I am looking for! So do n’t stop me ..."
After finishing, he strode toward the depths of the church where thousands of candles were lit. At this time, few people came to pray, and the whole church appeared very empty, placed in front of the red carpet, With three sofas and a quaint fireplace, there is a blazing flame in it, which can bring some warmth to the church at this cold time.
And with the fire shining, the figures of the people around the fireplace are illuminated more brightly, um ... just a little twisted.
A well-dressed woman is sitting in the chair, opposite her, is a middle-aged man with short hair, fat, gray hair, and a pair of soft eyes full of calm and kindness, see what he wears The dress, obviously also a priest, was talking to this lady.
"Father, I ’m sure to let Isabel be buried in a Catholic ceremony!"
The woman ’s voice sounds hoarse, but there is a special kind of stubbornness and determination. "She was a sincere believer during her lifetime. This is the last kindness to her. I insist on this!"
The priest across from her seemed a little embarrassed, he said softly,
"Angela, I can understand your thoughts, but ... Isabel is suicide, which is not in line with the doctrine, I cannot ..."
"Father!"
The woman named Angela interrupted the priest aloud, she said aloud, "No! Isabel is not suicide! My sister will not commit suicide! I will check it out, give me some time, I cannot allow my sister Bury without being blessed ... how do you let her return to the Lord's arms? "
"Angela! Be calm!"
The priest said aloud, "Child, do n’t let anger and regret torment your mind. Isabel suffers from severe depression. Surveillance also proves that she jumped from the top of the hospital. Do n’t cling, you will only Pain yourself! I almost watched your sisters grow up, but whenever there is a little possibility, I will not let Isabel suffer such pain, but ... child, the ceremony is just a joke to believers in Fan, but for For us sincere believers, that is a very serious matter. "
The atmosphere of the conversation between the two became dull in a moment, until the third voice joined it,
"Okay, David, you are always so serious ... She is just a child, look at her eyes, it is a confused and painful look, we have seen countless times like this ..."
It was a woman ’s voice, which was so soft and calm that people could n’t help but be curious. Even Angela, who was controlled by strong emotions, could n’t help but raise his head and watched the one who had been silently sitting on the sofa The woman listening to them talked with short blond hair, very beautifully decorated, leaning to the right and combing into a wave.
Then the thin cheeks, with a special neutral beauty, and those eyes, looked at Angela with a high tolerance, but this height of the top view did not make her feel disgusted, on the contrary, she She even felt that this person should be like this, she should be such a person, such temperament is in line with her identity, although Angela himself does not know who this person is.
But she is wearing a men ’s suit, blue plaid, and a tie. This gender and clothing difference makes people curious, and also makes her feel a heroic feeling, just like Like a female general who fought in armor in ancient times, she is heroic.
"Okay, David, look at this child ’s sincere prayer, and give her some time."
She reached out and touched the cheeks of Angela and wiped off some tears for her,
"You are very miserable, boy, I can feel that even if it is not just your sister's experience, come and tell me, tell me if you are at a loss inside."
When I heard this voice, Angela was in a trance. She could feel a kind of appeal. There was a voice in as if's heart telling her, say it, say it all, and the next moment, she said,
"My name is Angela, Angela.Dodson, and I ’m a detective from the New York Police Department. My colleague has been a policeman for 20 years, and I have n’t fired a single shot, but this is only my third year as a policeman. I have killed Five criminals died. I did n’t even see their faces. I just pulled the trigger. It ’s not easy to take the taste of life. I ... I do n’t know if I was cursed. Why do I always encounter Bad guy? "
"So you plan to use your faith to fight against sin? Stop it ... that thing can't save you!"
A scornful voice interrupted Angela ’s complaint. She turned her head and saw a man in a long black trench coat with a crooked tie and a decadent face on his face walking towards them , There is a lit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, he looked at Angela, no, at the woman behind Angela, he took a deep breath,
"At your call, I ’m here, Gabriel ..."
"You are ..."
Angela asked subconsciously, but was pulled up by Father David,
"Come with me, boy, let's talk about the funeral of Isabel."
Soon, only Constantine and the woman sitting on the sofa who did n’t move at all were left in place. Constantine called her "Gabriel". This is not an ordinary name. In fact, it is a scorching angel representing wisdom. The name, and among the believers, few people named it.
This represents a respect.
In the eyes of Constantine, a pair of huge wings spread out behind Gabriel in front of her, flapping slightly in the air, very in line with her identity, she looked at Constantine,
"You are finally here, you know, many people are very concerned about you."
"Why? Why should they follow me?"
Constantine sits on the sofa unassumingly, tilts its legs, and smokes, "Why are you paying attention to me?"
Gabriel pouted,
"I can tell you that God is paying attention to the lost lamb, but it seems too false to say that, isn't it? ... Let's go straight to the topic, Constantine, why are you coming to me? Pray for me together Do you get a chance to go to heaven? "
She glanced at Constantine, there is a trace of pity in those beautiful eyes,
"You and I know that you are running out of time."
“I ’m here to ask about the soul of Cheryl, what do you and your God need me to do for you? In order to truly free her soul suffering in hell?”
Constantine pressed the cigarette in his hand on the expensive table in front of him, he whispered,
"My soul will worry me, and **** is more suitable for me than heaven. Of course, if I have to make a choice, then I do n’t want to go anywhere!"
Gabriel shook his head, picked up a cup of hot tea, and said softly,
“Cheryl Constantine ’s soul suffered in **** because you lied to her, she resented you and did not want to go to heaven, as for you, I think you should know better than anyone, you have wasted all your opportunities, you do n’t need Covered up in front of me, Constantine, I will not be deceived by you, your reputation is very bad in this respect ... "
"Why?"
Constantine smiled, "Because I went to church less? Because I prayed not sincerely? Because I did n’t give you ten dollars in the shit-like blessing box? Do you know? Gabriel, in my eyes Here, you are like a **** of high self-esteem! You are not even as good as the demon I have dealt with before, he at least knows fair exchange! "
"You!"
Constantine reached out to Gabriel and pointed to the statue of Christ above her head,
"And he! You will only tell me, let me sacrifice myself to be redeemed ... I do n’t want your salvation, I ’m not here to pray for you, I ’m here to tell you, if you do n’t plan to Play with me, then I will use my own means to play with you! The big deal attracts Ancient One, everyone will die together! "
He pointed to his chest and shouted excitedly,
"I have advanced lung cancer. The doctor said that I ca n’t live for more than 1 year. Do you think people like me are afraid of death?"
Gabriel did not speak, just looked at the excited expression of Constantine, and finally, she sighed and put down her teacup,
"But you and I all know that death is just the beginning ... you will die because you smoked 30 cigarettes a day from the age of fifteen, you will go to **** because you chose to live this life, It ’s different, John, it ’s never the same! "
Gabriel stood up and adjusted his tie, his neutral face showed professional compassion,
"Your life is your own choice, including all the misfortunes encountered by your sister are also caused by your own hands, so I must give you an answer, I will say, you are not saved, the child, she also Not saved. "
The saint-like expression said something colder and harsher than the executioner. This sentence angered Constantine. He reached out and took out the Book of Solomon from his arms. When he saw the finger of Constantine pressed on the page of the book At that time, the expression of Gabriel changed slightly,
"That's ... wait!"
"Bang"
The red door of the church behind everyone was shattered by a deafening sound, sawdust flew across, a large hole appeared on the wooden door, and they were thrown out together, and there was a body with most of its brains blasted away. It was the young priest who blocked Constantine just now, a figure carrying a wooden box carrying sunglasses came in from that big hole, he carried a golden hand in his left hand, engraved with a sacred rune, and made a cross in front. Vintage smoothbore gun.
At the moment of seeing this person, Constantine no longer has the demeanor of just talking and laughing with Gabriel, grabbing the book and rushing deeper into the church, the next moment, the sound of Cyber's sounded in the church,
"Run again ... I will break your leg!"
"Stay obediently, Constantine, we will talk about you and that book later, I will tonight ... not to come to you!"
He took off his sunglasses, and his eyes had turned into dark red, with a ring of magma-like flame beating, he looked at Gabriel, and then looked at the middle-aged priest and the surprised ordinary Chick.
His mouth showed a satisfied smile, and the hunting rifle in his hand flicked like a magic, instantly turning into a quaint sandal wood fan in his hand.
"Hah, it ’s so good ... It seems that I came at the right time, Seraph Gabriel, Light Lord Michael ... the people who should be there are, this is great!"