Chapter 276
Cyber finally carried another wooden box and walked out of the messy midnight bar contentedly.
Papa Midnite stroked the scroll in his hand with a painful face. The hunting gun is one of the very best in all his collections. It comes from Saint Grade hundreds of years ago, the soul of the evil spirits. Infiltration, let the gun grow to a terrifying level, go up to pure blood angel, go down to purgatory demon, there is nothing it can't hurt.
But no matter how powerful the hunting magic gun is, it needs to be viewed from the user's level. It is almost a dead object.
"And this baby..."
The black man with a full face picked up the scroll in his hand, his eyes were full of intoxication, "It is the future...it It’s everything!"
Just find a suitable soul, or modify his own soul a bit, he can have the power to make all evil spirits become terror-stricken at the news, this Mephisto personally The written scroll with the real name of the devil is a real high level product. It does not need to be exerted by the Great Demon King himself. It only needs to be signed and the power from the crazy spirit of vengeance and hellfire will actively awaken. .
And the best part is that the entire dark magic world now knows that Mephisto has been locked up...at least 100 years! Not everyone's soul is as special as Cyber, which can carry the full power of the Great Demon King. Similar to people like Midnight, they also have enough ways to protect their souls from being invaded and swallowed by the Demon King.
Yes, just a little bit, "technical" approach is enough.
In short, this deal is fair, really speaking of which, midnight is still a small profit, yes, this is just a deal in midnight, it’s the Ghost Rider contract and the hunting The exchange of guns, as for Constantine's position, was a fringe benefit.
"That crap...hehe."
Midnight rubbing his chin, he smashed the voodoo emblem in his hand, 10 stiff whole bodies, wearing special armor, and one The voodoo suture monster with a miserable white face appeared in the bar, sweeping the surrounding ground under his command, while he sat in a chair very comfortably, with a grinning smile at the corner of his mouth,
" Constantine, good luck, my messy friend."
On the other side, the sneaky Constantine, wearing a long gray trench coat and a hood, is curled up, half-kneeling in a dark, chaotic state. At the back of his basement, beside him, there were dozens of similarly dressed people, kneeling on the ground chanting and chanting.
The recitation is neither a Buddhist scripture nor a prayer of Christ. Listen carefully, there are some noisy depressive sounds in your ears, praising a Dark Space Evil God named Dormammu I don’t know which writer I was looking for wrote the ordination. Not only is it awkward, but it also has serious loopholes in many places.
Especially in the eyes of "professionals" like Constantine, this kind of prayer is completely meaningless. It is simply impossible to connect the dark Evil God Dormammu, but this is also the reason why he came here.
"I said, Constantine, are you sure you have no problem staying here?"
Chas, who also wears a gray hood and wraps his chubby body in a robe .Chandler looked at the ghostly and suspicious scene in front of him with horror. This senior taxi driver always felt like he was being scammed by an old friend next to him. This scene was not normal.
"Shh"
Constantine, who pretended to be chanting but was actually smoking secretly, turned her head and gestured to her only good friend with a finger, and lowered her voice,
"Don’t be silly, Chandler, there must be problems here, but don’t worry about that, Dormammu is coming, and the whole New York will be destroyed. Only here is safe... We will stay here until the disaster is over. Go out."
He patted the shoulders of his timid friend,
"Pretend to be a cultist...understand? It's just a pretense! It doesn't conflict with your beliefs. "
"But, but that Dormammu..."
Chandler is a sincere bishop, and he feels uncomfortable staying here. He reluctantly said, " I don’t think that an Evil God will protect my soul. We already believe in God. How about we go to St. John’s Church?"
"Don’t go there! I told you that, which church do you go to?"
" Anyway, don’t go to St. John’s Church!"
Constantine threw her cigarette butt on the ground, "There is something in St. John’s Church that does not belong to this world! You idiot, I am saving you. You're just an ordinary person, don't worry, don't get involved with them!"
Just two people while speaking, this long and boring prayer finally came to the end, the one standing on the high platform Yes, wearing a weird black robe, the "priest" holding a bone staff in his hands spread his hands, shouting like a madman,
"Ah, Dormammu, the one who controls darkness and time Supreme God, give your endless time to us, to your sincere believers, we pray with our souls and flesh and blood, and dedicate our will to you, please come to this unclean world and purify the world with darkness, unbelief Your people will fall into darkness, and the faithful will have eternal life!"
"Sing to you, the great Dormammu!"
He lifts the head, the hood slips off slightly, Constantine His gaze widened in this brief moment. He saw the dark, dry skin around the priest's eyes. He turned his head and cursed,
"Damn! This is a true believer! He got the power of Dormammu The blessing guy...Aiya, things are a little bit troublesome."
"What's going on?"
The frightened Chandler couldn't help but wrap his gray hood tightly. , It seems that this can bring him a touch of warmth, and he looks at himself nervously His old friend, he knows that Constantine is a little weird, in terms of mysticism, he is an out-and-out Master.
"It’s nothing...it might be a bit bad for me."
He put a golden coin into Chandler’s hand, emphasized his tone, "Go for a while." baptism", hold it tight! It can protect your soul from being corrupted by the Evil God, hell, Dormammu seems to be playing for real."
"Come on, believers, let us Welcome two new friends!"
The bone stick in the hand of the mad priest pointed towards Constantine and Chandler who were shrinking behind, so the believers all gave way to the two "new friends". One way, in front of the priest, there was a wooden basin, but inside it was not holy water, but a black, slimy, disgusting liquid.
"Come on, come and receive the blessing of the great god Dormammu!"
The voice fell in Constantine and Chandler's ears like a spell for life, and the most terrible thing is , Surrounded by dozens of Protestants, they couldn't even run.
The self-proclaimed Hell Detective has another way to deal with the Devil and Spectre, but in the face of these real threats, he can do much less.
Under the gaze of those dozens of pairs of eyes, the two walked stiffly towards the blessing table. The dark-eyed priest’s fingers have been placed in the basin of disgusting things, as if Preparing to impose baptism on them, he looked at Constantine with hesitation and Chandler in horror, with a playful smile on his face, and said softly,
"Don’t be nervous, after applying baptism, we are the real brother. Now, we will be bathed in the dark glory of Dormammu, come on, give your soul to Dormammu!"
Chandler could no longer resist the fear in his heart. He grabbed Constantine’s arm and was about to pull His old friend rushed to the door behind him, but was surrounded by a group of cultists and pressed his body firmly. Constantine stood stiffly on the spot, his left hand was already in his pocket, and when he took it out, his hand was already covered. A finger tiger engraved with God's scriptures.
"Let him go!"
This guy yelled, and the priest glanced at him disdainfully, "Yes... as long as you give your soul, Constantine, you thought Can you hide this from my lord? Fortunately, the great he needs you to serve him now!"
"Dedicate your soul and become one of us! Constantine, otherwise I will just watch your brother Go to hell!"
"no! Don’t! John, run! Leave me alone!"
Chandler is a real good man in his heart, even in this case, he Thinking of wanting his old friend to leave, they grew up together. Chandler has a cowardly personality. Constantine always leads him. Even if he is an adult, he doesn't have many friends. He has a low status and has a hard life, but Constantine has always The friendship with him has not changed.
This is enough to make Chandler out of life and death at this moment.
"Go! John! Get out! Leave me alone!"
Chandler's roar made Constantine more struggling, because of his character and way of doing things, he is notorious, but Chandler is Don't care about these, even if you risk being hurt, you have to use your own stupid methods to help him.
Constantine this time really wanted to help the old friend escape the coming disaster, but didn't expect that his bad luck broke out again and fell into this difficult situation now.
But his hesitation did not last long.
"peng"
The big iron gate of this dim meeting place was kicked from the spot by the terrifying force, and slammed on the unprepared cultists behind, on the spot. Five or six were killed and a bunch of people were injured. The screams and the smell of blood turned the already chaotic basement into a hell-like abattoir on earth.
The rest of the people swept their gazes behind them. Constantine and Chandler did the same, so they saw a tall silhouette with two wooden boxes on the back in the dust. Step by step in the stairs, walk into this Evil God party.
He carried a silver twisted ghost face, and his eyes under the visor flashed with dark red rays of light, beating in the dark like a flame.
Constantine's body shook violently, and the subconsciously was about to flee, Cyber's stretched out his left hand to his back, holding a cold object, pulling it out, without looking, and pulling the trigger .
"peng"
The golden flames are flying, made of holy silver, and the bullets engraved with holy rune flew out of the weird muzzle, and struck a silver in the darkness. White's trajectory accurately hit Constantine... the unlucky ghost around him.
Seeing that most of the guy’s head was lifted off in this shot, the warm blood splashed Constantine’s face and fixed the Hell’s detective's escape footsteps in place, and then he I heard the hoarse and low voice,
"Stand there... if you dare to run, I will break your leg!"
"hehe..."
p>Constantine touched the blood on his face. His teeth were shaking up and down. Among the people present, he was the only one who knew how terrifying this guy was. He would rather face Dormammu than he would. Face the Cyber Hawk walking towards him.
Dormammu only needs his soul, and Cyber...it will take away his life if he fails.
Cyber is holding a weird long spear in his hand. The whole looks like an old-fashioned musket, but in front of the muzzle, it is made into a cross, which looks like a piece of gold art. However, the cross and the gun body are engraved with words similar to the "Gospel". This is the hunting gun.
It is said that it appeared 300 years ago, every owner will die bizarrely, entwined with terrifying curse, but the lethality to mysterious creatures is amazing, the body of the gun is cold, it is said that he died under this gun The curse of evil spirits and angels, this gun has a kind of murderous feeling lingering as a whole, when it is held in Cyber's hands, the cold murderous aura is simply assaults the senses.
Chandler looked at Cyber with a look of horror. In just a few seconds, at least 7 people died in his hands, but he looked at the silhouette that was getting closer, the timid ordinary person’s heart The fear is getting less and less, at least compared with the cultists around, Cyber's image is much more positive.
"Kill him! Kill this bastard who dared to provoke Dormammu's will!"
The priest seemed to have just awakened from this killing. He screamed, surrounding cultists I also moved towards Cyber, but at the next moment, those eyes turned and looked towards the fierce man who threw at him first. After 1 second, the man was standing in place like a ignited pillar of fire. , Wailing in pain, the fire of hell ignited his sinful soul, and the flames from the inside out burst out in an explosive manner, roasting his flesh and blood in an instant.
This scene frightened everyone. They are just ordinary persons. When have they seen this scene?
"Hmm"
Another one The wooden box hit the ground and Cyber's voice reverberated.
"Only 10 seconds, no one is waiting, get out!"