Chapter 316
"So, you didn't disappoint me in the end, ha..."
A low voice came from Constantine of Chaos, filling him The tormented mind became a little clearer. His right side was cold and his left side was hot, as if he was holding an oversized stove. The scorching temperature spread from the palm of his hand and jumped up along his arm.
It was like holding an oversized black hole in his hand, constantly devouring his energy and attention, making it very difficult for him to maintain his own will.
It’s like a special state of imprisoned thinking. In fact, after contacting the Spear of Destiny in his hand, Constantine’s observation of what’s happening outside is in a special state, like It is Cyber who once experienced the feeling of the spiritual cage of Professor Charles.
The inner soul and the outer body are separated in a compulsory way. The whole person is like playing a role-playing game with a bad experience. The role played is the real self. What's terrible is that the current Constantine seems to be hosted by the system, and can only watch his body make actions.
It's hard to give orders to your body anymore.
"Heh...you are a knife, and I am meat. You can cut it as you like."
Constantine blinked hard. "If you want to mock, please mock me. I have lost a mess, I can do anything, as long as you don’t forget to promise me."
"This is natural..."
The voice sounded again. , "Cheryl’s soul and spirit will accompany the son of darkness to travel through dimensions, how about it? Would you like me to give the poor girl a special opportunity to let her ascend to heaven? You don’t know, she suffered in hell. What's all the crime..."
"no! No need!"
Constantine waved hard and obscurely, "No need, I just ask her to rest... That heaven is not prepared for a pitiful person like her, and I don’t want her to become a carrier who has lost her self-awareness and only has a sacred body. That is simply not heaven, it is just another hell."
"Hahaha, this is probably the most fun and ironic joke I have heard in the past 100 years. You have a deep understanding of heaven, but obviously, you still have some prejudices against hell. "
The voice became cheerful, "Tell me, Constantine, is it really because of love that you are willing to give everything for her? Or, you just want to redeem your sins. To be honest, hell There are a lot of your old acquaintances waiting for you, your soul is very popular recently."
"When you finally go to prison, you find that most of your inmates were given away by you. Go in, ha, so this is the real despair."
Two voices while speaking, the ceremony of the followers of the children of darkness in front of them has reached the end, and Isabel’s body was completely sunk The water where she died, at the bottom of Cyan's pool, is a complex summon array full of various shapes and patterns, which is too fancy.
Perfectly in line with Mammon's desire to degenerate character in the Dark Portal.
Water is the Source of Life, but on the magic side, water will be regarded as the best medium for transportation in other dimensions. The oldest Spiritual God in the legend is born out of water. As far as Constantine is concerned, Exorcist like him has a lot of ceremony that needs to be carried out through water.
It's more like a channel.
The moment Isabel’s body touched the array, a purple black rays of light lit up at the center of the array, quickly spreading across the array, like a series of lights being lit , And then escaped strange gas, which quickly contaminated the entire pool water into a piece of black.
It's like in the undulating sea. In this small swimming pool, bursts of swelling water burst out, and the dark rays of light beat more violently, even in this The brief moment suppressed the lights in the entire basement and made them shine, adding a bit of weirdness to the scene of the ceremony.
In the deeper and deeper darkness, a touch of white dress is more and more conspicuous, and the water changes its shape, like a group of ghosts that have turned into crying. They use water to form their bodies. , Raise Isarabe little by little from the bottom of the water, and lift it from the surface of the water.
This girl who has lost her life, even her soul was taken to the underworld in this brief moment, she was given another state of existence by the stronger darkness, her breathing was restored and stiff 'S hands began to wave, as if the soul returned to the body again.
This is natural, because leaning over is impossible to happen to a corpse. This is why the mages have never paid attention to the Isabel incident before. The body that has lost its life has no spirit and cannot As a carrier, Mammon captures this blind zone of thinking.
Is Isabel really dead?
Yes, from the material level, she is really dead, but from the soul level, she does not die in the full sense. If you have to describe it, it's like a lighted candle. When it is placed in the air with very little oxygen, it will slowly go out. When the last fire star is beating, as long as it is put back into normal air, it can burn again.
So when the soul imprisoned in hell was sent back, she lived again, but believe me... this is definitely not a blessing.
"peng"
Isabel's body was thrown beside the pool. The pain of the impact caused the girl in this soul to groan in pain, and she opened her eyes with difficulty. The face very similar to Angela, with a pair of different gray eyes, she looked at all around with trepidation. In those eyes that were born to see evil spirits, around this pool were almost full of howling Wraith. .
They circled her, they tried frantically to reach out and grab her and hurt her, but they couldn't succeed. There was dark power lingering in her body.
A stiff silhouette walked out of the darkness, holding a dark golden dagger-like tip, in the dim rays of light, step by step moved towards her, Isabel She felt fear instinctively. She wore the dress for the corpse, and she was soggy all over, backing hard, her pale face full of fear.
She looked at Constantine's indifferent and decadent face and those calm eyes. She tremblingly asked,
"Who are you! What are you going to do?"
"Complete ceremony!"
Constantine spit out a word coldly, and a faint rays of light flashed in his eyes, "Cry to your heart's content, scream to your heart's content, to your heart's content. Call for help, and then offer everything for the coming of the Son of Darkness."
He stretched out his free right hand, grabbed Isabel’s wet hair, and dragged her by the pool, moved towards the darkness. As he walked, Isabel's body struggled wildly, but could not stop the step that was slowly dragged into the abyss.
"no! No! Sister! Angela, come and save me! Come! Please..."
"weng"
Angela, who is staying in the Sanctuary in New York, is calmly under the guidance of Santas, making bullets with melted holy silver. To be a good enough exorcist, these are just the most basic knowledge, but Angela’s bullets and other exorcist’s Not the same.
She silently used the knife in her hand to cut open the bullet of the reloaded Holy Silver Bullet and carved it into a cross shape. This action made Cyber, who was sitting on the side, satisfied and nodded.
In order to increase the lethality of this ancient composite bullet, it is filled with a little lead. What Angela is doing is to let the lead inside the bullet leak out, so that it will hit its prey. At that time, the warhead immediately expanded, shattered, enlarged the wound area, and made a bullet even more deadly.
Let’s put it this way, when the body is hit by such a bullet, 10 people, at most only 1 person can survive. The same is true for the evil spirits and the Holy Spirit. After getting down, the exorcists have 100 ways to kill them.
This cruel bullet modification technique has long been banned internationally. Obviously, Angela's transformation is faster, more ruthless, and crazier than Cyber imagined.
In Cyber's eyes, this girl is like a pile of firewood that has been ignited, like the Kevin of the year, either destroying her opponent, destroying her enemy, or destroying herself.
"But only this kind of you...is the most beautiful..."
Cyber squinted, admiring an ordinary person moved towards a colder abyss sliding down, That step by step fell into the dark, this kind of drama...he would not get tired of watching it ten thousand times.
"Um..."
Angela pushed a magazine full of holy silver bullets into the barrel and pulled off the insurance. But at this brief moment, her Her expression suddenly changed and she fell to the ground while clutching her heart. Santas was shocked and tried to help her up, but was pushed away by Angela. The girl struggled on the ground and crawled forward. Finally, gasping for breath Lying at the feet of Cyber.
She looked up at Cyber, with cold sweat on her forehead, a trace of ecstasy, a trace of shock, and a trace of prayer,
"I feel her! Isabel...mine... Younger sister, she came alive, she begged me to save her in spirit! I could feel, just like when I was a child, the induction between twins, she was begging me to save her! Never felt so strong... "
"en?"
Cyber's eyes narrowed, "Where is she?"
"East! Just east!"
Angela reached out and grabbed Cyber's legs and feet, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, "Help me! Help me! I'll give you whatever you want! Help me save my younger sister !"
Cyber looked at the finger that grabbed his clothes and the blue veins on that finger. He leaned down and stretched out Angela’s fingers one by one, and whispered Say,
"Girl...you still haven't learned, people, you have to rely on yourself..."
He looked at Angela's desperate eyes,
"Painful? Watching your loved ones fall into desperation, but you are powerless?"
"Remember this feeling, girl...this feeling is called shame, called a coward, called Weak...This is the feeling of the weak. I will help you, but only this time."
He sat in a chair, put his hands on the armrests, and slowly took it out of his arms. Silver's visor,
"What I want is very simple, even for you it is not worth mentioning..."
"What do you want! I will give it to you! "
"I want...your loyalty, your...soul!"
Angela stood up, grabbed the rune dagger on her waist, and used The sharp sword slashed a few times on the arm, and the blood was wanton. Although not vivid, it can still be seen that it is a small devil, a tattoo that has already made people become terror-stricken at the news in Gotham.
Cyber glanced at the bloody imprint, he took out the handkerchief from his pocket and covered it on the arm,
"For a girl like you, this thing is too ugly Now, let’s change one another day."
He buckled his faceplate and strode out of the sanctuary. Angela, who was holding his arm, and Santas wearing a warrior helmet, followed him quickly. Disappeared into the night.
Hognes and Strange have been standing on the second floor. After watching this scene completely, Strange felt cold all over. He had never seen a Cyber like that, and Hognes was holding himself in his mouth. His white ivory pipe, he touched his beard and glanced at Strange.
"Now you understand what your friend is?"
Old Master hehe smiled, with his left hand A lightly shot in the air, the Fire Crystal Staff appeared in his hand, "You thought he was a hero, you think he is a trustworthy person, and you said he will let everyone give him a heavy responsibility in a critical moment."
"I admit that what you said may be right... But now, you see his inside, and I heard that Ancient One once wanted to restrain him? Well... it was a wise choice, but Ancient One ultimately failed."
"Cyber Hawk, he is a...the devil on the earth, and he enjoys the moment of being a devil."
The old mage strode down the stairs with his staff, and when the teleportation technique could not be used, he would have to ride in a car to get there.
"Stay away from him, Strange. Don’t stand on his opposite side. It will be the most dangerous enemy, but he will also eat you without leaving any bones."