Chapter 440
Night.
A rain curtain covers the city of angels.
After a busy day dealing with Isabella’s burial, Angela is very anxious at the moment.
We should have adopted the ceremony of the bishop’s specifications.
Because of the unforgivable sin, no pastor or church is willing to break the rules of ascending to heaven and preside over the funeral for Isabella.
Bearing the rain.
Get off the taxi.
Trotting all the way, following a man in front, into the church.
About who should talk to the priest first.
The two had a dispute.
Angela, who was in grief and anxiety, realized that the man beside him seemed to be the rude person who deliberately teased her in the elevator when she left the hospital in the morning.
"...It looks like you are so rude everywhere."
Constantine glanced at her.
The trainee priest looked back, and the priest’s conversation in front of the fireplace was over, so let the road go.
The two walked quickly over.
The difference is.
Angela went to find the priest of this church.
Pray that he can preside over Isabella’s funeral.
What Constantine is looking for is the true body of the half-blood angel Gabriel who is clearly understood in the world.
I hope that he can exercise power on behalf of God, leaving him more time to redeem his sins and avoid falling into hell after death, which will never be restored.
Perhaps.
Some things are just as negotiated.
After the priest refused Angela again, the detective fell into helpless despair and anger.
In Constantine's request to no avail, he began to breathe fragrance into Gabriel's real body.
A loud noise.
In this solemn place, there was a sudden sound.
Everyone in the church looked towards the door, and saw a man in a trench coat, holding a cigarette, with a cold and fierce face, appeared in their sight.
Young priest internship.
When did you ever see a mob forcibly breaking into a church?
Stunned for a moment.
Looking back at the teacher he was studying with, he walked quickly to meet him, and said in a hurry, "The church is a sacred place!
You are not welcome here.
Please..."
Go to the stranger.
The words are not finished.
The opponent reached out and pushed him away, striding forward.
At the same time, indifferent voices echoed continuously in the empty church.
"Go tell your god."
Step on the rain shoes, leaving dirty footprints on the clean red carpet of the church.
Cole takes a deep breath of cigarette.
Pinch out the cigarette butts with bare hands.
Throw it on the ground.
The aggressive posture is like a debt collector who may be violent and hurt at any time.
Stop in front of the fireplace.
Ignore Gabriel’s menacing gaze.
Cole took a look at Constantine and said separately, "renowned John Constantine, it seems that you have had a hard time recently."
Constantin sits on the sofa.
took a deep breath, lifts the head, raised an eyebrow, and responded in a rogue tone, "No thanks, Cole."
Obviously.
He knows very well.
Five years ago, Satan used some strange means to connect him and Cole's life together.
Now.
Because of his lung cancer, he has already begun to jump around the gate of hell. The life of this demon-hunter must have been difficult.
Angela standing in the distance, behind a row of bookshelves.
Frowning at Cole who broke into the church.
Although he had already experienced his disrespect to God in DemonBBQ before, now he kicked open the door of the church.
Then put on the attitude of Xingshi's questioning and forcibly broke in.
Is he really not afraid of going to hell after death?
But because of the towering structure of the church, it was difficult for Angela to hear what they were talking about.
A touch of golden flashed through the depths of Gabriel’s pupils, looked towards Cole with his hand, and said in a low voice, "You are here to seek the answer, child.
Everyone There is a mission given to him by God, your..."
Cole interrupted its neutral voice, indifferently said, "Put away your divine stick tone, Gabriel, there is a devil trying to pass humanity The soul of man has come to the world.
How do you explain this kind of thing?"
Constantine interjected, "So...you also met?"
After a while of silence.
Gabriel gave a gentle smile, took a step back, and stepped back to the fireplace.
Turn around.
The huge angel wings spread out behind it.
"I have always believed that you are the son of angels and devil, Cole.
Behind the powerful force is your destiny and mission that you cannot escape. You have to believe in your intuition and work hard. Explore, you will always find the truth of the matter."
Speaking of which.
It turned its head to Cole slightly smiled, relieved, "I believe in you."
Change to another loyal believer.
Gabriel’s unique affinity as an angel is highly praised.
Most will fall into its recognition and praise.
It's a pity.
Standing in front of it was a guy who never believed in God and despised heaven and hell.
Cole indifferently said, "Heaven and hell are always striving for balance. Gabriel, as the substitute of God’s power in the world, if hell actively breaks the rules.
Hell should be Something to do.
Unless..."
Constantine took out a cigarette with a frustrated expression of'I have begun to smash', frowned, "Unless there is an angel Fallen.
Is that right?
You are a mixed-race bastard."
Gabriel’s voice is still peaceful, and he whispered, "Father is for everyone The destiny of the arrangement is unimaginable, and you are not qualified to make a jump on whether the two balances are broken.
Moreover.
Asserting the existence of fallen angels without authorization is blasphemy. "
The voice fell.
The time in the church stopped suddenly.
Gabriel turned around.
Staring at Cole's eyes, showing a trace of sullenness, he raised his right hand and said, "The blasphemer will never set foot in the sacred place, Cole Walker."
The voice fell.
The power of the spirit of speech has turned into an unstoppable terrifying force for mortals.
Bumped into Cole's chest.
He arrogantly pushed him out of the church.
Bang——
The door of the church closed with a heavy sound.
This declares that a certain demon-hunter shall never set foot on the rules here.
Done all this.
Gabriel glanced at Angela deeply, then warned Constantine, saying, "You will die an untimely death because you started smoking 30 cigarettes every day when you were fifteen. , Because of your living habits.
You will definitely fall into hell after you die.
If you go to heaven for the truth, in addition to being involved in faith, sacrificing these clichés, please don’t talk to A blasphemer is involved."
Constantin smiled and stood up.
Before leaving, I asked, "Are you serious about what you just said? That bastard demon-hunter is really the son of an angel and a devil?"
Gabriel remained mysterious Smiling, replied, "Who knows."
Obviously.
This is just wishful thinking.
I deliberately wanted to give Cole a mission that shouldn’t exist, as it said to Constantine: I can show you how the shepherd makes the most capricious flock Obediently obedient.
This is not a dark world, and Cole is not a Nephitian with a powerful hand.