In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1504: C: Twilight event (10)

Azazel finally took Constantine back to his palace, and Constantine met Lucifer there.

"I thought you didn't care about **** at all."

Constantine sat on the ground with his back leaning on the pillar in the center of the palace, Azazel stood beside the throne, and Lucifer stood in the center of the hall.

"If it's just the demon kings starting the war, I don't care about it, but don't tell me you didn't notice that the angels started to move again."

Lucifer started pacing in the center of the throne hall, with a rare heaviness in his tone.

"About a few days ago, some uninvited guests visited my new bar in Seaside City. They are not ordinary humans, but their disguise almost fooled me."

Constantine, who was leaning on the pillar relaxed, frowned slightly, Lucifer sighed softly and said: "I sold the bar in Los Angeles and came to Seaside City, almost no one in the magic world knows , For several months, only ordinary people have come here to consume."

"When those people entered the bar, I didn't find any trace of energy on them, so I naturally thought they were just ordinary customers, until the experienced local bartender I hired told me that their There is something wrong with the expression and movement."

"The bartender thought they were thieves, but I found out that they might come from the church and belong to the group of angels."

Lucifer stopped, crossed his arms with both hands, frowned and said: "Generally speaking, there will be obvious traces of the power of faith on the pastor or bishop of the church, and I can smell it a few kilometers away. I felt that bad smell, but there were no traces on the few people that day."

"It must be Gabriel's handwriting." Azazel snorted coldly, leaning against the side of the throne and said: "That feathered chicken is the best at this kind of method, and this is why Hell has never done it since a long time ago." The reason for accepting fallen angels——Gabriel even sent his men to **** to obtain information.”

Lucifer raised his eyebrows and said: "Michael and I both know that heaven and **** are ruled by God, and we are not really enemies. Betrayal comes at a high price, and both God and Michael knew that, but Gabriel didn't."

"For many years, only he has been seriously insisting on fighting hell, and he believes that this is a means for him to gain glory in heaven. He feels that Michael has been appreciated by God through the battle of falling into heaven, so he has always wanted to launch The second battle of Fallen Heaven, reproduces the path of glory that Michael once walked."

Speaking of which, Lucifer sighed deeply, as if he was lamenting Gabriel's IQ, he shook his head slightly and said: "Perhaps he is the only one in heaven who thinks that God is completely just, thinks As long as you do well, you can gain affection and status."

"But the fact is completely opposite." Azazel walked down the steps of the throne hall, and said: "God will give status to whomever he likes, not whoever has status can get God's favor."

Konstantin sneered and said, "Are there not many fools like this in heaven? Cain thought that he could gain God's favor by offering good sacrifices, but in fact God liked him because God liked Abel." sacrifice."

"God is never fair." Lucifer lowered his eyes and continued, "Just like every parent in this world, but Gabriel doesn't understand this."

"To stir up the contradiction between heaven and **** is Gabriel's way to gain status for himself. I don't care what **** will become, but I can't tolerate this idiot disturbing my life like a fly."

"So you came to me." Constantine sighed, put one hand on his curled up knee, and said: "Because His Majesty the great Satan insists on his own identity, he is unwilling to be the last among the archangels." Gabriel personally cares about it, so you want me to disgust him."

"Just like you have always done." Lucifer walked up to Constantine, reached out to help him up, and said, "You are very troublesome for demons and angels, and this time you will not Exception, isn't it?"

"Schiller left your soul in **** and tortured you, but I can release you and let you do something else during this time, he won't find out, how about it?"

Lucifer handed Constantine a cigarette, and Constantine lit it and put it in his mouth, took a deep breath, exhaled the smoke and said, "Torture me first, then let me go, as a reward Grace, so that I can do things for you obediently..."

Konstantin walked up to Lucifer, spit a puff of smoke in his face, and said, "Lucifer, have you been away from **** for too long, so you haven't kept up with the trend of technological innovation of demons and deceiving people?" ? Such an old-fashioned method is still used?"

With a sound of "huh", Lucifer spread his wings on one side and patted Constantine to the ground. He lowered his eyes and looked down at Constantine and said, "You know, it was Schiller who threw you to the ground." Here, the demons are just avenging you for playing with them, and I forgive you."

"You are wrong." Konstantin turned over and lay flat on the ground, took another puff of cigarette and said, "I deeply regret my past inappropriate behavior, and intend to use my pain to appease all victims I don’t need you to save me, get out of here.”

Lucifer took a deep breath, and Azazel walked up quickly, looked at Constantine and said, "Constantine, are you crazy? Do you want to continue to suffer in hell? ?”

"You're right, that's what I thought."

Lucifer folded his wings again. He walked to Constantine's side, half-kneeled down and looked at him and said, "John, what are you crazy about? I can't invite you as a friend." Can you help?"

And Constantine lay on the ground on his back, closed his eyes, and muttered in his mouth: "If it wasn't hopeless, no one would count on me. I am disgusted and curious, and I am afraid and fascinated. I always appear in front of others." The moment of despair is because they would never think of me unless they were desperate, this is the curse they gave me..."

Lucifer first widened his eyes, then covered them and said, "It's over, another crazy one! I knew that everyone who was close to Schiller would have such a day..."

Kneeling in silence for a while, Lucifer stood up, turned to Azazel and said, "Don't count on Constantine, go and find out what Gabriel is doing now."

"Your Majesty, you acquiesced in our collective breach of the contract just to catch Gabriel, but the group of people from the Archmage League have already planned to renegotiate with us, and my agent has not heard anything about Gabriel. News, is he really planning to give up the chance to control the magic world?"

"It's better not like this." Lucifer and Azazel walked out of the palace together, and he said as he walked, "That proves that his plans are very big, not even in the human world."

"Can he still invade hell?"

"He has always wanted to do this, arouse our anger, and force us to launch a second war. If you can't let him succeed, find his location first, and let the agent go to my bar to find me as soon as there is news. "

The noon in Plymouth is still a bit gloomy, the clouds are very low, as if water can be wrung out at any time, the rain clouds that have accumulated for a long time are finally overwhelmed, and when the bean-sized rain falls, the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry Wrapping his coat tightly, he hurried towards his destination.

Wearing a red hood, Schiller walked down the stairs to the basement of the watchtower. When he opened the door, he was slightly taken aback and said, "Interesting."

Red Hood walked in first. He looked at the scene in the basement. He first checked the fragments of the eggs that were completely shriveled and stuck to the ground, then looked at the magic circle drawn in the center, and finally fixed his gaze on On a pool of blood in the corner.

"See what's coming?" Schiller asked.

"I'm not as good at deduction as Tim." Red Hood frowned and said, "But I can still see that this pool of blood is incompatible with these things around."

"From the point of view of time, the magic circle drawn with blood and the strange blood-stained fragments appeared earlier, but this pool of blood appeared later, the blood and blood-red fragments used to draw the magic circle It looks different from human blood, even if it contains human blood, it should be a mixture of multiple blood types, but the pool of blood by the wall belongs to one person."

"Very well, then whose blood do you think belongs to?"

"I'm not sure." Red Hood shook his head, and said very honestly: "It's Tim's unique skill to judge gender, age, body type and even occupation just by looking at blood. Vampire, how can you guess so much with just a little blood?"

Schiller also walked into the house, carefully avoiding the magic circle and those disgusting debris, making sure that his shoes would not get dirty, he walked around to the wall, stared at the pool of blood and said.

"This is the blood of Constantine, who became Cain's food."

"What about the corpse?" Red Hood looked around and said, "Vampires should only drink blood, so where did the rest of the corpse go?"

"This is the problem. Someone took my things and left before us." Schiller squatted down and carefully checked the shape of the blood edge, and then said: "Or the corpse left by itself."

Red Hood shivered, and he looked at the dark room and the strangely shaped sacrificial utensils on the table. He felt a chill down his back~IndoMTL.com~ but he still couldn't help asking: "The corpse Did you leave by yourself? Could it be that Constantine really escaped from hell?"

The next second, the red hood met Schiller's desolate gray eyes, and he immediately took a step back, shrank his neck and said, "Dangdang is of course impossible, Konstantin will definitely listen to you."

Schiller withdrew his gaze, stared at the footprints on the shoes, narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "A certain soul entered Constantine's body, controlled his body and left here, then the problem comes, Who was he? Where did he go now? And why did he do it?"

The chaotic and noisy sound came from inside the bar, and the loud music made the floor vibrate. Bennett covered his ears, turned his head and said to Jim: "Do we have to come here? I'm really going to be killed It's so loud!"

"Calm down." Dead Boston said: "This group of people can still sing and dance now, which means that they are in good condition. We want such allies."

Jim didn't say anything, and quickly pushed open the door of the bar. The tall guard standing at the door glanced at the night blade on his waist, said nothing, curled his lips, and let the group of people in.

Jim walked quickly to the bar through the writhing crowd on the dance floor, and sure enough, he saw a black man dressed in a jazz style facing the wine cabinet and wiping the glass. He knocked on the counter and said to the black man.

"Midnight, long time no see, how are you doing?"

The black man called Midnight turned his head and saw that it was Jim. He raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes again, and snorted twice.

"Master of the Night? Why is the legendary hero of Maya free to visit the humble house?"