I'm going to have a fight with Superman

Chapter 366

"I didn't say anything, you guessed it yourself." Constantine smiled wryly.

"You've revealed enough." Harry rolled his eyes at him. "How can the Swamp Thing have children without a body?"

Constantine lowered his eyes to hide the strangeness in his eyes, shook his head and said, "I don't know, maybe, just like hell, I just want to destroy the ceremony of the Holy Crusade."

"Which side are you on?" Harry asked, staring at him.

"If possible, I don't want to stand on either side." Constantine sighed softly.

"So you still made a choice?"

Constantine was silent.

"Looks like you chose Swamp Thing," Harry sighed.

"Why do you say that?"

"Judging from your attitude in the past, if you don't go to heaven, you don't want to go to hell, just like Dr. Fate and Zatara, you are an 'adult humanist'." Harley said.

"You don't seem to agree." Constantine said strangely: "You are also human."

"Which side do you think I lean among the three?" Harry asked.

"They say you are the son of heaven." Constantine said.

"What about you?"

"I don't know." Constantine said.

"If I were in your position, what do you think I would choose?" Harry asked again.

"I would like to hear from you."

"Zed is my friend, she's the only thing I care about during the Advent of the Son event.

Her interest is my interest, and her will is my will.

No matter what heaven, hell, or life council, it is not as important as my personal wishes. "Harry said meaningfully.

"You seem to be implying that you are a loyal friend, but I am not loyal." Constantine squinted his eyes.

"I saved the multiverse, and not long ago, I saved Earth.

But I never considered myself a hero.

I have deceived many people, and I have betrayed many people and organizations for profit. In the eyes of others, I am a mercenary, treacherous and cunning villain, but I have never failed my friends. "

Harry straightened his back, looked frankly, and looked straight at Zack Kang.

Just now, she found the Voice of Heaven, and was going to save Kang's father for Zha Kang.

When Bruce Shadowman returned, she immediately gave up the throne of the "True Emperor of Gotham" and let him practice his ideas.

For Rich, she spent 500 million merits to ensure the perfect recovery of his soul.

Constantine looked away and said softly: "I care more about Zed than you, and I care more about my friends than you."

"Screw your shit!" Richie cursed angrily, coming from the phone in Harry's palm.

"Uh, Rich?" Constantine opened his mouth slightly, the cigarette butt fell off his lips, and his cheeks flushed instantly.

"You didn't become a crazy evil spirit?" There was three points of embarrassment in his tone, but the remaining seven points were sincere joy.

A thin and long black line quickly flew out of the screen, and on the way to rush towards Constantine, it turned into a god with magical flames.

The black armor, black cloak and black armor made of magic power exude the breath of belief in God, but it is the standard appearance and figure of Ricky.

"Bang!" Rich, the grass-headed god, punched Constantine on the chin, knocking his feet off the ground and flying two meters away.

"Shit, where did you get this extremely dark magic power? It seems that you still have the power of faith." Constantine was shocked, "Are you a god?"

"Good eyesight," Richie smiled smugly, and kicked his crotch hard again.

"Wow~~~" Zha Kang howled dryly with a pale face, "Rich, you should understand, I made the best choice at that time."

"The best choice? Have you experienced the helplessness and fear of dying alone in Limbo Prison, as well as the despair that the rescue you've been waiting for has not come for a long time?

You just made the most convenient choice for you, bastard! "

Ridge sat on his chest, grabbed his windbreaker, and shouted angrily.

Harry looked at the dim western sky, and said: "The sun is setting. Rich, you go back first, there will be too many opportunities to 'reminisce' with him in the future. Today is the day when his father is buried, so hurry up and let him go." send away."

"Remember, go to the street to buy a smart phone later, download the house dog, and I will be with you forever!" Richie leaned on Zha Kang again, and yelled at him before turning into black again. Smoke, drilled into the phone and disappeared.

"What's the matter with him?" Constantine groaned and groaned as he got up, and said in surprise, "He didn't have magic power before, but now his magic power comes with a deep darkness and extreme evil, which reminds me of Little Black Bean."

"You are indeed very knowledgeable, that's right, I summoned a ray of consciousness from Little Black Bean, and used the supreme source to distort all the magic marks on Ridge." Harry said.

Constantine's heart moved, thinking of what Negal had done to him, his eyes burned and said: "Can you wash it for me too?"

Harry wondered: "The level of magic power may vary, but the most suitable one for me is always the change of magic power from the dying transformation.

You are already a master of magic, and sooner or later you will usher in a magical change.

Now that the magic power is distorted by the little black bean, the future transformation will be wasted. "

Moreover, being distorted by the little black bean's magic power, it just changed to a more powerful creditor.

At the beginning, the wizard group was eager to be distorted by the little black beans because they felt that the little black beans had no self-will, and they would usher in complete freedom.

The fact now is that Little Heidou not only has self-will, but also has a very strong will.

"I" Constantine just wanted to explain, but when he thought of what he was going to do in a few days, he stopped talking again.

"Hey, let's send my dad away first!" He sighed, standing in front of the pentagram behind the tombstone and chanting softly.

"Summon Sin [email protected]Chew the sinner's blood, devour the sinner's sin, answer my call, sin-eater! "

The magic circle shone with blood-colored brilliance, and gurgling black smoke emerged from the ground. A pair of evil and greedy scarlet eyes looked left and right in the smoke full of depravity.

A sin-eater answered, summoned, and appeared in the world.

Sin-eaters are descended from fallen sin-eaters.

The sin-eater is a special priest of ancient Christianity.

They claim to be agents of God, and by eating the body of the dead, they cleanse the dead of their unrepented sins.

This kind of perverted occupation can easily give birth to perverted people. In order to get rid of the mental burden of cannibalism, some sin-eaters will desperately wash and brainwash themselves-I am really the spokesperson of God, I am purifying the world, and my cannibalism represents God eats man, God eats the sinner's corpse, and swallows his sin with it.

Then they start eating sinners who are still alive, sinners they think they are.

If you violate the precept of killing, you will naturally fall into hell after death, and become a sin-eater who chews the corpse and confesses the crime.

Well, the sin-eaters are not heretics, they are the most orthodox and devout monks.

If he does not fall, it is really possible to enter the City of Silver after death.

"Satan above, it's Harley the Witch, oh, no~~~" The sin-eater caught a glimpse of Harley, wailed, turned into dark magic power, and shrank back.

Zha Kang looked at the empty ground with a dull expression, "Why did it run? It's just a projection, who can really hurt it?"

Harry shrugged.

Zha Kang pondered for a moment, then drew a more complicated pentagram circle on the side, "Harry, this circle can hide body shape and breath, you stay inside first."

Harry did as he was told.

Jarcon repeated the previous incantation.

failure.

The magic circle didn't respond.

"I am John Constantine, with my blood, Sin Eater, come out!" He activated the magic circle for the third time, cut his palm, and a little blood fell into the center of the magic circle.

Black smoke came out, a pair of scarlet eyes appeared on the ground, and the thief turned around, "Is the witch there?"

"Not here." Zha Kang said dully.

"Keby was howling just now, and the witch was fishing again." The devil was worried, and continued to search carefully.

"Ham, it's me, old John, how many times we gambled in Macau last time, have you forgotten?" Zha Kang said.

"I know it's you." The sin-eater Ham lay on the ground, greedily and eagerly licking off the blood that had seeped into the soil.

Almost licked a small pit out of the flat ground.

Well, even the mud gnawed into the belly.

Harley on the other side looked surprised, why is the devil so eager for Constantine's blood?
He didn't have much magical power, blood was like cola to a demon with a title (name), it could be drunk, but it didn't mean much.

"Why are you afraid of the witch Harley?" Constantine asked.

"In hell, who is not afraid of her? For her, the demon kings have even revised the laws of hell. Moreover, in the early years, she often summoned demon sticks to kill her, and the methods were cruel and bloody, which made the devil hate."

The black mist dissipated, revealing a demon with the body of a toad and the head of a brown bear on the ground.

It was as big as a bathtub for one person, and there were shell-sized mouths on the sticky skin, which looked very permeable.

Constantine stopped talking nonsense and threw the dead cat, which had been in formalin for nearly 20 years, to the devil.

"Eat it and tell me about Thomas Constantine's crimes."

"It's just a cat." The sin eater dug the soil vigorously with his claws, and said eagerly, "Thomas is your father, right? Hehehe, through the thick soil, I also smell the sweet breath coming from below .

As expected of a father and son, he has crimes that are not inferior to yours. "

"Don't touch his corpse, eat this cat, they are connected to each other." A circle of golden runes appeared around Constantine, chanting spells in his mouth, and the demon wailed and stopped digging the grave.

It's a binding spell.

After eight years, he was finally able to control an earl demon easily and freely with spells.

Well, Nuo Fusheng, who made him helpless back then, was also an earl.

"Oh, it stinks, this disgusting thing, has it been soaked in formalin for 100 years?"

The sin eater seemed to have a lump of feces in its mouth, chewing until the bear's face twisted, and the small mouth on the toad skin sprayed out dark green mucus.

"Speak of his crime!" Constantine ordered.

"He was drinking, domestic violence, and a football hooligan. After Liverpool lost to Manchester United at home, he threw Ferguson and Beckham with his sneakers, which led to a melee involving thousands of people."

"I'm not interested in such trivial matters, let's talk about the main point." Constantine said.

"Hey, it's going to be very exciting next time," the sin eater looked at Zha Kang maliciously, and said with a smile, "He's still here."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zha Kang blushed and rushed over to punch and kick the sin-eater.

"Aww~~~" The demon howled in pain and laughed, "I can read his mind, do you know what he is thinking?

He was wondering what would happen if he came into her room one night and touched her, she would be too scared to say anything, and then he could—”

"Lie, the devil can only spit out lies." Zha Kang shouted.

"It's a pity, he only has a lustful heart, so he insisted on not doing it in the end. He just stole the dirty underwear and pants of the neighbor's family. You should not forget it, right?

He was arrested for it, and you and Cheryl went to live with your aunt for a while. "

Zha Kang murmured, "At least he didn't attack Cheryl."

"Hey, this is just an appetizer, there are more exciting things to come, do you want to listen to it?" the devil asked with a sly smile.

(End of this chapter)