The members of the game Group of Ten Thousand Worlds are all myself

Chapter 307 Why does this hell feel that the special effects are not enough?

At the exit of the bar, the three of them walked out with satisfaction on their faces, because they have gained a lot from this trip.

"Man, what did you do to them, how did you become good friends so quickly?" Constantine touched Bruce's shoulder curiously and asked him.

If he can learn this trick, he will no longer be afraid of not having friends. With him, friends are often consumables for exorcism, and they are consumed very quickly.

Facing Constantine's inquiry, Bruce glanced at him and said flatly, "I have money."

Constantine: (￣□￣;)
Is there a method that a poor man like him can use?

"anything else?"

Constantine asked again in disbelief, although those angels and demons are similar to humans, it is impossible for them all to be moved by money, right?

Bruce: "I'm rich."

Constantine, who was hit again, fell into gray and white. It is impossible for him, a poor man, to imagine that the so-called not being moved by money is only because he didn't pay enough money.

"This guy has superpowers, so you don't have to think about it." Xia Yu hooked Constantine's shoulder, pointed at Bruce and whispered.

Hearing this, Constantine's eyes shone with hope, and he knew how it was possible to make friends with everyone just by money.

Seeing the knowledge-seeking light in Constantine's eyes, Xia Yu smiled narrowly, and said in his ear.

"His superpower is, he's super rich."

"..."

Xia Yu picked his ear with his little finger. He seemed to hear something cracked just now, so he searched carefully. Oh, it turned out that Constantine was cracked.

After a while, the three returned to the car. Chas, who was waiting for them, glanced at the three of them one by one with resentful eyes, and then gave Constantine a meal.

"Well, Mr. Xia Yu, what's wrong with Mr. Constantine?"

Seeing that Constantine still had a distraught expression after getting into the car, Chas finally couldn't help it, and asked Xia Yu who was sitting in the co-pilot in a low voice.

"He." Xia Yu stretched out his thumb and pointed to Bruce in the back seat, "I was hit by that guy, don't ask what it was, I'm afraid you will become like Constantine."

Hearing this, Chas carefully glanced at Constantine through the rearview mirror.

Constantine: (﹃)
Chastain shuddered for a moment, it's better not to ask, this is not a blow, this is obviously similar to losing his soul.

It was horrible, it's a good thing he didn't go into the bar, think about it, and drive.

But the car had just started, and within a minute of driving, Constantine suddenly came to his senses, his nose wrinkled and twitched violently twice.

"parking!!"

Konstantin slapped Chas on the shoulder and roared loudly. The frightened Chas slammed on the brakes and managed to avoid hitting the lamppost.

"how……"

"It smells." Before Chas could ask, Constantine explained immediately, "There's a smell of hell nearby."

"It's the smell of sulfur." ​​Bruce also silently put his hand in his pocket, "It's the smell of sulfur in the crater."

"Sulphur?" Chas muttered for a while, and his face immediately changed. "It is said that there is a thick fog of sulfur that never disperses in hell, so the devil is also related to sulfur. Are there demons nearby?"

"If I'm not mistaken, yes."

Constantine responded, and then took out a rag and wrapped it around his hand. It was a fragment of the clothes Moses wore when he climbed the Mount of the Ten Commandments, and it had a miraculous effect on low-level monsters.

Even high-level demons will be injured if they are not prepared.

After wrapping up the cloth strips, Constantine carefully opened the car door. Seeing that there was no danger, he winked at the people in the car and got out of the car.

Outside the car, neither the driveway nor the sidewalk was empty.

At the end of the driveway, there stood a figure completely shrouded in shadow. As the figure walked forward, the street lights beside the driveway began to flicker, and the dim yellow color dyed the house.

The originally complete high-rise buildings became mottled and dilapidated under the dim light, and blood-stained cars also appeared ghostly shadows from all sides of the driveway.

The strange atmosphere spread, and the smell of sulfur gradually became clear. Konstantin, who already had a bad lung, immediately coughed continuously when he smelled the sulfur smell.

The smell of sulfur has been deeply embedded in his memory. Because of his psychic talent, he has been to hell more than once, and he has smelled this smell more than once.

It is precisely because he knows the horror of hell that he tries his best to accumulate virtue and go to heaven.

"Damn guy, he actually projected hell onto the human world, which is considered to have disrupted the balance of the human world!"

Seeing the scene that gradually matched his memory, Constantine held his chest and cursed angrily, holding back his discomfort.

"So this is the scene of hell?" Xia Yu pointed to the dim and distorted picture in front of him, "Why does it look like there are insufficient special effects? What the hell are these cars? Shouldn't they be the broken earth where magma flows?"

Hearing this, Constantine couldn't help giving Xia Yu a blank look, and said: "How long ago did you get the information? Hell and the world are closely related, so what the world is like, hell is what it is, but the hell will be more mottled." Dilapidated, but the feature of high temperature has not changed.”

"What about the Jurassic period of the earth?" Xia Yu raised his hand and asked, "The Ice Age was in the Jurassic period. Since hell and the world are closely related, then the hell at that time was hot or cold, and it couldn't be a world of ice and fire. Bar?"

"Eh..." Constantine was taken aback by this question, and then replied with a somewhat uncertain tone, "Why not, hell can't be treated with human common sense, maybe even the two heavens of ice and fire."

"But there were no humans in the Jurassic period. Will there be hell then?" Chas, who was still afraid, couldn't help but join the topic after hearing Xia Yu and Constantine's discussion.

"Um……"

Constantine was silent for a moment, because he didn't know the answer either.

"There should be." Xia Yu began to diverge his thoughts, "Maybe Satan looked like a special big white dinosaur at that time, and the devil didn't look like a human, but a dinosaur."

"Dinosaur-like devil..."

Chas couldn't help but start to imagine, and then found that there were too many types of dinosaurs, and he didn't even imagine them for a while.

Bruce on the side listened to the idle conjectures of the three sand sculptures beside him, then looked at the approaching devil, and silently retreated behind everyone.

"Enough, human!!"

Baldasar, who finally came before the crowd, had an angry look on his miserable green face. He is a devil, a high-level devil who can project hell!

"This guy really has a problem." Constantine clenched the cloth strip in his hand and regained his composure.

"Baldasar, in the legend of the Bible, was once the king of Macedon. He was cursed and degenerated into a devil because he betrayed Jesus. However, he became a devil because of the curse. He has no qualifications and authority to project hell."

"So there must be a devil behind this guy." Constantine stretched out his index finger and pointed at Baldassar, "Devil, tell me your plan, and I can make your death easier!"

(End of this chapter)