Kryptonians: Man of Steel

Chapter 694 City of Angels
Hal's disguise or Green Lantern's transformation did not consider disguise at all.

He also thought that he could just put on a green tights and a green eyepatch, but in the end, even his hairstyle did not change.

As long as Batman is not a fool and is still a detective, then he can find out Hal Jordan's identity.

Unsurprisingly, it only took Batman a day to find Green Lantern.

Then he came to visit.

And Hal saved the world...well, after working hard to save the world, after all, although he didn't save the world in the end, he also tried hard!

Then he successfully embraced the beauty, who was his childhood sweetheart since childhood and was also the daughter of the boss of his company.

My father-in-law did not object to this marriage, so he was considered a winner in life.

"Batman?"

Hal was shocked when he saw the big bat dressed in pitch black appearing.

During that time, most people in America regarded Batman as the real-life Captain America.

Although Luther's series of Transcendence, Terminator, and Death operations had snatched away Gotham City's most prestigious superhero image, Hal still knew about Batman.

Batman said in a deep voice.

The DC universe has Marvel comics, but of course, they are just comics.

"Hello, Green Lantern, or, should I call you, Hal."

It took a lot of effort to recognize Batman, but he also transformed into Green Lantern in front of Batman. This was his instinctive reaction. When receiving training on Oa Star, the first step was to always act like a Green Lantern at all times. Transform at the fastest speed.

His face looked slightly haggard, and his eyes were full of exhaustion and despair.

"How did you get here from Gotham City?"

Now Luther is in Los Angeles.

This directly exposed his true identity.

However, somewhere in this bustling city, Constantine's life fell into an unprecedented dilemma.

Los Angeles, a place praised as the "City of Angels" by countless movies and songs, has always exuded a unique charm. As night falls, the streets of Los Angeles are still brightly lit and the traffic flow seems to never stop. The neon lights on high-rise buildings flash in the night sky like stars, adding a bit of mystery and romance to the city.

His life was already full of twists and turns, but his days had become increasingly difficult recently.

When such a magical plot as Batman was recruiting people from all over the world to join the Justice League was taking place.

Luther had no idea of ​​watching a show. There was nothing interesting about these grown men, so they were not looking for fun now.

Constantine, a name that once had great glory, is now full of vicissitudes and fatigue. His life was full of twists and turns, as if there had never been a moment of peace.

Twenty years of smoking had damaged his lungs, which have now developed into lung cancer. Whenever he coughed, he could feel the sharp pain coming from deep in his lungs, as if thousands of needles were pricking his heart.

He was lying on the hospital bed, holding the diagnosis certificate that said "late stage lung cancer" in his hand, and his heart was full of fear and helplessness. The doctor's diagnosis was like a sharp knife piercing his heart mercilessly.

His eyes widened and he couldn't believe this fact: "I have only smoked for twenty years, how could I have lung cancer?"

"Obviously there are still people who have been smoking for seventy or eighty years without any problems!"

He tried to defend himself with a trembling voice, but the doctor just looked at him coldly, as if looking at a hopeless patient.

"It depends on the individual's constitution, Mr. Constantine."

The doctor sighed and continued: "Not to mention, you smoke too hard. Three packs of cigarettes a day. To be honest, I think it's a miracle that you can persist until now. Maybe it's because your physique is too good. "

The doctor's words made Constantine feel powerless. He knew that he could no longer escape this cruel reality.

He thought back to his past life, the days filled with smoke and the nights tortured by illness. He realized that his lifestyle had taken a heavy toll on him.

However, what troubled him even more was that his soul was actually targeted by a big shot in hell.

He was full of interest in Constantine, and even promised that he would personally take away Constantine's soul when Constantine died.

The Demon King of Hell, Satan, or the Path of Pride, Xifa, personally came to greet him. Who could receive such treatment?
Constantine felt flattered by such treatment, but he was not happy to accept it. He knew that he could not escape the call of hell, but he was unwilling to be dragged into the darkness like this.

Constantine began to run around, asking for help through connections, hoping to sell his soul to heaven. He believed that if heaven could accept him, he would have a chance to escape the torture of illness and the threat of hell. However, the reality he faced was cruel. The door of heaven is closed to such a notorious and notorious person like him, and even the sewers are blocked tightly.

Constantine fell into despair. He understood that he could not escape the call of hell, but he was unwilling to be dragged into the darkness. He began to look for other ways, hoping to extend his life and allow himself to live longer in this world.

He tried various remedies and treatments, but to no avail. His health deteriorated and his spirit became increasingly depressed.

Just when Constantine was in distress, a policewoman named Angela found him. She brings a bizarre case and hopes that Constantine can assist in the investigation.

Angela took a deep breath and began to tell the story of her sister Isabel.

Isabel is a devout Catholic and has been deeply influenced by religion since she was a child.

However, as she grew older, she gradually became mysterious and often said that she could see things that others could not see - the devil.

These strange behaviors aroused the suspicion of people around her, and she was eventually sent to a mental hospital for research.

Several years passed, and doctors at the mental hospital conducted various tests and studies on Isabel, but could never find anything abnormal.

However, just when they were about to give up, Isabel chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building. This news was unacceptable to Angela. She could not accept the fact that her sister had gone to a dead end because of her faith.

"Those who commit suicide cannot ascend to heaven. As a believer, Isabel will only be demoted to hell to be punished."

Angela's voice was full of grief and helplessness.

"As her sister, I cannot accept this ending. I hoped that the church could hold a Catholic funeral for her, but I was refused."

(End of this chapter)