The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 432 Prologue ([-]): The Hated Person
The city had a relentless and silent pulsation of brutality, but the rumble was like a derailed train passing through Constantine's head.

In front of his eyes, a scene from three days ago could not help appearing.

That day, the sun was not very bright. Under the clouds, there seemed to be a thin black veil covering something.

Of course, it is impossible for the crowd on the ground to care about this, their greedy eyes will only focus on money and women.Although John always stared at these things, but this time, he knew that what was covering his head was not a veil, but a swarm of insects covering the sky. To be more precise, it was 'Lord of the Flies'.

It was a demon who had returned from the seal, and he was attached to the bodies of those insects, looking down on the hunting ground and every prey in the hunting ground in the sky.

And the person who opened the seal was his good friend——Lester.

On the roof of a tall building in the city, Constantine stood facing the wind, and his friend Lester was also there.
"My God, John, what are you doing?" Lester said tremblingly.

John smiled: "It's nothing, we have to re-seal the demon. I need you to sit here and attract him, and I only need a bottle to seal him again."

He said swearingly, not sure if it was because of the glare of the sun, or simply because he thought it was cool, Constantine was wearing sunglasses, and Lester could only see the corner of his indifferent mouth, but not his eyes .

"You're not screwing up, are you?" Lester asked.

"Of course not, you see, I brought all the tools."

He said, and pointed to a set of tables and chairs on the rooftop, which he had prepared last night, with tattoos, flour, white paper, ink, and ropes on them.

Wait, rope?
Lester seemed to have discovered something, and he couldn't help asking: "Why is there a rope? Do you want to tie something?"

John smiled: "Of course I will, help you, don't be afraid, the devil always has a special feeling for the person who releases him, so for a while, 'Lord of the Flies' may be very affectionate when he meets you, You know that too, so if I don't tie you up, I'm afraid there will be trouble, such as those bugs suddenly dragging you up and taking you away."

"Oh, I know you must be lying to me, I guess those damn spells of yours will not take effect immediately, and during this time, those bugs will definitely bite me, you are afraid that I will run away! You have always been like this , you scum who only cheats people!"

Hearing Lester's words, John could only express a sense of powerlessness: "Okay, well, the spell won't take effect immediately, but you have to persevere, I can seal it to the ground in just a few minutes." In the bottle, only I can help you now, otherwise, 'Lord of the Flies' will keep haunting you until you die!"

"Woooo—why did I open that bottle? I really shouldn't be greedy for petty gains." Lester covered his face and said, "But, you're right, if I don't, I will always be chased by those things." So, please, you have to tie it tighter, otherwise I might not be able to bear it and run away halfway."

With that said, he gritted his teeth and sat down on the chair by himself.And Constantine also picked up the rope and tied him firmly to it.

"Relax, after a while, I will take you to have a good drink, please." Constantine took out a cigarette and lit it for Lester.

In the eyes of the other party who barely supported him, Constantine remembered the words of Lester's mother. She once said, don't always play with John, that child is very dangerous.

And now it seems that his mother was right!

Along with the beginning of the sealing ceremony, 'Lord of the Flies' also smelled Leicester's breath, and countless bugs gathered together, forming a dark bond, and 'buzzing' flew over from the sky.

Lester never imagined that this demon would be so huge.

For a moment, he couldn't help shouting.

"My God, it's too big, you can't hold it, it won't fit in a bottle!"

Then, John Constantine didn't seem to hear his words, just stood quietly, and the dark glasses reflected the reflection of the sky.

At this time, Lester suddenly realized that there was no bottle in John's hand.

But what about the bottle?

In his entire life, Leicester may have only been smarter this time.

Oh. Myself, that bottle.

In the alley, Constantine stood up, and at that moment, a gust of cold wind poured into his stomach, making him feel like a dead man's hand poked into his body.

he's used to it
For three days, he continued to anesthetize himself with cigarettes and alcohol.

A cigarette can last for 3 minutes, and a bottle of wine can last for 4 hours. He just keeps telling himself that Lester is dead, and he deserved his death. He shouldn't touch the seal' The bottle of Lord of the Flies, the person who releases the demon must die, otherwise, sooner or later, people all over the world will be bent down by the Lord of the Flies, and then eat everything around them, and finally starve to death.

The only way is to let the demon bend over the body of the person who opened the seal, and then use a spell to seal it in the body of the person and kill the person.

This is the only way. And this matter, someone has to do it.

The person who does it. Hehe, naturally he is himself.

Who else could it be? Anyway, there are already many, many "friends" who died in my own hands, and there is no shortage of one more person.Lester should forgive himself, but even if he doesn't, it doesn't matter.

Konstantin wrapped his wet windbreaker tightly and walked onto the avenue. Passers-by deliberately avoided this dirty drunk.

On a corner in front, a nun is leaning against the wall. Her name is Anne Maria, and she is a friend of Constantine.

However, when Constantine walked past her, he didn't take a second look at her.

After walking for a while, a pair of men and women suddenly appeared in the middle of the crowd. John knew them, but he still ignored them, just walked straight over and passed through their bodies.

Well, those undead are here again, those people who died at Constantine's hands, they were all Constantine's teammates or friends, but now, they only appear in his heart when his mind is most vulnerable. In front of his eyes, and then quietly looked at him, like looking at those insects living in the crevices of the stones.

Suddenly, John stood still, because Lester's figure slowly appeared in the crowd.

He and John looked at each other, the crowd passed through Lester's body, his expression was very calm, but John saw hatred in that extremely peaceful gaze.

"I'm sorry. Brother, there is only one way." John said, staring at the turbulent crowd.

And right now.

"Hi, do you have any cigarettes?"

A voice sounded from behind John.

(End of this chapter)