American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

"Sorry, I can't let you in!"

Glancing at the crow, Constantine put away the walkie-talkie and threw the crow's corpse into the trash can under the sink, as he washed his hands and spoke.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

Outside the window, the sound of crows hitting the glass grew more urgent and louder.

"What, want to avenge your little buddy? Then you've come to the wrong person, I'm not the one who killed this crow."

Splashing cold water on his face, Constantine washed his face and said casually.

Then, he heard even more intense impacts near his right ear.

Frowning, Constantine finally turned his head, only to see a dozen or twenty black crows flapping their wings and cawing, frantically hitting the window glass with their heads.

Thump thump thump thump...

The window glass vibrated constantly, dust fell, and accompanied by crackling sounds of fine cracks, some thick cracks appeared on it.

"Okay, buddy, using crows as vanguards, I have to admit you have some ideas!"

Praising him, Constantine turned around swiftly and ran quickly towards the toilet door.

Whoosh—

The window behind him suddenly shattered, mixed with a large amount of rain, and a black torrent of crows attacked him.

Caw! Caw! Caw...

Flapping their large wings, beaks and sharp claws gleamed coldly in the air, they flew densely, bringing death with their howls.

Until a raging fire consumed everything, Constantine's disdain echoed in the room.

"Too trash, remember to send someone stronger next time!"

The next moment, the overwhelming crow swarm poured in from the window.

"Oh, sh*t!"

Turning around decisively, Constantine closed the wooden door of the toilet and ran away.

He kind of... missed Deadpool.

......

Boom!

In this dark night, a burst of fire suddenly erupted from the first floor of a lakeside villa.

Then, outside the cold villa, a large group of axe-wielding men stood quietly in the rain like demons from hell, shrouded in black smoke.

At their feet, several corpses lay quietly, black raindrops fell on the ground, red blood flowed from the corpses, and stepping on the blood-stained rain, these captives from the darkness raised their faces in unison.

"Roar—!"

The next second.

A grenade entered their sight, rolling in the air and bursting into a white light.

Bang!

It was a flashbang!

The dazzling white light made these axe-wielding men cover their faces with their hands, wailing, and dense gunshots rang out from the 2nd floor, hitting them.

Bang bang bang...

"Monsters, taste the power of modern firearms!"

Holding a military rifle, Grant aimed and fired, blasting bullets into the crowd below.

A squad died too fast, if it weren't for his alertness and feeling something was wrong, their base would have been stolen!

Bang!

Under the illumination of another flashbang, they could see further away, some figures composed of black mist were gathering towards this side.

"Captain Grant, B squad is under attack by crows on the roof, B squad is..."

"We need support, we need support!"

The walkie-talkie on his waist rang urgently, Grant shouted while firing wildly downwards.

"Use flashbangs to drive away those damn crows, I'll send a few people up to support you!"

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Dense bullets blasted downwards, under the effect of the flashbang, Grant and the others temporarily suppressed the enemy.

But before they could cheer up, a truck rushed from behind, slamming into the villa fiercely amidst the hail of bullets.

Thump—!

A big hole was smashed into the wall of the villa, and some enemies took the opportunity to surge up from behind the truck.

"Fire! Stop them!"

His face changed, Grant shouted.

Bang bang bang...

......

First floor, corridor.

Panting, Constantine ran forward rapidly, the crows behind him chased relentlessly like a black tornado, as if he had killed their parents.

He chanted spells, quickly adjusted his posture, and swung his hand back violently at the corner of the stairs.

Boom—

Thick magical flames shot back, the crows were restricted by space and could not dodge, they were bombarded, and let out a miserable wail.

Adorned with flames, they crashed around in terror, the window glass on one side was shattered one after another, and black scorch marks were left on the walls.

Hiding in the corner, Constantine stuck close to the wall, carefully pricking up his ears, paying attention to the movement in the corridor.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Until those crows were completely turned into a pile of roasted crows, he came out with a whoosh, and lit a cigarette with a small flame on the ground.

"Phew... Grant, how's the situation on your side?"

"The situation is very bad, B squad has encountered some attacks, there is no time to turn on the searchlights, the roof needs your support!" The firepower at the other end of the walkie-talkie was very fierce, and Grant had to raise his voice.

"Okay, I'm going up..."

Thump—!

The wall behind him exploded in an instant, and a truck rushed in roughly.

Rolling forward to avoid the flying rocks, Constantine turned his head, and saw a muscular man wearing red briefs jumping off the truck with a hand axe.

Thump!

The ground trembled slightly.

The man shook his strong pectorals, licked his red lips flirtatiously, and swung his hand axe wildly towards Constantine.

"F*ck......"

His body retreated rapidly, the attacking axe swept past his nose with a whistling sound, Constantine took the opportunity to pull out a golden shotgun from his windbreaker pocket, and pressed the barrel heavily against the opponent's forehead.

"I hate gays!"

Bang!

With a clang, the axe fell to the ground, the headless corpse swayed from side to side, and disappeared into black ashes the moment it fell.

Squatting down, grabbing a handful of ashes with his right hand, the magical perception told Constantine that this was not a living person, but a corpse controlled by dark forces.

"Those crows are also a mix of real and fake, most of them are manifestations of some kind of power, plus this corpse... it seems that this power entrenched in Bright Falls is more complicated than I thought."

Having some speculation in his mind, Constantine squinted his eyes and stood up from the ground.

Crack.

Relighting a cigarette for himself with a lighter, he took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled the light blue smoke from his mouth.

He had a strong premonition that the guy who killed the crows... was waiting for him on the roof!

......

Rumble!

Lightning and thunder.

This building has only two floors in total, and at the top of the building, 8 huge searchlights were set up according to Ms. Alice's reminder.

The light from these searchlights was quite strong, originally intended as a weapon against dark forces, but unexpectedly something went wrong when they were needed.

Whoosh—

The wind here was very strong, and several crows circled in the sky above the roof, cawing downwards.

"Caw, caw caw......"

A figure squatted quietly on the ground, pulling the dagger out of a corpse.

Pfft~

Splashing blood sprinkled on the person, and was washed down by the rain falling from the sky.

On the blood-stained ground, several corpses lay crookedly, one of them was not dead yet, he clutched his bleeding neck with difficulty, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to say something.

But he had no chance, the flying dagger stabbed fiercely into his heart, ruthlessly bringing him death.

Kacha!

When the perpetrator heard the movement behind him and turned around, he met eyes with a man who came in through the door.

At that moment, the golden shotgun and the black pistol were raised at the same time.

In the instant the night sky was illuminated by lightning... fire!