Chapter 90 John Constantine
The guy responded with a loud slamming of the door.
Everyone in this world may need help, but for Bulcasso, it is completely different.
After closing the door, Burcasso looked at the environment in the room and seemed to understand what had attracted the idiot.
“Uncle, what is that person talking about?”
Gil was a little curious. For him, the magical side of the world was gradually unfolding before his eyes.
Jill was full of curiosity about these fascinating things.
"He means that this place is tainted with some demonic atmosphere."
Bulkessor turned back and planned to continue his forging. Where the nephalem exist, demons and angels All will hesitate.
The reason why the blacksmith's shop is stained with the devil's aura is just because of the weapons Bulcaisel carries.
These two weapons have been with Bulcasso for who knows how many years, and they are naturally stained with the blood of demons.
Although the aura of these demons has faded a lot with the passage of time, they still exist.
“Devil?”
Gill tilted his head and began to recall the guys he had seen from the battles in other people’s secret realms, still a little confused.
The young Gil could not understand descriptions of breath. To him, demons were just ugly and fierce monsters.
With a rustling sound, the crumpled business card was stuffed through the crack of the door. The writing on the business card was full of cheapness.
"John Constantine, I am here to help you solve your problem."
Bulkesser began to feel bored, he hated chattering guys.
Striding towards the door, he thought it was necessary to teach this unscrupulous guy a lesson.
As the door was pushed open, the sloppy guy was squeezed directly by the huge force and fell over.
Bulcaisel began to exude a hint of arrogance.
Since this guy named Constantine can feel the demonic aura here, he can naturally feel the aura belonging to Bulcasso!
“What are you!”
Constantine’s lazy look disappeared in an instant. This guy always dealt with those demons and used those angels more than once. .
But no matter what kind of existence he met, he had never felt this unique atmosphere.
It's not magic, it's not demons or angels, it's not those weird superpowers.
All he felt was that long, full of pure power!
Constantine didn't feel very good. Although Bulcaisuo only showed a trace of oppression, Constantine was unprepared for this strange feeling.
Constantine understood that he seemed to have provoked something extraordinary, and the best choice now was to leave here obediently.
It is no secret to him that there is a group of mages in New York, and there has always been a magical atmosphere unique to the lineage of the Supreme Mage in this blacksmith shop.
It is precisely because of this that he came here specifically. After all, a wandering mage wants to face those demons and angels, and he needs more backup.
And the Supreme Mage lineage is the best backup he knows.
Bulkasso just looked at Constantine who fell to the ground and had not yet gotten up with the calmest eyes, without saying a word.
For this kind of guy, he doesn't want to take action directly.
Constantine climbed up from the ground in embarrassment under the pressure of Bulcaisuo, and left this place without looking back.
He looked very frightened.
Jill slowly poked his head out of the blacksmith shop, then reached out and picked up the crumpled business card from the ground.
"Expert in the field of supernatural and supernatural events, John Constantine."
Gill read the handwriting on the business card in a weird accent.
"Okay, Jill, after lunch, we will go shopping in the city."
Bulqueso didn't take this guy to heart.
Constantine on the other side seemed to have some magical ideas. After seeing the courage displayed by Bulcaisuo, his head full of weird ideas began to move.
"Manny, do you know what he is?"
Constantine held a fire hydrant, lit a cigarette, and said in the direction of nobody.
“I don’t know…”
A patrolman who was walking towards Constantine suddenly turned into an angel with white wings and spoke in a dazed tone.
The angel Manny just came to this world to observe Constantine who had already stepped into hell. He did not expect that he would see a being near Constantine that even he could not understand.
“Aren’t you an angel?”
“You know, angels are not omnipotent.”
Constantine gradually regained his composure, perhaps because he was smoking a cigarette.
“I think you should know what it means to appear in the world without saying hello?”
A calm voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between Constantine and Manny, wearing a dark yellow robe. The ancient mage appeared in this place.
Everything around him was enveloped in an alien space in the blink of an eye.
"Dear Master Supreme, I have no intention of breaking your agreement with Heaven, I am just observing him."
Angel Manny bowed deeply to Ancient One and pointed one finger at Constantine, who was holding a cigarette with a strange look on his face.
“I think you should know what you are doing, so you’d better be honest.”
Gu Yi’s face was shrouded in a hood, and his tone was not polite at all. .
The world between heaven and hell is not a back garden where both can step into at will.
The barrier established by Agamotto makes it impossible for these guys to show their full strength in the human world.
So what if you can show all your strength?
She, Ancient One, is also a strong person who can defeat Mephisto head-on. The forces of heaven and hell must be more honest in the human world.
“I want to know, what should I call this beautiful lady?”
Constantine took a deep drag on the cigarette and walked towards Ancient Yi with steps he didn’t recognize.
Constantine, from a normal perspective, this guy is definitely an out-and-out scumbag.
Those messy and unsystematic spells have never been his strong point. If he wants to say what is the strongest, it must be his unique speaking skills and superb deception.
By the way, he is also bisexual, and has even done things like letting a monster possess his body and giving birth to a child with another monster.
Human bottom line seems to be just a boring word to this guy.
Every time he breaks through his own bottom line, he will immediately set a new bottom line.
He is a scumbag.
Maybe you have justice in your heart?
Constantine walked staggeringly in front of Gu Yi, and stretched out his pinhole palm as if to take off Gu Yi's hood.
Of course all he can get is a soul-detaching palm.
The illusory soul missing part of it appeared in this place lightly.
And his body was so soft that it was on the ground, and he was still holding the burning "Ska" brand cigarette in his hand.
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Speaking of which, Constantine is definitely a monument in American comics. No one has the charm that makes people love and hate him.
My favorite superheroes are probably Marvel’s Speedball and Dr. Doom, as well as DC’s Rorschach and The Comedian.
Superheroes are more impressive only when they are carrying something.
The 612 blood debts on Speedball, Dr. Doom's The Rise and Fall of La Tovilia, Rorschach's Justice and The Comedian's near-mad sanity fascinate me the most.
And Zha Kang... He is always free from blood debts at the same time, spreading his wings on the edge of justice and sin...
It is fascinating and makes people grit their teeth...
The scumbag in this article combines the movie plot with the characters in the drama version and comic version. After all, Keanu’s Constantine is not scumbag at all, I always feel that it is almost tasteless...
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