Chapter 172 Superheroes and villains always appear together
“So, Constantine, can you give me the contract of St. Fangansa?”
The Witch’s Heart Demon remains He turned his head and his tone was strange and incomprehensible, but it was definitely not polite.
A pair of dull eyes locked firmly on Constantine in the crowd.
“Come on, Witch Heart Demon, your methods of confusing people are of no use to me.”
Constantine walked in front of Steve and stood face to face with the Witch Heart Demon. One hand was still stuffed in the pocket of his windbreaker.
He has never been afraid of demons.
Besides, even Mephisto doesn't care much about him, so how could he care about a witch-hearted demon?
"Then you plan to wait for me to extract your soul before you torture?"
Witch Heart Demon directly stretched out his hand, and his body trembled, as if the movie had been edited suddenly. He moved, and the pale hand lightly pressed on Constantine's chest.
A rotten power began to spread on Constantine's body, and in a blink of an eye, his face turned pale, even uglier than before he recovered from lung cancer.
Then Constantine took his hand out of his pocket!
The shroud was wrapped around his fist. As the lighter in his palm was turned on, a burst of fire on the shroud suddenly lit up like ignited gasoline.
The finger-tiger, which was engraved with the contents of the Bible, hit the devil's face with the sacred flame.
Then Constantine turned around and hid behind Steve.
The moment the Witch Heart Demon was attacked, the bullets of those vampire soldiers returned to their normal state, hitting the Witch Heart Demon's body with crackling sounds.
It was like a bullet hitting a broken sack.
"You will soon be qualified to negotiate terms with me, but it is not enough now."
Constantine raised the hand wrapped in the shroud high, with the Holy Spirit on it. The light from the flames spreads into the distance.
Smoke also began to rise from the bodies of the vampire soldiers.
As for Wu Xin Mo, who was facing the holy flame, bubbles appeared on his body, and then he let out a sharp roar.
“We should retreat now, this flame will not last long.”
Constantine spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth on the ground, and pulled John Wei with his free hand. The guest's collar goes back.
Among those present, John Wigger was the first teammate chosen by Constantine. If sacrifice was needed, his soul would also be the last bargaining chip.
Behind at least one killer, there won’t be any unstoppable organization jumping out to seek revenge, right?
"Devil!"
Just when everyone was planning to retreat according to the advice of Constantine, an expert in occult science, Hellboy finally arrived!
The huge size blocked the originally spacious passage.
Two polished horns that looked like discs were rubbing against the ceiling, and the revolvers in their hands looked really scary.
I saw the huge revolver pointed directly at the wind demon who was escaping in the radiance of the holy flame.
With a gunshot, Feng Mo was completely doomed.
Even if he can blend into the air, it cannot change his demonic nature.
Hellboy's bullets have always been specially made. They can't wait to use any means that can be effective against those monsters, such as consecration, blessing and baptism.
"Wow, I thought he was just a legend like you."
After Constantine glanced at Hellboy, he immediately let go of John Wigger's collar. Hand, turned around and rushed towards the direction of the Witch Heart Demon, shouting something to Steve by the way.
Then the fist wrapped in the holy flame hit Wu Xin Mo's face hard, making that guy's handsome face look like the surface of the moon.
When the tiger finger crossed Wu Xinmo's cheek, the sparkling fire was a bit bright.
"Hellboy, come and deal with this guy, he is the boss!" After Constantine shouted, the shroud in his hand was completely burned.
Under Constantine's actions, Hawkeye and the others had to attack the Witch Heart Demon together.
No matter how you look at it, Constantine's performance is at least from a human standpoint.
Although what Constantine said was very awesome, his choices were always very conscientious. After giving the Witch a hard blow, he hid back with Steve behind.
Steve didn't wake up for long, and he didn't have time to understand these new legends.
But Coulson and the others do know this big red guy.
Just like the deeds of Captain America always appear in newspapers, the legend of Hellboy is also spread among the people.
"What is going on in this mission? First there are vampire soldiers, then demons, and then Hellboy. Will there be something like a flaming skull appearing soon!?"
< br>Melinda held the gun in her hand and fired continuously at the Witch Heart Demon, cursing incessantly.
This mission was much more difficult than she imagined.
"I think you should take a look over there..."
Colson pointed the gun in his hand at the entrance of the base, and a burst of fire lit up the place behind Hellboy. .
On the forehead where the hairline was originally quite high, the fine beads of sweat were reflecting light.
"Madam, I think you may have the talent of a psychic."
Constantine stopped running away and slowly took out the cigarette from his pocket.
“Knights of Mephisto, we are really unlucky on this trip.”
He had shown ease when he planned Carter Shrey before, but when he was unprepared, Facing the knight alone, he had nothing to do.
After all, knights never negotiate terms, and his soul, Constantine, is the best fuel for the flames of hell.
Hawkeye's hand holding the flying knife turned a little white, which was a natural sign of exerting too much force.
He didn't know why, but these weird things appeared in such a cluster that he couldn't even question Constantine.
In other words, all his doubts turned into slaps on his face.
“You! Guilty!”
Although I don't know how a skeleton without vocal cords can speak, these words brought great pressure to everyone present.
The fear that acted on the soul made Constantine shiver uncomfortably.
The evil in the eyes of the Vengeful Spirit, or the Ghost Rider, is completely different from the human concept.
As long as he is willing, every human being is guilty, and the difference is just a matter of more or less.
The purpose of the spirit of vengeance is to burn all sins until it even burns itself.
The iron chain burning with strange flames fell from the Ghost Rider's body to the ground, raising its head like a living snake.
Then the large revolver in Hellboy's hand fired directly, knocking the Ghost Rider staggering.
"What the hell is this?"
Hellboy felt threatened, so he chose to strike first.
(End of this chapter)