Dark Savages Come To the United States

"demon!"

A low roar with anger and fear sounded, and Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

After witnessing the existence of the Witch Heart Demon, it is impossible for it to let itself leave this place.

Defend against disasters, fight against demons, and spread the gospel of the Lord! That's Gabriel's job!

It was not its mission to observe Constantine, but it wanted to know exactly why Constantine embarked on this path against angels and demons.

Witnessing the birth and disappearance of St. Angel, Gabriel developed some unnecessary curiosity about human beings.

At this time, Gabriel no longer cared about how embarrassed his posture was, and the broken wings carried the holy light to block the flames of the explosion.

The gold and red blood on the broken wings dripped onto the ground, turning into groups of holy lights.

The light curtain that was about to shatter was re-infused with power because of the appearance of Gabriel, and once again stubbornly resisted the flames on the other side.

At that time, the light curtain that creaking like glass obviously couldn't resist this force for too long.

"Gabriel, that's ridiculous. I still need the power of an angel to fight a demon in the end?"

Every time Constantine uttered a word, a piece of debris would fall from his body. After a sentence was finished, an irreversible defect appeared on his body.

A handsome face full of potholes, half of his lips fell to the ground and turned into crumbs.

But there was a mocking smile on his broken face, perhaps mocking himself.

"How on earth did the human race survive under the hands of these guys?"

Melinda exclaimed, an unbelievable expression on her face. The gun in his hand was clenched tightly, his fingers turned pale.

In the face of unimaginable power, the panic from the depths of the soul is attacking Melinda's sanity.

Coulson was lying on the ground with an extremely ugly look on his face.

Humans can create greater destruction, but compared to this power that can make humans intuitively feel fear, that kind of destruction seems to be a little thin.

What reason do humans who have never been exposed to this level of power have no fear of the unknown?

"This shows that there are definitely strong people among human beings that they must also be cautious about."

Steve thought of the unparalleled power of Bulkesso in his mind, and said this with barely keeping calm.

He'd seen shells explode, and he'd seen vehicles burn.

It has won one victory after another from the battlefield in which the artillery fire is full.

Not long ago, he had endured the unstoppable power from Bulkesso, but he never thought that one day he would feel fear from the depths of his soul.

The power of **** is a collection of countless negative forces. Human beings will of course tremble when faced with the power of hell.

Then he turned around and squatted in front of Constantine and opened his arms. Except for Constantine, Melinda, Coulson, and Hawkeye were all protected by him.

Steve's character is noble, and he is more like a believer of the gods who is infinitely magnified by his good intentions.

At this point he tried to do his best to save lives in the face of danger.

"Captain America? I thought the real you wouldn't be as noble as the comics."

The cigarette on Constantine's lips fell with the drop of his jaw, unable to make a full expression on his face.

Gabriel's roar doesn't actually change anything. Even if Gabriel regains some of his power, he is just a famous angel.

And it's not complete.

The power it can now display in the human world is somewhat different than that of the witch heart demon.

So the light curtain shattered in another expansion of the flames of hell.

It retreated step by step in the flames of **** through the power emanating from its whole body, until a pair of incomplete wings were completely destroyed, and there were carbonized and scorched black marks on its body.

A neat blond hair disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were directly facing the flames, which were completely burned.

"The holy mountain of Harrogath told me that there is an atmosphere of acquaintances here."

A low voice sounded, as dull as a lightly beat drum.

A rough hand stretched out from behind it, grabbed the angel's neck and threw it back. The power of the Holy Light squeezed directly into Constantine's arms.

"Auriel's breath? Where did this come from?"

A whole violent airflow shattered the flames in front of him directly with the questioning! A gust of wind crushed the flames into tiny sparks.

Hellboy lost the external pressure, and a pair of strong hands held the horns on his head.

With a crisp sound, the pair of horns were cut off by him.

In this battle between **** and humanity, humanity finally won!

At the end of the charge, Matthew fell straight to the ground. The axe was still tightly clenched in his hand.

His body was stained red with blood, and one end was carried into the cooling magma on the ground.

He won't die, that's enough.

The shirtless strong body finally stood in front of everyone's eyes, and a battle flag was rattling behind him.

Burkeseau descends.

He looked at Constantine behind him with a serious face, feeling the residual power of hope.

The master of power, Bulkesso, is no stranger to the power that belongs to the Archangel of Hope, Auriel!

Although Burkessel seldom dealt with Archangel other than Impris and Tyrael, but as a partner who had fought together, he couldn't admit that Auriel's power was wrong.

As the archangel of the high heaven, Auriel has the power not to lose to the three demon gods.

Although when the great demon **** Diablo stepped through the crystal dome, only Impris faced it head-on.

But the Archangel of Love and Hope, Auriel, and the Archangel of Fate and Balance, Iseriel, are still fighting the demons in the corners that no one can see.

Even though Auriel is better at healing and guidance, no demon has ever dared to face her without fear.

Two streamers gathered by hope can break Azmodan's armor and quell the scourge of Duriel.

The light that belonged to hope at that time completely crushed the maggots all over the ground brought by Duriel, and even smashed the throats of countless demons with streamers.

Loving, kind and gentle, the symbol of love hidden under the azure blue hood! Hope Archangel Auriel!

Never one step away from the Nephalem, because hope has been with humanity since the beginning.

In the vote on the fate of mankind held by the Angris Committee, at the moment when Prius decided to exterminate all mankind, fate chose neutrality to maintain the balance, and wisdom chose to abstain.

Hope cast a crucial negative vote.

In the end, justice has won a chance for mankind to continue~www.NovelMTL.com~Ao~”

Constantine subconsciously wanted to ask, but without his jaw and tongue, he could barely spit out a sound.

Gabriel's body instantly became illusory and completely integrated into Constantine's body.

Constantine's body, which was covered with cracks, began to heal visible to the naked eye.

"Who is Auriel?"

Constantine finished his question with astonishment.

Bulkasso ignored the consternation of the people around him and walked towards this nasty guy.

"hope!"

Bulkessel's voice sounded like thunder in front of Constantine.

Then Bulkessel sniffed fiercely, capturing the remnants of Auriel's power.