Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Fu..."

Gabriel withdrew her wisp of consciousness and chose to retreat when things were impossible. This is a symbol of wisdom. Of course, you can also call it "counseling". There is no way, facing a guy who doesn't even want his life When, you have to be cowardly.

And after the light curtain dissipated, Saibo, who was still showing off his power just now, sat back on the sofa, smoking a cigarette as if he was nothing, and at his feet, the body possessed by the gods had lost all life. Signs, turned into a touch of gray powder in the burning of hellfire.

Constantine leaned against the wall, hugging the "Book of Solomon", watching everything happening in front of him like watching a big movie. Michael's human incarnation is not too shocking, as long as he is given enough opportunities, he can also do this. After all, it is just an incarnation, not even one-thousandth of the power of the body.

But Angela, the only ordinary person present, was completely stupefied. Even as a not-so-sincere believer, she still couldn't accept all this. Is the respected Father David the incarnation of Michael? He was also easily killed by a mortal?

She was still holding the gun in her hands, but at this moment, this cold weapon could not give her the slightest sense of security. When Saibo's eyes swept over her, she couldn't help taking a step back, as if she might escape at any time Same.

"Well... you can't kill me with that thing, little girl."

Saibo flicked his fingers, and stopped paying attention to Angela. He looked at Constantine and snorted dissatisfiedly. The latter obediently walked to him with the book in his arms, and handed him the "Book of Solomon" with both hands. ,

"Then go back, I don't need him anymore, I already know what I want to know."

Seber glanced at the book, shrugged his shoulders, leaned on the blood-soaked sofa, spread his hands, and looked at Constantine,

"I heard you're dying?"

Constantine nodded bitterly, and Seber snorted,

"It seems that doing bad things will damage your health...Since this has happened, go and help me do one last thing, and then cut off your left hand yourself, and you can go away."

He reached out to take the "Book of Solomon" in his hand, but at the moment he took the book, a huge purple hand suddenly came out of the book and grabbed the unsuspecting Saibo, but failed. Pulling him up from the sofa, Seber narrowed his eyes, looking at the big purple hand holding his collar, he looked at Constantine playfully,

"So... this is the backhand you prepared for me? At this moment, you still want to resist... Wow, you are really a real villain."

Constantine breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the "Book of Solomon", and said to Seber who was fixed on the sofa by the big purple hand,

"I'm sorry, Boss Cyber, I can give my life to you after everything is over, but before I die, there is something I must do!"

The purple hand slowly changed in Constantine's handprints, and finally turned into a purple birdcage-like cage, covering Seber and the sofa in place. Constantine grabbed Angela who was sluggish in place. , and ran out the door, Seber's voice sounded behind him,

"Is it something you have to do if you risk your life? I can't see that you still have such determination, but since you want to play games, let's play slowly. Friendly reminder, Constantine, and that The little girl named Angela...was caught and ended up miserable."

Constantine and Angela didn't dare to stay at all, and escaped as fast as possible. After they disappeared, Seber completely ignored the cage that trapped him, but lay down on the sofa and snapped his fingers .

A purple halo appeared behind him. In less than 2 seconds, the huge berserker demon sub-lord Sim appeared in the holy church. As soon as Pu appeared, it sneezed fiercely and threw The huge cigar in his mouth fell to the ground.

"Ah, the disgusting smell, it's disgusting!"

It scratched the very characteristic purple hair, looked at Seber, "Why did you call me up again? To be a babysitter for your idiot sister?"

Saber glanced at the demon, and Sim changed his clothes. It was no longer the rough vest and boxers before. The reason was that Catherine felt that Sim looked like a pervert, so now the demon was wearing A floral shirt and beach pants, and a gold chain made of shrunken demon skulls around the neck. In fact, the image has not changed much, but it looks too funny.

"I heard that you have been making a lot of noise in hell recently..."

Saibo rubbed his forehead and said in a low voice, "The contract copied my self-healing power and gave it to you... You think you can fight right now, don't you?"

Sim snorted, tore open the space and took out a new huge cigar, lit it in the fireplace in front of him, and didn't talk to him, but the more abstract expression on his abstract face proved his idea, yes, Sim Adults feel that they have a great advantage!

Just from the name, the Berserker knows what kind of creature it is. It is good at melee attacks and powerful. It already has a certain self-healing power. Now that the contract has been signed, part of Cyber's self-healing will be blessed. Its strength has also improved to a certain extent, which made Sim immediately transform into a warmonger.

What I couldn't beat before, I can beat now, so if I don't go reckless, I'm sorry for the crime I signed the contract. Every day, I get mana drawn by Seber to supplement the damage, which makes Sim very depressed. Is there any fun in hell? Yes, fighting has become its best form of entertainment, and the circles of hideous demon heads around its neck are all its recent trophies.

From this point of view, Sim actually thinks that this contract is quite profitable. The premise is that it would be better if it can be changed to an equal contract.

Saibo didn't bother to talk nonsense with this demon, he waved his hand,

"Go, follow them closely, and bring me the book back. By the way, let's see what tricks Constantine is playing this time. I always feel that the attitudes of Gabriel and Michael are not normal. They seem to be expecting me Get out of here after finishing the matter here, if you say that there is nothing tricky in it, the devil will believe it!"

"Or just kill them directly..."

Sim whispered that it is a typical power demon who hates such sneaky things the most, if it is not requested by Seber, it will always use a more convenient and direct method to solve the problem.

Those words made Saber's eyes widen.

"Kill...you can, but not now! Go ahead, do what I told you, and hide in the dark until the last black hand emerges. Well, you can help them deal with a little trouble, provided you don't expose it own identity."

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of bugs!"

Sim was still a little reconciled, but seeing Seber's expression turned cold, he didn't dare to pester him anymore, he knew better than anyone how terrible it would be for this soul before him to become violent.

Sim's figure disappeared in place, and Seber was the only one left in the church. He silently smoked his cigar, looked at the crucifix in front of him, shook his head, stood up, stretched out his hand, The purple light of the birdcage in Standing Lane lightly twitched, and the next moment, the blazing hellfire rushed from the spot, burning everything including the sofa and the stone statue birdcage, and soon It swept across the entire St. John's Church.

Under Seber's will, the flames would only destroy the church and not harm a single innocent.

He walked out of the flames with a wooden box on his back, but if he took a step forward, the blazing flames would make way for him, until finally, he stepped into the world again, and behind him, only one tree had turned into a ball of flames. Ruins of St. John's Church.

Seb sat back in the car Chandler was driving, and he looked through the glass at the burning wreckage, and he said softly,

"Look, God, it's not here tonight."

On the other side, Constantine dragged Angela into the police detective's car, and the two rushed out of the street aimlessly, circling the entire city. Constantine didn't let his Breathing calmed down, Sable would never spend 10 minutes chasing them, that is to say, Sable had some purpose and let them go.

Although this means that they may fall into the schemes of the devil's boss, it is better than losing their lives on the spot.

"Fu..."

Constantine stretched out a trembling hand, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it several times but failed to light it, he clutched his fist angrily and howled, until Angela slammed on the brake, this one had a The black-haired, good-looking police detective leaned on the seat, breathing heavily as well. She brutally took out the remaining cigarette pack from Konstantin and lit one for herself.

"Huh... who is that?"

She asked, Constantine closed his eyes, and his voice was as calm as if it came from a distant hell, "Sab Hawk, a barbarian from Gotham, the most terrible thing is that he has countless people in New York." Qing's dog leg..."

"Looks like a villain!"

Angela said something, Constantine shook his head, "As far as he is concerned, he is not evil, but his acting style is too domineering, you have seen how he treats angels, believe me, He treats mortals even more cruelly...By the way, your name is Angela, Angela Dawson, right?"

Constantine looked at the police detective who was driving again, and a playful expression flashed in his eyes, which meant that Zha Kang was about to start deceiving people.

"Well, I'm Angela, who are you?"

"Constantine, John Constantine, the strongest exorcist in Manhattan, haven't you heard my name?"

Constantine glanced at Angela, "I often assist your police station in the investigation of some special cases, but that's not the point. The point is, your sister Isabella committed suicide by falling from a building 2 days ago? Right? "

"she..."

There was a trace of pain on Angela's face, she clenched the steering wheel, "She did not commit suicide, Isabella is a sincere Catholic, she will not commit suicide! Suicides will go to hell..."

"I know, I know all this, people who commit suicide go to hell, to be tortured forever."

Constantine wiped the "Book of Solomon" in his arms, and said softly, "Tell me about your judgment. You are a policeman, and the deceased is your sister. You should have your own judgment, right?"

Angela was silent, and after a while, she spoke,

"I think Isabella was bewitched by some cult. When she was sober, she was curious about the knowledge of summoning devils and enjoyed it. I think she was controlled by others, or used some special method of hypnosis...”

"Typical layman's parlance!"

Constantine curled his lips in disdain. He threw the cigarette butt out of the car, turned to look at Angela, and said, "After what happened tonight, do you still think so?"

Angela pursed her lips and stopped talking. Constantine took a deep breath, put his left hand on Angela's shoulder, and said in a deep voice,

"I've been investigating the "smuggling" of extraterrestrial demons into the real world recently. Recently, there are more and more perverted murders you are dealing with, right? This is a sign, Angela, your sister is probably involved. ..I have no intention of participating in this matter, but considering that what we are going to do is somewhat related, so...I need your help, you help me, I will help you! How about it?"

Ten seconds later, Angela breathed a sigh of relief,

"How can I help you?"

There was a flash of light in Constantine's eyes, and he waved his hand, "Don't worry, let's find out about your sister first, I have a friend, Father Hannessy, let's go to him first!"