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Chapter 857
chapter 0354 part 4
"Taking Money but not doing the job, do you really think my Things are so easy to take!"
About ten minutes later, a pair of white Leather Shoes appeared before Constantine. Constantine, tear-streaked and snotty, raised his Head and looked at the Man before him, gritting his Teeth and closing his mouth.
"How does the pain of the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword piercing the heart feel! Since you refuse a toast and prefer a forfeit, you disobedient donkey, I can only rein you in!"
"What do you want me to do?" Constantine looked at the Evil God who had suddenly appeared in Reality. His mind raced, thinking of ways to deal with him.
Suicide! As long as he died, the Demon Kings and Angels who had signed Contracts with him would surely sense it.
By then, they would definitely rush over and be able to drive away this Evil God from this Parallel Universe.
Constantine's hand quietly reached into his chest pocket. There, he always kept an injection of hydrogen chloride poison. As long as he drank it, he could summon a large group of Creditors.
"Are you looking for this?"
Constantine's hand found nothing in his chest pocket. Then, a hand held an injection and dangled it in front of him.
"Suicide! You plan to summon your Creditors to deal with me. To be honest, your Abilities are much more formidable than a certain Mr. Xu!
However, do you believe that before the First of the Fallen, Lucifer, and them arrive, I will have already taken your Soul back to my Universe!
Want to bet on who's faster, Lucifer and them or my Immortal Registry! Don't worry, I will light an oil lamp in the pavilion you saw, use your Soul as the wick, and let you enjoy the Pain of being constantly burned by Blazing Flames!"
"This Time will be stretched out long enough. I have plenty of ways to make your Soul burn for thousands of years!"
Gentle words, but they spoke of cruelty more vicious than the most cunning Devil. Constantine had seen too many Demons and Devils; he could distinguish between Truth and empty threats.
When that hand handed him the hydrogen chloride injection and told him to try committing suicide, Constantine hesitated.
He endured the Pain, his Voice almost squeezed out from between his Teeth: "Can I have one more chance!"
"Unfortunately, you don't have a chance anymore!"
"I know a Demiplane. It's the Territory of Monsters. I can develop them into your Followers, so you can have a stable foothold in this Material World!"
The truly heart-wrenching Pain made Constantine reveal a Trump Card he had reserved.
"Hmm? Go on!"
The pain in Constantine's Body, which felt like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, seemed to disappear instantly. He lay on the Ground, gasping for breath.
"Los Angeles, behind the city of Los Angeles in the Federation, is a Monster Paradise. I can help you develop them into your Followers!"
Constantine felt no guilt whatsoever in directly selling out the City Spirit of Los Angeles, with whom he had a one-night stand. Or rather, guilt was something that simply wouldn't appear on Constantine. He had once performed Exorcism that caused an innocent little girl to fall into Hell forever, unable to be reborn! He had also hurt the feelings of his own niece for the sake of Exorcism, letting her be completely crushed in the end!
He could ruthlessly betray and Sacrifice his Teammates for Exorcism, and remained calm when facing their ghosts seeking revenge! "Congratulations, you have earned yourself a chance to live. Believe me, you should truly be grateful for your choice!"
"Now, I have something I need you to do. If you can complete it, I will exempt you from the pain of ten thousand swords piercing your heart brought by the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword. It's okay if you can't complete it either, you will just enjoy a free massage of the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword Qi piercing your heart every three months from now on!"
A hand pressed down on Constantine's Head. Then, many Pictures appeared in Constantine's mind. The first among them was a magnificent Magic Array diagram, and a very awkward, mysterious Spell.
Feeling the hand on his Head leave, Constantine looked at the white Leather Shoes that disappeared from his sight. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the Ground.
"Clang!"
Just as Constantine lay on the grass, gasping for breath, a beautiful face appeared before him.
"Stop! We're on the same side! I'm also an Apostle of that great Lord!"
Constantine, whose limbs were sore and weak, was completely unable to exert any Strength at this moment. He could only try to talk his way out of it, hoping to persuade Harley Quinn.
But the crazy Joker Woman was unwilling to listen to his Explanation. She swung her Baseball Bat heavily towards Constantine's face.
If it weren't for the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword Qi protecting him inside his Body, with this one swing from Harley Quinn, Constantine's brain matter would have been knocked out directly.
However, because of the protection of the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword Qi, Constantine was beaten by Harley Quinn with the Baseball Bat for half an hour straight.
She only stopped when her hands and feet became weak.
"What is this Thing?"
After finishing his Cigar, Constantine asked Bruce Wayne to find a Computer.
Because almost all the Equipment in the Batcave was damaged, Bruce Wayne had someone move one specifically from the Manor to fulfill his request.
As a Wizard, Constantine possessed many miraculous Magic Arts, such as Spells, Curses, Witchcraft, Stealth, and Illusions, etc.
He could use Perception to find others, and had also used Magic Arts originating from ancient Judaism to drive Golems. Similarly, he was proficient in traditional European Dark Magic to summon Demons; skilled in using Magic Arrays and Talismanic Seals to Conceal his tracks. But this did not mean Constantine was a pedantic Wizard. His understanding of modern science was not bad.
He could even use Quantum Magic to find Information on the Network.
It only took him half an hour to draw a complex, bizarre Lotus-shaped pattern on the Computer.
The members of the Justice League looked at this pattern, none of them understanding what it meant.
"This is a Sacrifice Magic Array. Draw it on the Ground of the Parademons' Lair. As long as the Magic Array is activated, those Parademons and that Steppenwolf will directly become Sacrificial Offerings! Someone will naturally collect these Sacrificial Offerings."
"Sacrifice! What do you mean?"
When Constantine stated his suggestion, the members of the Justice League were somewhat bewildered.
Dealing with a powerful Alien, and suddenly bringing up Sacrifice and Magic, everyone felt a bit disoriented for a moment.
"Blood Sacrifice! You want to Sacrifice to an Evil God!"
Wonder Woman Diana was the first to react. She frowned at Constantine and shouted angrily.
"Oh, come on, my Goddess! Human society now is the Land of Faith of that Lord. Your Olympian Pantheon has been in decline for how long! If praying to Zeus is useful, I'll build him a Palace right away! But tell me, is praying to Zeus useful now?!"
The sharp-tongued Constantine didn't hold back against Diana this time and directly Mocked her.
(end of chapter)
"Taking Money but not doing the job, do you really think my Things are so easy to take!"
About ten minutes later, a pair of white Leather Shoes appeared before Constantine. Constantine, tear-streaked and snotty, raised his Head and looked at the Man before him, gritting his Teeth and closing his mouth.
"How does the pain of the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword piercing the heart feel! Since you refuse a toast and prefer a forfeit, you disobedient donkey, I can only rein you in!"
"What do you want me to do?" Constantine looked at the Evil God who had suddenly appeared in Reality. His mind raced, thinking of ways to deal with him.
Suicide! As long as he died, the Demon Kings and Angels who had signed Contracts with him would surely sense it.
By then, they would definitely rush over and be able to drive away this Evil God from this Parallel Universe.
Constantine's hand quietly reached into his chest pocket. There, he always kept an injection of hydrogen chloride poison. As long as he drank it, he could summon a large group of Creditors.
"Are you looking for this?"
Constantine's hand found nothing in his chest pocket. Then, a hand held an injection and dangled it in front of him.
"Suicide! You plan to summon your Creditors to deal with me. To be honest, your Abilities are much more formidable than a certain Mr. Xu!
However, do you believe that before the First of the Fallen, Lucifer, and them arrive, I will have already taken your Soul back to my Universe!
Want to bet on who's faster, Lucifer and them or my Immortal Registry! Don't worry, I will light an oil lamp in the pavilion you saw, use your Soul as the wick, and let you enjoy the Pain of being constantly burned by Blazing Flames!"
"This Time will be stretched out long enough. I have plenty of ways to make your Soul burn for thousands of years!"
Gentle words, but they spoke of cruelty more vicious than the most cunning Devil. Constantine had seen too many Demons and Devils; he could distinguish between Truth and empty threats.
When that hand handed him the hydrogen chloride injection and told him to try committing suicide, Constantine hesitated.
He endured the Pain, his Voice almost squeezed out from between his Teeth: "Can I have one more chance!"
"Unfortunately, you don't have a chance anymore!"
"I know a Demiplane. It's the Territory of Monsters. I can develop them into your Followers, so you can have a stable foothold in this Material World!"
The truly heart-wrenching Pain made Constantine reveal a Trump Card he had reserved.
"Hmm? Go on!"
The pain in Constantine's Body, which felt like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, seemed to disappear instantly. He lay on the Ground, gasping for breath.
"Los Angeles, behind the city of Los Angeles in the Federation, is a Monster Paradise. I can help you develop them into your Followers!"
Constantine felt no guilt whatsoever in directly selling out the City Spirit of Los Angeles, with whom he had a one-night stand. Or rather, guilt was something that simply wouldn't appear on Constantine. He had once performed Exorcism that caused an innocent little girl to fall into Hell forever, unable to be reborn! He had also hurt the feelings of his own niece for the sake of Exorcism, letting her be completely crushed in the end!
He could ruthlessly betray and Sacrifice his Teammates for Exorcism, and remained calm when facing their ghosts seeking revenge! "Congratulations, you have earned yourself a chance to live. Believe me, you should truly be grateful for your choice!"
"Now, I have something I need you to do. If you can complete it, I will exempt you from the pain of ten thousand swords piercing your heart brought by the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword. It's okay if you can't complete it either, you will just enjoy a free massage of the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword Qi piercing your heart every three months from now on!"
A hand pressed down on Constantine's Head. Then, many Pictures appeared in Constantine's mind. The first among them was a magnificent Magic Array diagram, and a very awkward, mysterious Spell.
Feeling the hand on his Head leave, Constantine looked at the white Leather Shoes that disappeared from his sight. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed onto the Ground.
"Clang!"
Just as Constantine lay on the grass, gasping for breath, a beautiful face appeared before him.
"Stop! We're on the same side! I'm also an Apostle of that great Lord!"
Constantine, whose limbs were sore and weak, was completely unable to exert any Strength at this moment. He could only try to talk his way out of it, hoping to persuade Harley Quinn.
But the crazy Joker Woman was unwilling to listen to his Explanation. She swung her Baseball Bat heavily towards Constantine's face.
If it weren't for the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword Qi protecting him inside his Body, with this one swing from Harley Quinn, Constantine's brain matter would have been knocked out directly.
However, because of the protection of the Nine-Child Yin Soul Sword Qi, Constantine was beaten by Harley Quinn with the Baseball Bat for half an hour straight.
She only stopped when her hands and feet became weak.
"What is this Thing?"
After finishing his Cigar, Constantine asked Bruce Wayne to find a Computer.
Because almost all the Equipment in the Batcave was damaged, Bruce Wayne had someone move one specifically from the Manor to fulfill his request.
As a Wizard, Constantine possessed many miraculous Magic Arts, such as Spells, Curses, Witchcraft, Stealth, and Illusions, etc.
He could use Perception to find others, and had also used Magic Arts originating from ancient Judaism to drive Golems. Similarly, he was proficient in traditional European Dark Magic to summon Demons; skilled in using Magic Arrays and Talismanic Seals to Conceal his tracks. But this did not mean Constantine was a pedantic Wizard. His understanding of modern science was not bad.
He could even use Quantum Magic to find Information on the Network.
It only took him half an hour to draw a complex, bizarre Lotus-shaped pattern on the Computer.
The members of the Justice League looked at this pattern, none of them understanding what it meant.
"This is a Sacrifice Magic Array. Draw it on the Ground of the Parademons' Lair. As long as the Magic Array is activated, those Parademons and that Steppenwolf will directly become Sacrificial Offerings! Someone will naturally collect these Sacrificial Offerings."
"Sacrifice! What do you mean?"
When Constantine stated his suggestion, the members of the Justice League were somewhat bewildered.
Dealing with a powerful Alien, and suddenly bringing up Sacrifice and Magic, everyone felt a bit disoriented for a moment.
"Blood Sacrifice! You want to Sacrifice to an Evil God!"
Wonder Woman Diana was the first to react. She frowned at Constantine and shouted angrily.
"Oh, come on, my Goddess! Human society now is the Land of Faith of that Lord. Your Olympian Pantheon has been in decline for how long! If praying to Zeus is useful, I'll build him a Palace right away! But tell me, is praying to Zeus useful now?!"
The sharp-tongued Constantine didn't hold back against Diana this time and directly Mocked her.
(end of chapter)
