I, the crooked way in the American manga

Chapter 132
The blood was thicker than Zhao Song had imagined. What was important was that some kind of evil creature seemed to be bred in the blood.

Or the blood itself is some kind of evil.

Throwing down a Five Emperors Disaster Relief Talisman, the Five Emperors Disaster Relief Talisman started to burn in the air before it reached the place.

The five emperors disaster talisman turned into ashes and fell into the pool of blood.

"Stab" sounded.

In the pool of blood, a piece of blackness like cooling magma appeared.

Zhao Song signaled Little John to go outside and start the car, and if something happened, everyone would run away at any time.

Little John went out carrying the weapon.

Zhao Song glanced around here, but still couldn't figure out what the ultimate goal of this witch ceremony was.

He is familiar with Eastern rituals, but he is not familiar with Western ones.

He needs to find an expert.

After taking a photo, Zhao Song sent a photo to Father Midnight.

"Papa Midnight, what is this?"

After a while, in the middle of the night in Los Angeles, I pulled out my phone and saw these photos.

"what is this?"

He also has some doubts.

Midnight is a voodoo master. He is very familiar with all the rituals of voodoo, which can be called the encyclopedia of voodoo.

But the rest of the ceremony, he is not very clear.

In the photo that Zhao Song gave him, it clearly showed the sacrificial ceremony of a certain black wizard.

As for who to sacrifice to, what is the purpose.

This is not clear.

He didn't know much about it either.

Fortunately, he soon received several photos, which together formed a weird ceremony.

Just when midnight was frowning and thinking, a man came to him.

He's dressed in smart black and exudes damn charm.

Unisex charm.

The important thing is that he always has a frivolous smile on his face.

"Aha, Midnight, I've heard of you for a long time."

He came over with a glass of ale and said.

Midnight looked up at the person who came, his pupils shrank imperceptibly, his whole body went numb involuntarily, and his heart beat faster.

He was moved.

It could also be said that its hormones kicked in.

Throat a bit dry at midnight.

Sure enough, what the wizarding world said was true.

Lucifer, the devil who guards God's hell, has left his post and came to Los Angeles.

The person in front of him is the owner of this bar.

He is also the devil king in hell.

A strong man who can completely ignore Satan.

God's favorite son.

Keepers of Hell.

Lucifer Morningstar.

Hearing Lucifer Morningstar said to him that he had admired his name for a long time, Dad Midnight also had his pupils constricted and his whole body felt cold.

Midnight does not feel honored to be remembered by Lucifer.

It's not a good thing to be missed by a top devil in hell.

Usually when they say this, they covet each other's soul.

"Take it easy, midnight."

Smelling the fear emanating from Midnight, Lucifer said kindly: "I have no interest in arresting people in hell.

I don't want to work for the old man either.

I, not his slave, I just want to enjoy life, nothing more.

Instead, I'm interested in you exorcists.

What I enjoy most right now is helping others.

John Constantine came to me not long ago, wanting me to undo his curse.

About the curse of the giant beast.

Oh, that's a tricky business, I recommend him to Egypt.

But what are you doing here?Midnight, are you here for a drink, or do you need my help?
Believe me, my favorite thing right now is helping people, and I don't even need you to sign a contract with me. "

Lucifer doesn't lie.

Everything he said was true.

He just likes to fight the old man.

The old man wants him to guard the hell, but he will not guard the hell. The old man wants him to be the devil, so he has to help others.

There was a kind of rebelliousness about him that didn't grow up.

Lucifer drank a little wine, glanced at Midnight's phone, and suddenly pointed to the phone and said, "Aha, do you know something about sacrifices?

Isn't this the passage to that smelly dog's lair?
Why, you, a wizard, also want to play with it?
With all due respect, you wizards really don't know what to do, and that stinky dog ​​has a bad temper.

If it waits for it to come, it will eat everything it sees.

He hated the living most of all. "

Lucifer said frivolously.

"You mean, this is a summoning formation?"

Father Midnight couldn't help but said.

When he heard Lucifer say stinky dog, he had a bad feeling.

"Of course, this blood pool is the Styx River.

The River Styx passed by, and of course Cerberus, the three-headed hellhound, was in front of the gate.

When the passage here opens, the three-headed dog will run out of the passage and eat all the living people it sees. "

Lucifer said casually.

He had a drink with Papa Midnight and left.

Papa Midnight's hairs stood on end.

broken!

He knows things are broken.

Someone summoned Cerberus in New York!

The Cerberus is not a nobody.

On the contrary, Cerberus is the vicious dog that guards the gates of hell in Greek mythology.

It is the watchdog of Hades.

As a canine, it has venom all over it.

As a dog, it also burns with hellfire.

As a dog, it has an extraordinary hatred for the living.

Call such a monster appeared in New York.

Papa Midnight couldn't imagine what would happen.

After Lucifer left, he immediately called Zhao Song.

"Hey, Zhao, you have to find a way to get rid of it. Someone is calling Cerberus, the three-headed hell dog. That's not the blood pool, but the Styx channel."

he said quickly.

"what."

Zhao Song was on the phone, "Ah" and said: "I see, I am solving this matter."

He hung up the phone and clapped the soul-calling beads by his hand.

Inside the Calling Soul Orb, Yin Jiao landed in the pool of blood, sipping it!

The pool of blood is the Styx.

What is Styx?
A collection of yin qi, or a simple river?

Zhao Song didn't know either, but they were all called Minghe.

I guess there's something cloudy about it, right?

If there is yin energy, can the summoning beads also absorb it?
After the wild goose plucked its feathers, Zhao Song planned to try it.

As a result, after such a trial, Yinjiao absorbed the Styx first, and the Soul Calling Orb turned into the size of a fist and landed on the blood pool. Countless blood rose from the sky and poured into the skull!
"Boom boom boom boom boom".

The Soul Calling Orb grew bigger again in an instant.

Becomes the size of a small house.

This little house-sized soul-calling pearl divides the Styx River into seven orifices, absorbing each of the seven blood dragons, and inside the "little house" there is also the sound of "squeaking" water when the big river flows.

The "blood" in this pool is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The pool was obviously full of blood, but it started to decrease under the absorption of the Soul Calling Orb.

Zhao Song looked up at the soul-calling pearl, and was sure that it would be no problem for the soul-calling pearl to swallow the Styx water, so he didn't worry about it.

This is New York.

Although it is not the best place, but it is almost the same.

If something really happened here, of course SHIELD would be called to clean up the ground.

What is he worried about?
Really the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is in a hurry.

If the real three-headed dog comes out.

That poses far more danger than the Abomination and Hulk fighting on the streets.

What is most anxious is not him, but S.H.I.E.L.D., NYPD, and Congress.

He sucks when he can, pulls down when he can't, and just leaves.

He is only responsible for absorbing the breath of the Styx.

He wanted to try from the Styx, if he could absorb a little energy.

the result shown.

He was whimsical.

In this Styx, he could not absorb any energy at all.

Looking at the flesh and blood "all over the mountains and plains", Zhao Song simply picked up the rosary and began to recite the mantra. The blue flames diffused from his feet, silently attaching to every blood vessel and every "embryo" that was conceived here. "On top.

The whole factory turned into blue.

Fortunately, the blade warrior was not dyed blue.

He clenched his knife tightly and asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

"I don't know either. I said I was reducing them. Do you believe me?"

When Zhao Song was reciting the scriptures, he replied by the way.

"What do you think?"

The blade warrior asked back, it was hard for him to believe in this scene that he was destroying this flesh and blood factory.

He seems to be sabotaging.

These cyan flames have no burning properties.

The blade warrior even felt that these flames flowed like water and were gentle.

The cyan flames completely enveloped the flesh and blood factory, and finally the countless cyan flames flowed back into Zhao Song's body again.

Nothing seemed to have changed.

Perhaps the only change is that after the blue flames of the flesh and blood flowed back on Zhao Song's body, they withered.

In the suburbs, a cyan King Vajra Bodhisattva appeared.

Little John looked devoutly at the factory that had completely turned into blue, and devoted himself to worship.

Green Zombie also jumped back when the blue flames filled the air.

He is extremely afraid of the blue flame.

In Little John's eyes, the Vajra King Bodhisattva transformed from the blue flame grew bigger and bigger until the surrounding area was also shrouded in the blue flame.

Even the pack of wolves that had turned into mummies in front turned into a part of the blue flame.

……

……

New York City, Brooklyn.

In a high-rise apartment.

Faust sat on the sofa, watching the comedy on TV and laughing.

Beside him, sat an old witch whose whole body was shrouded in darkness.

The old witch had a map in front of her eyes.

She kept writing and drawing on the map.

It wasn't quiet in the room.

The whole room smelled of blood.

A lot of blood flowed out from under the bathroom door.

The sound of chewing echoed throughout the room.

The witch is thinking carefully, although she is called an old witch, but from the outside, she is not old.

In her hand, there is a cup of blood to refresh her.

Lamashtu was originally a blood-sucking demon.

She has a special fondness for human blood.

As a follower of Lamashtu, it is normal for the old witch to drink blood.

But it was obvious what she was thinking.

Eating in the toilet disturbed her.

She yelled viciously, "Quiet!"

The movement in the toilet immediately subsided.

The monster eating in the toilet made no sound, but Felix Faust's laughter grew louder against the backdrop.

The old witch glanced at Faust, but Faust didn't say anything, she frowned, and finally endured it.

She is no match for Faust.

This old coin has lived for so many years, and no one knows what cards he has.

For such a trivial matter, there is no need for the old witch to turn against him.

After careful calculation, the old witch suppressed the anger in her heart and said, "Faust, I have already created nine lairs. How are your preparations going?"

Faust didn't answer the old hag's words, but he definitely heard the old hag's words.

Because he stopped smiling.

He licked his upper gum unkindly, sat on the sofa, played with the remote control in his hand and said, "My arrangement? My arrangement was destroyed by a bald head.

I failed. "

(End of this chapter)