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"I didn't say anything, you guessed it yourself." Constantine said with a bitter smile.

"You've revealed enough," Harley rolled her eyes at him, "How can Swamp Thing give birth to a child when he doesn't even have a body?"

Constantine lowered his eyes to hide the strange look in his eyes, shook his head and said: "I don't know, maybe, just like Hell, he just wants to destroy the ceremony of the Holy Advent Crusade."

"Whose side are you on?" Harley asked, staring at him.

"If possible, I don't want to take any side." Constantine sighed.

"So, you still made a choice?"

Constantine was silent.

"It seems you chose Swamp Thing." Harley sighed.

"Why do you say that?"

"Judging from your past attitude, you will go to heaven with no dicks and go to hell with disdain. Like Doctor Fate and Zatara, you are a 'big humanist'." Harley said.

"You don't seem to agree." Constantine said strangely: "You are also a human being."

"Which side do you think I prefer between humans, gods and demons?" Harley asked.

"They say you are a bitch of heaven." Constantine said.

"And you?"

"I don't know." Constantine said.

"If I were in your position, what do you think I would choose?" Harley asked again.

"I'd like to hear from you."

"Zed is my friend, and during the advent of the Son, I only care about her.

Her interests are my interests, and her will is my will.

Regardless of heaven, hell, or the Parliament of Life, they are not as important as my personal wishes. "Harry said meaningfully.

"You seem to be implying that you are a loyal friend, but I am very unloyal." Constantine narrowed his eyes.

“I’ve saved the multiverse, and not long ago, the Earth.

But I never considered myself a hero.

I have deceived many people, and betrayed many people and organizations for profit. In the eyes of others, I am a profit-seeking, treacherous and cunning villain, but I have never let down my friends. "

Harley's back was straight, her expression was magnanimous, and she looked directly at Zha Kang.

Just now, she had found Tian Zhisheng and was preparing to save Kang's father for Zha Kang.

When Bruce Shadowman returned, she immediately gave up the throne of the 'real Emperor of Gotham' and allowed him to implement his ideas.

For Rich, she spent 55 million in meritorious service to ensure the perfect recovery of his soul.

Constantine looked away and said softly: "I care about Zed more than you do, and I care more about my friends than you do."

"Fuck you!" Richie's angry curse came from the phone in Harley's hand.

"Uh, Rich?" Constantine's mouth opened slightly, the cigarette butt fell from his lips, and his cheeks turned red instantly.

"You haven't turned into a crazy evil spirit?" There was three parts of embarrassment in his tone, but the remaining seven parts were sincere joy.

A thin and long black line quickly flew out of the screen, and on the way to Constantine, it turned into a god with surging demonic flames.

He wears black armor and a black cloak made of magic power, and exudes the aura of belief in God, but his appearance and figure are standard Rich.

"Bang!" Rich, the grass-headed god, punched Constantine on the chin, knocking his feet off the ground and flying two meters away.

"Shit, where did you get this extremely dark magic power? It seems you still have faith." Constantine was shocked, "Have you become a god?"

"Good eyesight," Richie smiled proudly and kicked him hard in the crotch.

"Ouch~~~" Zha Kang howled with a pale face, "Richie, you should understand that I made the best choice at that time."

"The best choice? Have you ever experienced the helplessness and fear of a person dying alone in Limbo, as well as the despair that the expected rescue has not come for a long time?

You just made the easiest choice for you, bastard! "

Richie rode on his chest, grabbing his windbreaker and shouting angrily.

Harley looked at the dim western sky and said: "The sun has set. Richie, you go back first. There will be too many opportunities to 'reminisce' with him in the future. Today is the day when his father is buried, so he must hurry up." Send away."

"Remember, go buy a smartphone on the street later and download Watchdog. I will be with you forever!" Richie leaned on Zha Kang again and yelled at him before turning into black again. The smoke penetrated into the mobile phone and disappeared.

"What happened to him?" Constantine groaned and climbed up, wondering: "He had no magic power before, but now his magic power has a deep darkness and extreme evil. It reminds me of Little Black Bean."

"You are indeed very knowledgeable. Yes, I summoned a ray of consciousness from Little Black Bean and used the supreme origin to distort all the magic marks on Richie." Harley said.

Constantine's heart moved, thinking of what Nergal did to him, his eyes were burning and he said: "Can you wash it for me too?"

Harley wondered: "The level of magic power may be high or low, but the most suitable one for you is always the magic change that comes from the dying transformation.

You are already a master of magic, and sooner or later you will usher in a change in magic.

Now that the magic power has been twisted by the little black bean, the future transformation will be wasted. "

Moreover, the magic power twisted by Little Black Bean just changed to a more powerful creditor.

The reason why the wizard group was eager to have the magic power twisted by Little Black Bean was because they felt that Little Black Bean had no will of his own and they would usher in complete freedom.

The fact now is that Xiao Heidou not only has his own will, but also is very independent.

"I" Constantine was about to explain, but thinking of what he was going to do in a few days, he stopped talking.

"Oh, let's send my dad away first!" He sighed and stood in front of the five-pointed star array behind the tombstone and chanted a curse softly.

"Summon Sin Eater @chews the bones and blood of sinners, devours the sins of sinners, answer my call, sin-eater!"

The magic circle flashed with blood-colored light, and gurgling black smoke emerged from the ground. A pair of evil, greedy scarlet eyes looked left and right in the smoke full of depravity.

A sin-eating ghost responded to the call and appeared in the world.

Sin-Eaters originate from fallen sin-eaters.

The sin-eater is a special type of clergy in ancient Christianity.

They claimed to be God's agents and purified the dead of their unconfessed sins by eating their bodies.

This kind of perverted profession can easily breed perverted people. In order to get rid of the burden of cannibalism, some sin-eaters will try their best to wash themselves and brainwash themselves. I am really the spokesperson of God. I am purifying the world. My cannibalism represents God eats people. When God eats the body of a sinner, he swallows his sins together.

Then they began to eat sinners who were still alive, sinners in their minds.

If someone commits the crime of killing, he will naturally fall into hell after death and become a sin-eater who chews corpses to recognize his sin.

Well, the Sin-Eaters are not cults or disciples, they are the most orthodox and devout monks.

If he hadn't fallen, it would have been possible to enter the Silver City after death.

"Satan is above, it's the witch Harley, oh, no~~~" The Sin-Eater glanced at Harley, wailed, turned into dark magic, and shrank back.

Zha Kang looked at the empty ground with a dull expression, "Why is it running? It's just a projection, who can really hurt it?"

Harley shrugged.

Zha Kang pondered for a moment, then drew a more complex pentagram circle on the edge, "Harry, this circle can hide your body and breath. You stay in it for now."

Harley did as she was told.

Zha Kang repeated the previous incantation.

fail.

There was no response from the magic circle.

"I am John Constantine. With my blood, Sin-Eater, come out!" He activated the magic circle for the third time and cut his palm, and little bits of blood fell into the center of the magic circle.

Black smoke came out, and a pair of scarlet eyes appeared on the ground. He slinked around and asked, "Is the witch here?"

"Not here." Zha Kang said dully.

"Keby was still howling just now, and the witch was fishing again." The demon was worried and continued to search carefully.

"Ham, it's me, Old John. We gambled a few times in Macau last time. Have you forgotten?" Zha Kang said.

"I know it's you." The sin-eating demon Ham lay on the ground, greedily and eagerly licking up the blood that seeped into the soil.

It almost licked a small pit out of the flat ground.

Well, even the mud was eaten into his belly.

Harley on the other side was shocked and confused. Why is the devil so eager for Constantine's blood?

He doesn't have much magic power to begin with, and blood is like cola to a demon with a title (name). It can be drunk, but it has little meaning.

"Why are you afraid of Witch Harley?" Constantine asked.

"Who in hell is not afraid of her? For her, the demon kings have even modified the laws of hell. Moreover, in the early years, she often summoned demons to kill with sticks, and her methods were so cruel and bloody that the demons were furious."

The black mist dissipated, revealing a demon with the body of a toad and the head of a brown bear on the ground.

It was as big as a single-person bathtub, and there were mouths the size of shells on the sticky skin, which looked very penetrating.

Constantine stopped talking nonsense and threw the dead cat that had been soaked in formalin for nearly twenty years to the devil.

"Eat it and tell me the crime of Thomas Constantine."

"It's just a cat." The Sin-Eater dug the soil hard with his claws and said with eager eyes: "Thomas is your father, right? Hehehe, through the thick soil, I can smell the sweet smell coming from below. .

As expected of a father and son, he possesses sins that are not inferior to yours. "

"Don't touch his body, eat this cat, and they will be connected to each other." A circle of golden runes appeared around Constantine. He chanted a spell in his mouth, and the demon wailed and stopped digging the grave.

It's a binding spell.

After eight years, he was finally able to control an earl demon with ease and ease.

Well, the man who made him helpless back then was also an earl.

"Ouch, it stinks so bad. Has this disgusting thing been soaked in formalin for a hundred years?"

The sin-eater seemed to have a piece of shit in its mouth, chewing it until the bear's face was distorted, and the small mouth on the toad skin spurted out ink-green mucus.

"Tell him his crime!" commanded Constantine.

"He was an alcoholic, domestically violent, and had been a football hooligan. After Liverpool lost to Manchester United at home, he threw Ferguson and Beckham with his sneakers, leading to a melee involving thousands of people."

"I'm not interested in such trivial matters, let's get to the point." Constantine said.

"Hehe, what's coming next will definitely be very exciting," the Sin-Eater looked at Zha Kang with malice and said with a smile, "He's still..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Zha Kang's face turned green and red, and he rushed over to punch and kick the Sin-Eater.

"Ouch~~~" The demon howled in pain while laughing loudly, "I can read his thoughts, do you know what he is thinking?

He was thinking what would happen if he walked into her room one night and touched her. She would be too scared to say anything, and then he could—"

"Lies, only lies can come out of the devil's mouth." Zha Kang shouted.

"It's a pity that he only had lust and finally insisted on not doing it. He just stole the dirty underwear and pants of the neighbor's female family members. You must not have forgotten it, right?

He was also arrested for this, and you and Cheryl went to live with your aunt for a while. "

Zha Kang murmured: "At least he didn't attack Cheryl."

"Hey, this is just an appetizer, there will be more exciting ones later, do you want to listen?" the devil said with a sly smile.