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The sun rose into the sky, and the warm sunshine shone on the old RV, and the woman walked out of it wearing a windbreaker.

I stood in the parking lot, stretched out in front of the sun, and talked all night. It was really a great harvest.

First of all, the real existence of heaven and hell is determined, but according to **'s own interpretation, these two places can be regarded as another space, similar to the dark dimension.

It is connected to the Marvel Universe, but it cannot fully open the channel and continue to connect, so it needs the help of magic and rituals.

But what makes people wonder is why Constantine’s soul is so in demand, wanted by both heaven and hell?

I don't know enough about the soul now, so I can only put it aside for the time being.

Van Helsing's matter is relatively simple. The so-called wolfsbane antidote only temporarily suppresses the wolf nature in his body.

After his young lover Anna was accidentally killed by him, he began to give up on himself. Three years later, on the full moon, the werewolf bloodline broke out again.

The only vampire who knew how to make the antidote had been killed by him, and he could never turn back into a human.

The door of the RV opened, and two demon hunters with panda eyes came out. They moved their bodies and lit cigarettes.

**I went to the nearby convenience store to buy some food and brought it back, and I wasn't afraid that they would run away.

After a whole night of "long talks", the three reached a unilateral agreement. The demon hunter showed him the horror of demons, and he must provide Xiangyin's firepower assistance when necessary.

Well, this assistance depends on his mood. He just wants to collect some demon samples to earn energy points.

After a simple meal, the three of them got into the car. Van Helsing was obviously stunned when the dilapidated RV started.

The car's roar is obviously more powerful, and it drives very smoothly.

The woman who was chewing a hamburger waved her hand: "I renovated the engine, I hope you don't mind."

"Wow, if you go to the car repair shop, you will definitely make a lot of money." The handsome Constantine said half-jokingly.

But it was obvious that neither Van Helsing nor ** cooperated and gave him no response.

After driving for 8 hours and passing through several towns, Constantine got off the car to replenish water and food, and came back with a serious face not long after.

"I received a tip that residents of a small town seemed to be preparing evil rituals. The police who went to investigate had not heard back for three days."

**The corner of his mouth curled up slightly: "Business is coming so soon?"

Van Helsing interrupted their conversation: "The place is not far from here. We can get there before dark. We have to prepare in advance."

"What are you preparing for?"

Van Helsing snorted: "Weapon!"

It seems that he is still angry that his beloved gun was reduced to ashes last night.

** shrugged: "I can provide weapons, just give me enough metal."

"There is a scrap recycling station 3 kilometers to the west. The metal you want is there."

The desert town was pitch black at midnight, with only a huge bonfire rising in the central square, and a steel cross standing in the center of the flames.

The ground was made of rocks and animal bones arranged in strange shapes, and the air was filled with an evil and twisted smell.

More than a hundred residents of the town walked out of their homes wearing black robes and gathered in the square holding scarlet candles.

Candlelights formed a river and surrounded the bonfire, and an old man holding a worn-out parchment climbed onto the high platform.

Three girls whose hands and feet were impaled by iron nails were lifted up. The blood had dried and the scars on their hands and feet had festered.

They looked the same and moved in unison. Their lifeless eyes looked at the residents gathered under the stage, and the endless hatred in their eyes burned crazily under the bonfire.

"The world is shrouded in darkness, eyes are obscured by thick fog, sins are burned away by flames, and we are saved!"

Magnificent but nonsense propaganda burst out from the old man's mouth, and all the residents shouted in unison.

A butcher holding a large European grass-cutting scythe, his face covered by an animal bone mask, walked over, holding the scythe high and suddenly slashing it down.

tearing~

The almost dried flesh made the sound of rags tearing apart, and a bright red heart was exposed.

Then another one, and another one!

The three girls opened their hearts under the executioner's torture, and their clothes were dyed red with thick black blood. The onlookers shouted wildly.

However, the three girls were not dead at this time. Their almost distorted faces were full of endless pain, their teeth sprouted and their hair proliferated, and they turned into three humanoid monsters on the wooden frame.

The sudden transformation made their dying lives stronger, and the torn wounds on their chests squirmed slightly as if they were about to heal.

"These are the devils in the world. They are evil and dangerous, but they claim to be the benchmark of human evolution, mutants!"

The old man pointed at the three people angrily, and the residents in the audience became more and more crazy, shouting in unison: "Kill them! Kill them!"

"This is murder!"

Suddenly, a different voice silenced everyone.

The woman with blood-stained mud on her hands stood up, threw away the candle in her hand, took off her black robe and walked towards the high platform, breathing heavily and trembling all over.

Not scared, but angry!

The X-Men movies have always emphasized that mutants are treated unfairly by humans. This is the first time he has seen this so-called 'unfairness' with his own eyes.

Cruel and perverted!

There are no demons here, but evil rituals do exist!

Not to exorcise demons or to summon demons, the real demons are the residents gathered here!

The Steel Wing Armor is connected to the satellite, and facial scans have confirmed the identities of the three girls.

They were just students who had just graduated from high school. Their parents reported their disappearance three days ago. They didn't expect to show up here.

"Are you going to help?"

Constantine, who was wearing a black robe, asked in a low voice, but Van Helsing lowered his head and did not respond.

He has seen too much of this kind of thing and has experienced too much. Foolish people always like to redeem themselves with self-righteous justice, but they don't know that they are heading towards the abyss of sin.

Looking at the figure walking towards the high platform, reflected by the bonfire, he thought of his former self: "It's so cute and stupid."

"what?"

"Rescue!"

Van Helsing tore off the black robe on his body, energy buzzed, and the energy cannon as thick as a bowl shot into the sky. The huge recoil made him almost sit on the ground.

The beam of light shot thousands of meters into the sky and suddenly exploded. The lightning shot pierced the air with its claws and fangs, like a giant web of lightning weaved by a thunder spider!

The noisy town of Needle fell into a deathly silence, and everyone looked at the fleeting lightning in the sky at a loss.

** Holding his head with one hand, he cursed in a low voice: "This idiot!"

"Wow! That's good enough!" Van Helsing shouted excitedly, and the pulse gun barrel on his arm was still emitting green smoke.

Constantine quickly hid the small barrel that he had just put on his hand under his black robe, and pressed Van Helsing's shoulders: "You have a convulsion."

"What?"

Van Helsing was so excited that he almost danced. He turned a deaf ear to Constantine's taunts and raised his launcher to get on the high platform ahead of the enemy.

He raised and waved his weapon in support like a show of force: "You stupid people, reckless people, idiots! They are not demons at all, you are murdering! Murder of Chi Guoguo!"

"Damn it, you're stealing my lines!" ** had black lines all over her head.