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The gears of fate began to turn again.

John was extremely sure of this while running wildly, just like he had always known that his asshole's life would not be perfect.

The troubles are endless and never ending.

You will always get involved in another trouble just when you think you are about to win. You will always see some people sink because of you just when you think you finally get what you want.

Constantine's life is a life that keeps running wildly. He will not stop, not because he is a fighter, but because he is afraid of death and the unknown. He is not that great, he just wants to live instinctively. Go down.

To survive, he had to use all his strength to win and let the world he lived in also survive.

John walked around a ruins, and he was horrified to see huge balls of flesh rolling on the road paved with flesh and blood. They were huge monsters composed of countless human beings entangled together, and even though those human beings were twisted and seemed to have melted, But they were still alive, and they even saw John and Isabella. They started waving, waving with tears, as if they were very passionately inviting them to speed up this grand doomsday carnival.

Just above these terrifying monsters, the dazzling white light has never disappeared. It seems to be the only existence that can compete with the huge eyeball that replaces the moon and illuminates the earth with blood-red light.

And the white light was moving, as if it was searching for something alive.

"What's that white light above?" John finally couldn't help but ask.

Isabella also ran wildly on John's right side. She crushed two huge eyeballs, and the greasy and disgusting liquid that collapsed made her almost fall. While stumbling, she escaped the random scratching of the pale arms stretched out from the crooked wall. While she was cursing and complaining, Isabella still raised her hand to look at the paper she was clinging to.

"Color condenses in the blank! This seems to be forming a fucking door! A door with a black frame!" Isabella ran and shouted while panting, "Whatever the white light is, it is the same as Lucifer. The game we are playing is related! The paper in the "Book of Destiny" and the time pocket watch you are holding, they all change when the white light in the sky appears! This is not a coincidence...Wait? Did you hear What happened?"

John has stretched his neck, and they are now walking between the ruins of collapsed buildings. The wreckage has not been completely changed. They block the progress of those huge monsters. There are only some disgusting plants emerging from the ground. The rot monster clawed at John and Isabella, but they had not yet fused, and the pale arms covered with green slime were weak.

John easily and without any mercy kicked away a rotten humanoid monster that grabbed the hem of his coat. He quickly crushed it with his foot and crushed it before it could fully emerge from the ground. Its flat head was covered with moss. monster head.

They may have been normal humans, but the impending destruction of the world changed them, and they turned into desperate corruptions that were gnawing at their own world.

John raised his head without any sympathy, and listened carefully. After barely filtering out the noises like howling ghosts and wolf howls, he seemed to really hear calls from them.

"Is that... the thing in that light?" John glanced at the white light in the sky again suspiciously. It almost stopped in front of the huge eyeball. "What is that thing doing?"

Isabella suddenly grabbed John's left arm, and she pulled it over forcefully. Her feet stumbled on a broken arm, and the two of them fell to the ground full of mud and flesh.

When John got up, he had already caught a glimpse of a huge head in the shadow of a large sloping building with its bloody mouth open. It seemed to be waiting for a rabbit, and inside the big bloody mouth, there were layers of growth like matryoshka dolls. It has a huge mouth, and those teeth arranged in layers form a weird and terrifying giant wall.

If Isabella hadn't pulled John back, John would have gone down the guy's throat by now.

There was a red light flashing in the throat, and mist was rising. There were even deformed and sickly vegetation and rotten humanoid monsters growing in the mouth. They were excellent disguises.

More hands emerged from the ground, as well as numbing tongues, eyes, and twisted and squirming intestines. They were all endowed with extremely abnormal vitality, and they all seized the opportunity to kill John and Isabelle. Pull and drag it into the ground.

At this time, the ground also became extremely soft, and John could not exert any strength at all. It was like stepping on quicksand and sinking deeper and deeper. And those monsters would not miss this good opportunity. They cried and howled and put their rotten faces in front of the two of them.

In the face of the stench, John finally became extremely frightened, because he knew that once dragged into the ground by these monsters, it would be an outcome worse than death.

"I won't fucking admit this unfortunate ending!" John roared. He forcefully pulled away an arm that was around his neck, but was immediately entangled with more hands and intestines.

The same was true for Isabella, her face was even covered by growing organs.

Magic was meaningless now, that power was not a miracle in the first place, it was some magic trick piled up with lies, and now, those tricks could not defeat the real destruction.

John unconsciously looked at the white light again in despair, and he really heard some voices. The voices were somewhat familiar, or more like...his own voice.

Endless life.

That is the voice of countless lives.

John involuntarily stretched out his hand towards the white light.

Then the next second, the white light emitted the most dazzling brilliance for a moment. It spread out in all directions and pierced the blood-red eyes in the sky.

[The whitest day will finally have light, which will purify the soul from delusion. 】

At the moment when the white light collapsed, John heard the prayer that seemed to come from the Gospel of Matthew.

It was his own voice that spoke, but John didn't often pray to God, but it was his voice.

And Isabella's voice, and more voices.

The voice of all mankind.

The grip on John loosened, and the intestines and organs curled up.

Those rotten humanoid monsters also began to look at the sky. They seemed to hear the voice in the white light, and they began to remember everything they had when they were humans.

[When darkness comes, look up, and when the new day comes, there is boundless light. 】

The sound, like a strong wind and huge waves, became louder and louder.

John knelt on the ground exhausted and slowly straightened up. He took out the pocket watch and saw the rotating hands and the illusory colors on the dial.

"Here we go, John!" Isabella said weakly.

When John turned around, he saw the paper in Isabella's hand unfolding to reveal a door that was getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, two white lights flew in front of Isabella and John.

Those were actually two rings.

[John Constantine from Earth, you will always choose to be with life. This is not just your instinct, this is the result of your strong will. 】

[Now, John Constantine, you are chosen by the Spirit of Being. 】

John's eyes widened as he was bathed in pure white light.

[Now, rebirth. 】