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Ten minutes ago.

Chen Yu bent down and looked at the girl's body.

Regret.

This is the only emotion.

Other than that, Chen Yu didn't have any ideas.

Death is death, accident or murder, the outcome makes no difference.

Chen Yu slowly stood up, and the "Book of Magic" began to stir, as if it was hungry and watching the three surviving demons.

It's changing.

Driven by curiosity, when Chen Yu was about to start a new experiment on the devil, he squinted through the firelight of the club and caught a glimpse of a vague shadow in the corridor outside the door.

Someone is hiding in the corner.

Nowadays, apart from the demon in front of him, the only one who can move around in this strange and gloomy mental hospital is Constantine, who has disappeared.

Ah... Oops.

Chen Yu suddenly remembered the name he had given before.

I told him my name was Andre, and he entered the club, and he might insidiously induce Georgie to reveal the name of the Son of Mammon.

He knew my identity, that of a half-blood demon.

This guy wants to kill me.

But how will he kill me?

Chen Yu couldn't think about it, because Constantine was a mad dog, and there were always insidious plots hidden in his weird mind.

Letting it give up is the best option.

In silence, Chen Yu looked at the girl's body at his feet again.

Astra is the pain that will always linger in Constantine's heart, it is his original sin and weakness.

In essence, Constantine is on the side of justice and humanity, especially humanity.

A plan comes to mind.

Let the soul of the girl in front of you go to heaven.

An act of kindness.

Chen Yu came to this conclusion.

This should be considered an act of kindness, something Constantine failed to do, and now I have a lot of leverage. He will empathize with me, feel conflicted, and think that I am on the side of humans rather than the devil.

In the end, Constantine may hesitate to give up on his plan to kill me.

Well, just do it.

Chen Yu cleared his throat, picked up the girl's scrawled and meaningless painting, turned to the two demons, and began to threaten, "What are your plans for the future?"

……

"I thought you were captured. You were a patient and locked in the intensive care unit. And where did such a powerful holy object come from?" Chen Yu asked calmly, facing Constantine, "You have long been You knew there was a demon in Ravenskane, right? You were prepared, but then the Newcastle tragedy happened first."

Constantine put the cigarette butt into his mouth and took a long puff. He lowered his head and puffed out the smoke.

Chen Yu turned his head and saw a rusty long sword thrown against the wall behind Constantine. The sword was engraved with some unknown handwriting and runes.

Constantine lied upstairs and said he had no materials and magical artifacts.

This guy has been doubting my identity for a long time.

Chen Yu's eyes moved back to the silent Constantine, "You just said you got the discharge certificate."

"Hmm, that guy Qiaoji Qiaoji signed it, it was a pleasure." Constantine finally spoke, "To be honest, when I mentioned flatulence, he was already scared! A bunch of bastards who bully the weak and fear the strong!"

"You went to Qiaoji Qiaoji's office." Chen Yu just noticed that the door of Qiaoji Qiaoji's office was ajar.

Constantine raised his eyelids, his blue eyes flashing dangerously.

"What is that sword used for?" Chen Yu asked calmly, "I can see the cross on the hilt. And...the magic circle at my feet."

"Brother, I have to be prepared with both hands, right? That's a house full of demons!" Constantine was surprisingly thick-skinned, "Isn't it too much for me to have weapons?"

A weapon against demons, a holy sword.

There is also the magic circle just painted with blood.

The blood hasn't even dried yet, it was just painted.

Maybe it temporarily blocked my connection with magic. The dizziness was not an enemy attack at all, but the feeling of powerlessness after losing magic power.

Is there a showdown?

After all, he destroyed the magic circle in the end, allowing me to regain control of my magic power.

Chen Yu finally just sighed softly, "What made you change your mind?"

Constantine put his hands into the pockets of his ill-fitting suit and turned his face to the side.

He acquiesced in his guilt.

The magic circle was created by this scumbag. He knew my identity. He wanted to trap me, temporarily eliminate my magic, and then use the holy sword to deal with demons to kill me, a hybrid demon.

But at the moment when the magic was cut off, the enemy who had been looking for an opportunity suddenly pounced on him one step ahead of him with all his might.

This may also be due to George Georgie. The guy was restless when he died. He was eager for revenge and to regain control of the situation.

"You did what I couldn't do." Constantine turned around, silently picked up the holy sword and walked towards the hall.

I bet right.

That girl is the key.

Chen Yu took a few steps to follow. He thought for a while and said with determination, "Can I become your apprentice?"

"Ah?" Constantine almost swallowed the cigarette butt into his throat and coughed violently, "What the hell?"

"I hope you can teach me about magic." Chen Yu said very sincerely.

"No! Go find someone else, boy!" Constantine laughed self-deprecatingly, "I can't be a competent teacher, and I don't like you, boy!"

"I don't like you either, Mr. Constantine. You even wanted to kill me just now." Chen Yu didn't intend to give up at all. He was now full of curiosity about Constantine himself, and he found that following Constantine would definitely help him. Encounter more bizarre and strange events.

He just has this "lucky" physique.

I take it back, this is just the kick I need right now.

I want to understand human nature, which is perhaps the most elusive of mysteries.

"Then get away! We'll go our separate ways when we leave this messed up place!" Constantine quickened his pace.

"You owe me a favor, Mr. Constantine." Chen Yu said politely, "I saved you from the devil."

"Fart! I escaped on my own! I even helped you complete the summoning ceremony!" Constantine didn't buy it at all.

That's right, in this scumbag's ledger, the only things others will always owe him.

"You tried to kill me." Chen Yu said.

"Because you're too dangerous, a half-blood demon? Oh my God! Maybe I really should kill you!" Constantine shouted angrily, "So you should thank me!"

Well, it doesn't work.

Chen Yu suddenly stopped, thought for a moment, and then said, "What if... I can help you one more time?"

"Don't be ridiculous, kid! All you can do to help me now is shut up!" Constantine waved his fist without looking back.

"The demon who tortured you and took away Astra's soul..." Chen Yu paused deliberately.

Constantine stopped and clenched the holy sword in his hand, "You'd better speak clearly, boy! Don't play tricks! Otherwise I swear I will..."

"Nergal." Chen Yu whispered, "He is your enemy, the devil who teases you."

Constantine seemed to be petrified and did not move for a long time. After a while, he took out the cigarette case with trembling hands, and then slowly turned around.

In the darkness, Constantine's eyes shone with a terrifying light.

"It will be very dangerous to set foot in the magic field." Constantine spit out the cigarette butt and said reluctantly, "You may be able to return to the life of an ordinary person."

"Do you think I can return to normal life?" Chen Yu asked.

"No, you will die miserably if you give up magic." Constantine scratched his head vigorously, as if he was very annoyed, "Come on, let's go to Thursdyk first! There is one of my warehouses there, and we have to be prepared. Cut off the prying eyes and go find a friend in London!”

"Who?" Chen Yu asked curiously.

"Oh my God! Can you shut up!" Constantine was frantic. "An old woman with a bad temper! As far as I know, she has lived for hundreds of years!"