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The living room floor made of wooden planks, the overturned chairs and the smashed walls proved that there was supernatural involvement in this matter.

"Clap~"

Constantine took the lighter from the woman's table and lit his cigarette.

He opened his mouth and blew out the smoke ring, smelling the smell of sulfur in the air: "The devil kidnapped him."

Zatanna's face looked a little ugly. The girl stamped her feet anxiously, and her high heels made a "tapping" sound on the floor: "What should we do now? We have to find her."

Zatanna didn't want to wake up the next day with disgusting demons running around the streets.

"Don't make any noise."

Gino raised his finger to signal the two of them to be quiet.

"Things haven't reached the point of no return yet."

"Just be careful enough."

Jino took a deep breath, and in the next moment, all the surrounding materials gradually became transparent in his field of vision, even returning to the most basic transparent form of lines.

Looking across the ceiling, the woman's upstairs neighbor was a homebody who was frantically showing off his craftsmanship in front of the computer.

Skimming the ceiling and looking into the depths of the closet,

The lace material and some interesting toys in the wardrobe arouse your imagination.

Jino lowered his head, and soon, an ancient coin in the corner of the floor caught the boy's attention.

"found it."

Jino strode towards the corner, bent down and took out a copper-colored coin with a strange demonic pattern engraved on the front and back.

"What is this?"

There are specialties in the art industry, and professional things need to be handled by professionals.

Constantine took the first step to snatch the coins from Zatanna. He was hired by Gino, and he had to prove his worth. Otherwise, what would happen if his employer didn't pay the bill?

Constantine picked up the coin and looked at it carefully under the incandescent lamp above his head. A ferocious devil's head was engraved on the brass surface.

Under the head, there is a short sentence written in Roman.

"It's the demon Balthazar."

Constantine dropped the cigarette butt, stamped it out, and blew out a smoke ring.

"One of Satan's bastards in the world."

"Do you know where he is?"

"Ho ho~"

The topmost floor of a skyscraper.

A group of men, women and children in suits and ties gathered here.

An elite man in a suit who looked rather Indian stood on the podium in the conference room, speaking fluent curry-flavored English, and said to the demons below: "Lord Mammon is about to come to the world."

He opened his arms and spoke passionately: "He will bring blood and slaughter to this world, and let everything fall under his command!"

"And as a loyal believer of Lord Mammon."

"We will run the world for him!"

Before he even finished speaking, the excited shouts of demons could be heard from the audience.

"That's right! Keep these humans in captivity!"

"Let them be our food!"

"Rip their chests to taste!"

The demons' eyes glowed red one by one, with red luster shining in their eyes.

They can't wait.

"I announce!"

Balthazar spread his arms.

"The ceremony begins!"

Following Balthazar's words, several red-eyed demons carried a woman tied up with hemp rope into the conference hall.

Demons of all kinds stared greedily at the woman.

The rich divinity in her body made them eager to pounce on her and feast on her now.

But Mammon's reputation makes these demons dare not cross the thunder pool.

They passed the news one after another and carried the unconscious Angela to the podium where Balthazar was.

The constant bumps and shaking made Angela wake up faintly.

The surrounding air was filled with a rich, putrid smell of sulfur.

She saw pairs of blood-red eyes staring at her.

"Let me go, let me go!"

She struggled wildly, fear and despair spreading in the woman's heart.

She struggled hard, but the strong hemp rope bound her feet, preventing her from moving at all.

Breathing quickens, fear spreads.

The demons all let out a low evil laugh.

Everyone knew what this girl was about to go through.

The spear that sent Jesus to death would pierce her belly, allowing the son of Satan to come to earth.

"Oh!"

Angela was violently thrown to the podium.

"let's start!"

Balthazar rubbed his suit and tie, and smiled like a dog at Angela: "Don't worry, death is just an instant."

He stretched out his index finger and scratched his palm.

"Tick tock tick~"

Dark brown blood dripped down the palms onto the floor, and a strong smell of sulfur filled the air.

Other demons followed suit and cut their palms.

As the brown blood on the ground with a stench like pus increased, it even flooded the entire floor, and a crimson five-pointed star array slowly lit up on the floor.

"Pfft, cough!"

Angela watched desperately as the brown demon blood covered her ears and her cheeks.

The body is boiling and burning.

There was extreme pain in her abdomen, and Angela raised her head with difficulty. She was horrified to see a human head with an unclear face struggling wildly in her belly. It seemed that it couldn't wait to break out of her body, just like an alien in a horror movie. monster.

As the water level rose, the suffocation caused by drowning made her body sway unconsciously. She longed to live, but the demons in the whole room obviously would not give her a chance.

"Hold her down!"

Several demons grinned and grabbed the woman's limbs.

Balthazar grinned, and then picked up the white cloth placed on the table beside him.

Gently lifting the white cloth, Balthazar held the tip of a spear exuding a strong cold aura in his hand.

A playful smile appeared on the demon's face: "The spear of Longinus, the spear that killed Jesus, the spear of uncleanness."

He seemed to be saying to himself: "Now, it's your turn!"

The whispers of the devil ended, and the next moment, the atmosphere in the hall that originally exuded an evil aura condensed.

A breath of holiness and kindness suddenly descended on the heaven and earth here.

"Roar!"

The demons in the audience roared.

They felt the angel's breath and were restless.

In an instant, with the shining of holy light, many demons in the room were swept by the ultimate holy energy and exploded into ashes and dissipated.

"Wow~"

A pair of jet black wings spread out, and Gabriel, wearing a white angel robe, descended from the sky.

Balthazar held a black curtain with both hands to resist the holy light, and the smooth energy swept over the black curtain and made a sizzling sound.

"Damn angel, put away your light."

"Despicable one, hand over the Spear of Longinus."

Gabriel stepped on the ground with his bare feet, and the blood stained on the ground spread out. He seemed to be very afraid of the archangel.

Gabriel had a peaceful and serious expression on his face.

She folded her wings behind her.

"Ah."

Balthazar sneered and threw away the spearhead in his hand, while taunting: "Who would have thought that God's most faithful sheepdog would betray Him."

"This is not betrayal. Father is too kind to mankind." Gabriel gently picked up the spearhead on the ground: "Those who have committed the most heinous crimes only need to pray and repent to enter the arms of God."

"Too kind."

Gabriel repeated his words again and walked towards Angela, who was unconscious in the pool of blood, holding the spearhead.

"It's time for the guilty to be punished!"

Gabriel's eyes were firm, he held the spearhead with both hands and stabbed it down suddenly, and the monster in the woman's abdomen seemed to be sensed, and the struggle became more intense.

The son of the devil is about to come to the world!