[Zhongyingmei] It's not a slime!

Clark stood up abruptly. He said, "Ruby doesn't know the whole truth, does she?"

Ruby didn't know what Constantine did in this incident, otherwise she wouldn't want to stay in Constantine's body.

Constantine paused.

"Let me talk to her." Clark took a deep breath, and grabbed Constantine who was about to leave.

Constantine's indifferent eyes looked at Clark coldly, and the original casual expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a chill as sharp as a blade.

"Ruby, listen to me." Clark said quickly, "What happened in the Fortress of Solitude was caused by this guy. He used black magic to control me. He planned it beforehand. You can't believe it." This guy!"

Constantine in front of him looked at him quietly, a mocking smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth: "And then?"

Clark froze for a moment.

He let go of his hand, came back to his senses suddenly, and looked around.

The clerk hiding in the corner was looking at him suspiciously and curiously, and there were more passers-by outside the store, and they all looked into the store curiously.

All eyes were on him, as if he was the only one here.

Constantine continued: "You told her not to trust me, so why would she trust you? Trust a Kryptonian who casually threw her away?"

Clark said anxiously: "I... I was afraid of losing control, afraid of hurting..."

He suddenly stopped talking, and frowned and took two steps back.

……wrong.

wrong!

He has already been spellbound, when...

He stretched out his hand as fast as he could, and grabbed Constantine, but Constantine didn't move until Clark's hand passed through his body and touched the cold air——

There was no blood, no screams, nothing, Clark's hand seemed to pass through the air, and nothing happened.

Clark closed his eyes, withdrew his hand, and sat down on the sofa.

He is under illusion.

Constantine was long gone, he was gone.

However, Constantine in the hallucination was still standing beside him, smoking a cigarette expressionlessly, his dark eyes looked at him motionlessly, and a deep voice sounded: "I found it quite quickly, Not bad, Kryptonians."

Clark gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up."

"Sometimes, I really think it's really convenient that you don't know magic at all." Constantine continued as if he didn't hear what Clark said, "Don't worry, this illusion will last for 24 hours. During this period of time, you will have the illusion of seeing me anywhere, other than that, this illusion is harmless. Don’t try to find anyone else to solve it, as no one can solve it except me.”

This illusion produces illusions, both visual and auditory.

So super hearing doesn't work anymore.

Even if the Constantine in front of him is real, he can't tell the difference.

"What are you trying to do?" Clark said through gritted teeth.

"..." Constantine's phantom sat down in front of him, smoking a cigarette, and sighed while looking out the window.

"Don't worry, god on earth." He said softly, "I am destined to go to hell, and you are destined to have a bright future."

……

Meanwhile, another street corner.

Constantine passed by a vendor pushing an ice cream cart, he paused, and went back to buy an ice cream.

"What flavor do you want?" the peddler asked.

"Uh... Ruby?" Constantine asked.

"Huh?" Ruby seemed to be in a daze, and didn't react for a while.

"Ice cream, what flavor?" For some reason, Constantine was extra patient and asked again.

"...Well, Clark just..." Ruby's mind was full of what happened just now.

Constantine sighed.

He raised his head and said to the peddler with question marks on his face, "Thank you for a piece of Shi Datuo Miu Miao Hazelnut Flavored Ice Cream."

He deliberately wanted to divert the attention of the small symbiont, but now it seems that the effect is not very significant.

Ruby didn't care about ice cream at all at the moment, she felt a little messed up in her mind.

The scene of meeting Clark again was completely different from what she had imagined.

He seemed to want to tell himself something, but Constantine slipped away too fast for her to catch what Clark said.

But can you really trust the words of that nasty Kryptonian Clark Kent?Maybe he was just looking for another excuse to take himself back?

Ruby thought for a while, then suddenly sighed: System, I find that...it is getting harder and harder for me to trust others.

The system was silent for a moment, then said: It's not necessarily a bad thing.

Ruby said: ... Never mind!Anyway, stay away from the Kryptonians!

He was, after all, the only one who could casually throw her back on the symbiote planet.

Although Constantine can also move across the stars, he has already made a promise, and the degree of danger is always less than that of Clark.

Of course, the most important thing is that Ruby still has Constantine's contract engraved on her body, and she can't escape even if she runs away, so why not just stay with him to collect points.

Ruby: But one thing to say, this ice cream is really delicious... By the way, who is Shi Datuo?

……

After eating ice cream, Constantine found a small hotel to take a rest.

He soon checked into a motel, took a random room, and looked so exhausted that he was ready to go to bed with all his clothes on.

Ruby has experienced so many things in succession in the past few days, and she is also terribly tired. She even falls asleep faster than Constantine, almost falling asleep with her eyes closed.

However, after sleeping for a few hours, Ruby was suddenly awakened.

She froze for a moment before realizing what had happened.

—It was Constantine.

He seemed to be having a nightmare suddenly, and sat up from the bed suddenly, staring at the dark room in a daze, short of breath.

Ruby borrowed his psychic vision and clearly saw many people standing in the darkness, many people she had never seen before.

The bodies of those people were gray and translucent, old and young, men and women, and they all looked at Constantine expressionlessly, like a silent trial.

Then Constantine stood up abruptly, ran towards the bathroom, and started coughing violently halfway through.Coughing, he rushed to the sink and coughed mouthfuls of blood into the sink.

When the cough finally subsided, he also seemed to have been drained of all his strength, staggered and fell down in the bathroom, lying on the cold floor.

Looking at the darkness in the room and the people in the darkness, he said angrily, "...don't look at me."

"Don't look at me."

Then, as if he had finally exhausted all his strength, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep coma.

……

Ruby was too shocked to speak.

It wasn't because she saw those wraiths through Constantine's eyes, but because she never thought that Constantine's condition had reached such a serious level.

Wouldn't Konstantin have to sleep on the cold floor all night without her here?

Ruby: ...You still need to take good care of your body. The body is really the capital of the revolution.

System: One thing to say, although I don't like him, I really admire his willpower.

This is not a pain that ordinary people can bear.

Be it physically or mentally.

Ruby hurriedly took over Constantine's body, took a clean towel to wipe off the cold sweat and water off his body, then hesitated for a long time, seeing that the wraiths seemed to have no intention of attacking them, and then walked into the He got out of the bedroom, turned on the heating in the house, and swallowed a few mouthfuls of cough syrup.

Ruby: ...the taste is not bad?

So she swallowed two more mouthfuls of cough syrup, then took off the long windbreaker coat, and then forced herself to ignore those souls, and lay down again under the covers.

……

Early the next morning, Constantine was awakened by the first ray of sunlight shining into the house.

The sunshine in California has always been warm and full of passion, but the sunshine in the morning is always so gentle.

Constantine opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, and unexpectedly found that he had taken off his coat and was lying comfortably in the soft, warm and dry quilt.

Constantine: ...?

If he remembered correctly, he should have passed out in the bathroom last night?

He is no stranger to this situation. During countless nights when he could not sleep because of the pain, he often fainted in various strange places due to sudden attacks.

But when I wake up, I lie comfortably in the bed-this is really rare.

At this time, with his waking up, the small symbiosis also woke up.

She popped a little head out of Constantine's belly, yawned, and with little teardrops hanging from her beautiful ruby ​​eyes, she said inarticulately, "Morning, Constantine—"

The last scale of his name was dragged out by the little symbiote in a long, languid nasal sound.

Constantine subconsciously showed a gentle smile, wanting to reach out and touch the soft head of the little symbiote, but his hand stopped in the air.

There seemed to be some trance and struggling emotions flashing in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly.

He put down his hand expressionlessly and said, "Morning."

His voice was a little hoarse, maybe from just waking up, or maybe from illness.

Ruby stretched and slipped back into Constantine's body.

After staying in his body for so long, she has basically gotten used to this body.Of course, the pain nerves still dare not connect.

Ruby suddenly thought of something, and asked in a daze, "By the way, Constantine, who were those last night..."

She woke up suddenly and immediately stopped talking.

Because she realized that this didn't seem like a topic worth asking.

Constantine froze for a moment, then said in a daze, "Did you see it?"

Ruby hummed.

Constantine coughed twice, then fell into a long silence.

He went to the bathroom to wash, washed off the blood that remained on the floor and in the sink last night, and then looked up at the mirror.

The man in the mirror didn't have a trace of blood on his face, his extremely handsome face was full of tiredness, but his eyes were still as deep and bright as black stars, as if there was a ray of light hidden in them, covering up all helplessness, Pain and an uncompromising struggle to the point of collapse.

He said, "Do you remember that man last night?"

Ruby said, "Yes."

The one who had no choice but to let his terminally ill mother commit suicide in order to keep her daughter alive and to continue her existence.

However, this did not bring him relief. Although his daughter was temporarily saved, there are countless demons from hell who want to drag his soul to hell.

He will live in this fear for the rest of his life, until the day he goes to hell to be tortured forever.

Constantine asked, "Remember the crime he committed?"

Ruby: "...remember."

Constantine leaned against the cold tile wall, took out a cigarette from his pocket, shook one out and put it in his mouth, wanting to light it, hesitated for a moment, and put away the lighter.

"Those...souls you saw." He whispered, with extreme fatigue hidden in his calm voice, "...it was my crime."

Ruby gasped.

She didn't even dare to think about the things behind Constantine's words that were so heavy that it was almost unimaginable. She just substituted it for a while, and felt a cold hand pinching her throat, making her breathless Come.

Ruby: At this time, shouldn't I comfort him?

System: ...Are you sure he needs your comfort?

Ruby: ...I don't care!Whether he needs it or not is his business, but whether he is comforted or not is my business.

So she said: "...Konstantin, you said that in the world between heaven and hell, the most important thing is balance."

Constantine walked into the bedroom, picked up the coat from the coat rack and said, "Yes."

"So, I think..." Ruby said, "For a person like you who knows how to do business and doesn't want to lose money, what he got in exchange for those sins must be something more worthwhile."

Constantine paused when he put on the windbreaker.

After a while, he didn't respond to the little symbiote's words, but took out that strange pocket watch from his pocket.

He glanced at the seven distorted hands on the pocket watch. At this moment, the seven hands almost coincided, pointing in the same direction.

"It's almost time, we have to go." He lit the cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going?" Ruby asked.

"The place where the sins and desires of human beings are the strongest." Constantine said.

"—Las Vegas."