Killing Mary Sue [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

It took Jane and Constantine a lot of effort to carry Maggie who was possessed by the demon to the nearest resident's house, tie Maggie's limbs tightly to the corner of the bed, and then gave the owner a sum of money Let him leave here temporarily, and the two began to prepare for the next long and arduous journey of exorcism.

Confinement clothing, syringes, ink needles, ink, herbs, incense burners, tape recorders...Konstantin took out exorcism tools from his carry-on bag one by one, and Jane, who had just brought a basin of clear water, looked at them. The blond man stood outside the door carrying a bunch of things and seemed to be lost in thought. She looked up and down for a moment, and then asked as a reminder, "I remember that such an exorcism ritual seems to require a live cat?"

John Constantine did not have a systematic exorcism process like the church clergy, mainly relying on Bible scriptures and devout beliefs to achieve his goals.He traveled north and south for many years, from the islands of Great Britain to the jungles of Africa, explored secluded forests and waded through swamps, and came into contact with various systems of magic and witchcraft. Can reap miraculous effects.In recent years, he has gotten closer to the voodoo group, and the "sacrifice" used in the sacrifice is one of the rituals.And crucifying a living cat to the ground is Constantine's common method. The cat is psychic, connecting the upper and lower worlds, and seeing ghosts and ghosts with his eyes.

"Need me to catch a cat?" Jane asked.

Constantine thought for a while, shook his head resolutely, and replied casually, "That thing screamed like a Fury when it was nailed to the ground, forget it... besides, all those things like playing with rotting corpses and pain Stuff just to reinforce the imprint. All we really need is the right connections—and a little guts."

Jane raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.After spending two days with this guy, he's finally getting a bit of a magician's seriousness.At least, those who can confidently say these words do have real materials.

Maggie's groans and groans could be heard faintly from behind the door. After finishing everything, Constantine raised his head and asked Jane, "Rookie, are you ready? Are you sure you have memorized the spells?"

Jane is expressionless.

"Okay." Constantine shrugged, pressed the doorknob decisively, and pushed the door open.

On the head of the bed is a sterling silver cross necklace, belonging to Jane.Maggie's hands and feet were bound tightly, and she could hardly move.But she was still struggling, and she would wake up for a moment from time to time, but more often than not, she was controlled by the demon in her body, making that indistinct low roar like a curse.This young girl's face was as pale as death, her red hair was soaked in sweat and stuck to her face, her clothes were in a mess, and every inch of her skin was stretched to the extreme.She saw Constantine and Jane come in, with pained and earnest looks in their blue eyes, crying and begging intermittently, hoarse and full of despair.

"Help me, please, please..."

"I can't stand it, it hurts, it hurts so much... who can plug my ears, it talks to me, keeps talking, I'm going crazy-"

"Please help me, please!"

"It's... eating me."

"Shhhhhhh." Constantine came over and put his cold hand on her forehead. This kind of temperature seemed to make Maggie, who was sweating constantly, feel better. She gasped weakly, and her whole body seemed to be Fished out of the water, half-closed eyes, extremely weak.

Seeing this, Constantine took advantage of this opportunity to ignite the herbs in the stove, and the smoke rose up in wisps, and Jane knew that there were deerweed and other things in it, so she quickly relaxed her breath.Although this thing has a sedative effect and can calm the mind, but if you drink too much, you will feel drowsy. When the exorcism enters the critical moment, she will feel sleepy, which will cause a big problem.

But obviously this thing is useless to Constantine, probably because it is not strong enough, he took a big breath calmly, then leaned down energetically, and softly comforted Maggie who was almost falling asleep, With a smile on his face, he opened his mouth low.

"The next process will be very long, Maggie, you have to listen carefully to what I said..."

"Don't compromise, don't listen to its voice, don't believe the pictures it wants you to see, because they are all fake, the only purpose of their existence is to make you mentally collapse, give up resistance, and completely devour your soul from now on, Occupy this body—"

"Listen to my voice, Maggie. You just have to listen to me...good girl...you've been going this long, I know you can do it right?...you can do it, resist It, try your best, think about your family, your friends, the people you love, they are all waiting for you to go back—"

Jane stood aside silently, watching this man who had always been vicissitudes and a little bit of scorn spoke in a gentle tone that he had never had before. His eyes were so focused, like a naughty child, distressed and tolerant .At this moment, he seemed to overlap the young girl in front of him with his memories from a long time ago, the girl who was tortured because of him in hell, and since then his life has been living in endless darkness, guilt and pain , cannot see the light of day again, cannot be forgiven.

"Maggie, good girl, trust me, trust those who love you, you are not fighting alone, someone is waiting for you to go home, when you go home, everything will be fine..."

It's okay not to mention this, but when the word "home" was mentioned, the girl who had been quiet for a while suddenly became violent. She opened her eyes, and the clear blue was replaced by black in an instant, and there were tentacle-like soft tissues on her face. Slowly wriggling under the skin of her lower body, her expression immediately became unfamiliar. Looking at the vigilant Constantine, she let out a triumphant laugh, with a low, indistinct male voice that seemed to be bubbling in her throat.

"I don't have a home!" There was an extremely weird smile on the face of "Maggie", her hands kept tightening, and the cloth strips that tied her wrists made a rattling and almost snapping sound. The bed, the floor, the cabinet, the wall lamp, Even the fan above the head began to shake, Jane and Constantine quickly supported the wall, and heard the demon muttering to himself in an almost bewitching voice, "Ah yes...home, what kind of place is that? What about a rigid father who can only beat and scold, a cowardly traditional mother who doesn’t even know how to defend her own child, a parasite brother who plays games every day and causes trouble everywhere—”

"Oh, and the betrayer! Yes, how can we forget him? We should all be very grateful to him, if not for him, we would not realize the ridiculousness of this world - deceit, insult, selfishness, hypocrisy, Ridiculous, useless!"

The sound of the planks starting to break, "Maggie" seemed completely unaware of the movement nearby. With an innocent smile on her face, she tilted her head and stared at the tense Konstantin, and the things under the skin wriggled even more crazily. , almost bursting out of the skin.

"Ah...men...you see, my dear, all men have the same appearance, and they say touching oaths on the surface, making you believe in him, believe that everything will be fine, and believe that he will give you a beautiful and peaceful home. But the fact is, once they find out that you are not what he imagined, he will abandon you, betray you, and fall into the arms of others without hesitation...Look at the look in his eyes now, am I wrong? "

The demon kept bewitching her with a soft voice in the girl's body, luring her soul to keep falling, falling, falling into the darkness deep in her heart, "He doesn't care about you, sweetheart, he doesn't even want you to be alone Together...look at that woman next to you, oh poor, loathsome soul, it's not you who should be saved most in this room, Maggie—it's her."

Constantine froze for a moment, probably sensing the demon's unusual interest in Jane, he looked back at the woman in black.

Jane stared at "Maggie" without blinking, she didn't seem to be moved, and her eyes didn't have any waves.

The devil couldn't help giggling, "Honey, you see, the souls in this house have fallen once, and in you I see more and deeper darkness, like a muffin covered with honey, always tempting Look at me... tsk, do you want to save this poor girl? Oh how great, I can smell that familiar, disgusting, sacrificial stench - you want to save her? Save this innocent, tortured, hopeless soul?"

Constantine immediately guessed the devil's intentions, and he categorically reminded, "No! Don't promise it! Don't believe the devil's words!"

Jane lowered her eyes, she seemed to think for a few seconds, then raised her head, and said blankly, "What do you want?"

Constantine, "Get out! I'll deal with it!"

The devil shrugged, "What I want is very simple. Compared to Maggie, I want more..."

"--It's you."

Facing Jane's narrowed eyes, the devil smiled sweetly.

"Honey, do you dare to make this bet? Are you sure you can beat me?"

"The bet is the soul of the lovely Maggie~"

"Don't promise him!" Constantine took a step back and his eyes widened. "No matter what benefits they promise you, it will win in the end!"

Jane pondered for a moment, then suddenly chuckled, and said lightly, "Okay. Come on then."

"Jane Doe!"

However, Jane didn't seem to hear Constantine's horrified cry. She opened her arms calmly, as if she was embracing something, smiled slightly, and said softly, "Even if you want to sell your soul, you must find someone who can pay the price." , isn't it?"

Constantine froze for a moment, and at this moment, Jane's silver-gray eyes instantly turned black, and she stood there motionless. Obviously, the devil had been invited into her world of consciousness, and was there to fight with the body. The master is communicating, exchanging, fighting.

Maggie immediately collapsed on the bed as if something flowed out of her body, closed her eyes and did not move again.Constantine hurried forward to check, and found that she was just passed out. He breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the edge of the bed, frowned and looked at Jane worriedly, and cursed in a low voice, "—Damn it!"

The author has something to say: there is another update in the afternoon.