At this moment, when the three gods were sitting in the bar, each felt that the other was responsible.
An irresponsible man, holding a cigarette that he could never put down, came to a new place and took over his new job.
Los Angeles.
The khaki taxi had just stopped, and a cigarette butt that was about to burn out came out before the passengers inside opened the door.
The cigarette butt jumped twice on the ground and was stepped on by others in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the car door opened and a man wearing a black windbreaker with a sleepy expression on his face stepped out.
All the way to the apartment building, the man opened the cigarette case and took out another Marlboro.
When he threw away the last cigarette, all traces of its existence had disappeared.
And he always has a cigarette in his mouth!
He took out his lighter, flicked the spark as usual, and lit the cigarette. The man looked at the fat man walking towards him not far away.
The fat man stopped in front of the man and raised his eyebrows happily.
"I knew that no matter how chaotic the world is, it will not affect your work. I was the first to inform you, John!"
"Hmm."
The man named John nodded indifferently, and then silently followed the fat priest's footsteps towards the corridor that was not illuminated by the sun.
Facing them, a family was looking at John nervously, but John passed by them without caring.
All the way to the sealed door, John opened the door and took a look inside.
In an extremely dark room that was blocked by curtains, there was a girl on the bed with her limbs tied up. At this moment, the girl was slowly roaring and struggling.
Outside the room, next to John, the girl's mother was crying and talking.
"It's definitely an evil spirit, absolutely, there's no science that can explain that kind of thing.
She was lying on the wall, not on the floor, but on the ceiling, with her hands and feet!
I was really frightened, why did we encounter this kind of thing, why did Sun God sanction United States, but did not sanction hell!"
After hearing the woman's words, John glanced at the woman and exhaled a puff of smoke.
As a Master of Dark Arts, John knew very well that this was indeed possessed by evil spirits, not a mental illness.
He can tell this clearly.
However, he was too lazy to chat with the patient's family members. Explanation was not his hobby, and not explaining was his prerogative.
So he passed the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth and walked slowly into the room.
On the bed, his arrival makes the demon that lives in the girl become more active.
But the man didn't care. He first put the cigarette on the dressing table aside, and then took out a bunch of pendants from his pocket.
When he came to the window, the man opened the curtains. When the sun shone in, the girl who was possessed by the evil spirit on the bed suddenly curled up sadly.
At this time, the man spoke.
"Tsk tsk, the appearance of Sun God is not without its benefits. The power of light has been strengthened countless times, and the exorcism effect is much better than before."
After he finished speaking, he took out a bunch of pendants from his pocket, faced the sun, and picked out the dozen or so pendants one by one.
"Let me see your reaction. It's not arrogance, it's not lust, it's not purgatory, it's not a slave to Satan."
After a while, when the man held up a Seal of Solomon pendant and shined it in the sun, the evil spirit on the girl suddenly let out a harsh roar.
Apprentice, the man nodded.
"Ordinary hell bastards, descendants of fire, stupid nightmares, haha."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man came to the bed and sat directly on the evil spirit. He lowered his head and whispered to the slowly struggling evil spirit.
"I'm Constantine, John Constantine, bastard!"
After the words fell, it seemed that his name really had some effect. In just a blink of an eye, the evil spirit possessing the girl actually spoke.
The girl raised her head and purred from her mouth that was completely inaudible to mortals.
But in Constantine's ears, he heard it clearly.
"It's you, John Constantine, and I'm going to kill you!"
"Of course, I will do that too!"
Constantine smiled disdainfully, and then he stamped the Solomon hexagonal pendant in his hand on the girl's head.
Immediately, the girl and the evil spirit in her body began to struggle wildly, and in the blink of an eye, pungent green smoke erupted from the place where the pendant came into contact with the girl's forehead.
Outside the door, the parents watching everything lowered their heads in pain, but they did not dare to stop Constantine's actions.
Almost every person in every country is the same. Very few people will intervene in the supernatural things that really happen to them.
Just like that, the Constantine pendant made the girl and the evil spirit scream in pain for more than ten seconds.
But what Constantine didn't expect was that the evil spirit was not removed directly, but escaped with the girl.
Looking at the evil spirit girl who was no longer struggling but seemed to have fainted, Constantine frowned.
"It is clear that the power of sunlight has been strengthened, and the degree of rejection of evil spirits in the world has been increasing.
But why are the evil spirits I've encountered recently so stubborn?"
After the words fell, Constantine pursed his lips and lowered his head to listen to the voice of the unconscious evil spirit.
But then, when he tried to probe his head, an evil spirit's head suddenly bulged out from the girl's throat!
No, it's not just the head, but the head that is constantly covered by the girl's fresh skin and is about to burst out of the body!
Seeing this scene, Constantine frowned dissatisfied.
"Why is it that everything is getting better, but it's getting harder and harder for me to deal with them!"
After a casual complaint, Constantine rolled over from the bed and yelled at the people around him.
"Go, find a mirror at least three feet high, go!!!"
Following his roar, everyone around him took action.
At the same time, Constantine directly unplugged all the phone lines in the room and used them as ropes later.
Then, he took a chair and smashed all the glass and window frames.
Finally, he moved the struggling girl's bed directly to the window.
The sun shone hard on the girl and the evil spirit, and their struggle became more powerful.
Soon, the mirror was brought in, and Constantine ordered everyone to raise the mirror high, and the entire ferocious body of the girl on the bed was reflected in it.
Seeing this, Constantine nodded.
"Everyone, hold your mirrors steady, close your eyes, and don't open your eyes no matter what you hear!"
As soon as the words fell, those around him closed their eyes, while Constantine simply lay on top of the girl and recited a spell with an inaudible tone.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the person holding the mirror opened his eyes and took a look.
In just a short moment, the hair all over the man's body turned white, and his entire life force was swallowed up by the evil spirit on the bed.
And his actions also left a corner of the mirror empty.
Seeing this, Constantine didn't think anything of it. He was already used to similar things.
Good words are hard to persuade those who are looking for death. Not everyone can listen to human words.
So Constantine continued to recite the spell, and soon, a real, ferocious little devil appeared in the mirror behind him.
At this moment, the person holding the mirror felt that he was carrying hundreds of pounds more weight!
At this time, the demon sealed in the mirror was also banging the mirror desperately, and large and small cracks suddenly appeared on the originally smooth mirror surface.
When things got to this point, Constantine had basically completed the exorcism. He spent some effort and threw the mirror downstairs, letting the evil spirit and the mirror shatter together in the bright sunlight.
On the bed, the girl gradually returned to normal.
Outside the door, the girl's family cried loudly and celebrated the return of their child.
But for Constantine, he has long been accustomed to all this.
The cigarettes placed on the dressing cabinet were already more than half burned, and Constantine was too lazy to pick them up.
So he took out a new cigarette with the sweat on his head and lit another Marlboro.
And while he was smoking and countless people were looking at the girl, Constantine's eyes followed the smoke and looked at a piece of drawing paper stuck on the wall.
That piece of paper seems to have been written by a girl, with some kind of weapon chaotically painted on the bright red paint?
Looking at the chaotic lines, Master of Dark Arts Constantine felt something in his heart.
This doesn't seem to be a girl's painting, but an evil spirit's painting!
Looking at the sharp but extremely clear sword blade, Constantine frowned.
Why does the evil spirit draw a weapon?
And what is the relationship between this weapon and the evil spirits that have just returned to hell?
Thinking of this, Constantine tore off the painting, put it in his pocket, and left the girl's room.
At the same time, it is also Los Angeles City, less than two kilometers away from where Constantine conducts business, in Light Bar.
While Heisenberg was drinking a small drink, he, Lucifer and Amenadiel watched everything happening in the apartment building in the distance.
After the Constantine in the black trench coat in their eyes left in the car, everyone put down their wine glasses and looked at me and you.
After a long while, Amenadiel sighed.
"You can tell the whole story by looking at one spot. Recently, more and more evil spirits from hell have come to the world, which has also caused the activity of exorcists like John Constantine!"
"Well, I know him, of course I know him, John Constantine!!!"
Mentioning this name, Lucifer suddenly showed an interesting smile. He filled himself up with a large glass of wine and then laughed.
"He is a bad magician, but he is an advanced trickster. There are legends about him in countless universes. Even my clones in other universes have been deceived by him."
Having said this, Lucifer smiled deeply, and then pointed in the direction of Constantine.
"But I'm lucky. In the universe where I'm on vacation, Constantine seems to be dying.
Even just looking at it, I can see a shadow in his lungs, he is going to hell!"
"Lucifer!"
Hearing Lucifer's words, Amenadiel frowned dissatisfied.
"I am not pointing out his information to you to prepare you to receive his soul!
Even a fool like him discovered the painting of the fallen devil on the wall, didn't you see it?"
Having said this, Amenadiel looked at Heisenberg and sighed.
"Heisenberg, although that picture is not very clear, it is obvious that it is the projection of Spear of Longinus within the current universe.
And I have recently seen countless similar paintings in the human world.
Countless little devils have come to the world and parasitized into human bodies, frantically searching for traces of Spear of Longinus. Their purpose is self-evident.
Lucifer, the devil who represents arrogance, can certainly not see what is behind it.
However, you and I should have a common language on this matter.
After all, hell is now my hell, and the human world is now your human world.
No matter what the other devils want to do to hell and the world with that damn thing, we have to make them come back defeated.
What do you think?"