Miao Family Villa.
"Are you really giving me that thing?" Constantine asked, a cigarette never leaving his hand as he inspected the room's layout and followed Miao Mu forward.
"I'm a man of my word. You helped me get the job done, so it's only right that I give you what I promised. Don't even think about anything else."
Miao Mu pulled open the wardrobe, revealing an elevator inside, and motioned for Constantine to enter. "This place is hidden enough."
The elevator rattled as it descended. Below was a vertical shaft, with several steel safes at the bottom.
"Once you get this thing, where are you planning to go?"
Miao Mu entered the code, verified his fingerprint, and opened the safe. Inside lay the Spear of Destiny.
The Spear of Longinus.
"Me? I'm planning to take a walk around. But your power is strange—it feels a lot like demonic power. Did you make a deal with them?"
Constantine did not even wait for Miao Mu to hand it over. He hurriedly reached out and gripped the Spear of Destiny. This was, at the very least, a holy relic.
It might not let him kill a Buddha before a Buddha or a demon before a demon, but it was more than suitable for stabbing someone into permanent disability.
"You mean this?"
Miao Mu clenched his fist. Dark gray armor seemed to grow straight from his flesh, wrapping around it with savage patterns and sharp spikes protruding from the joints.
"I can't quite explain it. I've dealt with demons for a long time, and this really is demonic power. But it doesn't seem to have an owner."
Constantine turned to look at it. He was certain there was no such demon in Hell, because once a contract was made, as long as