When It Comes to Melodrama, John Constantine Takes the Cake!

"I have to admit something."

Facing certain doom, Gabriel's expression turned serious. "I really underestimated you."

"Were you the one spying on me before?"

Zhang Yang recalled the feeling of being watched in the pocket dimension and casually asked.

"Yes."

Zhang Yang hadn't expected an answer, but Gabriel admitted it readily. "Ever since that bastard John Constantine left and handed this matter over to you, I've been watching you."

"I see."

Zhang Yang nodded. The next second, when no one expected it, Vishanti's Sacred Sword moved.

One hundred and eight sacred swords descended at the same time.

"STOP!!!"

At that moment, a Portal opened, and a figure hurried out. "Show mercy!"

"???"

Zhang Yang stared at the figure who had emerged from the Portal, his head full of question marks.

Who was this guy?

John Constantine, a famous exorcist, a special instructor at Kamar-Taj, and, finally... a bastard who could get people killed without batting an eye.

"You came."

Gabriel, pierced through by more than a hundred sacred swords, was already at death's door. Yet when she saw John Constantine, she seemed to have a final burst of life. "I never expected to see you again in such a state."

"I told you... not to get involved in this."

John Constantine looked at Gabriel. With sacred swords embedded all over her body, he had no way to help her. His tone was dejected. "What exactly do you have against humanity?"

"Isn't it all because of you?!"

At his words, Gabriel, who was practically about to breathe her last, suddenly looked incredibly full of life. "You bastard! I pitied you and wanted to guide you to Heaven, back into God's embrace. What did you do?"

"You deceived my feelings, took my Pure Heart, and you didn't even spare my younger sister?!"

"The seven archangels... how many did you mess around with? Tell me yourself."

"If Kamar-Taj hadn't been protecting this planet, it would have been burned to ash by God's wrath!"

"Do you know what disappointed me the most?"

"You even had a thing with Mammon, the son of Hell?!"

"You didn't even spare The Green, that thing that barely counts as a person—the collective consciousness of an entire city?"

"God, I don't even know how you could bring yourself to do it!"

"You... heartless bastard!!!"

"..."

Gabriel denounced John Constantine's many vile deeds as mournfully as a cuckoo crying blood, while Zhang Yang stood off to the side, awkward beyond belief.

The more Zhang Yang listened, the more horrified he became, and the stranger his gaze toward John Constantine grew.

Archangels were one thing. After all, angels were generally quite good-looking and fit human beauty standards.

Mammon?

John Constantine could even bring himself to go after that guy who looked like a walking skeleton?

The Green?

If Zhang Yang remembered correctly, it had another name—Swamp Monster...

As for the collective consciousness of a city... Zhang Yang really had no idea who that was.

That range of targets... honestly, it was ridiculous.

"Jia Li is our daughter. Deal with it yourself."

After denouncing John Constantine, Gabriel glanced at the heavily protected Angela and dissolved into white light.

All that remained was a blonde girl covered in blood—Saint Jiali Gabriel.

John Constantine's daughter.

As John Constantine stepped forward to examine his daughter's injuries, the system's voice rang out.

"Ding. Detected that the host defeated Archangel Gabriel (possessed state). Reward obtained: Mental Strength +20."

Along with the system's voice, a cool sensation appeared in Zhang Yang's mind, nourishing his spirit and soul.

Because most of Zhang Yang's attacks had been borne by Gabriel, Jia Li, as the vessel of her power, had not suffered serious injuries. She only looked badly hurt.

Of course, that was also because Zhang Yang hadn't continued attacking.

John Constantine stretched out his hand and used Atlantean magic to nourish and heal Jia Li's body. Only after her wounds had completely healed did he raise his head.

"I'll take her away."

John Constantine's tone was low. Zhang Yang didn't know whether Gabriel had struck a sore spot or whether he felt guilty seeing his daughter covered in wounds and lying on the ground.

"No problem."

Zhang Yang shrugged. He didn't really care about this matter. If it hadn't been for the system reward, he definitely wouldn't have gotten involved in this mess.

It was too exhausting.

"Constan...tine!"

Just then, another voice rang out.

Zhang Yang scratched his ear, his expression utterly helpless.

The two of them looked toward the source of the voice and saw Angela's eyes turn white. Her body floated into the air as she stared fixedly at Zhang Yang... or rather, John Constantine beside him.

"Mammon..."

John Constantine's tone changed again.

Zhang Yang couldn't make sense of that change. Was there guilt? Nostalgia? And also...

Shaking his head, Zhang Yang felt that something was wrong with him too. Why was he analyzing John Constantine for no reason... He should probably stay farther away from him.

Zhang Yang considered himself fairly good-looking. Hopefully, he wouldn't attract the interest of this John Constantine who would sleep with anything...

"I risked everything to come to the human world just so you, you bastard, would know..."

Mammon's face twisted viciously as he roared word by word, "Abandoning me was the biggest mistake of your life!!!"

"???!"

When Zhang Yang heard that, his eyes widened. He turned to look at John Constantine, who seemed somewhat bashful... Yes, bashful. Ugh...

He threw up.

Zhang Yang really threw up.

He hadn't expected the root cause of this Hell demon invasion of the human world to be some melodramatic mess?

Uh... More accurately, it wasn't just melodramatic. It was also a complete mess... an especially huge mess.

Heaven, Hell... even Kamar-Taj had been dragged into this vortex, all because of a melodramatic love triangle... quadrangle... N-gon?

Shattered.

His worldview had shattered.

Zhang Yang felt that the worldview he had built over more than twenty years had been smashed into pieces.

It had to be said, John Constantine's life was truly... turbulent... Yes, turbulent.

"I..."

John Constantine opened his mouth but failed to say anything. It was obvious that he felt somewhat guilty.

"Zhang Yang, take my daughter and leave this place first."

John Constantine handed his still-unconscious daughter to Zhang Yang, his face solemn, as if he were about to march off to a heroic death in the next second. "Go to Kamar-Taj, and tell Master The Ancient One..."

"I..."

"I'm sorry, Kamar-Taj."

After saying that, John Constantine opened a Portal beneath Zhang Yang's feet and watched the two of them leave.

"Now, all that's left is you and..."

Zhang Yang raised his head. Through the Portal that had not yet fully closed, he saw a scene so blinding it nearly ruined his eyes.

Mammon, controlling Angela's body, lunged at John Constantine. The two embraced tightly, and then black smoke appeared and swallowed John Constantine.

Afterward, Angela returned to normal and fell from the air with a blank expression.

Well, she happened to pass through the Portal and crash right onto Zhang Yang.

How utterly speechless.