Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Father Hannahsi was the exorcist who asked Constantine to help deal with the evil spirits in Chinatown before. In the gray and gray zone of New York, he relied on half-hearted exorcism and master-level psychology. Being able to'mix' is full of pours. After more and more supernatural events have appeared in recent months, Father Hannessy's income has more than tripled, which can be called the pride of the'spring' wind..шщш.㈦㈨ⅹ.сом is updated quickly.

Of course, he is just an inconspicuous link in this special industrial chain. In the eyes of real big people, he is a bug that can be crushed to death at will.

But even so, we can't underestimate this chubby, bald middle-aged man, who can eat this bowl of rice, and can eat it for more than ten years. This has proved that Father Hannessy has the genuine goods on hand.

Constantine had a pair of "yin and yang eyes" that could see ghosts since he was a child. This also prompted him to enter this circle of crooks and gangsters when he grew up, and Father Hannessy had an accident 15 years ago In the invasion of the devil, he lost his church and friends, but accidentally got a pair of special ears.

Although he is not the resource to get it.

"Well, listen to me, Hannah!"

Constantine sat in the magnificent villa decorated by the priest with a cigarette in his hand, and said sincerely to the priest who was eating beef meat with a face of disdain,

"I just need you to listen to the voices from hell, I swear, it only takes 5 minutes, and then you can take your amulet and go on your way. Do me a favor, man!"

Hannahsi lived in a palace-like villa, but he was dressed in a sloppy, like a coat that had not been washed for ten days. While eating the delicious beef'meat', he glanced at Constantine and used greasy hands. Holding the ring-shaped pendant hanging in front of the'chest', he shook his head quickly,

"No! No! John, you can see the changes in this city recently. You don't know how many'mixed' blood angels and demons have sneaked into New York. Under such circumstances, it is easy to listen to their voices. Terrible trouble...I mean, trouble you can't handle!"

"Damn it!"

Constantine snatched the dried beef'meat' in Hannasi's hand, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing, and said vaguely.

"I just want to figure out why the mysterious creatures of the two worlds have to sneak into New York at this time. Something must have happened. I can't let them interfere with what I want to do!"

He threw the empty packaging bag into the trash can next to him, and wiped his greasy fingers on Father Hannessee's clothes. He sat on the table in front of him and looked at Hannessee very seriously.

"Help me once, Hannesi! For the sake of'friendship' for so many years!"

The priest looked at Constantine, his expression seemed a little loose, but he quickly held his amulet again and shook his head.

"No, no! Except for this thing, Constantine, it can't, it will kill us all!"

"dry!"

Constantine shook his fist viciously, and he walked over and slapped detective Angela who was sitting on the other side drinking tea.

"It's your turn."

Angela nodded, stood up, and walked calmly to Father Hannesy. The priest frowned when he looked at this young and beautiful woman.

"Hey, what does this mean? Are you trying to seduce me?"

"Crack"

The cold thing reached the priest’s neck, a police badge appeared in front of him, and Angela’s cold voice,

"Hannah Hudel, you were charged with seven counts of murder, planning an explosion, and threatening politics 15 years ago. It's a pity that you ran away, but now, facing me, how are you going to answer that question? "

The detective who entered the working state looked cold and exuded a murderous aura, making the priest tremblingly holding his head and shouting,

"No! I didn't do it! It was the devil! It was all the devil!"

"You leave this to the judge.

There was no expression in Angela's eyes. Of course, the priest who was proficient in psychology could know what she wanted her to do from her actions and words, but that was the problem, and he couldn't refuse.

Constantine’s voice sounded "just right",

"Look, Hanners, you owe me a lot of favors, help me this time, let's write off!"

He put his hand on Angela’s finger and asked her to release Father Hannessy. He stretched out his hand and patted the priest’s shoulder, leaned forward, put his head on the priest’s ear, and said softly,

"You see, at most 5 minutes, or even 3 minutes can be over, and then we will leave. I have hidden magic circle materials on my body. No one will know that you did it... There is almost no risk, isn't it? Say, are you really going to experience the cell of the New York Police Department?"

The spirit detective smiled,

"Fighting with people is different from fighting with dead souls. You will be beaten miserably. I heard that there are some prisoners in prison who have unique tastes. Maybe you will still be..."

"enough!"

Father Hannessy yelled, "Prepare to hide the circle, and help me get all the newspapers related to the matter you want to check! Only 3 minutes,'jerk'! I hope you are lucky enough!"

Constantine and Angela glanced at each other. Although they didn’t say it clearly, there was a meaning in the flow of their eyes.

"Happy cooperation!"

A moment later, Father Hannessy sat in front of his special desk. He was filled with newspapers before his eyes. They were all turned over to the pages of a series of recent tragedies in New York. An invisible array was painted on a wooden board with charcoal. Behind Father Hanasse, Constantine and Angela sat on a sofa 15 meters away from him.

The priest gritted his teeth and took off the amulet from his'chest'. His ears began to move slightly, and the whole person seemed to suffer terrible pain. His eyes began to turn white, and his fingers began to search back and forth in the newspapers. This scene It looked very oozing, Angela couldn’t help but squeeze her fingers tight, she whispered,

"This is at?"

"Shh!"

Constantine lowered his voice, "Hannasi can hear the whispers of hell. This ability is accompanied by disasters. In fact, he is more like a prophet who can find some clues in those whispers, although most They are all mysterious and obscure, but in the past ten years, his predictions finally proved that the clues are correct."

"Don't underestimate him because of his terrible appearance. If this guy would spend more time on exorcism, he would have become the best exorcist in New York."

Angela nodded. She looked at the newspapers that were still on the ground by Father Hanasse. She seemed to feel something was wrong. She turned her head back suddenly. The window was full of night, as quiet as usual. She felt the atmosphere. Slowly becoming weird, she couldn't help but speak again,

"Can we find clues related to Isabella's death?"

"No! This is'firing out' the cause of the recent explosion of mysterious creatures in New York."

Constantine was playing with a cigarette in his hand. "As for Isabella, after Hannahsi's listening is over, we go to your house and I will go to hell to find her myself..."

Angela's face looked ugly after a sigh.

"So, we have been busy with your business for a long time?"

Constantine shrugged and was about to speak, when a dark shadow flashed across the window of the villa in an instant, making the spirit detective's expression freeze.

"Shhh! Something!"

He stood up and walked to the window, he looked out of the night's'color', the next moment, "Swish'swow', like a black'color' storm, a black shadow flew past the window, bringing a whistling The sound of the wind and the frenzied screams that have penetrated into the eardrums made Constantine's spirits unable to help being blinded.

He backed tremblingly, and Angela held his shoulders, who looked at him.

"What happened?"

"They are here!"

Constantine quickly took out the book of Solo's Gate from his pocket and held it in his hand. At the same time, the lights of the entire villa began to flicker, slowly extinguishing one by one.

"go!"

Constantine's face was ugly to the extreme. He rushed to Hannasi and put the talisman rudely around his neck. At the moment when the guard met, the priest's will immediately returned to the body, and he watched it the first time. When he arrived at the hall where the lights were getting dim and dim, and there were strange creatures flying with the villa flapping wings outside the windows, he screamed,

"Damn it! They are here!"

"Pick up your holy water! Go!"

The spiritual detective took the 4 newspapers he selected from Hannessy's hands, stuffed them into his arms, and rushed to the door of the villa with Angela. The priest yelled behind him.

"Don't go out! There is a magic circle in my villa, have you forgotten it? You sold it to me, the biggest one! We are safe here!"

"Do not be silly!"

Constantine turned back and shouted, "That's a fake! It can't protect you, just follow me if you don't want to be caught in the urn!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

When the lights were about to go out, the guys around the villa began to hit the glass, and the sound of glass breaking was remembered in the entire hall, and an indescribable smell filled the entire villa.

Constantine kicked open the door of the room, and drew a golden metal tube similar to the guns of the last era from his waist, and stuffed it into Angela, who was holding a pistol and looked terrified. ,

"Take your pistol away, it's useless to them, take this! When I said to fire, I aimed at and pulled the trigger!"

The'girl' child held the metal tube in her hand. The tentacles were not cold, but rather warm. The priest also followed from behind. He carried a ridiculous kettle in his hand, which was filled with concentrated holy water.

"Spirit of Light, listen to my call and get through everything in front of you!"

"boom"

Constantine’s fingers were pressed on the book of Solo’s “door” in his hand, and a magical mudra was made with the other hand. After he chanted the mantra, a sharp light burst from the palm of his hand. The deep black'hole' passed through, and by the way the'hole' passed through the monster that was leaping towards him.

At the moment when the light was shining, Angela saw the monster, the red skin, the wings, the claws, the triangular tail, the twisted face and the curved horns.

It screamed and wanted to tear the guy in front of it to pieces, but the next moment it was pierced by Solo's'mon's seal' hole. It did not die, but was instantly burned to ashes, only having time to make a sound of eardrum Screaming pain.

"Go to the car!"

Constantine's left hand slashed wildly in all directions like a sword. There is no way of hacking, but the sword of light has the MAX lethality against these dark creatures. Wherever he went, only a deep ash was scattered. Above the earth.

There is also the smell of nausea and vomiting.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The three made a difficult breakthrough all the way and finally escaped into Angela's car. They closed the car glass and started at the fastest speed. Angela couldn't help but look up to the sky, where the number of winged demons overwhelmed the sky. There are nearly a hundred of them in the sun, chasing cars in the dark and constantly attacking them.

Crazyly hitting the glass of the car with an ugly face, the sturdy bullet-proof glass only lasted less than 15 seconds before a terrible crack appeared. The most terrible thing was that they surrounded the front of the car, blocking the windows tightly. , Angela couldn't see the road in front of her, she could only drive by feeling.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

First Angela’s cell phone, then Constantine’s cell phone, and finally Father Hannasi’s cell phone, ringing wildly in a weird way. Angela subconsciously wanted to answer the call, but Constantine seized the phone. , Thrown on the ground, crushed with one foot.

"Keep driving! The devil calls, and your soul will be'tempted' when you answer the call... It's an old trick more than ten years ago."

The pale-faced Constantine was sitting on the co-pilot, flipping his fingers quickly in Solo's Book of Doors. A few seconds later, he pointed to the'insertion' picture on that page and turned to Hannasi. The priest said,

"Prepare holy water, let's come to a super large purification circle, let these damn choppy..."

"boom"

Without warning, the galloping car surrounded by those winged demons was like hitting a stone pillar. It was lifted from the ground by a huge force, rolled over a dozen times in the air, and finally slammed into it. On the grass outside the highway.

"puff"

The heavy blow at the moment of landing caused Constantine to squirt a mouthful of blood when he climbed out of the car. He lay hard on the ground full of broken glass and mud, and the book of Solo's'Door' was held in his arms. Here, he struggled to turn his head and saw the figure surrounded by dark bats, step by step from the pitch black ink color darkness.

"Constantine... you got involved in things that shouldn't be involved... your ugly soul has been lingering for too long. Today, let it go where it should go."

"Bassazo! You shouldn't be here!"

Constantine stood up from the ground holding his'chest' mouth. He looked at the man surrounded by demons in front of him, wearing a very fitting blue'color' striped clothes and shirt, combed shiny hair and hands. With a cane inside, this guy is not an unknown person. Before the days of chaos came, this guy was the leader of the most powerful mixed blood demon in New York and the entire East Coast, hell One of the direct spokespersons.

"You... how can you cross the boundaries and enter this world!"

"What? The strongest hell detective in Manhattan doesn't know? The promise of the gods has been broken, and the world will soon return to our hands!"

A gentle smile appeared on Bassazzo’s face, just like talking to an old friend. With a wave of his left hand, a burning bone sword appeared in his hand, and his nose twitched, like I swallowed my saliva,

"Ah, Constantine, what a fresh, dead'meat'... it's a'lip' and teeth..."