Chapter 621: Morbid Crisis (X)

Countless strange black patterns spread from the base of the wall, and the shapes formed by their shadows reminded people of all kinds of terrible monsters.

Angela clenched the gun in her hand tightly, but that didn't make her feel safe at all. She knew that if such a thing really existed, then human modern technological weapons might not have any effect on them.

What she herself didn't realize was that her arms, which had never trembled since leaving the police academy, began to tremble slightly at this time. Her sweaty palms made it impossible for her to hold the pistol as firmly as before, but she still supported her arms as much as possible and aimed at every passing black shadow.

Then, she turned her head and saw Constantine behind her took out a goblet from his arms. He recited a few spells, and the goblet was filled with clear water. Then he picked up the Bible he had just taken out and began to pray to the goblet in a low voice.

After the prayer, he took out a tattered handkerchief, dipped it in the water in the goblet, and then held the goblet and said, "Give me your magazine."

Angela did not touch her pistol, but took out a spare magazine from her waist and handed it to Constantine. Constantine raised his eyebrows and said, "I like to cooperate with people like you who are fully prepared."

Angela snorted coldly and put her hand to her waist again. With a "click", three pistol magazines appeared in her hand, all full of bullets. She said, "I have dealt with those heinous criminals for as long as you have dealt with the devil. Sometimes, they are more terrible than the devil."

After that, she saw Constantine put her pistol magazine into the goblet and stirred it, and then the goblet began to emit bullets. White mist, when she took it out again, the magazine was very dry, as if it had not been touched by water. Constantine handed the magazine to her and said:

"This is an enchanted bullet with holy damage. Later, I will set up a magic circle for the exorcism ritual. During this period, you must use your pistol to expel all demons that dare to approach."

"The magic circle is very fragile before it is completed. The candlelight, the flame of the paper on the ground, and the flame in my hand cannot be extinguished. Once a black shadow is found approaching, use this bullet to defeat him."

Angela had a blank expression on her face and quickly changed the magazine. With a "bang", a black shadow swimming along the ground was hit by a bullet. Angela heard a scream, and black smoke began to emerge from the place hit by the bullet, and the claw-like shape was instantly shattered.

Suddenly, the female police officer calmed down. Her initial panic was just due to the fear of the unknown, and now she found that firearms could cause damage to such monsters. What else can she say?

Using enchanted bullets to hit demons is exactly the same as using ordinary bullets to hit humans. Angela soon let these demons know why she is known as one of the best detectives on the East Coast.

Raise the gun, aim, shoot, and raise the gun again. The series of actions are extremely smooth. Even if several shadows attack at the same time, the bullets fired continuously will not be distorted at all. Those shadows can't get close to Constantine in the room at all.

"You have to save some bullets." Constantine said while drawing a magic circle on the ground: "This is not their real body, but the illusion caused by their power leaking from hell. It's just the prelude to their attack..."

While Angela was shooting, she heard Constantine's explanation at a fast speed: "When demons want to invade the human world, there are often several steps. They need to use their own power to infiltrate the spirit world first, and then go from the spirit world to the human world. After the power infiltration is completed, their entity will come here."

"What will be the consequences?" Angela asked while shooting.

"At that time, bullets that were only initially enchanted could not penetrate their bodies at all. We had to either use heavy firepower to crush their bodies or use extremely powerful magic props..."

"Can't we deal with them at this stage?" Angela asked.

"No, we have to wait until the moment they invade the human world from the spirit world. When they draw the invading power to shape their bodies, they are at their most vulnerable. As long as we set up traps, we can catch them all in one fell swoop."

"Pay attention, the invasion is about to begin!" Constantine stood up. The magic circle on the ground was almost completed, but in Angela's vision, the whole world was dark and all the lights were off.

The darkest moment has arrived.

Angela raised her gun and took a deep breath. Countless black shadows rushed towards her. She rolled on the spot, fired two shots, took a step back, aimed at the black shadow under her feet, and fired another shot.

It is not easy to fight back. In addition to the difficulty of aiming in this dark state, you must also be careful not to touch the candle in the magic circle under your feet. Even if you move a little more, the candlelight will begin to sway.

Soon, all the bullets in Angela's magazine were used up. She took out the second magazine and looked at the goblet. There was not much water left in it. She could only enchant one more magazine at most.

Angela didn't think too much and handed the magazine to Constantine. After Constantine finished the enchantment, he handed the magazine to her. The female police officer took a deep breath and said, "Perhaps, I shouldn't involve more people. If this is the fate of our sisters, then I want to see how terrible the so-called hell is?"

With a "bang", another black shadow was repelled by the enchanted bullet. After the last bullet was used up, Angela threw away the pistol. She looked at the endless darkness. In the haze and hallucination, she saw his sister Isabel waving at her.

At this moment, with a "whoosh", a cluster of bright flames lit up, illuminating the whole room. Constantine lit the handkerchief, and the fire rose. All the black shadows began to wail and fled frantically towards the place where there was no fire.

Constantine threw the burning handkerchief up, and a huge fireball floated in the air. He stretched out his hand to control the handkerchief and kept it in the air, so that the group of black shadows dared not approach, and then said: "If I keep lighting this thing, no demon will dare to come in real body, but after it goes out, they will still come, and then we will all be in danger."

"So, I will extinguish it directly, and the moment the whole room returns to darkness, the demon will come, get ready...he's coming!"

As soon as Constantine finished speaking, all the flames went out, and Angela saw an extremely ugly and evil black shadow rushing towards her.

Angela instinctively raised her arms to block it, and suddenly, a red light lit up under her feet, and a scream came. She turned her head and saw that the evil figure was bound in the magic circle, followed by a scream:

"Constantine! You!!!!"

Instantly, the room became bright again, and the lights that had just completely disappeared lit up, as if the darkness just now was just an illusion.

Constantine threw the burnt handkerchief on the ground and said, "...Surprise!"

"...Is it over?" Angela asked tremblingly. She really had no strength left. She staggered to Isabel's bed and sat down. Constantine sat next to her, turned his head to look at the night sky outside the window, and said, "Maybe it's over, but this kind of life will never end."

Angela turned to look at Constantine and asked, "Do you spend every day like this?"

Constantine took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his windbreaker, took out a cigarette, lit it and took a puff, then said, "Almost, or more than this Damn, but at least I'm still alive, right? "

Angela turned her head back again, propped her elbows on her knees, wiped her face with both hands, and said: "Why is it like this? Why don't we have a choice? Why do we have to suffer such a terrible curse?"

"This is how the world is. Everyone has their own misfortune, so I try my best to turn this misfortune into an advantage for me to gain a foothold in this world. Look at it more openly. With this ability, at least ordinary people can't threaten you. "

"Really?" Angela turned her head and looked at Constantine again. She no longer had that firm look, but became a little fragile.

The experience just now has exhausted all the physical strength of this strong female police officer and given her great mental torture. Now, her physical and mental state has fallen to the bottom.

"If you were a normal person, I would never suggest you get in touch with anything mystical. No matter how talented and wise you are, I would just keep you away from these things."

"However, if a person born with a curse does not learn these things, the final result is that he can only passively take a beating. If you want to fight back, you can only fight violence with violence."

Constantine took a puff of cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke and said: "...Understanding this truth has cost me a lot."

"What price?" Angela asked curiously.

Constantine raised his head and looked around the ward. His eyes, which were deeply sunken under his brow, were finally partially illuminated by the light. He said, "Metropolis is indeed one of the best cities in the world. The conditions of the mental hospital here are much better than the one I live in."

"Have you also lived in a mental hospital?"

"Of course, this is a long story. Maybe you don't want to hear it, but this is one of the evidences of my killing those innocent people." Constantine recovered some strength and stood up from the bed. He loosened his tie and said:

"You may think I'm crazy, but I miss the time there. When I was almost crazy due to guilt and self-blame, I was fixed to a chair with a straitjacket, injected with useless tranquilizers, beaten, and fell to the ground..."

"It must be painful..." Angela said in a low voice.

"But I live for this kind of pain. If it hadn't reminded me, I would still be alive. Perhaps, I would have felt like a walking corpse." Constantine turned back. Angela looked up and looked into Constantine's eyes. The magic had always attracted her and made her indulge in it unconsciously.

People always like to chase such dark stories. Constantine has too many such stories, which are crazy, dark and sad, with a morbid charm.

Constantine leaned over and exhaled a puff of smoke. Angela pulled his wrist and put the cigarette he had just smoked into her mouth. After taking a puff, she blew the smoke onto Constantine's face.

Constantine gently pulled her up and lowered his head to kiss her.

But at the moment their lips touched, Angela woke up from that fascinated state. She pushed Constantine away and said, "No, wait, I... I'm going to stop their conspiracy..."

Angela turned around a little unnaturally and planned to walk out of the room, but she didn't notice that Constantine behind her had a triumphant smile on his face.

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