$150 Constantine's Way of Doing Things (Late Seventh Chapter, Quietly Asking for Subscription)

"Are you willing to pay the price of a saint's life to catch me? The knight feels right, you are a complete villain."

Carter Shrey felt that the power of the knight in him was disappearing, and his life was coming to an end.

He only had the power of this last transformation to maintain his life, and wanted to find someone who could entrust the contract to Saint Fangansa.

But now nothing can be done, and Carter Shirey is very frustrated.

"Don't say that. I have never let the devil take advantage of me. It's completely different from you."

Constantine sat directly outside the magic circle, looking at Carter Shirey's Skeleton Company inside and suddenly felt a little bored.

Thinking about the past, how excited those demons were when they signed a contract with him. He could even see the emotion called happiness in the demons' twisted faces.

By the time the contract was halfway through, the demons' faces were filled with indifference.

At the moment when the contract was reached, the devil's expression turned into despair, then into ferocity, and finally rolled back to hell with unwillingness.

This series of changes made Constantine feel a sense of existence and happiness.

But now Carter Shirey has entered the final stage directly, which will only make him feel boring.

"Those who sign a contract with the devil will not end well!"

Carter Shirey said this in a very firm tone. He felt the knight's power begin to melt away.

To be honest, the St. Fangansa contract actually has little value to Mephisto in hell. A powerful being who can fight Galactus will become incomparable because of a "mere" thousand souls. How does this sound? It's all like a joke.

"Only you would think that Mephisto cares about these thousand souls. How many souls does he want in hell that he can't get?"

Constantine took out a marker and drew on the ground.

"You actually think that you can avoid Mephisto's pursuit by hiding. This is the most ignorant statement I have ever heard.

It's only slightly better than intravenous injection of holy water to exorcise demons. It's similar to the fact that people killed by demons are not killed by demons. "

Constantine muttered to himself, looking at the magic circle under his hand that was almost finished.

"Come on, Mephisto, let's make another deal, one that doesn't require a contract."

Constantine put his hand on the newly painted magic circle and muttered.

Occultism is a serious subject. When drawing a magic circle to summon demons, any mistake may be regarded as a provocation by the demons and lead to unknown consequences.

Errors include errors in spell pronunciation, the circle of the magic circle being not round enough, etc.

But Constantine doesn't care much about procedures for familiar demons.

That part of the demon will either attack as soon as it comes out, no matter how perfect Constantine's process is.

The other part is that no matter how Constantine summons them, they are willing to come out and meet Constantine.

Mephisto, who happens to be summonable now, falls into the latter category.

"Ah, John, you are so awesome. You are worthy of being the one who gave birth to a child for Satan. You actually caught a knight that I wanted to find."

Mephisto's figure suddenly appeared in the cellar. Looking at Carter Shirey trapped in the magic circle, he was obviously very happy.

"Okay, are you going to ask Satan to pay me alimony? Tell me, your clone wants the St. Fangansa contract because you don't want to be a clone anymore."

Constantine added a few strokes to the magic circle in front of him, and then put out his cigarette butt in the middle of the magic circle.

"It just so happens that hell has completely disconnected from the human world. This is your best chance."

Constantine said to himself regardless of how ugly the face of Mephisto's clone in front of him was.

"you……"

"All I ask is that you cure my cancer and I give you Carter Shrey."

Constantine interrupted the Mephisto clone and gave his terms.

"I……"

"If you hesitate any longer, Carter Shirey will die. According to the contract, he will return to you in hell. You know, no one can refuse the power of the contract, especially when it is fulfilled."

Without even raising his head, Constantine used his cigarette butt to write and draw on the magic circle.

Carter Shirey's knight power was quickly dissolved by Angel's power, and half of the skull head had turned back into a human face.

Mephisto stopped talking, but pressed Constantine's chest, and his old face began to look more aging.

"It feels really good. I like your hot hands pressing my hot heart. OH~"

Constantine let out a rippling shout, and then took a step back!

In a short period of time, his cancer was completely cured, and Mephisto stepped into the magic circle he had just completed.

This clone, which only had some of Mephisto's authority, was nailed to the magic circle without being able to communicate with Hell.

Constantine Yong's marker connected the two magic circles together, and then Angel's power rushed in the direction of Mephisto's clone.

"Then, let's talk about the second deal now. I'll trade your freedom for Carter Shirey's soul. I know you have this authority. It's just a soul transfer contract."

Constantine pulled out a crumpled A4 paper from the inner pocket of his windbreaker and threw it with a marker to Mephisto's clone, which could only move in a small cylindrical space.

Constantine never lets the devil take advantage of the contract.

Carter Slay, who thought that he would be burned by Mephisto's hellfire for ten thousand years after his death, stared at Constantine in amazement.

"Why dare you let your partner stay with me?"

Carter Slay said so.

Constantine knew that he had been imprisoned for greed in the past, and he also understood that he was not a noble existence.

So Carter Slay couldn't understand why Constantine dared to do this.

"Because of your greed, you took the Saint Vanganza contract just to let Mephisto modify the contract, but you didn't think that your life span was so insignificant compared to Mephisto. Besides, it was just this clone who wanted the contract."

Constantine took a newly taken cigarette and poked it on Mephisto's face.

He planned to try what the cigarette lit with the devil's body temperature tasted like.

"Just like you said, human lifespan is really insignificant to me. Even if I am just a clone, can you accept that girl is trapped here?"

The face of Mephisto's clone was not very good. He looked much older and watched Constantine stick the cigarette on his forehead, but he still wanted to maintain the dignity of the king of hell.

"Oh! My God, is this the first time you heard my name Constantine? Buddy?"

Constantine put the lit cigarette into his mouth, then raised his head and even opened his hands exaggeratedly.

Then he suddenly lowered his head and looked at Mephisto's clone across the magic circle.

"You think I am the kind of person who cares about my partners? It's an honor! I am more of a villain than you think, my old friend."