$551 Who Cares if Constantine Is Really Bloated?
"So what are you going to do now?"
Matthew spoke with his huge body on his head. While he was speaking, he looked at everything around him with a hint of joy.
The stance of Wrath of the Berserker would not normalize his physical flaws, and those eyes were not a manifestation of the Nephalem bloodline.
Those are a pair of eyes belonging to the devil!
Matthew moved his new body a little, and his expression became weird.
The things that the devil can see in his sight are different from his memories of sight when he was a human child. At least everyone he sees in his eyes still looks the same, but he doesn't know why in his heart. But the concept of "ugly" is constantly being spread.
Something was wrong, and this obvious conclusion was not enough to affect Matthew's will. But he was still worried, worried that he might not know when he would change due to this weird sight.
The more you study the law, the easier it is to ignore your emotions when looking at things.
Matthew is an excellent legal worker, and he deliberately controls this "bad" change.
"Constantine wants to fulfill his contract, right?"
Luke patted Matthew on the shoulder and let out a long breath.
Although I have long been prepared to die in battle, it is good news that I do not have to die in battle now.
Luke was not going to speculate on what the Demon of Destruction was thinking.
He still likes everything to be simple, and the most he can do is risk his life.
"Now I just want to know how to change myself back to my original self."
Matthew said a little irritably, he had closed his eyes.
Until there is no way to control the negative effects of these eyes, the best choice is to restrain your desire to see the world again.
"Is the power of the Nephalem like this? I am definitely reborn! But what will the Demon King of Hell and the Angel of Hope think of me?
Is it acknowledgment that I, as an ordinary person, cannot be among the ordinary Nephalem? Or do you see me as a threat like those first-generation Nephalem?
And, Dr. Doom. For the sake of saving your life, can Latovilla really not prepare a private room for me with unlimited supply of Silka cigarettes? "
Constantine behaves more chicly now, at least he is not as rude as before.
Who knows what he really looks like, but one thing will not change, and that is Constantine's scumbag nature.
At most, this scumbag will become a little more polite after letting go of some pressure.
"Don't try to threaten me. Even though I have lost my power now, I am still somewhat sure that I will die with you! Scum!"
Dr. Doom was held by Constantine's belt, and his body was so fragile that he could not even lift his head. But it is still full of the powerful spirit that belongs to the king.
It's just that it doesn't seem like a wise choice to show yourself like this at this time.
"Okay, okay! Great Doom, now I want to invite you to go to Buster Tower with me. Your old friend is very worried about you, so he entrusted me to negotiate with you, but I have something to say first, although Mr. Reed has been paid, but that payment does not include my need to save your life.
To be honest, I offended a very troublesome guy. "
Constantine kept talking about rewards, but he seemed to be in a really good mood at this time.
The feeling of regaining the freedom of the soul is more enjoyable than smoking a silk card, hugging a succubus, and eating watermelon in the summer.
Compared with the feeling of injecting something that cannot be named into his blood vessels, he liked this kind of freedom more.
"If you put me down now, I'll give you more. If Reed wants to see me, let him come to La Tovilia!"
Dr. Doom is still very determined, at least his bones are strong.
Seeing him like this, Constantine took advantage of the opportunity when Dr. Doom couldn't even lift his head to wink at Luke, which probably meant "Why didn't you break his bones before?"
"Dr. Doom, I think you won't deny that you can't defeat Matthew and I without planning to die together. We just want to ask you a few questions, and you should be able to give us the answers we want. ”
Luke doesn't care what Constantine wants to say, he just wants to know about Baal now.
Whether it's good news or bad news, knowing this is enough.
"Hey! What are you talking about to the great 'Dr. Doom'? Even though he looks like a stray dog with his spine broken, he is the king behind the country of La Tovilia! Even more so Tony Stark's college roommate and Fantastic Mr. Reed's research partner!
Although he doesn't have any products that can compare with the first two in terms of technology, he is still a mage! A powerful, well, relatively powerful mage.
Especially now, he is a strong man in a devil's body who doesn't know whether he is human or not! "
Constantine spoke in a sinister manner, sounding like he was introducing Dr. Doom to Luke, but everyone basically knew that he was reminding Dr. Doom to clarify his identity.
If Dr. Doom's brain could still function normally, he shouldn't continue to be stubborn in this situation of absolute disadvantage.
Dr. Doom was held in Constantine's hand, his body was shaking constantly, and in the eyes of others, this shaking was like Constantine holding a full-power pile driver.
Both of them were shaking, but fortunately Constantine didn't have much fat on his face, which made the current situation look good.
"Are you insulting me?"
"You insulted me first, Dr. Doom! You know who you can defeat in your current state? You shouldn't be so demented, or are you just bragging when you say that you won't be deprived of your will by the blood of the devil?"
Constantine smiled, and then continued:
"You'd better regain your calm mind and think clearly about your current situation!
Look at the two big men over there, one is Luke and the other is Matthew. Their identities are no secret to you, yes, they are barbarians!
Barbaric enough to eat the devil alive, look at the fangs in Matthew's mouth, they grow like that to chew the bones of the devil!
Now, new and weak demon, Dr. Doom. You may be a rare intellectual in the Burning Hell, but I am sure that those demons will not be interested in the knowledge in your head, but they will definitely be interested in your brain!
Now, do you know what to do?"
Constantine said a series of words quickly, and the messy news made Luke a little angry.
When did the barbarians become cannibals? That is to say, it is not appropriate to "negotiate" this issue with Constantine now.
"I will go to see Reed, but you'd better be prepared."
Dr. Doom hesitated for a while before giving this answer.
Although he already hated Constantine, he had to admit that he was a piece of fat meat now.
This is true for both parties.
However, if he goes to the Fantastic Four's territory, at least the safety within the range is guaranteed.
Reed's value is far more than killing a Latverian king behind the scenes!
In addition, the Fantastic Four are superheroes who are moral role models. Their protection is enough to stop Nick Fury.
Dr. Doom still accepted this favor. He knew very well what Nick Fury was. After all, his identity determined that he would have to deal with S.H.I.E.L.D. a lot.
"What preparations?"
Frank sat on the back of Nick Fury's life substitute and said with his head down.
He is not feeling well now.
Although the injuries caused by the destructive force on his body began to improve after Doom absorbed the remnants, it was still far from being fully recovered.
Although he had been observing with a sniper rifle at the beginning of the battle, if it wasn't for Nick Fury, the bastard, running over, he would rather stay far away.
He was not sure whether Nick Fury was narrow-minded, but Frank had this suspicion, and it was very strong.
When the two of them swept through the dangerous organization together, every time there was any accidental injury, the bastard Nick Fury would come back the next moment.
So Frank thought that even if this guy was not narrow-minded, he was definitely not that big. ①
"Be prepared for Reed to think that demons are the next stage of human beings."
Dr. Doom said with a sneer.
If you want to say who knows Mr. Fantastic best in the world, perhaps even Reed's bedmate and brother-in-law don't know as much as Dr. Doom.
Under the gentle surface of that guy, he is fanatical and stubborn about science.
"That sounds great! What will Mr. Fantastic do? Develop a machine that turns humans into demons? Or start the experiment on himself first?
I didn't know there were rubber demons in the Burning Hell."
Constantine said nonchalantly.
Humans turning into demons?
This kind of thing is a fantasy in his understanding.
Yes, the demon kings of hell need more demon cubs to enrich the Burning Hell, but they don't want the Burning Hell to be filled with traces of humans at all.
For angels, humans have a demonic side, and for demons, humans also have an angelic side.
Maybe demons just want to do bad things, and it doesn't matter whether the target is a human or something else.
"In fact, there are similar ones, such as those who can lick the flesh off your body with their tongues from a long distance."
Luke interrupted Constantine, although he understood that Constantine was using his own way to dispel some of Dr. Doom's inappropriate thoughts.
But this approach does not meet the wishes of Luke and Matthew.
They didn't care where Dr. Doom was going to go, nor did they care what would happen to Dr. Doom.
Now they only had one idea, which was to hear from Dr. Doom all the news he knew about Baal!
"Also, Constantine, you are a Nephalem now, and I absolutely need to tell you some of our experiences."
Luke tried to take away the right to speak in this overly simple way. The idea was good, but the method was too crude.
Now they were not a heroic team, but a group of people with different demands who had to meet here because their demands pointed to the same person.
"No, maybe your relationship with the ancestors on Mount Harrogath is not as good as mine."
Constantine threw the cigarette butt casually on the ground with a look of perseverance on his face.
After getting rid of Auriel's influence, this guy showed some rebelliousness.
Hell Detective Constantine is not a temperless guy, and most of the inmates who made him angry have been released from prison and changed their environment.
Like a mental hospital?
"What I want to remind you is, don't talk about demons in front of us until you have struggled to survive the tide of demons. That is ridiculous, and it does not have the prudence that a mage should have!
You swelled! "
When Luke spoke, he appeared directly in front of Constantine, his dark face very solemn.
It is true that Constantine became a Nephalem through his own series of calculations, and by the way, he also regained the freedom of his soul. This approach is very powerful and fully demonstrates the abilities of this hell detective.
But that can't change the fact that Constantine is just a newborn Nephalem. Even though he has a greater and brighter future, he is still a rookie!
"Oh, this is really a heartfelt statement. But when I was an ordinary person, I was able to wander between heaven and hell. Although now heaven has 'higher' in front of its name, and hell has also begun to 'burn', But so what?
That's all. "
Constantine said this, and everyone looked at him strangely as he spoke.
This guy is not an ignorant and fearless guy. Although he is full of courage, he should not be so unwisely inflated.
Or, what is this guy planning?
Frank snapped his fingers at Constantine, attracting his attention.
"Dude, have a cigarette."
Frank interrupted the conversation, which was probably full of conspiracy, and took out a wad of bills from his pocket.
"Of course, we are friends."
Constantine smiled and took out another unopened pack of cigarettes from somewhere and threw it directly towards Frank.
Then he kept rubbing his fingers, like a fly rubbing his hands.
Frank took one of the bills out of a pile and threw it to Constantine.
But after Constantine accepted the banknotes, he continued to rub his fingers.
"Go away, that banknote is enough to buy several packs of these cigarettes!"
Frank spat and drew his pistol.
The power of death flashing on the muzzle made Constantine's eyes flash.
Frank is reminding him not to forget the existence of "death"!
A guy who walks a tightrope among multiple forces cannot ignore any existing force. Any mistake may make his death several times more tragic!
"It's okay. If you need anything else, John Constantine will serve you wholeheartedly."
Constantine made a promise as a thank you for Frank's reminder.