Chapter 468 It’s Not the End

The First Fallen lowered his head and saw that his chest had been cut open.

If you describe it more carefully, it means that a hole has been cut in your chest starting from the heart. Of course, this hole is not a small hole made by a knife, but penetrates the entire body. It extended all the way to the shoulders, cutting half of his body open in a "/" trajectory.

The First Fallen was stunned. He subconsciously used his other arm to hold up half of his arm, but then another knife flashed past. The First Fallen's severed arm was connected to one side of his sternum, all the way to his waist. In the meantime, everything disappeared.

"Ah, stop struggling, you will definitely die." Ziliang said: "This hospital has been transformed into an independent space free from all planes. In other words, here, no matter which power you belong to The system has been disconnected from your original time and space. You are a god, and there will be no divine power here. You are a demon, and there will be no magic energy here. You can control everything in the world, but there is no world of yours here at all. When Gabriel comes here, he has no Holy Light to use, and when you come here, you don’t have any power from hell. You are just a mortal. Of course, if you are a fragment of sin, then you will have no influence here. , but it’s a pity. So, do you have any last words?”

Ziliang said lightly, he was not in a hurry, because no matter who it was, there was basically no chance of winning when they got here.

The First Fallen struggled to maintain his standing posture. He seemed to want to say something, but he was completely speechless.

"Well, it seems that you don't have any last words, right? Then, just go and die." Ziliang waved his hand casually.

Then, there was a flash of wind, and the First Fallen was chopped into pieces. The chopped ones here really just turned into minced meat piled up on the ground.

Constantine was dumbfounded. Although he already knew that Ziliang had the ability to kill the First Fallen, he did not expect it to be so easy. The First Fallen who had just unified hell had almost no room to fight back. , was turned into pieces all over the ground.

At this time, the floor of Ziliang's office also started to work, and the blood of the first fallen was sucked away along the gaps between the floors.

"Oh, keep the meat. If this meat is wasted, then old Joey can hold Pego and cry for a month." Ziliang didn't know who he shouted at.

Constantine finally recovered: "Well, okay, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful, and of course, there is your hospital."

"Of course, so...as promised before, you will come with me," Ziliang said.

John grinned: "Hey, although I am very grateful to you for helping me kill the First Fallen, I'm sorry, but I won't go with you."

"Ah?" Ziliang yelled angrily.

"Ah what? I didn't sign any contract with you, so I regretted it." Constantine clasped his ears and muttered: "Now, I have no more enemies. I killed so many demons and closed the gate of hell. Although I didn’t do it, I still have some credit for it. If I work hard, I’ll probably go to heaven. So I’ll leave this great England, beauties, beer, and cigarettes alone, but follow you around. Running around in different planes? Am I not sick?"

"To be honest? You just lied to me, right?"

"Hey~ don't say it so harshly. Closing the gate to hell is a sacred thing. When the time comes, your friends will all be strengthened to some extent. It's a win-win situation for us."

"Ah. I seem to have thought of something suddenly." Ziliang suddenly put on a look that didn't deserve a beating: "The book called "Hell" not only writes about Azazel, but it seems like It also contains some content from Beelzebub.”

Constantine's face suddenly stiffened: "Ah? What, what does it say?"

"Let me think about it. It seems to say that Beelzebub's soul is not alone. He is the Lord of the Flies. He is like a swarm of insects, able to divide his soul."

"Ha, I thought you were going to say something? Of course I know this, but don't worry, Beelzebub's soul has been completely melted by the furnace of pain. The First Fallen is not a fool. If Beelzebub carries her behind his back, , if you hide some of your souls in hell, the First Fallen will definitely find it."

Ziliang nodded: "Yeah, yes, it's impossible for Beelzebub to survive under the eyes of the First Fallen, but I didn't say that Beelzebub's soul is hidden in hell, hehehe."

Constantine's head buzzed, and he finally remembered his friend - Lester! .(See the prologue "The Hated Man" for details.)

Yes, half a month ago, he had just sealed a person's soul, and the one he sealed with that soul was Beelzebub, the Lord of the Flies.

"Hey, come to think of it, the soul of the Lord of the Flies still exists. Although it has been completely sealed, it does still exist. Therefore, even if the First Fallen dies, your soul contract is still not released. So after you die, your soul will automatically come to Beelzebub. In other words, you will be sealed in the body of your friend Lester forever like him. No one can save you. come out!"

Constantine grabbed Ziliang's collar angrily: "Damn it, you've already thought of this trick, right? You've been cheating on me from the very beginning!"

Ziliang smiled, not angry at all: "Yes, this feeling of being cheated must be very familiar. Stop yelling. It's not that you don't have a chance. As long as you follow me, then after leaving this plane, what will happen to you?" Life and death, contracts, they are all equivalent to a piece of waste paper."

"Asshole, if I go with you, can I still have a good life in the future?"

"Well, if you think that being sealed with Beelzebub is a good life, then I won't force you. Oh, you two will stay together forever. By then you will be bored and maybe you will wake up. Wonderful attributes, think of Lord of the Flies’ body covered in bugs. Gee, I think it must be much more energetic than a stallion.”

Constantine sweatdropped after hearing this.

"Stop talking, I'll go with you!" He said in a very fast tone, as if he was afraid that Ziliang would regret it.

"Oh, you don't want your beer, beauty, do you have any cigarettes?" Ziliang said with a playful smile.

"Damn it, stop it there."

John was about to curse something.

But suddenly,

"Cough cough cough——"

An extremely violent cough, accompanied by severe pain, rushed out of Constantine's lungs.

"Wow--"

a mouthful of blood

lung cancer