Marvel With Zanpakuto

Four people and one cat.

Yinmeng was looking at Lord, Lord was watching Angela, Angela was peeking at Lord, and Constantine was watching them.

This scene seems to be described by a lyric: It is obviously a movie of three people, but I can never have a name.

"Hey, can you two look at me?"

Constantine's heart was sour, and he couldn't help but say: "The devil of hell Mamen is about to come to the world, and you two still have the heart to flirt here?"

A pair of dogs and men!

The world is about to be destroyed, and you two are still flirting with each other here!

Constantine can't wait to take out the Holy Hunter and shoot this little white face with one shot, but considering the difference in combat power between the two sides, he can only suppress this tempting idea.

"..."

Lorde was a little speechless, turned to look at Constantine, and said, "Which eye did you see that I was flirting?"

Constantine was expressionless, pointed to himself, and said, "Both eyes see it."

"No...no..."

Angela blushed slightly, lowered her head shyly, and defended herself in a low voice: "I didn't know what happened just now, and it suddenly became like that."

But unfortunately, the way she said this sentence, in Constantine's view, was more like a lie because of shyness.

Only Lord knows.

What Angela said was true. She was under some kind of mysterious influence just now, so she showed that kind of admiration and longing to a man she met for the first time.

Besides, he is not a walking hormone machine, how could a woman who has never met fall in love with him as soon as they meet?

"..."

Lord was speechless, and he couldn't explain it to Constantine, so he could only say helplessly: "Forget it, you'll be happy, let's keep talking about business."

Constantine leaned on the sofa, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and said, "That's right, I'm not acting in a Hollywood movie. Love alone can't save this world that's already rotten!"

Really can save the world...

Lord resisted the desire to complain and couldn't bear to pierce Constantine's fantasy. Isn't the Captain America, Thor, and Black Widow next door a typical example?

Considering that this exorcist has the attributes of the Lonely Scorpion, Lord felt that he should not say it, so as not to let him suffer a blow.

Constantine took a breath and asked, "Angela, do you still remember what happened in hell?"

Angela recalled it carefully and replied, "I only remember meeting Isabella, and then she told me to leave hell quickly, and said that someone was targeting me."

"Any more?"

Constantine frowned, and based on this clue alone, he couldn't infer who it was and why he wanted to imprison Angela's soul.

"......there is none left."

There was a hint of apology in Angela's eyes, and she shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I really can't remember."

"how about you?"

Constantine turned to look at Lord, his eyes fixed on him, and asked, "When you went to hell to save her, did you find anything?"

Lord said: "It was Mammon who imprisoned Angela's soul, and I met his avatar in hell."

"Have you met Mammon?"

Hearing this, Constantine was so frightened that he almost threw the cigarette on the ground, looked at Lorde in surprise, and asked, "Then how did you rescue Angela?"

Lord smiled slightly: "I killed his clone."

"hiss--"

Constantine sucked in a breath of cold air and said incredulously, "You, you, you... can actually kill Mammon's clone in hell?"

"Although the process was difficult,

But as far as the results are concerned... I killed it. "Lord said calmly.

"You...what the hell are you?"

Constantine is still a little hard to accept, that is the devil in charge of hell, even if it is a clone, it is not an existence that can be easily killed!

Lorde gave him a deep look and said, "You will know later, but not now."

"OK~ Mr. Mystery!"

Constantine shrugged. He had seen many such pretending to be mysterious guys. He had long been accustomed to it and continued, "Then now is the second question, why does Mammon imprison Angie's soul?"

Lord said lightly: "I heard from Mamen that she is related to the advent ceremony."

Angela: w(?Д?)w

Constantine frowned and wondered: "Then why do you have to ask for Angela? What does she have to do with Mammon's coming ceremony?"

"I understand that."

Lord shook his head and said, "Aren't you the best at dealing with those guys in hell, how come you don't even know a descending ceremony?"

Spoiler cool, family crematorium!

If he dared to tell Constantine now that Mammon's arrival ceremony and Gabriel were the masterminds behind the scenes, who knows if a big boss would jump out and kill him, so he would keep his mouth shut and guide Constantine by knocking on the side. It's safe to Ding to find out the truth.

"Do you think I am a prophet?"

Constantine resisted the thought of wanting to kill the outsider, and explained: "There are at least tens of thousands of ceremonies related to advent. How do I know which one Mammon uses?"

Lord said in surprise: "Aren't you familiar with hell? Just find a few demons and ask."

You think too much...I'm not familiar with it!

Constantine twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "They want to kill me, how could they tell me."

"It's hard to do..."

Lorde pondered for a while, and then said, "Aren't you known as a courtesan, why don't you ask some friends?"

"Uh . . . this way doesn't work either."

Constantine looked a little embarrassed and said: "I have tried to contact, but when they heard it was me, they immediately hung up."

"You're so unpopular..."

"The popularity was good in the past... It was just an accident."

"Like?"

"I have caused two friends to go to hell."

"Did they voluntarily?"

"Uh...I didn't have time to ask."

"Then I understand."

"Well...you understand."

Angela sat aside, listening to the conversation between the two, looked at Constantine with contempt, and scolded: "Scum!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Constantine said indifferently, but a trace of unnoticeable sadness flashed in his eyes.

And this sadness happened to be captured by Lorde.

Everyone knows that Constantine pits his teammates, but no one knows that five minutes after he wakes up every morning, he imagines in his mind the scene of his friends dying because of him.

And the reason for this is just so that when that day comes, he will not be immersed in sadness for this, and can continue to work hard to save this rotten world.

Everyone only remembers the person who was killed by Constantine, but unknowingly forgets how many lives this scum has saved.

Seeing that the atmosphere became a little dull, Lord had to stand up and guide Constantine: "Actually, you still have a friend."

"Who?"

"Midnight Daddy."

"Didn't he get killed by you?"

"Not yet, just a few breaths left."

"You're really not human, it's too cruel."

"Each each other."