Dark Savages Come To the United States

The guy was answered with a loud slam of the door.

Anyone in this world may need help, but for Bulkelso, it is completely different.

Bulkelso, who closed the door, looked around the room, and seemed to understand what attracted that idiot.

"Uncle, what is that man talking about?"

Jill is a little curious. For him, the magical side of this world is gradually unfolding before his eyes.

Jill is full of curiosity about these nagging things.

"He's saying there's something demonic about this place."

Bul-Kathel turned back to continue his forging, where demons and angels hesitated where the nephalem existed.

The reason why the smithy smelled like a devil was because of the weapon that Bulkelso was carrying.

These two weapons have been with Bulkeso for an unknown number of years, and they are naturally stained with demon blood.

Although the breath of these demons has faded a lot with the passage of time, they still exist.

"demon?"

Jill tilted her head and began to recall the guys she had seen from other people's battles in the secret realm, still a little dazed.

The young Jill couldn't understand the description of breath. For him, demons were just those long, ugly and fierce monsters.

With a rustling sound, the crumpled business card was stuffed in through the crack of the door, and the handwriting on the business card was full of cheap feeling.

"John Constantine, I'm here to help you out."

Bulkelso was getting bored, he hated chatter.

Striding towards the door, he thought it was necessary for him to teach this ignorant fellow a lesson.

As the door was pushed open, the sloppy guy was directly squeezed by the huge force and fell over.

Bulkelso began to exude a trace of arrogance.

Since this guy named Constantine can feel the devil's aura here, he can naturally feel the aura that belongs to Bulkasso!

"what do you!"

Constantine's tired look disappeared in an instant. This guy always dealt with those demons, and used those angels more than once.

But no matter what kind of existence he met, he had never felt this unique breath.

Not magic, nor demons or angels, nor those strange superpowers.

All he felt was that long, full of pure power!

Constantine didn't feel very good, although Bulkasso only showed a trace of oppression, but this strange feeling made Constantine unprepared.

Constantine understood that he seemed to have provoked some great existence, and the best choice now was to leave here obediently.

It is no secret to him that there are a group of mages in New York, and there has always been a magic atmosphere that belongs to the line of the supreme mage in this blacksmith shop.

It is precisely because of this that he came here specially. After all, if a wandering mage wants to face those demons and angels, he needs more backup.

And the line of the Supreme Mage is the best backup he knows.

Burkasso just looked at Constantine who had fallen to the ground and hadn't gotten up with the calmest eyes, without saying a word.

For this kind of guy, he doesn't want to do it directly.

Constantine got up from the ground in embarrassment under the pressure of Bulkesso, and left the place without looking back.

He looked terrified.

Jill slowly poked his head out of the blacksmith shop, then reached out and picked up the crumpled business card from the ground.

"Expert in supernatural and paranormal events, John Constantine."

Jill read the writing on the card with a slightly weird accent.

"Okay, Jill, after lunch, we're going to walk around the city."

Bulkelso didn't take this guy seriously.

On the other side, Constantine seemed to have some magical idea. After seeing the courage shown by Bulkesso, his head full of weird ideas began to move.

"Manny, do you know what he is?"

Konstantin lit a cigarette while leaning on a fire hydrant, and spoke towards the empty direction.

"I have no idea……"

A patrolman walking towards Constantine suddenly turned into an angel with white wings, speaking in a blank tone.

Angel Manny, just came to this world to observe Constantine, who has already stepped into hell.

He didn't expect that he would see an existence that even he couldn't understand near Constantine.

"Aren't you an angel?"

"You know, angels aren't omnipotent."

Constantine gradually regained his composure, perhaps because he was smoking a cigarette.

"I think, you should know what it means to appear in the world without saying hello?"

A calm voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between Constantine and Manny, and the Ancient One mage in a dark yellow robe appeared in this place.

Everything around was enveloped by a different dimension in a blink of an eye.

"Dear Supreme Master, I have no intention of breaking your agreement with Heaven, I am just observing him."

The angel Manny bowed deeply to Gu Yi, and pointed with one finger at Constantine who was holding a cigarette with a strange expression.

"I think you should know what you're doing, so you better be honest."

Gu Yi's face was shrouded under the hood, and his tone was not polite at all.

The world between heaven and hell is not a back garden where the two can step freely.

The barrier established by Agamotto made it impossible for these guys to show their full strength in the human world.

So what if he can show his full strength?

She is the ancient one, and she is also a strong person who can defeat Mephisto head-on. The forces of heaven and hell have to be more honest in the world.

"I wonder, what should this beautiful lady be called?"

Constantine took a deep puff of the cigarette, and walked towards Gu Yi with steps that his relatives did not recognize.

Constantine, from a normal person's point of view, this guy is definitely an out-and-out scum.

Those chaotic and unsystematic spells have never been his strong point. If he wants to say the strongest, it must be unique words and superb deception.

Oh, and he's also bisexual, and he's even had monsters possess his body and have babies with another monster.

The bottom line of a person seems to be just a boring vocabulary to this guy.

Whenever he breaks through his bottom line, he will immediately set a new bottom line.

He is a scum.

Maybe justice?

Constantine staggered to the front of Gu Yi, stretched out the palm with the pinhole as if trying to take off Gu Yi's hood.

Of course, all he can get is a Soul Leaving Palm.

That illusory soul that lacked a part just appeared in this place lightly.

And his body was so soft that he was on the ground, and he was still holding the burning "Ska" brand cigarette in his hand.

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