Marvel With Zanpakutou

Chapter 83: Family Creamatorium

Four people and one cat.

Nemu was looking at Lod, Lod was looking at Angela, Angela was stealing glances at Lod, and Constantine was looking at them.

This scene could be described as a lyric, clearly a movie for three people, but I still couldn't have a name.

"Hey, can you two look at me?"

Constantine felt sour in his heart and could not help but say, "Hell Demon King Mammon is about to descend into the mortal world, yet you two still have the heart to flirt here?"

A pair of dog and woman!

The world is about to be destroyed, yet you two are still flirting here!

Constantine couldn't wait to take out the Divine Hunter and shoot this pretty boy, but considering the difference in combat strength between the two sides, he could only suppress this tempting idea.

"..."

Lod was a little speechless. He turned to look at Constantine and said, "Which eye of yours saw me flirting?"

Constantine was expressionless. He pointed at himself and said, "Both of my eyes saw it."

"No... no..."

Angela blushed and lowered her head shyly. She explained to herself in a low voice, "I don't know what happened to me just now, but I suddenly became like that."

Unfortunately, the way she said this, in Constantine's eyes, was more like a lie that came out of shyness.

Only Lod knew.

Angela was telling the truth. She had just been affected by some kind of mysterious influence, which was why she showed that kind of love and longing expression to a man she met for the first time.

Besides, he was not a walking Lotus machine. How could he let a woman who he had never met fall in love with him the moment they met?

"..."

Lod was speechless, but he could not explain it to Constantine. He could only say helplessly, "Forget it. As long as you are happy, let's continue with the business."

Constantine leaned on the sofa, lit up a cigarette, took a deep drag, and said, "That's right. It's not like we're in a Hollywood movie. Love alone can not save this rotten world!"

It could really save the world...

Lod resisted the desire to ridicule and could not bear to expose Constantine's fantasy. Wasn't the American team, Thunder God, and Black Widow next door a typical example?

Considering that this exorcist possessed the attribute of the Heavenly Cursed Lone Star, Lod felt that it was better not to say it out, lest he suffer a blow.

Constantine took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "Angela, do you still remember what happened in hell?"

Angela carefully recalled and replied, "I only remember meeting Isabella, and then she told me to leave hell quickly. She also said that someone's target was me."

"Is there anything else?"

Constantine frowned. With this clue alone, he could not figure out who it was, and why it wanted to imprison Angela's soul.

"... No more."

Angela looked apologetic and shook her head, "I'm sorry, I really can't remember."

"What about you?"

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

Lod said in detail, "Mammon imprisoned Angela's soul. I met his avatar in hell."

"You met Mammon?"

Hearing this, Constantine was so scared that he almost threw the cigarette on the ground. He looked at Lod with surprise and asked, "Then how did you save Angela?"

Lod smiled slightly. "I killed his avatar."

"Hiss -"

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

Although the process was very difficult,

"But in terms of the result... I killed him." Lod said calmly.

"You... What exactly are you?"

Constantine still found it hard to accept. That was the devil king in charge of hell. Even if it were fora clone, it was not an existence that could be easily killed!

Lod looked deeply at him and said, "You will know in the future, but not now."

"OK ---Mr. Mystery!"

Constantine shrugged. He had seen this kind of guy who pretended to be mysterious many times. He had long been accustomed to it. He continued, "Now is the second question. Why did Mammon imprison Angela's soul?"

Lod said lightly, "I heard from Mammon that she has something to do with the advent ceremony."

Angela: w(? Д?) w

Constantine frowned and asked, "Then why must it have to be Angela? What does she have to do with the advent ceremony?"

"Are you serious?."

Lod shook his head and said, "Aren't you the best at dealing with those guys from hell? How come you don't even know about the advent ceremony?"

The whole family would be buried in a fire!

If he dared to tell Constantine that the advent ceremony was orchestrated by Mammon and Gabriel, who knew if there would be a big shot who would jump out and kill him, so he obediently closed his mouth and tried to persuade Constantine to find out the truth.

"Do you think I am the prophet?"

Constantine resisted the idea of wanting to kill this outer door man and explained, "There are at least tens of thousands of rituals related to the descent. How do I know which one Mammon uses?"

Lod said in surprise, "Aren't you quite familiar with hell? Just ask a few demons."

You think too much... really unfamiliar!

The corner of Constantine's mouth twitched. "They can't wait to kill me. How can they tell me?"

"This is difficult..."

Lod thought for a while and then said, "Don't you call yourself a socialite? Why don't you ask a few friends?"

"Uh... this road is not good either."

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

"You are so unpopular..."

"I used to have good relations with people... I just had an accident."

"For example?"

"I dragged my two friends to hell."

"They volunteered?"

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

"Then I understand."

"Well... it's good that you understand."

Angela sat aside and listened to the conversation between the two. She looked at Constantine with disdain and scolded, "Scum!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Constantine said indifferently, but there was a trace of imperceptible sadness in his eyes.

And this sadness was coincidentally caught by Lod.

Everyone knew that Constantine had cheated his teammates, but no one knew that five minutes after he woke up every morning, he would imagine the scene of his friends dying because of him.

And the reason for this was only so that when that day came, he would not be immersed in sorrow and could continue to work hard to save this rotten world.

Everyone only remembered that the person who was killed by Constantine had unconsciously forgotten how many lives this scum had saved.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become a little dull, Lod had no choice but to stand up and guide Constantine. "Actually, you have a friend."

"Who?"

"Daddy Midnight."

"Didn't you kill him?"

"Not yet. He's still breathing."

"You really aren't human. You're too cruel."

"Same to you."