In the final analysis, Constantine has more dignity, and he even has acquaintances in hell.
The big bug demon in front of him had obviously learned about Constantine's arrival in hell from somewhere, and came here specifically to block him.
However, this is not surprising. After all, although they maintained a certain degree of vigilance, these people were still a little too wasteful. They kept alive, made consumables, and even captured and raised them more than once.
Moreover, they had no way of plowing through the place they had come along and completely clearing away every moving demon.
Some were still alive after all, and the demons who saw them coming to hell left peacefully.
In a place like hell, it is a very happy thing for strangers to come.
Because in this case, everyone will have the opportunity to go to the human world again.
And when this person is suspected to be Constantine, it becomes even more interesting.
After all, many demons know this name, and quite a few demons hope that Constantine can stay in hell for a long time.
As a demon, stay in hell.
…
"Constantine...it's really you, it's really you, great...I discovered you first this time! Hahahaha!"
Of course, the devil's laughter is not pleasant to hear. Coupled with this extremely huge body and extremely strange appearance, it is even more difficult for people to appreciate it.
Lin En sat next to the silent Supoman with the intention of watching the excitement. She originally wanted to learn from the super enemy's unyielding character, but after hearing this, she couldn't help it.
"Constantine, has your lover gone to hell?"
To Linn's surprise, Constantine did not quarrel with him again like he had done all this time.
On the contrary, Constantine looked at the crazy big bug demon seriously, put his hands in his pockets to fumble for something, and whispered: "Lynn, this is not a joke, this guy is a very strong demon, a senior demon.
He is one of the incarnations of Gluttony. Although he has been separated from his original body for thousands of years, he is still considered a great demon.
Compared to the clones of the Three Palace Demons, this one is stronger. "
"Oh oh oh, I know, I know."
Lin En immediately sat down again and moved closer to Supoman.
At this time, Supoman stood up.
"In other words, this is a truly powerful opponent, more powerful than the three-horned demon, right?"
Constantine, who was holding a small nail and a small compass in his hand, nodded hesitantly: "It's much worse than the original body, but it's much better than the original body."
"That's good."
Dachao looked back at Lin En, who was sitting on the ground, pretending to be flustered: "Lin, this..."
"Fine."
Linn stopped pretending and smiled and tugged on Constantine's sleeve: "Don't be so nervous. Gluttony, right? I know the seven deadly sins."
"But, Lynn, it..."
"Even if it comes in its true form, we may not lose."
Patting Constantine on the shoulder, Linn smiled and said: "I know what you are thinking and worried about, but I also want to tell you that you really underestimated Suborman."
"That……"
"Don't ask, asking is always underestimating."
Constantine nodded: "I probably understand."
At this time, Supoman, with his red cloak flying, asked again: "Then, I can take action."
Pointing his finger forward: "It has already attacked."
"Go! Supoman! The decision is yours!"
Linn grabbed the kitten and followed Constantine to jump off the bone dragon that was about to be enveloped in a large amount of acid. When he looked back, he saw Superman breaking through the green acid envelope and rushing towards the big bug demon.
"It's really reassuring to have this person here."
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Superman's fighting power has never been constant. Although it sounds a bit outrageous, even if he is not on the earth and is illuminated by the sun, Dachao's combat effectiveness is still extremely outrageous, and he is habitually explosive.
Although it is a bit deviated from the setting, the fact is that it is so outrageous.
But even with such a powerful superman as his bodyguard and backing, Lin En and his team were still exhausted, being chased all over hell, and in a state of embarrassment.
The reason is that there are simply too many enemies.
Ever since Da Chao killed the glutton, it was as if they were suddenly exposed to the sight of all the upper-level demons in hell.
According to Constantine, in the endless hell, the chance of encountering a named high-level demon is as low as Lynn being elected as the top ten civilized citizens of Gotham.
But they don't know if there is someone manipulating the rules behind the scenes or what, but they will encounter a player of this level almost every day or two.
Among them was a demon who wore a hat and looked like a human being. He even had some back-and-forth fights with Super.
Although he managed to escape later, Supoman was still exhausted physically and mentally from fighting again and again.
After all, the devil's fighting methods are too dirty. Breaking a hand and suddenly spraying a viscous solution from the wound are all routine methods.
The half-soul body of the Wailing Banshee is really scary because of its magical attacks and its ability to live in groups.
Lynn never wants to experience the scene of a high-level wailing queen leading hundreds of wailing banshees to sing together in her life.
Not so much brain drain.
…
"Σ_("∠)vomit..."
Lying down near the root of a huge dead piranha, Linn vomited and almost turned her stomach inside out.
This is the sequelae left after being attacked by the Wailing Banshees last time. According to Constantine's diagnosis, even if Linn's spirit and willpower are...excellent, he won't be able to recover at all if he doesn't last for a month and a half.
All the necessary medicines and spells were used to remove the spells. This was already the lightest fate.
"I shouldn't have brought you to hell."
Linn felt uncomfortable, and Constantine himself felt uncomfortable. In addition to the double mental and physical injuries, the large loss of props was what made Constantine particularly distressed.
It took a long time to save up this wealth. This trip to hell has used up too much.
Even if there are those high-level materials as supplements, the materials that can be obtained from demons cannot be directly used to make magic props. Preparatory work such as removing the demonic aura on them costs a lot of money, and it also adds Considerable time cost.
If you calculate it, Constantine will undoubtedly lose blood during this trip to hell.
At least that's what he said himself.
"You farted... vomit... you farted."
Linn ended his rumination, threw away the paper wiping his mouth, walked over to Constantine and sat down.
"No matter what the reason is, whether I have been to hell or not, it does not affect my rational judgment.
Such a concentrated and large-scale pursuit is absolutely abnormal! "
After Linn finished speaking, he looked at Constantine with blank eyes: "Are you doing something else?"
Constantine was not angry when he heard Lin En's question. After all, he knew who he was and who Lin En was.
Linn's doubts about him, just like his doubts about Linn, will definitely last throughout his life and will not be changed by anything.
This is a wonderful kind of trust!
However, Constantine still shook his head and gave his answer: "This has absolutely nothing to do with me."
"Why do you say that?"
"If it was because of me, then what just appeared wouldn't be a high-level demon blocking the road.
They will appear in groups, temporarily put aside all disputes and hatred, and unite to deal with me first. "
"……Um"
Linn choked for a moment, and for a moment she didn't know whether to refute Constantine's words or to applaud in agreement.
"...Anyway, I'm convinced. You're awesome."
"Concession."
…
The discussion did not yield any results. Although both of them had some doubts in their minds, one knew too much about hell and the other did not know much about hell. Neither of them was sure whether their guesses were reasonable or possible.
They couldn't talk about going together, so it was very rare that Linn and Constantine sat together in a sober state, and there was no dispute, no quarrel, and no fight.
"Actually, I still have some cards that I haven't used yet."
Constantine revealed a little bit about his status.
"I also want to say that I also have some cards that I haven't used yet."
Linn looked at Constantine and probably revealed some of his combat capabilities.
"That's great, because I don't have any trump cards left."
At this time, Dachao, who was sitting on the big rock nearby, spread his hands with a wry smile on his face: "I really ask you two, just be a little bit more sincere."
Constantine and Dachao were not very familiar with each other, so he was a little embarrassed by this sentence and blushed for a tenth of a second.
Linn's face was a little damaged when he was eaten by the super piranha, and there was no blush at all.
"Oh, this is all for your own good. Think about it, you are here, why are we here with you? To hone your fighting skills, to broaden your horizons, to face different enemies, Faced with different means, such as single-on-one group fights, magic attacks in the sky and earth, physical attacks...
Superman, do you dare to say that you have gained nothing? Don’t you dare say you’re not getting the exercise you want. "
Dachao smiled helplessly again: "I don't dare. Not at all."
"That's right~"
Lin Entian stood up shamelessly when Constantine gave him a thumbs up, and continued limping: "It's so nice here, you can use your abilities unscrupulously, and you don't have to worry about accidentally giving someone a hand. Hammered to death."
Dachao nodded helplessly again: "Yes, yes."
"Let's go."
Lin En stretched his muscles and said, "Maybe I will be surrounded by some demons if I stay here. After all, when this broken flower fell down just now, there was a lot of movement.
Don't let anyone find out, let's set off now. "
Patting Supoman on the shoulder, Linn puffed out his chest and said, "I promise you that whatever happens next will be solved by Constantine and I. I'll give you some time to rest."
Before Da Chao agreed, a strange voice suddenly came from behind the fallen rhizome of the piranha.
"You are human."
With a swish, Supoman's heat ray swept over.
In hell, except for themselves, everyone else can directly take action.
However, this time they seemed to have encountered a tough problem.
Because the calm and emotionless voice continued without any ripples: "I am not a devil."
Then, a man with a pale face and all black clothes walked out from behind the burning roots.
"You are Constantine, I recognize you."
When Lin En heard this, he frowned and retreated behind Supoman again.
"Constantine, I'm looking for you."
(End of chapter)
