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If you feel yourself hitting up against your limit, remember for what cause you clench your fists! Remember why you started down this path, and let that memory carry you beyond your limit. – All Might
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Downey really wanted to kick Kang.
I have to say, if you want to associate with Zha Kang, you must be prepared to withstand "force majeure factors"-Constantine will always have various reasons to cheat you.
"Constantin, I will lock you into the magic prison sooner or later!" Downey stared fiercely at Constantine, who was cowering.
"Don't say that, I can't help it..." Konstantin spread his hands and smiled wryly.
The demon beside him demonstratively roared at Zha Kang, making a nasty cry.
Downey beat the noisy demon into flesh with a single blow, with a bad expression: "Don't want to lie to me, you unscrupulous bastard, you must be caught by Mephisto and then compromised."
Don't doubt, Zha Kang can really do such a thing. Constantine had a rough childhood, his mother died of dystocia, his father went to jail for stealing women's underwear, he was fostered at his aunt's house, and he was discriminated against by his friends around him. The cigarette **** burned his head... an extremely difficult life. He knows how to compromise with reality, which gives him a perverse character and shameless morale.
Dealing with friends and relatives, extortion is the only attitude of Zha Kang. This scum has never cared about the so-called good and evil. Demons, angels, humans, etc. are all resources he can use.
This **** can even do the job of spitting out drooling gum on the angel.
There is not the most scum, only even more scum. This is Hell Detective Constantine.
If it weren't for the hot heart that hadn't cooled down deep in Zha Kang's heart, Downey really wanted to slap the scourge to death.
"I will find you afterward!" Downey scolded.
"Wait a minute, we can talk again, all the clues point to Mephisto, he is the hateful great demon threatening me... Oh, sacred Lord Mephisto, I just said casually. Do not mind..."
Constantine yelled, and the wrinkled tie on his chest trembled as he yelled, and was immediately grabbed by the impatient Mephisto, and threw him aside.
Holy? Describe a great demon with sacredness. Mephisto wanted to strangle Zakang to death, but considering Constantine's special identity, he was a little dreaded and let him go.
"Downey, my slave, we finally meet again." Mephisto, leaning on a cane, like an old gentleman, took a coordinated and precise step and looked at Downey across the road.
Deep greed flashed in those eyes that seemed to be full of kindness.
The power of the contract began to exert force. Downey snorted directly, and fine beads of sweat began to emerge from his forehead and then flowed down like a waterfall. The instinct in the body began to warn, and every cell began to be uneasy and transported faster and more efficiently. energy.
"What's the matter with you?" Wanda was shocked and quickly came to Downey, a little panicked, her beautiful eyes full of anxiety and anxiety.
The Heart Sorcerer who lost his **** finally took the opportunity to get out of his sleep. This seemingly delicate guy, arbitrarily straightened his chin, rubbed it, and recovered as before, staring at Mephisto with hateful eyes.
"Why are you here, worried that I would kill your knight? You always do this, giving extra power to outsiders, and then worrying like an old mother... In the beginning, you should give me the power of the spirit of vengeance. Look! I will take back the power that belongs to me, and then occupy the world you covet, Father!"
On the unfamiliar vocabulary of father, the witch heart demon said very strongly, a bit gnashing his teeth.
Mephisto seemed to have just found out that his son was here, and he glanced directly indifferently, and then stared at Downey, full of greed.
In his eyes, a hundred trash-like heart witches are not worth as much as a Downey.
Even the presence of the Ghost Rider was greatly weakened.
Originally, the Ghost Rider was Mephisto's most satisfying work, and it was also a highly valued combat power. He spent a lot of energy subduing a spirit of revenge and then stuffed it into Johnny's body by contract.
But Mephisto suddenly discovered that with Downey, he could get more.
Moreover, the contract is readily available. More than a year ago, Downey borrowed his power to enslave Domam. This was simply an opportunity to come.
Although he was chased by Gu Yi miserably, he became a laughingstock in hell.
"Donny, according to the contract, your soul is mine, and everything you hold is mine." Mephisto gave a gentle smile, and in a daze, the people present seemed to see the sharp teeth of the devil.
Remove the skin, only the inner demonic essence, a deformed skeleton.
The flame on the evil spirit knight's body flickered, and the burning iron chain, electric light, and flint were thrown out of him and went straight to Mephisto.
Mephisto didn't even look at it, tilted his head slightly, and the evil spirit knight fell to the ground and wailed.
"If you come on your own, I may really not be able to resist your control, but now you are just a clone. Do you want to die if you take the initiative to show up?"
Downey took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and the contract power deep into his soul burdened him. But that's it, and its impact on his combat power is also limited. The fire source is also bound to his soul, crushing the power of the contract on the level.
"A clone is enough to deal with you. You are not an ancient one, let alone someone with no weakness." Mephisto pointed to his forehead, "You and Domam signed a two-way contract, which makes you afraid Taking risks, you can only keep your soul at its peak, and you cannot break the contract force with a strong man breaking his wrist. This will cause you serious injury or even death on the spot."
Mephisto moved forward slowly, taking out the bearing that belonged to the lord of hell. Under everyone's gaze, his figure seemed to grow slowly, and his body gradually became more devil's sharp horns and claws, rich The breath of sin spread at an alarming rate.
The teleportation array was also moving, and at the moment it was about to disappear, it suddenly became bright. In an instant, a gateway to the main universe and **** was constructed for a short time, and a group of demons swarmed and came to the earth.
The sudden appearance of a large number of demonic auras shocked the magicians and various perceivers on the earth, and the sense of disgust clearly told them that something big had happened.
"Three hundred demons are nothing at all." Downey said to Betty, Max, and the others who had gathered, "You are responsible for killing these lowly demons, and I am responsible for killing the Wizard and Mephisto."
"It's up to you? It seems that you have some misunderstandings about my strength, stupid mortal!" The Heart Witch held his belly and laughed.
But no one took care of this idiot, and let him sing a one-man show.
The witch's heart's laughter stopped abruptly. He felt like a clown. Not only did Mephisto look at him like this, but even Downey, who met him for the first time, looked at him like this, which was unacceptable to the arrogant heart witch.
"You bastards, you will pay the price, and I will not let you go!" The Witch Heart demon yelled and became a complete harlequin.
The melee broke out, and a group of superpowers headed by Max outrageously ran into them and collided with the demons who had crossed the boundary. At the same time, a large number of Transformers were activated, bringing undead fighters who were still capable of action into the battle.
A large number of weapons in Downey Manor were exposed. Under the control of the insiders, they accurately attacked the devil's body, although only a white mark could be left on the devil's skin.
is like a live science fiction blockbuster, full of blood and broken limbs. The fighting methods of the demons are cruel, and undead soldiers can often be seen torn in half and eaten.
The demons are also gradually reducing their staff. The overall strength of these hasty demons is not strong, and Max and others are fully able to cope.
There was only the witch-heart demon, staring blankly at the raging battle, and finally roared unwillingly and ran away angrily.
He is superfluous, no one pays attention to him, the noble demon prince was artificially ignored, and it was a shame. The wizard swears that he will come back.
Wanda tightly guarded Downey, staying tight, guarding the seemingly harmless old man in front of him tightly, a little anxious, and asked in a low voice: "My dear, how are you feeling, or I will cover you first... …"
"No, just by relying on the power of a clone, the seventh-level contract power can't be fully utilized." Downey interrupted Wanda wanting him to retreat, smiling, "And don't worry, we also have helpers. Mephisto will regret it."
At this time, Constantine, who was beaten up, stood up with a gloomy expression on his face. This unreliable, sloppy man, rarely tidied up his brand-name tie and pleated long trench coat, his face was full of seriousness.
He looked around the battlefield, focused on the tall Mephisto, sighed deeply, and calmly took out his favorite "Sika" brand cigarette from his pocket, lit, breathed, squinted, and filled with deep meaning. His eyes focused on everything.
The corner of Downey's mouth quietly evoked a smile.
Zhakang...Although all kinds of cheating, all kinds of use ~www.mtlnovel.com~ all kinds of unscrupulous means, all kinds of shamelessness...Well, there is nothing in him that can be praised.
But Downey deeply understood what kind of ardent heart was preserved in this sloppy guy's heart.
He was looking forward, looking forward to this night, the **** detective Constantine justified himself.
I saw this man whose eyes became deep silently snuff out half of the cigarette, put it in his pocket like a baby, and then applied a powerful spell at the bottom of the box to himself. This is his trump card. Today, he thinks he is using it. It's time for this whole card.
Constantine looked at Downey, who was looking forward to him with a decisive expression. He bent down slightly and lifted up the long windbreaker indecently. Then, like a bursting rocket, he charged with unrelenting decisiveness. Go out!
Zha Kang rushed out like a rocket! The speed is getting faster and faster!!
"Mephisto! You must pay the price!!!" Constantine roared in a voice full of grief and anger.
The powerful magic gave him amazing speed. While he roared in grief and anger, he swiftly... opened the distance from Mephisto.
On the ground, a long trail of dust was left, and the dust on the ground was lifted up at an extraordinary speed.
"Donny, hold on, I will call someone to help you!"
Constantine roared in a sad voice, but the pace under his feet was faster, and he disappeared from his vision in an instant.
Constantine, the bastard, brought Mephisto and a bunch of demonic bastards, and he really lived up to his expectations and left his teammates to escape.
Constantine ran away early again!!!