Capítulo 92: John Constantine
Clearly, this was a cat with personality, or rather, a panther.
"Did you inherit Zarathos' memories?" Zane asked.
"I only inherited Zarathos' memories before he went mad. After he went mad, his consciousness fell into chaos and he acted only on instinct. There were only fleeting images in his memory."
This was why 'Zarathos' immediately knelt before Zane when he arrived in the mortal realm, thinking that he should treat him just like God based on the memories he inherited.
Upon hearing his words, Zane habitually rubbed his chin, which was his standard gesture when he was deep in thought.
"It seems that the Death Realm after leveling up isn't as simple as described in the skill introduction. There are some hidden settings. What happened with Bastis last time could be considered accidental, but this time, the same thing happened again, so it must be inevitable."
"It seems that souls entering the Death Realm will be shattered and reorganized, leaving a mark. What a domineering skill."
"In that case, it looks like I have to meet that legendary Constantine and Lucifer..."
As Zane contemplated, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on his lips.
While Zane was pondering his plans, in the lounge upstairs, Lorna and Bastis, who were playing games, heard the commotion (the sound of Zarathos kneeling and knocking his head), and they put down their game controllers and walked out.
When Lorna saw 'Zarathos,' her pupils suddenly contracted. She controlled the kitchen knives to fly out, pointing directly at 'Zarathos,' while Bastis sensed the aura from the [Realm of Dead] on 'Zarathos' and didn't make a move.
Lorna was so nervous because 'Zarathos' looked too much like the Ghost Rider, except for the addition of skeletal wings and a change in flame color. Naturally, she immediately regarded him as an enemy.
"Relax, girl, he's one of us," Zane said, lifting his head.
After hearing Zane's words, Lorna put the kitchen knives back in place. She had absolute trust in Zane. If Zane said this skeleton was one of them, then he must be. There was no doubt.
"As per the usual, let's give you a name," Zane said with inexplicable anticipation.
"I humbly request God to grant me a name!"
"Then you shall be called Proud Bone! This name is majestic."
"Thank you, God! I swear upon my life to dedicate everything to you. Your will shall be the direction of my life!"
You see, the way Proud Bone made that oath, and the attitude toward naming by Zane, is completely different from that silly cat. That silly cat even dared to dislike the name I gave her. Zane always thought that Snow sounded much better than Bastis!
One has to admit, God knows how to train people. Regardless of whether Proud Bone is brown-nosing or not, Zane feels incredibly comfortable listening to it now. Even if it's flattery, it's a million times better than the forced flattery from Bastis.
Thinking about this, Zane glanced disdainfully at Bastis on the second floor, while his gaze towards Proud Bone became increasingly satisfied. Even his skeletal frame suddenly seemed much more good looking than before.
"Oh, by the way, Proud Bone, are you male or female?"
"I report to God, I am female."
"What? Female!" Zane couldn't help but exclaim.
Because Proud Bone's current voice wasn't the typically male voice like the Ghost Rider's, but rather neutral. So out of curiosity, Zane asked this question, not expecting to uncover a female charade.
No one would have guessed from Proud Bone's appearance that she was female. The original work didn't specify Zarathos's specific gender, so now Zane felt a bit embarrassed.
(TN: Not actually. In the comics Zarathos is male. Maybe the real author did not know this and choose Zarathos's gender as female for fun.)
He actually named a woman Proud Bone. Even though she's now just a skeleton, the name is still a bit... off.
"Ahem, Proud Bone."
"Yes, God."
"From now on, Proud Bone will be your title. Your nickname will be Little Bone."
"I obey God's decree!"
Whether it's Zane's misconception or not, he felt that this time Little Bone's response was unusually loud, and she seemed to relax completely, as if she had let out a sigh of relief.
Damn, is my naming really that unwelcoming?
But this was just a minor incident. There were still important matters to attend to. The next day, Zane brought Bastis to Columbia Hospital.
Standing at the hospital entrance, Zane released his perception and scanned the entire hospital with the power of faith. Instantly, countless noisy voices reverberated in Zane's mind, causing a dull ache in his head.
"I really don't know how Professor X tolerates the minds of billions of people. Could it be that this guy also has the potential to be a masochist?" Zane speculated maliciously.
However, Zane did find the person he was looking for. Among the thousands of people in the hospital, Zane sensed two special souls. According to the plot, one of them was the vessel chosen by Mammon to descend to the mortal realm, Angel, who was Isabella's sister. Originally, Mammon chose her sister Isabella, but now that Isabella had committed suicide, she could only choose Angel, who had the same mediumship as her.
But this woman was of no value to Zane. Zane came here to find another special person—John Constantine!
As Zane's power of faith swept through the hospital, both Constantine and Angel looked in Zane's direction at the same time. Unlike Angel's confusion, Constantine was more shocked.
Because Zane's presence made him feel an immense, majestic, and somewhat terrifying power that seemed to penetrate his soul, as if God himself had descended to earth.
The next moment, a smile appeared on Zane's lips as he teleported directly in front of Constantine.
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