The whole room became silent... Only the guy in a white coat was left, holding a black cover note, a bit like a priest holding a Bible sermon, and a bit like a quality inspector in a food processing factory.

Anyway, it’s such an inappropriate guy who just said something that could subvert the world.

This story has no basis or reason. It should be just that he saw some clues in his notes. What is that note? Why does it write such terrible words?

It's easy. Anyway, as long as these words are circulated into anyone's ears, then the person's entire worldview should collapse immediately, the faith in this world will collapse, hell and heaven will reverse, angels and demons will go crazy, and humans... well, no one knows what will happen, but this world is probably only waiting to be destroyed by itself.

Constantine's body was trembling slightly, maybe because of the pain of cancer, or because of the impact of this story... In short, he just sat down and shivered... After a while.

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He smiled, as if only laughing could express his current mood: "So, what do you want to do now? I want to tell this world that all this is false. The Creator you believe in is a two fool without self-control, and are you all the shit thrown by God?"

The first fallen man did not answer, and he was also stunned. However, he knew that as long as he grasped this matter, the six-winged angels and the faith of all human beings were all bullshit. He could make all these collapse and then destroy the entire heaven. He would stand before God, take over all his powers, and create a new world, just like what he had always longed for.

But suddenly...

"Haha——I know what you are thinking?" Constantine said: "You are thinking about your dream of rebuilding the world all the time, right? OK, go and finish it, oh, by the way, if you really do that, I guess the world will be in chaos, and heaven and hell will no longer exist in the chaos that follows, and the dead souls will scatter into the void, and all worldviews and rules will be rewritten, um... in other words, the contract between you and me will become bullshit... hahaha——”

The first fallen man was stunned: "What...what?"

"Don't you understand? Ahem-" Constantine continued to explain: "At that time, people around the world's understanding of demons and God will change, so there are no more demons and hell, so you will not get me anymore. Your [Constantine Theme Park] will probably never have the chance to be successfully built. Oh, of course, in return, you will fulfill your dreams...tsk tsk, this sounds good, doesn't it?"

The first fallen man stood there blankly.

Yes, of course he understood Constantine's words. His dreams were within reach. He could make all the facts public and create a wonderful world that he had been thinking about for thousands of years. But if that... he would not get Constantine, and his soul... would not belong to him!

The first fallen man looked at Constantine, this scum... was laughing!

He was laughing at himself, and in the end he couldn't get him!

A mortal is laughing, slandering, despising, gloating, and a man he hates to the core is still laughing so happily at the moment when he is about to die!

asshole!

asshole!

The heart of the first fallen man was boiling. How could he allow Constantine to die so easily?

And just then...

"Oh, actually, you have another choice." Constantine said suddenly.

"What choice?" asked the first fallen person.

"Ha, what else can you choose? You forget everything you just heard, just as if nothing has happened." Constantine said: "In this way, you will still be a demon, and you will not destroy this world. Heaven, hell and the earth will still follow the original trajectory. As for my soul... it is naturally yours."

Constantine said, smoking a cigarette lightly, and her face still looked cynical and worthy of beating.

"Didn't you hate me so much?" He continued, "I hate you so much that I'm right. I thought about it. Back then, I lied to you to drink holy water, haha... Are you an idiot? You can't tell the difference between holy water and wine? Oh, by the way, let me think about it, I've let you lose all your face in hell, um...what else?"

Constantine retelled the things he had cheated on the first fallen one bit in a sarcastic tone.

"Damn, shut up?" cried the first fallen man.

"Oh, by the way, I remembered that back then, I sealed you in the body of a stallion, haha...and, I also...hahaha--"

"I want your soul!!!!" the first fallen yelled.

Yes, the first fallen roared almost madly. He could no longer bear Constantine. He was like a devil and humiliated himself. He could not even want any beautiful world, God, or the world. The first fallen roar. Now he only wants John Constantine's soul!!

Constantine looked at the angry look of the first fallen man... and took the last sip of cigarette and smiled.

He knew that he had succeeded, and he succeeded again. Yes, he could succeed every time.

In fact, he didn't understand why he did this...using his soul to save the world? Haha, it's a joke, when did he become a positive character?

In the smoke, he saw a group of familiar figures.

Sure enough, my group of friends appeared again. They all died in one pit after another dug by Constantine.

For example, Lester, who just died, has the soul of the Lord of Flies sealed in his body. Haha, Constantine knows that Lester is innocent, but what should I do? If he doesn't die, then Lord of Flies will swallow one-third of the humans in this world.

There is also Lao Han, who died in battle for himself, and at the same time saved the lives of 30 villages. In the end, he could only accompany him and drink a glass of wine with his own blood.

Yuna, a good partner, was also cheated by herself, but he also saved the entire Ireland child under the age of 15, including Saint Zede, Mr. Malfoy, ex-girlfriend Lhasa, former ex-girlfriend Mill, former ex-girlfriend...what is his name.

Those souls always appear in front of Constantine. Constantine cannot ask them. They are like knives with accusations, poking and poking at Constantine. Every night, Constantine has to fall asleep in this torment.

Why does he love drinking? Because it can numb himself.

Why do you like to smoke? Because cigarettes can make you think of other things.

Indeed, all the friends around me were dead, and I was just such a lonely star in the world. But what if those people didn't die? Will the result be better?

Won't!

Constantine saved the world, many times, so many that he was reluctant to count.

Compared to those so-called superheroes flying in the sky, ha, well, in Constantine's eyes, they are just a group of abused superpowers, brain-sick, a lot of deformed monsters who are weird and wear so weird that they are nailed and penetrated eggs through their throats. They are all bitches, using magic randomly, but they live comfortably. After defeating several negative characters, they are praised as idols who save the world!

And I am a scumbag, a cheater, and a despicable person.

But what can I do? There must be someone to save the world.

Yes, save, there are many people in this world who can sacrifice themselves to save the world because it is so easy... But how many people dare to sacrifice others to save the world...

Constantine thought, laughed, scolded, and smoked the cigarette that made her feel pain.

This time, it's finally my turn...

He looked at the smoke, his friends...
Chapter completed!