The system prompts the sound to start.


    "The camp incident, evil change, is over."


    "The current camp: chaos and kindness."


    "You have successfully rescued Angela Dodson, but the act of killing a fallen angel may lead to the balance tilting towards heaven.


    Besides.


    Without gods, they would like a god killer wandering around their territory all day. "


    "Reward for completion: noon has arrived · God killer (changed)."


    [noon has arrived · God killer (change): now, you can freely control whether a single bullet consumes all mental power in God killer mode.


    Note: a single attack does not exceed the limit of God''s endurance, and can only cause minor damage.


    There is no need to use cannons to kill mosquitoes. Demon hunters.]


    Glancing quickly over the instructions that had arrived at noon.


    In other words.


    Does this new improvement have the potential to fight multiple gods at one time?


    The other side.


    Angela took two difficult steps back, opened her eyes, looked down quickly at her clothes, and then reached out to touch her cheek.


    She had just seen something smelly splashing all over her.


    Yes?


    Constantine, who had had enough rest, got up, looked directly into Cole''s eyes and said, "I''ve always wondered how you killed those things?


    If you are willing to sell these weapons, I think they must be very valuable on the black market. "


    Cole walked past him and said coldly, "don''t hit their attention, John boy."


    Constantine shrugged indifferently.


    Enjoy the taste of cigarettes.


    At the same time, he had a crooked idea that noon had arrived.


    The rules of the world.


    Demons and angels can only be exiled and can never be killed.


    But if he could get the weapon and put it on Satan''s forehead, wouldn''t he have to go to hell?


    Think of it here.


    Yu Guang glanced at Cole''s back.


    Finally gave up the unreliable idea.


    Heart, this guy is much more difficult to deal with than Satan. He is cruel and ruthless, despises the rules, and is far more cunning than his tough man appearance.


    A moment later.


    Angela took a deep breath, then became very short of breath, raised her head, looked directly into Cole''s eyes and said in shock, "cole... I... what just happened..."


    "Those are true."


    Cole walked up to her, raised his hand, ignored the female detective''s protest, pinched her face, looked left and right, and then stared into her eyes.


    Angela wanted to resist.


    But she can''t resist the powerful physical power of the demon hunter.


    Until Cole''s eyes made her feel very uncomfortable.


    That''s a step back.


    He broke away, looked away involuntarily, frowned and said, "what have you been looking at me... For?"


    obviously.


    Human nature is a beauty animal.


    Regardless of being handsome Constantine.


    Or, the cold and handsome demon hunter keeps staring.


    As an adult woman with normal development and mental health, it''s very common to feel uncomfortable... Or feel it.


    Especially.


    When looking at each other, you can vaguely feel each other''s breathing


    Cole put his left hand into his coat pocket, turned to light a cigarette, looked at the night in the distance, and said coldly, "you are very talented, Angela. Few people can turn off the perception of the spiritual world without training.


    So I just want to confirm.


    Is there anything unclean hidden in your soul? "


    That''s it.


    He glanced at Constantine, then looked at her and said, "it looks like you and he are in big trouble. Something has been staring at you."


    Cole''s words, like his voice, lack emotional fluctuations and are cold into the bone marrow.


    so that.


    Angela acted like she heard a ghost story and wondered, "what...?"


    Constantine explained, "I don''t know what they''re planning, but I have some ideas.


    let''s go.


    I need to find Isabella''s soul and confirm it. "


    Although the dialogue between the two professionals in the mysterious case became more and more incomprehensible, Angela hurriedly said, "do you have a way?"


    Constance nodded.


    When they were ready to go to Angela''s house, get one or two suitable relics of Isabella, and then find her soul, Cole said coldly, "John, I heard that your friend is helping you investigate this matter.


    Involving falling angels.


    He may die. "


    Constantine raised his cigarette hand, left Cole a figure, and said carelessly, "hennis is a priest, Cole, the devil dare not touch him."


    The devil naturally cannot kill a priest with firm faith.


    But what if his faith wavers?


    Watched Angela drive and drove Constantine away quickly.


    Cole looked down at his watch.


    "System, mark the current position of father Hennessy."


    "Start generating coordinate points..."


    "It has been marked for you."


    Take a look at the distance on the map. It''s about three kilometers away.


    The timeline describes father Hennessy''s death 45 minutes later.


    Call for a taxi.


    Cole sped to his destination.


    ...


    before dawn.


    Fat, bald, middle-aged father Hennessy.


    Through the power of psychic media, he got clues about Isabella''s strange voice when she died in a newspaper.


    While the hospital morgue is empty.


    Sneak in and find Isabella''s body.


    Tense swallowing.


    With fear of the unknown and awe of the dead.


    Lift off the body covering and gently pinch Isabella''s cold and inelastic pale wrist with both hands.


    Psychic powers.


    Guide his consciousness through the material world to the unknown darkness.


    until...


    Something extremely evil and filthy appeared in his perception.


    Father Hennessy trembled violently, took a step back and fell heavily to the ground!


    On Isabella''s wrist, a dark profane symbol passing through the circle and cross emerged.


    He didn''t know what the symbol meant.


    But the powerful evil hidden behind him is a terrible horror he has never touched for so many years!


    Take out the wine bottle.


    I wanted to drink a sip of wine to relieve the tense nerves and sudden thirst symptoms, but I found that there was nothing in the metal flat bottle.


    Push away the security guard who heard the news and walked into the morgue.


    Hennessy crawled out of the morgue.


    Gradually blurred vision and chaotic consciousness, as well as buzzing ears, took him to a convenience store.


    Take down the wine bottles one by one on the shelf.


    Whatever he does.


    The wine in the bottle could not flow into his mouth.


    Blurred consciousness.


    Fall to the ground in severe pain and pain.


    Then he realized that something evil was manipulating his perception.


    It was also at this time.


    A successful man with a coin in his hand and a striped suit walked into the convenience store.


    The scarlet glow in his pupils.


    It is in sharp but ironic contrast with the holy gold in the eyes of the clerk standing on the sidelines.