Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Father Hannessy was the exorcist who asked Constantine to help deal with evil spirits in Chinatown. In the chaotic gray area of ​​New York, he could make a lot of money by relying on half-baked exorcism and master-level psychological attainments. After more and more supernatural events appeared in recent months, Father Hannasey's income has more than tripled, which can be called a happy spring breeze.

Of course, he is just an inconspicuous part of this special industrial chain. In the eyes of the real big shots, he is just a bug that can be crushed to death.

But even so, we can't underestimate this chubby, balding middle-aged man who can eat this bowl of rice for more than ten years. This has already proved that Father Hannessy has the real thing on hand.

Constantine had a pair of "yin and yang eyes" that could see ghosts since he was a child. In the incident, he lost his church and friends, but got a pair of special ears by accident.

Though he wasn't the resource to get it.

"Okay, listen to me, Hannessey!"

With a cigarette in his hand, Constantine sat in the palatial villa decorated by the priest, and sincerely said to the priest who was eating beef jerky with a look of disdain,

"I just need you to listen to the voices from hell, I swear, it only takes 5 minutes, and then you can carry your amulet on and go on, do me a favor, man!"

Hannessy lives in a villa like a palace, but wears a sloppy coat that seems to have not been washed for more than ten days. While eating delicious beef, he glances at Constantine and holds it with his oily hands. The ring-shaped pendant hanging on his chest shook his head quickly,

"No! No! John, you have seen the recent changes in this city. I don't know how many half-blood angels and demons have sneaked into New York. If you listen to their voices under such circumstances, it will easily attract terrible Trouble...I mean, trouble you can't handle!"

"Damn it!"

Constantine snatched the beef jerky from Hannessy's hand, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he mumbled,

"I just want to figure out why mysterious creatures from both worlds are sneaking into New York at this time. Something must have happened. I can't let them interfere with what I'm going to do!"

He casually threw the empty packing bag into the trash can next to him, wiped his greasy fingers on Father Hannessy's clothes, sat on the table in front of him, looked at Hannessy very seriously,

"Help me once, Hannessy! For the sake of friendship over the years!"

The priest looked at Constantine, his expression seemed to be a little loose, but he quickly held his amulet again, shook his head,

"No, no! Except this one, Constantine, it's the only one that will kill us all!"

"Dry!"

Constantine shook his fist viciously. He walked over and pouted at Detective Angela who was drinking tea on the other side.

"It's your turn."

Angela nodded, stood up, and walked to Father Hannessy calmly. The priest looked at this young and beautiful woman, and frowned.

"Hey, what does this mean? Are you trying to seduce me?"

"click"

Something cold touched the priest's neck, a police badge appeared in front of his eyes, and Angela's cold voice,

"Hannessy Huddle, you were charged with seven counts of murder, planning an explosion, and threatening the government 15 years ago. It is a pity that you ran away at that time, but now, facing me, how are you going to answer the question just now?"

The police detective who entered the working state looked cold, and his whole body exuded a murderous look, which made the priest hold his head tremblingly and shouted,

"No! I didn't do that! That's the devil! It's all made by the devil!"

"Leave this to the judge, maybe he will believe you and sentence you to release in court..."

There was no expression in Angela's eyes. The priest who was proficient in psychology could of course know what she wanted her to do from her actions and words, but that was the problem, he couldn't refuse.

Constantine's voice sounded "just right\

,""Look, Hannessy, you owe me a lot, help me this time, we'll write it off!"

He reached out and pressed Angela's finger, asking her to release Father Hannessy. He reached out and patted the priest's shoulder, leaned forward, put his head next to the priest's ear, and said softly,

"Look, it can be over in 5 minutes at most, maybe even 3 minutes, and then we will leave. I have the material of the concealment circle on me, and no one will know that you did it... There is almost no risk, is it? Or Say, are you really going to experience an NYPD cell?"

The spirit detective laughed,

"Fighting with people is different from fighting with dead souls. You will be beaten badly. I heard that some prisoners in the prison have unique tastes. Maybe you will be beaten..."

"enough!"

Father Hannessy shouted, "Prepare to hide the magic circle, and help me get all the newspapers related to the matter you want to check! Only 3 minutes, bastard! I hope you are lucky enough!"

Constantine and Angela glanced at each other. Although they didn't say it clearly, there was a meaning in the eye contact between the two sides,

"Happy cooperation!"

A moment later, Father Hannessy was sitting in front of his special desk. There were newspapers piled up in front of his eyes, all of which were turned to the pages of a series of recent tragedies in New York. Behind Father Hannessy, Constantine and Angela sat on a sofa 15 meters away from him.

The priest gritted his teeth and removed the amulet from his chest. His ears began to move slightly, and his whole body seemed to be in terrible pain. His eyes began to turn white, and his fingers began to search back and forth on the newspapers. This scene looked very Penetrating, Angela couldn't help clenching her fingers, she whispered,

"This is at?"

"Hush!"

Constantine lowered his voice, "Hannessy can hear the whispers of hell, this ability is accompanied by disasters, he is actually more like a prophet, he can find some clues from those whispers, although most They are all mysterious and obscure, but in the past ten years, his predictions have finally proved those clues to be correct."

"Don't underestimate him because of his bad appearance. If this guy would spend more time on exorcism, he would have become the best exorcist in New York."

Angela nodded. She looked at the newspapers that were still on the ground by Father Hannessy. She seemed to sense something was wrong. She turned her head suddenly. There was a night outside the window, which was as quiet as usual. Getting weird, she couldn't help but speak again,

"In this way, can we find clues related to Isabella's death?"

"No! This is trying to figure out the cause of the recent outbreak of mysterious creatures in New York."

Constantine was playing with a cigarette in his hand, "As for Isabella, after Hannessy's listening is over, we will go to your house, and I will go to hell to find her myself..."

Angela's complexion turned ugly in an instant.

"So, we have been busy with your affairs for a long time?"

Constantine shrugged and was about to speak when a black shadow crossed the window of the villa in an instant, freezing the expression of the spirit detective.

"Hush! There's movement!"

He stood up and walked to the window, he looked out of the night, the next moment, "swish, swish, swish", a black shadow flew past the window like a black storm, bringing the sound of howling wind, and there was a trace of The frenzied scream that penetrated into the eardrum made Constantine's spirit unable to bear a blindfold.

He backed up tremblingly, being held by Angela's shoulders, who looked at him,

"What happened?"

"They're here!"

Constantine quickly took out the Book of Solomon from his pocket and held it in his hand. At the same time, the lights of the entire villa began to flicker, and slowly went out one by one.

"Walk!"

Constantine's expression became extremely ugly. He rushed towards Hannasi, and put the amulet roughly around his neck. The moment the amulet was closed, the priest's will immediately returned to his body. In the increasingly dark hall, and the strange creature flapping its wings and flying around the villa outside the window, he screamed,

"Damn it! Here they come!"

"Get your holy water! Go!"

The detective from the spirit world took the four newspapers selected by Hannessy from his hand, stuffed them into his arms, and rushed to the door of the villa with Angela. The priest shouted behind him,

"Don't go out! There is an exorcism circle in my villa, have you forgotten? You sold it to me, the biggest one! We are safe here!"

"Do not be silly!"

Constantine turned around and shouted, "That's a fake! It can't protect you, so if you don't want to be caught, follow me!"

"bang bang bang"

When the lights were almost extinguished, the guys surrounding the villa began to hit the glass, and the sound of glass breaking was heard in the entire hall, and an indescribable smell filled the entire villa.

Konstantin kicked open the door, pulled out a golden metal tube from his waist, similar to the guns of the previous era, and stuffed it into the hands of Angela, who was holding a pistol and was full of horror.

"Put your pistol away, that thing won't do them any good, hold this! When I say fire, aim and pull the trigger!"

The girl held the metal pipe in her hand, and it wasn't cold when she touched it, but rather warm. The priest also followed from behind, holding a ridiculous jug in his hand, which was filled with concentrated holy water.

"Spirit of Light, listen to my call and get through everything in front of you!"

"boom"

Constantine pressed his finger on the Book of Solomon in his hand, and made a miraculous handprint with his other hand. After he recited the mantra, a sharp ray of light shot out from the palm of his hand, turning the ink-deep The darkness pierced through, and by the way pierced through the monster that was rushing towards him in front of him.

At the moment when the light came on, Angela saw the monster with red skin, wings, sharp claws, a triangular tail, a twisted and hideous face and curved horns.

It screamed and wanted to tear the guy in front of it apart, but the next moment it was pierced by the Seal of Solomon, instead of dying, it was burned to ashes in an instant, and it only had time to let out a scream that hurt the eardrums.

"Get in the car!"

Constantine's left hand slashed wildly in all directions like a sword, without any rules, but the lethality of this sword of light against these dark creatures was simply MAX. Wherever it went, only a deep ash fell on the ground. above the earth.

And that nasty smell.

"bang bang bang"

The three made a difficult breakthrough all the way, and finally escaped into Angela's car. They closed the car window and started it at the fastest speed. Angela couldn't help but look up at the sky, where the number of winged devils overwhelmed the sky. Covering the sun, there are nearly a hundred of them, chasing cars in the dark and constantly attacking.

Crazy hit the glass of the car with his ugly face, the strong bulletproof glass only persisted for less than 15 seconds before there were terrible cracks, the most terrible thing is that they surrounded the front of the vehicle, blocking the windows tightly , Angela couldn't see the road in front of her, and could only drive by feeling.

"ding ding ding"

First, Angela's cell phone, then Constantine's cell phone, and finally Father Hannasi's cell phone, rang crazily in a strange way. Angela was about to answer the call subconsciously, but Constantine snatched the cell phone , threw it on the ground, and stepped on it to pieces.

"Keep driving! The devil is calling, answer the call and your soul will be seduced...an old trick from more than ten years ago."

The pale-faced Constantine was sitting on the co-pilot, flipping his fingers quickly in the Book of Solomon. A few seconds later, he pointed to the illustration on that page, turned his head and said to Father Hannessy,

"Get the holy water ready, let's have a super-large purification circle, let these damn bastards..."

"boom"

Without any warning, the car surrounded by those winged demons seemed to hit a stone pillar. It was lifted from the ground by a huge force, rolled over a dozen times in the air, and finally smashed hard on the ground. On the grass beyond the road.

"puff"

The heavy impact at the moment of landing made Constantine spit out a mouthful of blood when he climbed out of the car. He was lying on the ground full of broken glass and mud with difficulty. The Book of Solomon was held in his arms, and he struggled. Turning his head, he saw the figure surrounded by the dark bat demon, making it out of the pitch-black darkness step by step.

"Konstantin...you got involved in something you shouldn't get involved in...your ugly soul has lingered for too long, today, let it go where it should go."

"Bassazzo! You shouldn't be here!"

Constantine held his chest and stood up from the ground. He looked at the man surrounded by demons in front of him, wearing a very fitted blue striped clothes and shirt, combing his shiny hair, and holding a stick in his hand. Cane, this guy is not an unknown person. Before the chaotic days came, this guy was the leader of the most powerful half-blood demon in New York and even the entire East Coast, and one of the direct spokespersons of hell.

"You...how can you cross the boundary and enter this world!"

"What? The strongest hell detective in Manhattan doesn't know? The promise of the gods has been broken, and this world will soon return to our hands!"

A gentle smile appeared on Basazzo's face, as if he was talking to an old friend. With a wave of his left hand, a burning bone long sword appeared in his hand, and his nose twitched, as if swallowing swallow,

"Ah, Constantine, what fresh dead meat...it's so delicious..."