The city has a ruthless and silent cruel pulsation, but the roar is like a derailed train passing through Constantine's mind.

A picture three days ago appeared in front of him.

......

That day, the sun was not very bright. Under the clouds, there seemed to be a thin black veil covering something.

Of course, the crowd on the ground could not care about these things. Their greedy eyes would only stare at money and women. Although John always stared at these, he knew that the worms on his head were not gauze, but the swarm of insects covering the sun... More accurately, it was the "Lord of Flies".

It was a demon who had returned from the seal, attached to the bodies of the insects, looking down at the hunting ground in the sky, and every prey in the hunting ground.

And the person who opened the seal was his friend, Leicester.

......

On the rooftop of a tall building in the city, Constantine stood in the wind, and his friend Lester was also...

"Oh my God, John, what are you going to do?" Lester said tremblingly.

John smiled and said, "It's nothing. We have to seal the demon again. I need you to sit here and attract him. And I only need a bottle to seal him again."

He said confidently, wondering if it was because the sun was dazzling, or simply because he felt a little cool. Constantine was wearing sunglasses, and Lester could only see the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't see his eyes.

"You won't mess it up, are you?" Lester asked.

"Of course not, you see, I brought all the tools."

He said, pointing to a set of tables and chairs on the rooftop, which he had prepared last night, with tattoos, flour, white paper, ink, and ropes on it.

Wait, rope?

Leicester seemed to have discovered something, and he couldn't help asking, "Why do you need a rope? What are you going to tie?"

John smiled: "Of course you have to tie it up and help you... Oh, don't be afraid. The demon always has a special relationship with the person who releases him. So after a while, the Lord of Flies may be very intimate when you meet you, and you know it too. So, if you don't tie you up, I'm afraid something will happen, such as those bugs suddenly drag you up and take you away, etc."

"Oh, I know you must be lying to me. I guess your damn spells will not take effect immediately. During this period, those bugs will definitely bite me. You are afraid that I will run away! You have always been like this, you are a scum who can only cheat people!"

Hearing Leicester's words, John could only show a sense of powerlessness: "Okay, okay, that spell will not take effect immediately, but... you have to hold on. In just a few minutes, I can seal it into the bottle. Now I can only help you, otherwise, the Lord of Flies will keep pestering you until you die!"

"Woooo———Why did I open that bottle? I shouldn't be greedy for small gains." Lester covered his face and said, "But you are right. If you don't, I will be chased by those things all the time. So please, you have to tie it tightly, otherwise I might not be able to stand it and run away halfway."

As he said that, he gritted his teeth and sat on the chair by himself. Constantine also picked up the rope and tied him firmly to it.

"Relax, wait a while and I will take you to have a good drink, I'll treat you." Constantine took out a cigarette and gave Lestra's name.

In the other party's barely supported eyes, Constantine remembered Leicester's mother's words. She once said, don't always play with John, that child is very dangerous.

And now it seems...his mother is right!

......

With the beginning of the sealing ceremony, the Lord of Flies also smelled the breath of Leicester. Countless insects gathered together to form a pitch-black bond and flew over from the horizon.

Leicester would never have thought that this demon was so huge.

For a moment, he couldn't help but shout.

"Oh my God, it's too big, you can't catch it, a bottle can't hold it at all!"

Then, John Constantine seemed to have not heard his words, just stood quietly, and the sunglasses reflected the reflection of the horizon.

At this time, Lester suddenly realized that there was no bottle in John's hand.

But, what about the bottle?

Leicester may have been smart this time in his life.

Oh...self, that bottle.

......

In the alley, Constantine stood up. At that moment, a cold wind blew into his stomach, making him feel like a dead hand, poking into his body.

He's used to it...

It's been three days since he kept numbing himself with cigarettes and alcohol.

A cigarette can last for 3 minutes and a bottle of wine can last for 4 hours. He just looped around and kept telling himself that Lester was dead and that he deserved the sin of his death. He should not touch the bottle sealed by the "Lord of Flies". The person who released the demons would die. Otherwise, people in the world would sooner or later be bent over by the "Lord of Flies", then eat everything he could touch, and finally starve to death.

The only way is to let the demon lean over in the body of the person who has been unsealed, and then seal it in the body with a spell... and then kill the person.

This is the only way...and someone has to do this.

The person who is...haha... is naturally himself.

Who else can it be... Anyway, there are many "friends" who die at his hands, and there is no more than one person. Lester should forgive himself... But even if he doesn't forgive, it doesn't matter.

Constantine wrapped her wet windbreaker tightly and walked to the avenue. The pedestrians passing by deliberately avoided the dirty drunk man.

At a corner in front, a nun leaned against the wall, her name was Anne Maria, and she was Constantine's friend.

However, when Constantine walked past her, she did not look at her more.

After walking for a while, a couple suddenly appeared in the middle of the crowd. John knew them, but he still ignored them and just walked straight over and... through their bodies.

Well, the undead are coming again, those who died at Constantine's hands, they used to be Constantine's teammates or friends, but now, they only appear in front of him when his heart is most vulnerable, and then look at him quietly, like watching the bugs living in the cracks of stones.

Suddenly, John stood there, because in the crowd... Lester's figure slowly appeared.

He looked at John, and the crowd passed through Leicester's body, his expression was calm, but John saw hatred from the serene and extreme sight.

"I'm sorry. Brother, this is the only way." John said, staring at the turbulent crowd.

And just then.

"Hey, do you have... cigarettes?"

A voice sounded from behind John.

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Chapter completed!