"Huff huff…this Heaven-Defying Seven Devil Blades is too exhausting!”Seeing Lucifer's death, Li Yunfeng also laid on the ground. Although he had successfully reversed the Demon Summoning Scripture, the loss of power could not be made up for in a short period of time. If Lucifer had still been able to hold on, Li Yunfeng would have said goodbye.
At this moment, just as Li Yunfeng was about to relax, an unparalleled aura descended on the battlefield. It was more than a hundred times stronger than the aura released by Lucifer!
"What? This is…the Law of Death?" The sudden power gave Li Yunfeng a fright. He thought that some hidden old demon had appeared, but he did not expect that this power actually had a sense of intimacy with him.
After sensing it carefully, he understood that this power was actually emitted by the Death Law of this world. Originally, the Death Law was under Lucifer's control, but now that Lucifer was dead, the Death Law took the initiative to find Li Yunfeng.
"Why does it sound like a certain Japanese anime? Whoever kills a god will have the power of a god?”Although it was strange that the rules of this world were quite unethical.
However, Li Yunfeng would not reject it just like that. Even if he left this world in the future, the laws still had a certain degree of commonality. Now that he had accepted the Death Law, it would be much more convenient to comprehend other laws in the future.
After understanding the cause and effect, Li Yunfeng did not delay. He immediately opened his mind and expressed his willingness to accept the descending Death Law. In an instant, a huge amount of power surged into Li Yunfeng's body, completely stabilizing his strength that had advanced due to the reversal of the Demon Summoning Scripture. Then, it continuously strengthened his physical strength.
"Ah, this feels so good." He let out a comfortable sound and felt his entire body being baptized by the laws. Li Yunfeng simply returned to his dragon form and activated his talent to devour to speed up the fusion of the laws. One had to know that the Hell Detective was about to end. If he wanted to overturn the plot, he had to hurry.
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Dare-to-die warriors had existed since ancient times. The brave would win on a narrow road. Why was it that in some wars, a dare-to-die team formed by dare-to-die warriors could turn the tide of the battle? When your enemy doesn't even care about his own life, you will find that you are not facing a human, but a lunatic.
Even in China's 5,000 years of history, there were many people who were willing to die to take down the throne. Even the 35th president of the United States of America, Kennidi, died under the gun.
John Constantine was like a warrior challenging the balance between God and Satan. In any case, terminal cancer was an alarm clock that would ring at an unknown time and would take his life. In any case, he would definitely fall into hell after death and suffer. In any case, Lucifer, the demon god, would eat his soul and already know his ending. What was there to be afraid of?
At this moment, John. Constantine only wanted to drag that damned mixed-blood down with him even if he had to die.
It was night, and the wind was biting cold. John Constantine leaned against the windowsill and smoked the cigarette in his hand. He didn't have much time left anyway, so he didn't care about the damage the cigarette did to his body.
Angela. Dawson had been killed by John. Constantine sent him away and stared at the traffic outside the window under the cover of the night. The hustle and bustle reflected the prosperity of Los Angeles, an international city. It was as if he was reminiscing about the noise that was about to leave, or regretting that he had activated Angela. The spiritual energy in Dawson's body.
John Constantine flicked the cigarette butt in his hand and let out a long sigh.
With this pair of damn eyes. Once let John. Constantine ended his life by committing suicide. Now that he had personally dug out this ability from a woman's body, he did not know if this outcome was right or wrong.
Dong dong dong…The knock on the door interrupted John, who was standing by the window sill in a daze. Constantine.
She opened the door and saw Angela. After Dawson, John. Constantine said in a deep voice,"I told you..." This is my business. You don't have to get involved!”
"No, no, no. John... It's not just about you. These eyes let me see everything. Everything was planned by Porsessa. He used a witch named Bellona to sneak into the hospital and act as Isabel's attending doctor. And bewitched Isabel with evil spirits day and night…It could be said that Isabel's death! It was all caused by Possia! Not only is your friend's blood stained with Possia's hands, but Isabel's life is also on her hands! I must settle this score myself!" Angela said. Tears flowed out of Dawson's eyes. His eyes that could turn back time allowed her to see how Isabel was tortured in the hospital. The torture day and night made Isabel wish she was dead.
"Sorry…I don't know if it's right or wrong to stimulate the spiritual power in your body. Perhaps this will change your original life. I've experienced this pain... But you're different from me. I only have a few months left to live. End-stage lung cancer! No one knew when this thing would suddenly descend. I'll deal with that b * stard, Porsessa, alone…" John Constantine said slowly.
At the same time, he was very happy for Angela. Dawson was surprised by Angela's talent. Dawson's eyes could actually go back to the past. Dawson might become another legend among bounty hunters in the future. Angela. Dawson shook his head.
"You don't have to persuade me. Even if you don't let me go, I'll go find that damned bastard Porsessa myself!”
John Constantine sighed and compromised. But you have to listen to my orders! Remember, from now on. You're no longer Detective Angela of the Los Angeles Major Crimes Division. Dawson! He was a rookie who had just stepped into the darkness!”
"Tsk…Just like a police officer?" Angela. Dawson laughed. He could not help but recall the words of the old policeman who took him on a mission when he first entered the police profession.‘Stay in the car! I don't have time to take care of you! Rookie!
The protagonists of this world had finally come together, John. Constantine took Angela. Dawson arrived at the building.
"Stay here!" John said. Constantine was about to open the door and get out of the car. He suddenly thought of something and took out Faust from his pocket. Han Nissen's amulet had been purified with holy water, and it had regained its former luster. It had blue and white stripes, and three triangular patterns intertwined together, emitting a faint silver light.
Almost face-to-face, John. Constantine gave it to Angela. Dawson wore the amulet.
Dong dong dong…Angela. Dawson's calm heart was beating restlessly. It felt like when his first love put on a necklace for him and gave him his first kiss in middle school. His long eyelashes fluttered uneasily, and his bright eyes sized up the man in front of him. He had black hair, a high nose bridge, and fair cheeks. If it wasn't for his rough personality, he might have attracted many women.
John Constantine sighed. This was the first time he had such close contact with the opposite sex." Take it with you. Ordinary dark creatures can't hurt you. If the white stripes turn black, it's warning you! Stay in the car and wait for me to come back!" After saying that, John. Constantine opened the door and got out of the car.
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