"Boy, you'd better hurry."

Bourkeso looked at Konstantin, who was drawing circles on the ground, and his tone was a little impatient.

Ever since Konstantin came to this abandoned factory, he has been busy drawing this circle.

Konstantin said that this is a magic circle that summons demons and can return the demons with sacrifices.

Of course, demons have a choice, so Konstantin rarely does this.

When he usually summons demons to come up, there will be another demon in front of him who happens to be the opponent of the guy he summoned.

Using the power of demons to fight demons is more familiar to Konstantin than seeking the help of angels.

The six-pointed star drawn in goat's blood and the inexplicable characters on the outer circle make this circle look quite interesting.

It's just that Bourkeso doesn't have that much patience.

He was anxious to teach the demons a deep lesson to the Miscellaneous, and that lesson was called "Pain."

The guy who dares to take his life in front of the barbarians, should not exist.

These demons are off to a bad start.

Where the barbarians are, there should be peace!

Anger is all a barbarian thing!

In this world, few of the souls who live in hell are considered pure.

Living in a world where they eat and drink each other every day, even normal souls will gradually lose themselves under this madness.

Souls that can truly emerge from the mud without being stained will not go to hell.

If they were noble, they would have been blessed with death.

That kind of guy can usually bypass hell and heaven directly, and go directly to the realm of death, and be the companion of that incarnation of death.

"Right away, right away!"

Konstantin had a cigarette in his mouth and was busy under his hands. Beads of sweat can be seen on the forehead.

He really didn't mean to be lazy in the slightest.

Ever since he was grabbed by the collar by Rumlow when he was about to run away, he had been very cooperative.

Not even the Corinthians.

His dark eyes and dull stomach testify to this.

The most important thing Bourkeso wants to do now is find his way to hell.

As long as Konstantin was able to open the gates of hell for a moment, then Bourkeso would knock on the passage.

Although hell and heaven are like a sanctuary for souls, Bourkeso doesn't think it's a very important place.

After all, he had already seen the death of this world itself, and with the world of death, how could the soul have nowhere to go?

Hell and heaven may just be a stopover.

"Why my sister? What did she do wrong? ”

Angel, who had completely forgotten that he was a police officer, was curled up in the corner and talking to himself.

Rumlow stood at the factory gate, looking at Konstantin with a scrutinizing eye.

Judged by Bourkeso as an untrustworthy guy, he was somewhat curious.

After all, barbarians rarely judge strangers.

Rumlow was still worried about S.H.I.E.L.D., and he wanted to know when Nick Fury would find out about Hydra's existence.

After all, what he wants is a result in the two parties disappearing together after doing their best, not Hydra smoothly replacing S.H.I.E.L.D. and thus affecting the world.

"Maybe there's something this untrustworthy guy can do to get Hydra exposed?"

Rumlow looked at Konstantin and thought like this.

The premise that the scam can be effective is to gain the trust of others, which is enough to lure the deceived person to take the bait.

It is a pity that Konstantin could not take advantage of Bourqueso's feelings, and the barbarians were full of disdain for him.

When he couldn't even communicate smoothly, Constan's deception could only be pressed to the bottom of his heart and could not play the slightest role.

……

"Matthew, where are we going now?"

Luke said angrily as he stood against the interstellar helmet urn.

They left the scene after the ambulance arrived. After all, it's really hard to explain in that situation.

Of course, this voice was only done by Luke on purpose, and the interstellar helmet did not affect the tone of his speech.

It's just that Luke feels like he has to feel a little bit to speak with such a helmet.

"Go to Rumlow, that guy is clearly involved in this."

Matthew was carrying a plastic bag containing the head of the hapless Balza.

After a friendly exchange, Balza was given the treatment of keeping his head.

Although most of the power has been lost, it is already a matter of good fortune that it still exists in this world.

Demons have never been as brave as they say they are when they bewitch others.

If they had the trait of bravery, they wouldn't be demons.

Although he had explained who Mammon was many times, only Luke Cage's forty-six size soles had arrived.

Luke Cage himself was not a man who liked to be reasonable, and his patience had become less effective under the influence of Maddock.

"Do you know where they went?"

"Didn't you ask Rumlow for a contact information?"

Matthew was a little powerless on Luke's questions.

Perhaps it's Matthew's habit as a lawyer, he always habitually records some contact information, so that he can find someone who can help him when needed.

Rumlow, as the strongest new generation of savages at the moment, is a trustworthy companion.

At least that's what Reco told Matthew.

"Let's go to him with this head, and let this head talk to Rumlow!"

Matthew had some headaches.

Neither he nor Luke had been exposed to the so-called occult, so they had no way of verifying Balza's claims.

Although they had confirmed the existence of the occult test, they had no way to verify what the demon had said.

……

"Anyway, when will we be summoned out by Bourkeso! I'm so bored! ”

Madoc sat on the roof of the car and shouted loudly.

In previous worlds, Bourkeso would occasionally summon him in battle, but now he couldn't even get his hands on a battle that could thrill him.

While Madoc would never have been involved in a battle that he could have lost, he no longer had to be his battle prophet.

Combat finally has a meaning beyond glory, and that is fun.

"It's coming."

Anda Kurgas waved the phantom of the Oath Keeper in his hand, stretching his body to the side.

Through the Legend of the Oath Keeper, which he had forged with his own hands, he could feel a little bit of Bourkeso's breath.

He had a premonition that their battle was coming.

If the Ancestors who left Harogas to go to the Divine Supply, if they wanted to fight beyond the Holy Mountain, they had to hope that Bourkeso would be willing to supply them with their anger.

Anda Coolgas has already sensed the fighting spirit in Bourkeso, so this also means that this battle is not far off.

"As long as it makes me feel the blood of the battle, no matter what the enemy is!"

Madoc muttered.

The novelty of this pickup truck is also coming to an end.