The group drove away in the direction of the Osiris Club, and it was quite peaceful along the way, and this calm lasted until Konstantin spoke.

"I don't think you can find anyone alive, it's full of wandering undead, and yes, those undead are disappearing at a rapid pace."

Konstantin spoke as lazily as ever, and the cigarette in his mouth trembled as he spoke.

Now that hell has been completely sealed down, even the souls that should have been taken away by them are now wandering in the human world until they follow the gravity of death to the realm of the dead.

Without the guidance of hell, the soul has been stuck for a long time now.

But there is something strange about the dissipation of the souls of these dead people.

"What?"

Captain Demio frowned, then slammed on the brakes.

Hellboy's head slammed into the frame of the car, and sparks rubbed against the hard horns.

"!"

An angry curse came from the mouth of the Hellboy, and he slammed open the door and rushed into the Osiris Club.

The Baron of Hell, the Honorable Human, is undoubtedly on the side of the human in his position, and even grew up with a human education, he is full of righteous blood.

His blood is so hot that he can ignite paper, which is a demonic racial talent.

"I gotta say, it looks like there's an old acquaintance of mine in there?"

Konstantin leisurely stepped out of the car, then took out the finger in his pocket and put it in his hand.

It was just for show, and he didn't intend to use force, because it wasn't easy for those present to hurt his old acquaintances.

"Your acquaintance? That's really sad news. ”

Captain Demio pulled his pistol out of his holster and rolled Konstantin's eyes.

Demio still knows Konstantin quite well, after all, this man's information has been piled up in an entire data cabinet of M11.

"I said, is there something wrong with you? Or are you crazy when you become a man-eating tiger? I'm not good at dealing with crazy people, and the crazy guy I met last time almost broke my head. ”

Konstantin staggered after the Hellboy, and did not forget to attack Captain Demio, who was not the kind of guy to laugh at at the taunt.

As an "experienced" psychic mage, Captain Demio's disguise didn't do much.

The smell from the devil made him want to sneeze.

"Then you'd better expect that I, a madman, won't do what the last one didn't do!"

Demio switched to a tactical stance with his gun in his hand, and his flashlight stuck at the lower end of the pistol and followed.

It's just that the expression on his face is a little better.

According to the sources, Konstantin never fought with a dead person, but only watched with a smile as that person walked into a trap.

Being ridiculed is a good thing in a sense, at least it shows that Konstantin does not intend to pay the "price".

One by one, the other members of M11 stopped their cars and followed, their guns raised.

"What is this caused by?"

Hellboy felt a little uncomfortable looking at the corpse on the ground with his head open, not that he couldn't accept the tragic scene, but that he felt that his blood seemed to be boiling since he came to this place.

The slow-growing tingling sensation on the horns made him a little irritable.

"Reading memories from the brain, a way of investigation that is preferred by non-flow demons, so that only a few fragments of memories can be obtained."

Konstantin patted the Hellboy on the shoulder, and then looked solemnly at the innermost room.

He could feel the soul of a psychic mage fighting against an enemy whose aura was not too familiar to him.

So he didn't say anything like "have you tried" to set the mood.

"Maybe the psychic is resisting as best he can?"

Constantine said in a somewhat strange tone, and the Hellboy and Demio immediately went on guard.

Demio waved his hand and made a tactical gesture, allowing the members of the M11 to be ready to shoot at any time. Then he nodded towards Konstantin.

"Hello! Mephisto's doppelganger! It's okay to see you for a long time!? ”

Konstantin shouted tentatively in the direction of the room, like a star on stage greeting a fan.

It has to be said that Konstantin has a large group of die-hard fans, and the kind of fanaticism for his soul is enough to put most human fans to shame.

Then the old gentleman-like guy appeared in front of them.

"Konstantin!"

Mephisto's tone was disgruntled, and he held a white-haired female soul in his hands, and the soul could only weakly pinch Mephisto's arm with its fingernails.

That's what Konstantin meant by "resistance".

The human soul was so powerless when it met Mephisto.

The moment Mephisto appeared, he was drowned out by a dense rain of bullets.

"Stop!"

Konstantin shouted loudly, but fortunately his shouts were still effective, but not every shooter would obey his request.

Demio raised his hand to stop the shooting, and then stared at the battered old gentleman in front of him.

"It's nice to see you again, but what are you eyeing here?"

Konstantin didn't care that his orders had no effect, and casually played with the finger tiger in his hand and said to Mephisto.

"I'm just fulfilling a contract."

Mephisto's body returned to its original form in the blink of an eye.

It's as if those special bullets didn't work.

"Nevi? Not to mention that you can get her soul, she is almost immortal. ”

"Okay John, you know I'm not going to give away information because of your words, we're all too familiar with each other."

The soul of Lady Hatton, which Mephisto was clutching in her hand, began to dim, the soul of the poor psychic mage was no match for the Helllord, even if it was only against a doppelganger.

"It looks like you've not been idle and stronger during this time, which is something to congratulate. But do you need me to read the contents of the last contract? ”

Constantine's hand holding the cigarette made an exaggerated gesture, and he glanced at the Hellboy by the way.

He wasn't afraid to provoke Mephisto in front of him, or that only by provoking the other party could he have a chance to get the news they needed.

"Bang!"

Hellboy blew Mephisto's doppelganger's head with a single shot of his new toy, and the stone arm dragged Mrs. Hatton back from the brink of dissipation.

"I've got what I wanted, what are you going to do?"

Mephisto's figure appeared in another position, and then straightened the hat on his head.

Now he is high up, and he finally has the appearance of a little bit of a hell monarch.

"Big guy, I mean you just punch him, not for you to shoot."

Instead of paying attention to Mephisto, Konstantin shouted at the Hellboy, who was still trying to provoke him.

"I'll find out next time."

The Hellboy replied angrily, and his fist landed on Mephisto's face.

"Just like it is now!"

"Beautiful!"

Konstantin took a few steps forward, and then took Mrs. Hatton's soul from the hands of the Hellboy.

He is not a half-witted psychic, but a serious psychic mage.

So he doesn't need to spit out other people's souls out of his mouth to complete the communication.

"Fire!"

Captain Demio was the first to shoot, and then the flashlight hit Mephisto in the face.

Bright lights are great for distracting enemies in the dark, but Mephisto's doppelganger doesn't fall under the category of "human".

Dense gunfire rang out again, but Mephisto killed half of the soldiers in the blink of an eye.

The deep sleep-like way of killing made Konstantin frown.

"Man, it looks like you've changed your way of being? Or how many souls have you absorbed? ”

"John, we'll not be too far away when we see each other again, and I'd love to see your face trampled on by a leather boot."

Mephisto disappeared into the place with the loot he had just harvested.

Obviously, the fists of the Hellboy were not so easy for him to bear.

"What are we going to do now?"

Demio looked at Konstantin with a strange face, and took out a needle and inserted it into his leg.

Mood swings can turn him into a monster like a killer tiger, and inhibitors become a must-have for him.

"I foresaw Nevi's resurrection, and she will return!"

Mrs. Hatton's soul let out a soul-piercing cry, causing everyone present to cover their ears.

"Huh? I wasn't going to confront Nevi directly, that kind of existence was never my job. ”

Konstantin took out a cigarette and refilled it, and then dispersed the soul of Mrs. Hatton beside him.

A psychic who cannot meet danger has little power for Konstantin.

"When facing demons, will you let ordinary people intervene? On the other hand, we are ordinary people in front of Nevi. ”

Konstantin surveyed his surroundings and spoke to the Baron of Hell and Demio.

……

"What's wrong? Bourkeso? ”

Gu Yi sat in the passenger seat of the pickup truck and asked Dubhule Keso, who was driving.

Just now, Bourkeso seemed to sense something and looked nervous for a moment, but immediately turned into suspicion.

"I seem to feel a little bit of Andariel's breath? But that's too faint for me to be sure. ”

Bourkeso slammed the gas pedal to make the car go faster.

London is just around the corner, and the driving on the road is sound, although "slightly" a little bit overspeeding.

Bourkeso said he was going to take Jill on a road trip, and Frank's family was in the car.

The car was fitted with seat belts and windshields, which were made by Bourkeso himself, but the glass was what he had asked for from S.H.I.E.L.D.

He still didn't want to polish the gem little by little, it would be too much of a drain on his patience.

Rorschach, who was in the car, was holding his knees and looking at the stars with a trench coat draped over his body, and Rorschach, who was accustomed to the life of a homeless man, had long been accustomed to this.

Bruce Wayne went straight home, saying that he had something to deal with.

And he appeared on the two pickups together because of Bourkeso's meaning.

The endless fighting only makes people numb to the killing, and he needs a break lately.

"Andariel?"

"The Lord of Pain and Torment, although she has a pair of good legs that everyone will look at, she is still too ugly."

Bourkeso's explanation soothed Frank's curiosity.

Andariel is one of the most eye-catching of the Seven Demon Kings.

In total, it has three pairs of legs and one pair of hands.

Two of the legs are similar to the sharp shape of spiders, but the legs that are used to walk are really eye-catching.

There were also a pair of black stockings on those legs, and no one knew how the legs with sheep's hooves at the bottom were put on stockings.

The end of the abdomen can spill a viscous web like a spider, and the crack in the abdomen can spray poisonous cannonballs.

"She's a tough guy, she's good at causing pain to others, and every attack hurts people."

When Bourkeso said this, there was a look of nostalgia on his face, and the pain was a memorable experience.

"Thank you for 'ignoring the pain'!"

Bourkeso muttered silently in his heart.

"Well, I just want to know if Andariel has woken up."

The Ancient One said calmly, and showed a quiet smile to Jill who was sleeping in the back seat.

In the face of an enemy that she is unable to fight directly, her choice is to face it calmly, whether it is sacrifice or victory.

"No, she's one of those restless demons, and if she'd woken up, she'd probably been exposed to me. I think maybe it's just that she chose a host, like those archangels. ”

Bourkeso patted the steering wheel, looking a little impatient.

He would love to take two sips, but he can't drive and he hasn't drunk all day......

Even if he wanted Frank to drive the car, he couldn't, because the force required for the car to press the accelerator and clutch was not something ordinary humans could achieve.

"Are we going to continue our trip, then?"

Gu Yi looked at the sky with the stars and moon hanging high and said, "She will give Loki a lesson tomorrow morning, and then send Loki to Harlogas to spend some time with his brother.

Thanks to teleportation magic, she was able to organize her time properly.

"Why not? That's what I promised Jill. ”

Bourkeso leaned back, tucking his massive body into the middle of the seat.

"Well, I always had a feeling as if something was going to happen in England, and since you came into the world with Harlogas, events have been like the people who have been around you."

The ancient one flicked the seat height adjuster, but couldn't get the seat to lean back, so he patted Bourkeso's arm.

Bourkeso stepped on the brakes and helped the ancient one adjust the angle of the seat before silently continuing to drive.

"Di Di Di ~"

"Sorry, I need to answer the phone."

Gu Yi took out a ringing mobile phone from his sleeve and motioned to the people in the car.

Jill was already asleep in Frank's arms.

The father put Jill on the saddle of the car and held his son's head.

Fortunately, the car was big enough for Jill to fall asleep lying flat without curling her legs.

Bourkeso nodded, then continued to focus on driving.

"You mean Nevi is resurrected? Okay, I'm going on a trip to London, I'm already on my way, I'll stop her when she shows up. ”

The Ancient One whispered on the phone and glanced at Bourkeso.

When she pressed down the phone, she saw Frank's somewhat surprised gaze.

"What's wrong?"

"I thought the communication between mages would be a little more 'magical.'"

Frank's voice was low, for fear of waking his son.

"That's mana, and a phone call only requires a little money."

The ancient one said lightly.

Mages are not primitives, so why use that laborious way to communicate when there is a convenient way?

"So what's going to happen in London again?"

Bourkeso's beard shuddered as he spoke, and suddenly he felt that something was going to happen somewhere he was going to be.

He didn't care much about Nivi though.

Compared to the Nivi who doesn't know what it looks like, it's still Andariel's legs that are a little more interesting.

"Yes, a centuries-old mage in London is coming back to life, or she hasn't died."

Guyi tucked the phone back into his sleeve, then took out a sandwich and ate it while briefly telling Nevi's story.

"There is no such thing as an endless life, and the person you are talking about may have just been hidden from the eyes of death, or he may have been rejected by death. Think about it, how much suffering has the mage who was dismembered but is still 'alive' over the years? Death is the greatest fairness and mercy for life. ”

Bourkeso said a few words rarely, but no one in the car believed it.

Frank had heard from Jill the story of Bourkeso's battle against death itself, and the Ancient One was a first-hand witness of it.

"So ......"

"Masayer is an exception, or that death with an independent personality is no longer fair."

Bourkeso looked at the brightly lit city in front of him and said, he didn't quite want to answer the question about death.

"Who can be truly fair? As long as there are thoughts and desires, fairness is only a relative existence, and at most, at most, it is the line that is close to fairness. ”

"Who knows, let's hurry up and drive, I hope the mages in London will clean up their homes well."

Gu Yi whispered.

……

"So your way of doing it is to tell these things, um, mage? This is where the mage organization lives? ”

Demio watched as Constantine emerged from a humble building with no plaque on it.

Neither he nor the Hellboy went in, just waiting for Konstantin to complete the task of the notification.

"Do you want to put a sign on the door that says "Mage's House?"

Konstantin pulled a pack of cigarettes from Demio's breast pocket, took one out and put it in his mouth, and put the rest in his pocket.

"I just care why we've never heard of such a group."

Demio snatched his cigarette from Constantine's pocket, then pulled one out and put it to his mouth, then watched Constantine's sneer as he lit it with his lighter, and the bruises on his forehead jumped.

"Are you in the sight of ordinary people? It's all the same, it's just a different level. ”

Konstantin returned the lighter in his hand to Demio and said casually.

"Honestly, I knew the mage existed."

Hellboy pulled out a chocolate bar and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering a little.

He didn't have any problem with not being the leader of the squad, but it was better to say that not using his brain made him feel at ease.

"Baboon ass face bastard, do you mean you're at a high level!"

Demio hit the fire several times without going on, and angrily threw the lighter into Constantine's arms.

Konstantin smiled sheepishly, lit a cigarette for Demio, and accepted Demio's gift.

He loved the gift, and the banter helped build trust, even though it was just what he thought.

"Scarface, I don't want to continue arguing with you, the monsters you've seen may not even be a fraction of what I can solve!"

"Okay two, now is not the time to continue arguing, look at the crack in front of you, do you want to take a look?"

Konstantin pointed to the white-glowing crack in front of him, and walked over first.

"Man, that's a passage from another dimension!"

The Hellboy grabbed Konstantin's hand and shouted.

No one noticed when this crack appeared.

Demio spit out the cigarette he had just smoked and immediately pulled out his pistol.

In the face of the unknown, he always moves quickly.

"I know, but apparently that passage is for one of us, so why don't we go together?"

Konstantin patted the big hand of the Hellboy and said with a gentle smile.

"Well, hopefully I'll be able to come back after that."

The Hellboy put away his hand and took a step.

Demio's face was extremely entangled, and judging by Konstantin's reputation, it was very likely that he would not be able to come back.

"Don't worry, I'll be back."

Konstantin beckoned to Demio.

"You're sure you'll be back, but not with him."

Demio put away his gun, then bent down to pick up the cigarette that had not yet been extinguished and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Of course, I will always let others sacrifice, because I am worth more than others to live."

Konstantin looked at Demio and smiled again.

"The premise is that when we have to do multiple-choice questions."

After saying that, the three of them went directly through the crack and entered a pure white space.

In the distance, a legged house was walking steadily towards them, its legs tucked in front of them.

"I think it's better to let the GIs go first."

Konstantin stopped the Hellboy, then raised his chin at Damior.

"Best if you remember to drag me out when you're in danger."

Demio pulled out his gun and held it in front of him, tilting his head and walking to the door.

"I think the person this guy wants to see is you, and if you go in first, then GI and I probably won't be able to leave."

Konstantin explained to the Hellboy.

Compared to these two guys who don't know anything about the conspiracy of the hellboys, it's impossible to get ahead of the bastard Konstantin in terms of intelligence.

And Konstantin was still hesitating whether to kill the Baron of Hell to avoid more trouble.

The experience of excess kindness has not been experienced by him for a long time.

And now he doesn't plan to divide his soul again.