"Demons!"

A low roar of anger and horror sounded, and Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After witnessing the existence of the Witchheart Demon, it was impossible for it to allow itself to leave this place.

Resist calamities, fight demons, and deliver the gospel of the Lord! That's Gabriel's job!

It was not its task to observe Constantine, but it wanted to know why Constantine had embarked on this path against angels and demons.

Witnessing the birth and disappearance of St. Angel, Gabriel developed some unnecessary curiosity about humanity.

At this time, Gabriel no longer cared how embarrassed his posture was, and his broken wings carried the holy light in front of the flames of the explosion.

The golden and red blood on the broken wings dripped to the ground, turning into clouds of holy light.

The curtain of light that was about to shatter was reinvented by Gabriel's appearance, and once again stubbornly resisted the flames on the other side.

At that time, the light curtain that creaked like glass obviously could not resist this force for long.

"Gabriel, it's ridiculous. Do I ultimately need the power of angels to fight demons? ”

With every word Konstantin uttered, a fragment fell from his body, and after the sentence was finished, his body was already irreversibly mutilated.

A countenance worthy of handsomeness was full of holes, and half of his lips fell to the ground and turned into crumbs.

But a mocking smile ripped out of his tattered countenance, perhaps self-deprecating.

"How the hell did humanity survive under these guys?"

Melinda exclaimed, an expression of disbelief on her entire face. The gun in his hand was clenched tightly, and his fingers turned pale.

In the face of unimaginable power, the panic from the depths of her soul is invading Melinda's mind.

Coulson was lying on the ground, his face extremely ugly.

Humanity can wreak havoc on a greater scale, but that destruction seems a little thin compared to the power that can make humans feel fear.

What reason is there for a human being who has never been personally exposed to this level of power to be fearless of the unknown?

"This shows that there are definitely strong people in the human race who must also be cautious."

Steve's mind remembered Bourkeso's unrivaled strength, and he barely managed to keep his composure.

He'd seen shells explode and vehicles burn down.

It has also won victory after victory from the battlefield full of artillery fire.

Not so long ago, he had endured the irresistible power of Bourkeso, but he never imagined that one day he would feel fear from the depths of his soul.

The power of hell is a collection of countless negative forces, and human beings will of course tremble when facing the power of hell.

He then turned around and crouched down in front of Konstantin with his arms outstretched, protected by Melinda, Coulson, and Hawkeye in addition to Konstantin.

Steve's character is noble, and he is more like a believer in the gods when his inner good thoughts are infinitely magnified.

At this time, he tried to save his life by doing his best in the face of danger.

"Captain America? I didn't think the real you would be as noble as in the comics. ”

The cigarette on Konstantin's lips fell to the ground with the fall of his jaw, and he couldn't even make a complete expression on his face.

Gabriel's roar doesn't really change anything, even if Gabriel gets back some of his power, he is just an angel with a name and a surname.

And it's not complete.

The power it can now show in the human world is a little different from that of the Witch Heart.

The curtain of light shattered in another expansion of the flames of hell.

Through the power it exuded, it retreated in the flames of hell until a pair of broken wings were completely destroyed, and charred black marks appeared on its body.

The neat blonde hair disappeared in an instant, and the eyes were facing the flames, and they were completely burned.

"The Holy Mountain of Harorgas tells me that there is an acquaintance here."

A deep voice sounded, as dull as a gently beating war drum.

A rough hand reached out from behind it, grabbed the angel's neck and threw it back. The power of the Light squeezed directly into Konstantin's arms.

"Oriel's breath? Where did this come from? ”

A whole fierce air flow shattered the flames in front of him directly with the questioning! A gust of wind crushed the flames into tiny sparks.

The Hellboy lost the pressure from the outside and held the horns on his head with a pair of powerful hands.

With a crisp sound, the pair of horns were directly cut off by him.

This time the battle between hell and humanity was ultimately won by humanity!

Matthew was at the end of the charge, his body straight and fell to the ground. The axe was still clutched tightly in his hand.

His body was stained red with blood, and he was loaded headlong into the cooling magma on the ground.

He won't die, that's enough.

The shirtless and strong body finally stood in front of everyone's eyes, and a battle flag was hunting behind him.

Bourkeso descends.

He looked at Konstantin behind him with a serious face, feeling the residual power of hope.

The master of power, Bourkeso, is no stranger, it is the power that belongs to Oriel, the archangel of hope!

Although Bourkeso rarely interacted with Archangels other than Imprius and Tyrell, as a partner in the battle, he could not be mistaken.

As the archangel of the High Heavens, Oriel possesses the power of the Three Demon Gods.

Although when the Great Demon God Diablo stepped through the crystal dome, only Imprius faced it head-on.

But Ariel the Archangel of Love and Hope and Destiny and Balance are still fighting demons in unseen corners.

Even though Oriel was better at healing and guiding, no demon had ever dared to face her without fear.

Two streamers of hope can break through Azmodan's armor and put an end to the scourge of Duriel.

At that time, the light of hope completely crushed the maggots brought by the Durel guy, and even used streamers to crush the throats of countless demons.

A loving, kind and gentle symbol of love hidden under a blue hood! Hope Archangel Oriel!

Never a step away from Nephilim, because hope has always been with humanity from the beginning.

In the Anglis Committee's vote on the fate of mankind, fate chose neutrality to maintain balance when Prius was determined to exterminate all mankind, and wisdom was indecisive and chose to abstain.

Hope cast a crucial negative vote.

In the end, justice won a chance for humanity to continue.

"O~"

Konstantin subconsciously wanted to ask, but without his jaw and tongue, he could only barely spit out a sound.

Gabriel's body instantly became illusory, completely integrated into Konstantin's body.

Konstantin's body, which was densely covered with cracks, began to heal visibly with the naked eye.

"Who is Oriel?"

Konstantin finished his question with astonishment.

Ignoring the consternation of the people around him, Bourkeso walked towards the obnoxious fellow.

"Hope!"

Bourkeso's voice sounded in front of Konstantin like thunder.

Then Bourkeso sniffed fiercely, catching the remnants of Oriel's power.