"I see!"

Johnny made up his mind, looked at Roger in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "We must find the Witch Demon immediately." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"That's right."

So, Johnny took the St. Van Gonza's contract in his hand and hurried to New York with Roger.

Use the Saint Van Gangsa contract in his hand to make peace with the Witch Heart Demon, and then find an opportunity to kill the Witch Heart Demon.

It's a very simple plan.

In addition, Johnny and Roger have only one way.

That's most of the day.

Johnny and Roger search for the Witchheart.

However, this is daytime, and it is unlikely that the witch will act.

Demons generally act at night, and the place where the sun shines during the day is a forbidden area that they cannot touch.

Roger and Johnny must find a way to kill the Witch before they can get into action.

Johnny, as a ghost rider, is no longer the ordinary person he once was, and he has a good understanding of many things.

He is, after all, a man chosen by the devil.

And for Roger, as a magician, he knows better about these powers from other dimensions, these people from other dimensions...... How strong is the ability.

In such a short period of time, things have developed to such a point that it is no longer a problem that Roger can easily solve.

They must seek new solutions.

……

In a luxurious church in New York, two people are arguing.

"I can tell you some stories about how the shepherd leads his most disobedient flock." The blonde woman looked calm. She looked at the man in front of her and said lightly, "Maybe this doesn't sound very sincere." ”

"I've noticed some unusual paranormal activity lately, maybe you could consider giving me some more time." The man said, "I can do you a favor here." ”

"Are you still accumulating merit for entering heaven?"

The woman sat on the sofa a little lazy, but her expression was as calm as ever.

"Didn't you see how many imps I drove away?" The man frowned and said with some unhappiness, "This alone should guarantee that I will be able to enter heaven." ”

"How many times have I told you?" The woman said, "It's useless to rely on this, you still can't enter heaven." ”

The man glared at the blonde woman and said, "Why? Haven't I done enough for him? What the hell does he want from me? ”

"It's simple."

The woman said, "Dedication, faith." That's the only thing you need to do. ”

"Oh, I believe it! I swear to God! ”

"Nope! No! You know it yourself. You can see the difference. ”

"I didn't ask to see it, I was born with a curse."

The man walked up to the woman, stared at the blonde woman in front of him with eyes full of anger, and said in a deep voice, "It's not fair. ”

The woman remained calm and said lightly, "This is talent, John." ”

She said, pausing, "And you're just wasting it with selfish actions." ”

The man confronted the woman, "I drove the demon out of the girl's body, who am I doing this for?" ”

"You're doing it all for yourself." The woman said, "For you to accumulate virtue and enter heaven." ”

"Impossible rules, endless constraints!"

The man became more and more irritable and roared: "Whoever goes to heaven and who goes to the earth, why is that?" ”

"You don't understand us at all, so you should go to hell." The man walked up to the woman, face to face, eye to eye, no more than the width of a palm, and the breathing of both sides could be clearly felt, and the man said word for word, "You bastard." ”

"Why me? Gabriel. ”

The man finally showed a hint of depression, sat on the sofa with his head bowed, and put his hands on his knees as if he was a little weak: "It's all because of me, isn't it?" Because I don't go to church too much, I don't pray much, and I don't want to put 5 yuan in the donation box, right? ”

"You're dying at such a young age because you've been smoking 30 cigarettes a day since you were 15 years old, and you're going to hell because of the ...... life you've lived."

The blonde woman, or Gabriel, came to the man and said slowly, "John, you are a failure. ”

John Constantine raised his head slightly, staring at Gabriel leaving in front of him, his eyes containing complexity.

There's resentment, there's understanding, there's anger, there's depression...... No one can decipher these emotions.

And staring at the back of Gabriel leaving, Konstantin narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was stunned.

Because, he saw the wings behind Gabriel.

Gabriel, who is the archangel of heaven, has wings that should have been white, but they seem to be stained with a smear color.

However, at this time, Konstantin was in a low mood, did not think so much, got up and left the church.

His little apprentice was still waiting for him in a taxi outside.

……

It's getting late.

Roger and Johnny have no idea of the Witchheart's whereabouts.

They had searched for locations where the Witchheart might appear in New York City, but they still hadn't gotten the slightest guess about the Witchheart's whereabouts.

"As long as I transform into a ghost rider, I will have a sense of the location of the witch heart demon." Johnny is aware of the problem.

Roger frowned and said, "The problem is that by the time you can sense the Witch Demon's location, we may not have time to stop him. ”

"We don't have any other way."

Johnny said.

Roger was helpless.

He admits Johnny was right.

There was no other way for them to stop the Witchheart's actions.

You can only see the tricks.

Evening falls.

Johnny took a deep breath and changed into the same fiery skeleton that Roger had seen him last night.

What they didn't notice was that they happened to be outside of a church.

There is a yellow taxi in the church.

A young man in the car immediately became excited when he saw a skeleton riding a motorcycle through the street like lightning.

"John, what do you see I've found?"

"An evil spirit!"

The young taxi driver got excited.

Immediately, he saw another figure in a black robe, following closely behind the skeleton, and the speed was very fast.

"Oh my God! That's a magician! My idol! ”

The young man was about to faint with excitement.

"I must know what's going on!"

As the young man spoke, when he saw Konstantin coming, and saw him in the car, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and swept through the street with a thud.

"Hey, Sam, what are you doing?"

Konstantin raised an eyebrow.

"Sir, I just saw a fiery skeleton riding a motorcycle like a bolt of lightning down the streets, and a superhero - my idol - the magician! I think you will be interested. Sam looked excited.

"Actually, I'm not interested."

Konstantin looked at Sam, who was in a state of madness, and looked a little helpless.