Church of Los Angeles.

The pouring rain crackled on the glass covered with religious paintings.

The door opened, and the young man Ryan stepped on the red carpet, past the shelves full of religious texts, and came to the fireplace.

"Kid, what are you looking for?"

On the couch, the man who looked down at the book asked softly.

Ryan sat down on the couch next to her, watching the light and shadow on her face flickering from the fire, and a smile crept up her face.

The other party looked up at him, his eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes were gentle: "Your eyes are very beautiful."

"Thank you."

She closed the book, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Ryan smiled, "You look like a friend of mine."

"Oh? Who is she?"

"She's a very good person, with great ambition, perseverance, and amazing intelligence."

The other party bowed his head slightly: "Then she is indeed very good, and people like her will definitely go to heaven."

As soon as these words came out, Ryan smiled even more.

At this moment, the side door behind Ryan opened, and a priest walked in.

Seeing this, the other party said, "Child, you can rest for a while, and I'll talk to you later."

Ryan nodded, and the other man got up and whispered to the priest.

Ryan looked at her quietly, silently comparing in his heart.

In addition to having hair, temperament dress is also a difference, however, the biggest difference is that the person in front of him has a pair of wings behind him that ordinary people can't see.

These are enough to prove that she is not the Huabei mage that Ryan has seen.

Moment.

The door was pushed open again, and Ryan looked away.

Walking in front, the figure is tall, the suit is covered with a windbreaker, and the appearance is very high, but the face is sad.

Behind her was a woman, slightly smaller, and following the man so that it was almost impossible to see her.

Ryan smiled even more happily.

The other party saw him, and when he noticed Ryan's golden eyes, his brow furrowed slightly, but he turned his gaze away.

After a while, the woman behind him pulled the priest aside.

The man sat down next to Ryan.

"Hey, kid, would you like to get something to eat first?" He said to Ryan in a low voice, "I have something to talk to this person about, can you give us a little space?"

Ryan shook his head, looked at him, and said abruptly, "You're dying."

Hearing this, the two looked at him at the same time.

The man frowned, and the pupils of the angel next to him lit up slightly.

None of them saw anything unusual from Ryan, though.

After a while, the angel spoke: "Constantine, do you see, even a child knows that you don't have long to live."

Konstantin chuckled, "Gabriel, tell me, is it enough now?"

Gabriel shook his head without thinking, his expression of pity and his tone soft: "How many times have I said that if you do this, you will not be able to go to heaven."

Konstantin opened his mouth, glanced at Ryan, and then said with a little impatience, "You know what I've done, I've wiped out all the things that shouldn't exist or sent them back where they should be, I ......

"No, no, no, everything you do is for yourself, for your own selfish desires, for the sake of being able to go to heaven after death." Gabriel shook her head as she walked towards Constantine, who held out her index finger and tapped it lightly on Constantine's chest: "You have done many things, but there has been no sacrifice and dedication."

Konstantin's face twitched, and the anger that rose up suppressed in his eyes was suppressed.

Gabriel continued: "You know, people like you can only go to hell, and it doesn't depend on how much you do now, but because of your life." As he spoke, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes from Konstantin's pocket.

Raising the tip of her nose and sniffing lightly, her brow furrowed a little deeper, and then shoved the cigarette into his hand.

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You see, that's why."

Konstantin looked down at the cigarette, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Gabriel stood up and gently stroked the top of his head.

This scene is like an oil painting.

Bang!

Outside the house, thunder exploded, and dazzling white light entered through the window.

Konstantin suddenly got up.

"I'm sorry, can you tell me a few words?"

The voice sounded, and Konstantin and Gabriel both turned their heads.

Ryan leaned on the arm of the couch, chin in one hand, and looked at Konstantin, "Do you really want to go to heaven?"

Konstantin looked at him silently and did not speak.

Gabriel laughed instead, "Yes, son, he's been working hard for years. But like I said earlier, not everyone can qualify for heaven by suddenly doing a little good deed."

Ryan bowed, "I agree."

Konstantin pursed his lips.

Gabriel's eyes lit up slightly, and he smiled and said, "You are very gifted and very thoughtful."

"That's what I should say to you. But that's okay, we'll talk later." With that, he looked at Konstantin again: "Do you want to continue living?"

As soon as the question came out, the two of them fell silent together, and the changes in their eyes were no longer hidden, and their eyes were full of scrutiny and speculation.

In a moment, Constantine asked Gabriel, "Which of your brothers is he, Michael?"

Gabriel shook his head, "He only came a few minutes before you."

Konstantin looked back at Ryan, but saw that Ryan's smile remained the same, and his gaze was still sincere.

"So, who are you?"

Ryan shook his head, "Even if it's out of politeness, you should answer my question first."

Konstantin paused for two seconds and nodded: "Yes, I want to live, can you do it?"

"Yes." Ryan nodded, then snapped his fingers.

In an instant, a holy light descended on the void and enveloped Konstantin.

The glowing light was filled with a warm, serene aura, and saturated vitality was infused into his body.

Immediately, wisps of black qi seeped out of his chest, converging into a thick black mist, which made a sizzling sound under the illumination of the holy light, and was extinguished and purified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Konstantin couldn't help but open his arms and raise his head to meet the baptism of light.

After a while, his eyes, ears, mouth, nose and even all the pores around him were releasing a black and gray breath.

"Ah~"

A groan of ecstasy rang out, and a healthy glow of blood gradually welled up on Konstantin's pale cheeks.

Boom!!

"Oh my God!" The priest exclaimed, unconsciously toppling a bookshelf.

The woman behind him was equally dumbfounded.

The voices woke Gabriel, and she reached out and spread her wings and pounced on Ryan.

Ryan waved his hand slightly.

Gabriel flew upside down and crashed into the wall, but she didn't fall any further, as if a large, invisible hand had pressed her firmly against the wall, allowing her to struggle to no avail.

Ryan ignored the priest and the woman next to him, he watched as the old illness on Konstantin's body faded, but the black gas in his chest still filled his chest.

"Tsk, how many cigarettes have you smoked?"