In the end, the brave and fearless Constantine obtained a body that could move freely.
Although it is still a bit worse than when he was really alive, at least now he can do what he wants to do.
A body that can eat, smoke, and occasionally have a drink or two.
Leoric tried his best to give Constantine the best help in terms of physical strength.
Although half-dead, Constantine's power is much stronger than his previous state.
The bones of the Nephalem can also bring powerful power. At least Constantine can still be considered a Nephalem now.
"Go away, don't appear in my sight before I summon you!"
Leoric said with his eyes widened.
There were still a lot of things to do in New Canduras, and he didn't have much time to spend on Constantine in front of him.
This bastard is always able to cause some trouble. Although Leoric is not afraid of trouble, he hates these things.
"Ahem~ I mean if my body becomes tattered again, can I come back and let you repair it?"
Constantine was rummaging around in Leoric's room.
Judging from his appearance, he probably wanted to find some signs of cigarettes.
The good news is that Leoric doesn't like cigarettes very much, so there are no traces of those things in this room.
The bad news is that Constantine's extremely disrespectful behavior was more like testing the limits of Leoric's tolerance.
The experience of being at the mercy of others was no problem for Constantine.
He has long been accustomed to this situation, but he just wants to find out the range of space within which he can move.
If even the freedom of movement is restricted by making small moves, it will become a joke.
Constantine is very aware of his use value. As long as he understands the extent of Leoric's tolerance for him, things will be much easier in the future.
"You should know, right?
I didn't resurrect you, I just allowed you to find a place of existence between death and life.
Your heart isn't beating, so your nephalem bones can't fill your body with nephalem blood.
Every time you take damage, your strength will be affected.
At this moment, you are powerful enough to subvert me, unless you can really be resurrected one day."
A strange light flashed in Leoric's eyes.
Well, Leoric looks a bit like the Skeleton King in this way.
"That means I need to consume my soul every time I restore my body?
It’s like I’m trading my soul to you for activity time?”
Constantine reached into his backpack and naturally took out a pack of unopened cigarettes.
Now he also has a backpack, but he has lost some opportunities for growth.
Is this result pretty good for him?
Anyway, he has been accustomed to being a weakling from the beginning, and at least he can still retain a good fighting power now.
Is this probably an acceptable answer?
"By the way, starting from Fairy, all your thoughts about me will be known to me.
The reason is that people who are afraid can always understand Diavolo's thoughts.
You are now my dependent, and you cannot disobey me."
Leoric waved his hand, as if he thought it was unlucky to have a dependent like Constantine.
"So you want me to play the flute for you?"
Constantine tilted his head and said.
His words are always strange and seem to have some deeper meaning.
"Go away, I have other people coming to visit."
Leoric put the King's Sword on his waist again.
He was very serious when he said these words. The sign of this seriousness was that Constantine took out a dagger and opened the portal and left the place without even having a chance to speak.
As for the fact that it didn't matter where Constantine was going, Leoric didn't care about it.
"It doesn't actually make sense for you to do this."
Dr. Voodoo glanced at Leoric in front of him, and after looking up and down for a long time, he said this.
"He and I are actually very similar.
Anyway, they all exist in the cracks, and there is still a little bit of use value.
The only difference is that I have someone to rely on and he has nothing.
Do you think it’s interesting to have me as a scumbag to rely on?”
Leoric's words also became strange.
It wouldn't be a problem if he said this to an old acquaintance like Nazbo.
But speaking to Dr. Voodoo like this between acquaintances is very strange.
"You should know that I am not Natsubo."
Dr. Voodoo could only explain that this was a fact, and Leoric also knew it.
"Bulkesser won't let his guys come back knowing nothing about the new world.
There is no difference between talking to you and talking to Natsubo.
It's just hard for you to understand, but it doesn't mean that this kind of thing doesn't exist."
Leoric slowly picked up the pen and wrote names one after another on the parchment.
"Polka-dot man, wise man, second generation rat catcher..."
After all, they are the survivors in the prison of dreams.
Although the number is not large, it can be regarded as an increase in population.
New Canduras needs fresh blood and all kinds of people.
"I always think what you are doing is strange.
Putting everything on one person, but not hiding completely like someone who is running away.
You who are ready to sacrifice for the only one you trust at any time, why on earth are you unwilling to try it yourself?"
Dr. Voodoo is asking some deep questions, and it's a good question.
Dr. Voodoo has come into contact with many ancestral spirits of barbarians, and has also met Leoric and the Archangels.
It's only when you have some understanding of these existences that you feel strange.
Why not try it yourself?
They obviously didn't give up anything, but each of them put all their hopes on Bulcasso.
This is really unusual.
"There are always some things in the world that only those people can do.
It was those who did these things that changed the world, not the world that brought them to that critical juncture.
Let's put it this way, without Tyrell, the archangel of justice, there would never be justice today.
Although justice still exists."
Leoric glanced at Dr. Voodoo in front of him and said strange words.
"You knew how time works a long time ago?"
Dr. Voodoo could only think of such an answer, although it was a bit bizarre.
"...I don't know. But everything seems to be destined to be this way."
Leoric's expression was not serious, but a smile!
Dr. Voodoo always feels that behind a mystery there seems to be a bigger mystery.
He is not weak, and even if he fights Leoric, he doesn't have no chance at all.
Although he will eventually be killed by the immortal Skeleton King, the confrontation for a period of time is easy.
Dr. Voodoo, however, could never have the idea of pursuing the truth.
It was as if there was some huge fear waiting to swallow up the life that walked into his mouth.
"I'm not going to ask any more questions.
So, what are you going to do now?"
Dr. Voodoo wanted to leave, but he didn't know how to speak. He could only find a random topic so that it would not become too embarrassing at this time.
"Now I have to wait for the next customer.
I got this piece of land by signing a contract with someone else.
To get something, you have to give something.
This is not surprising."
Leoric waved his hand, meaning to let Dr. Voodoo do what he wanted.
Leoric has become more and more arrogant recently.
Perhaps those so-called shelves lose their meaning after being broken several times.
Facing an existence that is more powerful and arrogant than oneself, those airs cannot even be regarded as the last form of decency...
It can only lead to ruthless ridicule and targeted attacks.
Leoric knew these things very well. Of course, he was also tired.
…
S.H.I.E.L.D. finally has a lot of helpers waiting for it.
The arrival of Wayne and Tony reduced the pressure on SHIELD in an instant.
After all, the demons that appear near SHIELD are all transformed from ordinary people, and they are not powerful guys like the demons in Dream Prison.
Even if these supports don't arrive in time, SHIELD is almost saying that the battle here is coming to an end.
"Is there any news from Buster Towers?"
Tony took the lead and walked into SHIELD's command center, walking side by side with Wayne.
Tony was still wearing his steel suit, but Wayne had taken the time to change into his regular clothes.
"I haven't received any news yet.
But I can confirm that the battle over there is over."
Wayne's face didn't look good.
But no matter how unsightly it is, it's still much better looking than Nick Fury's face standing not far away.
With the teleportation skills of these superpowers becoming almost standard, SHIELD seems to have no secrets.
Anyone can suddenly appear here, and they can also leave directly.
If Nick Fury had never planned to control these superheroes like Amanda Waller, these guys would probably have bombs in their heads.
"Buster Tower has contacted me before.
Johnny the Human Torch dies in battle.
The Burning Angel that took over his body resurrected an ancient legendary demon before dying.
Ordinarily, Wayne, you should know this information sooner.
Unless Rorschach rushed over there and hasn’t finished yet.”
Nick Fury's tone was not good, but no one would care about it.
"If Rorschach can't defeat that legendary demon, I suggest we start mobilizing manpower now.
Taking advantage of the fact that a battle has just ended, can everyone relax?"
Steve walked in while talking.
He also held a tower shield in his hand.
Steve always makes people feel at ease wherever he appears, perhaps this is the charm of this person.
Or maybe it's the power that comes from being a Crusader.
"Rorschach should have won.
If Rorschach was defeated, there would be no news about Bulcaisel now.
His concern for Rorschach is a bit strange."
Tony curled his lips and said.
Tony's trust is a rare thing, and this guy's arrogance makes him only believe in himself most of the time.
Even if someone else might be a better ear, Tony would choose to do it himself.
This is somewhat like a workaholic.
"Rorschach won't lose, if it's just a legendary demon."
Wayne reversed the sentence and understood that it belongs to...
Well, maybe it's not as clear as playing.
"We seem to have gained a lot from this battle.
But I always feel that these gains are a bit strange compared to this incident."
Wayne added.
It must be said that the truly dangerous battlefields are Dream Prison and Buster Tower, but these two most dangerous places do not pose any serious threats to ordinary people.
On the contrary, it is the less dangerous battlefield here in SHIELD that makes most people aware of the existence of demons...
Many innocent ordinary people were even harmed.
These seem a bit bizarre.
No matter how much he thought about it, Wayne couldn't come up with a reasonable answer.
Because the devil's actions do not reveal their purpose at all.
Demons are an intelligent race, and it is true that there are many idiots among them who only have instincts.
But such a thing has already happened with a guy like the legendary demon, so it can’t be said that it’s without reason, right?
If they were just looking for food, then these demons' attacks shouldn't be so purposeful.
It can be said that Dream Prison can make demons appear to be powerful beings, so it is regarded as a target for attacks.
It can be said that the Buster Tower became a target because Dr. Reed and Dr. Doom studied Baal's power.
So what's the point of attacking S.H.I.E.L.D.?
Throw the country into chaos?
Then it would be better to attack SHIELD than to attack the White House...
Even the attack on the Capitol would have a greater impact than the attack on S.H.I.E.L.D.!
When you look at the intensity and importance of the attack on S.H.I.E.L.D., it seems that this place was attacked incidentally.
"Unless there is something in SHIELD that we don't know about, but that is valuable to the demons."
Tony said with a frown.
"Did Loki hand over the Cosmic Cube last time?"
Tony suddenly thought of this.
"Cosmic Cube? Space Gem?"
Wayne thought of this too.
Steve's face was very confused. He didn't pay much attention to this thing.
Steve is a good fighter and is also proficient in commanding team battles.
But he is also somewhat powerless when it comes to matters such as strategy.
Most of the people present looked confused, but only Nick Fury's expression became much uglier...
"I put the Cosmic Cube in a safe place!
If the real target of those demons is the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, then there is no way that there is no movement at all now!"
Nick Fury's reply was very serious and not false at all.
The Cosmic Cube is not so much in the hands of SHIELD as it is in the hands of Nick Fury!
And Nick Fury handed over this powerful thing to his most trusted strongman for safekeeping!
King of the Inhumans, Black Bolt!
Black Bolt is a strong man who can defeat the normal Thanos just through fighting. His place is already a very safe place!
And if Black Bolt encounters an opponent he can't resist, he will definitely cause huge damage!
It is very easy for Black Bolt to issue a reminder, even just a sigh!
This chapter has been completed!