Chapter 776 To save or not to save, that is the question
"Constantine must have used some trick. I, the king of lies, was deceived..."
Belial seemed to be enduring an unbearable shame and humiliation. His body, which was originally composed of thousands of mouths, suddenly turned into a giant python with hellish flames. It opened its mouth with fangs and sharp mouth, and shot out with electricity, trying to kill Zha Kang.
Swallow.
The King of Lies is also called the "King of Billions of Faces". He has no fixed form and can have hundreds of millions of forms.
"Pah!" Satan slapped him, and with a light movement, the head of the King of Lies in the form of a poisonous snake flew away.
"Belly, don't try to use your anger as a disguise to steal Constantine's soul in front of me.
Of course, I know you are really angry, but now, please bear with me."
The poisonous snake Belial screamed: "Lucifer, I have a soul contract with him, and his soul belongs to me. I swear to you that I will create the tenth level of hell for him alone.
I want him to live every minute and every second in extreme pain that has never been seen in the world..."
Satan only waved his hand, turned to Constantine again, and asked sullenly: "How did you do it?"
"Hahaha..." Being scolded and threatened by three Satans one after another only made Zha Kang more excited.
He laughed heartily and taunted the three giants of hell with a smile: "You greedy bastards are always in a hurry when faced with souls that are easily available... Hehehe, you are even more anxious now.
Crisis on Infinite Earths, you have been hiding in a corner for half a year and have never eaten meat. Are you feeling suffocated?
For the sake of a great mage, Brendan, the mighty Satan of Hell actually came to the human world in person, to Ireland, waiting for him to die.
Greed is your nature. Letting you hold it in for a few months is more unbearable than letting the most slutty sex life go without touching the hot intestine for three years.
When you heard that the famous Constantine was going to sell his soul, you who were careless and impatient immediately took off your pants, stuck out your fat butt drums and put yourselves under my crotch."
"I want to kill him, Lucifer, don't stop me!" The poisonous snake Belial changed his form again and turned into a monster with a big mouth like a dustpan and sharp teeth like hooks.
"Lucifer, I want his ass to be rotten for ten thousand years!" The Lord of the Flies was furious.
Although Satan stopped his two companions, his face was full of murderous intent, and his golden eyes shone like blades.
"You want to kill me? You don't need to do it." Zha Kang raised his scratched right hand high.
His left hand was still covering the wound to stop the blood from flowing out.
"As long as I let go of my hand, I will return to hell within a few dozen seconds, but have you decided who will take possession of John Constantine's awesome trophy?
I have to remind all the Lords of Hell that there is a very, very important clause in the contract signed: once Constantine dies, his soul must be collected by King Belial or Beelzebub.
Well, you two can take out the original contract and look at it. Only one copy is enough, because...hehehe, the contract you two signed with me is exactly the same, even the punctuation marks are correct."
"Crack, bang, bang..." The Lord of the Flies almost chewed his teeth.
"And Your Majesty Lucifer, based on the rights gained through humiliation - I humiliated you last time, so my soul belongs to you and must belong to you.
If you let it slip away, you will not only violate the laws of hell you made yourself, but you will also become the laughing stock of all the gods and demons in the multiverse."
Belial, the King of Lies, said: "Lucifer, give him to me, anyway -"
——Anyway, you have been humiliated by Witch Harley countless times.
Satan seemed to have guessed what he wanted to say, and immediately cursed: "Shut up! You stupid pig, the king of lies, you were deceived by a mortal, and you still have the nerve to make demands in front of me? I really regret it. I regret choosing you."
Be Satan.”
The King of Lies was first ashamed for 0.01 seconds, and then became angry and confidently shouted: "Yes, the King of Lies, to be deceived by a mortal is a huge humiliation. My humiliation is the greatest, so Constantine belongs to me."
"No, Constantine belongs to me." The Lord of the Flies took out the contract and shouted: "My contract was signed before you, mine is valid, yours is invalid, Constantine belongs to me.
I only want the nominal ownership, and after I get it, the three of us will go up together and beat him to death!"
"Sooner or later, Constantine will humiliate me first. Let me complete the contract and return to hell. You can do whatever you want with him." Satan said.
"Hehehe..." Constantine said with a smile on his face: "I will give you a suggestion. If you encounter a dispute about soul ownership, you can refer to the old rules of hell.
There is a fight, and the winner gets the spoils exclusively.
However, for me, a little mortal, it seems unwise for the three giants of hell to go to war and cause hell to split."
"Constantine, don't try to play tricks. You have no way to escape today, you belong to me!" Satan glanced at him coldly, then turned to his two companions, "Be patient, he will be mine."
"The contract has attracted the supreme power. If it cannot be fulfilled, I will suffer a huge backlash." The Lord of the Flies said with an ugly expression.
The King of Lies said: "If I cannot honor the contract today, from now on, when I sign contracts with mortals and other gods and demons, my credit will not be guaranteed.
They would use Constantine as an example, and I would have endless trouble with contracts in the future.
Not only was there trouble, there was also humiliation, a humiliation that would stay with me forever.
As the Satan of Hell, I cannot bear the occurrence of something like this that shakes the foundation of my rule."
"Don't forget, you can become Satan because of me. I gave you the authority. And if the three of us really fight, you will definitely lose. You will lose the face you deserve," Lucifer reminded coldly.
Beelzebub and Belial were filled with endless frustration and anger, but hesitation gradually appeared on their faces.
Lucifer comforted: "Only the three of us know what happened today. You know me. I have always been taciturn and seldom communicated with others, and I have never broken my oath.
As for the backlash from the contract, it doesn’t matter, I will give you some of the power of hell later.”
The two demons were somewhat moved.
"Hi, your three majesties, you three are not the only ones who know about this." Zha Kang said with a smile.
"You are not a human being, you are a commodity, a trophy." Satan said coldly.
Zha Kang smiled strangely, "Your Majesty is so careless, no wonder they were deceived by me, a mortal."
"What's the meaning?"
"Two soul contracts. What I paid was my soul, so what did I get?"
"By the way, I want to get my magic power back..." Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies, felt a slight reaction, and his expression immediately changed. "Where did my magic power go? The magic power of Constantine's master-level soul is 666 times, huge.
Incomparable, even if it is in the corner of the universe, even if it is separated by countless dimensions, I should still be able to sense its existence."
"Something's wrong, there's no magic power in his lighter. Constantine, where do you hide the magic power?" The King of Lies roared at Zha Kang.
Constantine smiled lowly and said: "If the lion hadn't opened his mouth and asked for a huge amount of magic power, you wouldn't have signed a contract with me so unsuspectingly.
But it's useless for me to want those magic powers. If I use them, I will become your slave forever.
So, I'm going to send them away and let them disappear forever.
There is no way to hide the disappearance of magic power, and you will soon realize something is wrong just like you do now.
Therefore, I had to take the risk of exposure and complete two contracts in a row at the same place in a short period of time.
Therefore, as soon as the contract is completed, I will slit my wrists and summon you here."
"Disappear..." Satan's heart moved, and he blurted out: "Witch Halle?! Witch Halle is here, watching everything here nearby. She regards us as clowns on the stage, and she is responsible for everything.
Behind the scenes manipulation.”
"It turns out to be Witch Harley." The Lord of Flies and the King of Lies were relieved at first, and then burst into even greater anger, "Witch Harley, come out!"
"So what if you come out? You are just a projection, you can't hurt her with Zhenglian as a thug. Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with Harley. She is just a witness to witness all this happening." Zha Kang said.
The King of Lies had a look that saw through everything and said with certainty: "Nonsense, such a vicious and cunning plan must come from the Witch Harley. Only she is so bold and dares to offend three hell masters at once."
For the first time, Zha Kang did not smile proudly. Instead, he became embarrassed and angry, and sneered: "If putting the blame on Witch Harley will make you feel better, I don't care.
Although she will definitely not be happy.
Now you should at least understand one thing. The three of you cannot compromise. Whoever admits defeat will become synonymous with cowardice and shame.
Not to mention the authority of hell, that thing is more determined by the will of all living beings.
The demons think you are a king, even if you are not a king, you are still a king.
The demons in hell regard you as a clown from the bottom of their hearts, even if Lucifer says you are his father, it is useless."
Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies, released his mental perception for a moment, and said in a hateful voice: "Where is Witch Harley? Have you noticed it? Do you want to take this opportunity and let the three of us work together to kill her?"
"Oh, I'm really tired of dealing with idiots. I never understand the point..." Zha Kang let go of his left hand that had been covering the wound, tremblingly took out a cigarette from his pocket and stuffed it into his pale and somewhat transparent lips, Hard to light with a lighter.
But he couldn't take a breath, blood continued to flow from his right wrist, the breath of life quickly disappeared, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
Constantine is really going to die.
"Ah, I feel the power of the contract!" the King of Lies shouted in panic, "Witch Harley is not the point now, we have to deal with Constantine first, he is dying, he is going to die!
This bastard cut his wrists and committed suicide. His soul will definitely go to hell. I can't control myself and must fulfill the contract.
War is inevitable, the three of us must fight one, no-"
Beelzebub looked at Satan and said helplessly: "We have no time, what should we do?"
Satan looked gloomy.
"Fake, do I have to remind you?" Zha Kang's soul was mostly separated from his body, and he cursed at the three demons: "Save me, save me, keep my soul away from hell and away from you.
If you can't get the soul, there is no need to start a war for the soul.
If you three bosses don't fight among themselves, the old God won't laugh in heaven, and the bird-man with wings won't have the opportunity to poke your assholes in the chaos."
"No, I won't save him. I would rather let him rot and no one can get him." Beelzebub felt the unbearable humiliation and shook his head repeatedly.
The King of Lies murmured: "Do we really want to go to war? If Heaven takes advantage of it, the humiliation will be a hundred thousand times greater than saving this bastard now. Choose the lesser of the two... .”
"Save him, save him quickly. Even if he is revived, his life will be worse than death." A voice shouted from downstairs.
"Witch Harley? She showed up on her own initiative?"