"Witch Harley, do you still dare to appear in front of us?" Beelzebub turned to the window and shouted angrily.
Harley covered her figure with Sandman's robe, stepped on the void, and floated in the air. There was only a road across from Zaccon's apartment on the third floor.
"Three bosses, I am also a victim!"
Harry helplessly raised his palm to let them see the golden and red runes shining on the surface.
The dense runes form a huge whirlpool that seems to swallow the soul.
"Constantine lied to you and to me. He said he would only let me be a witness. I swear to God, I had no idea what he was planning to do or that he would use such shameless means to deceive you.
I didn’t even know that he had also done something to me. Did you see this rune?
Constantine said it was a 'listening spell' that could share his vision and hearing, but in fact it was a soul-devouring forbidden magic circle.
Not my soul, but Constantine's own soul...
If you let him die, unfortunately, not only will you have to fight a battle and let hell spread to three parts of the world, but you will not get his soul in the end."
"What does this rune do?" Beelzebub asked.
"This is a slave contract. A small part of the remaining soul is sealed inside, which means that he sacrificed his soul to me.
I am also a god, the god of war in heaven, and he has my real name.
When I wasn't paying attention, that bastard created a set of 'Heavenly War God's Exclusive Sacrifice Spell' and secretly gave me the ownership of my soul.
If you leave his soul alone, I can take his soul away.
But the authority he gave me was not high and I can't compete with you. He just gave me the ultimate right - if I don't get it, I will destroy him.
That is to say, you must fight for his soul according to the hell contract, but even if you snatch the soul, you cannot punish him. I will crush his soul in the next moment, and his soul will be scattered.
Therefore, you still obey him, help him cure his illness first, and then torment him as you please.
By the way, when you torment him, don't go too far and don't let him live without love, otherwise if he cuts his wrist again, you will have to repeat the previous work."
"Kill you and all problems will be solved." The Lord of the Flies roared angrily, turned into a demonic shadow and rushed outwards.
Harley shouted: "We communicate spiritually, and we have thousands of thoughts in one moment, but Constantine is dying, he is dying! You don't have time to bother with me."
"She's right, we don't have time." Lucifer glanced at Zha Kang, 90% of his soul had left his physical body.
Just one breath away.
He dies, and the contract activates.
The three lords of hell either fought a hell war. Beelzebub and Belial kept their reputation of being "unyielding and fighting Lucifer to the end" and were beaten hard by Boss Lu. The whole hell was reduced to ashes and ridiculed by the gods and demons.
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Either the two "little Satans" will suffer backlash from the contract and lose their strength, reputation and credibility, and most likely will lose their identity as Satan.
Both options are not good for Lucifer, Belial and Beelzebub, or hell.
If Constantine is saved...the three masters will be collectively humiliated once, but at least they will have a chance to take revenge.
This is also a multiple-choice question, either choose the lesser of the two harms, or insist on not having any face or dignity, and you will die... Being exterminated seems to be a relief?!
Therefore, this is actually a "single-choice question" that seems to be a choice but is not.
"Whoosh!" Satan swayed and came to Zha Kang's side in an instant, patted the head of the undead soul that had left the body, and directly patted the soul back to the body.
"Constantine, I will cure your lung cancer and heal the wound on your wrist. However, I swear as the Lord of Hell for tens of billions of years, I will add all the pain I have experienced for tens of billions of years to the treatment process.
middle."
As it spoke, it laughed ferociously and inserted its hands directly into Zha Kang's chest.
"Bah!" It sounded like the alveoli of the lungs were being crushed. The blood was like a faucet with a switch turned to the maximum, but the bottom of which was blocked by a child's hand. It was splashing in all directions, and even the roof was covered in sputtering bright red.
"Ahhhhh——"
Constantine's mouth was drooling, and he opened his mouth to the limit, which could fit into Lucifer's big foot.
"Lucifer, let me heal him, and you and Beelzebub go hunt down the witch Harley." Belial, the King of Lies, said.
Beelzebub, who had already thrown himself towards the window, looked at Harry, who was smiling and standing motionless outside, and then turned around and said in a deep voice: "I thought about it, let me treat him. I swear, it will hurt him."
Call Christ."
Lucifer waved his hand, and the invisible force pushed the two Satans away a few steps, "Get out of the way, I have sworn that from the day the 'Satan Punishment Array' was established, unless the Witch Harley actively provokes me,
I won't attack her directly."
"She was making plans behind the scenes and instructing Constantine to harm you. Isn't that considered a provocation?" Beelzebub glared.
——If you are afraid of failure or falling into a trap, just say so.
"She is telling the truth. Constantine directed everything today. She is just a witness who leaves us with no way out."
As He spoke, He broke Constantine's ribs one by one and took out the entire rib cage. The spine made a snapping sound, like a broken branch.
Beelzebub and Belial looked at each other, "No matter what, I must teach the witch Halli a lesson today. If I can't kill her, I must make her howl in pain."
The two Satans reached a consensus, roared out of the window, and rushed towards Harley across the street.
Harley turned and ran.
...
"Hoho ho..." Constantine was in extreme pain and wanted to cry loudly, but he could only open his mouth wide and his eyes bulged.
"Crack, click, click!" Lucifer was like a diner trying to tear out the whole chicken skeleton from the dinner plate. He twisted his hands at the end of the bloody and muddy vertebrae and tore off a few cartilage.
"Bah!" Throwing the obstructive ribcage frame to the ground, he roughly pulled out the beating heart and hung it under Zha Kang's arm.
His chest was empty, and two black, tar-covered lungs, like swamp lungs, were exposed in front of Lucifer.
Hell fire burst out from His hands, and He roasted the two lung lobes until they were sizzling with oil. There was still the "fragrance" of nicotine in the burnt human oil.
Constantine's cheeks twisted to the extreme, and he began to regret it.
If he had known it would be so painful, he would rather let Brendan go to hell, hold the heaven card, and be a slave to God honestly. With his flexible and eloquent tongue, there is no way he would be able to prosper in heaven.
"Well, you can't speak..." Lucifer excitedly tossed about for a while, but he didn't hear the cry and was very dissatisfied. He turned around to check and found that Zha Kang couldn't make a sound.
He speeded up a little, burned the two old lungs to ashes, and new lung lobes grew out.
Pick up the breast frame and stuff it into the chest cavity, then close the opened skin and flesh casually.
"Ahhhh, Christ, it hurts, it hurts..."
Zha Kang could finally scream.
Lucifer seemed to hear sweet music, but when he saw that he had recovered, his screams were getting stronger and stronger, and the pain was getting smaller and smaller, he frowned slightly.
"No one stipulates that after I cure you, I have to leave immediately."
He snapped his fingers, and a layer of hell flames rose up from Zha Kang's body.
"Ouch--" Zha Kang howled miserably, his skin and flesh melted into oil in the flames, and he was burned into a charred skeleton that could struggle and scream, and the internal organs in his chest were beating loudly.
"Haha, isn't this voice much more beautiful than your previous rebellious and arrogant words?"
Lucifer raised his head and floated in the air, with an expression of enjoyment on his face, as if he was listening to the symphony of the national team.
When Constantine couldn't even scream, he threw down another ball of hellfire.
Muscle fibers, blood vessels, skin and hair were formed bit by bit in the flames. During the recovery process, Constantine once again had the strength to scream.
So he continued to howl hysterically.
"Hoo ho ho, you bastard, I can't beat your mother!" After he regained consciousness, he was still yelling.
"Are you in pain?" Lucifer asked curiously.
"It hurts, it hurts me to death, but it can't compare to the pain of me inserting a knife into your proud and noble heart." Zha Kang, who was completely naked, raised his head with force and raised his middle finger to Satan with a smile.
"Does your pride hurt when you have to save a scumbag who humiliated you?"
The smile on Lucifer's face disappeared, and another ball of hellfire was dropped.
"Aww, Christ Jesus, Abba God!" Zha Kang screamed again and turned into a skeleton in the flames.
...
At dawn, Belial and Beelzebub came up from under the floor.
"Killed the Witch Harley?" Lucifer asked knowingly.
"Killed by her, this is the clone of the new projection." Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies, said dully.
"She told the Justice League to ambush you?" Lucifer frowned.
Beelzebub shook his head in frustration, "She was one on two. She fought with us from London to Europe, from the European Alps to Mount Everest, from Asia to the Pacific, and from the west coast of the United States to the east.
On the coast, above the Atlantic Ocean, Belial and I were consumed by her."
"She didn't use the yellow light energy at all during the whole process." Belial added with an ugly expression.
Lucifer's expression changed slightly, and he didn't care about the wailing and rolling skeleton Kang on the floor, "With her own strength alone, can she kill you two 'Satans'?"
"It's not because of her own strength. She activated God's Descendence throughout the whole process. Any magic that fell on her would only be able to knock her away but not kill her," Belie said.
Beelzebub said: "And we only have a ray of consciousness, and we haven't even used one-tenth of our true strength."
Then, he said seriously: "However, her strength is indeed strangely powerful.
I used to think that the magic resistance brought about by "God Descending to Earth" was her only advantage. Any high-level demon could easily tear her to pieces with physical attacks based on his powerful body.
According to the battle before Crisis on Infinite Earths, an ordinary Duke of Hell could crush her in close combat.
But now, with her pure physical defense, she is almost on par with the Duke (attributes 80+). Coupled with the strange protective shield of her own magic spell, her defense is close to that of the Demon Lord (90).
Belial and I could only beat her until she vomited blood, but were unable to cause fatal injuries.
And she recovered very quickly."
"Project the battle process into my mental space." Lucifer said.
Beelzebub did as he was told.
Belial pointed at Zakkon who was lying on the floor panting, "What should he do?"
Lucifer glanced at Zha Kang with a disgusted look, and said angrily: "I leave this stinky piece of shit to you.
I used hellfire to repeatedly burn him to a crisp and recover him dozens of times. He was in so much pain that he could only cry out for Christ, but he was still unruly after recovery."
"Not afraid of hellfire, not afraid of pain..." Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies, showed a silvery smile, "I want him to feel the humiliation that goes deep into his heart."
"Fake, the witch is cunning and ruthless, but you are shameless. Both of you have done your best in the fields you are good at. You win."
Beelzebub and Belial, who had turned into a female zombie, retreated and declared their surrender.
"Alas! The power of summoning has long since faded. Now every second we stay in the human world, we have to pay a hundred times more. Let's go back as soon as possible."
Lucifer sighed helplessly, leaving a drunken Zha Kang groaning on the floor, and the two Satans retreated in defeat.