Although what he said was eerie enough, he couldn't threaten Baal yet.
Especially since he was in the process of adapting to despair.
Jealous of Baal's power, and then despairing of Baal's power...
This even somewhat comical feeling made Vidien's sanity evaporate little by little.
Gaining two kinds of authority is not necessarily a good thing for Vidion.
He fell into chaos. This is the most well-known weakness of the Hell Demon Lords, but no one has ever defeated them with these weaknesses.
Vidien needed time, and Baalqu did not give him much time.
It’s okay to say that Baal is dealing with possible threats in advance, and it’s okay to say that Baal treats Vidian and Rakanos like dogs.
Only Barr himself knows what is going on here.
…
After going through all kinds of troubles along the way, Galactus finally got a little closer to the Earth.
Just coming to the earth seems to be a huge danger, causing the body of Galactus to slow down.
This isn't the first time he's slowed down.
After being half-full by Inprius, Galactus no longer had that urgent need to eat.
Although his mind is still gone, his body's instincts can still affect his activities.
Dracula is on the edge of Galactus, and he has been here since he reminded Nick Fury.
He had sensed when Death was in trouble before, but had no intention of stepping forward.
Although if he had arrived at the scene as soon as possible, it might have seemed like the death side had the upper hand.
However, the facts proved that he was right in not joining in the fun with the past.
Tyrael directly chose the archangel's side in the battle, and Death was injured to the point of barely surviving.
If Dr. Manhattan hadn't sacrificed himself in the end, the power of horrific death would have been completely lost.
"It's so troublesome, it's really troublesome!"
Dracula was talking to himself in mid-air, and a portal suddenly opened next to him.
"Mr. Dracula, I think if you are in trouble, I might be able to provide you with a little help?"
The voice was quite frivolous.
"Constantine, if I were you I wouldn't be by my side.
Although I don't have any bad feelings towards the Nephalem, I can't say I have a good opinion of them.
I am also very interested in the blood of the nephalem."
Dracula's tone was only impatient, with a bit of a vampire's gloomy atmosphere.
But Constantine obviously didn't care.
"I just want to know some things, such as 'Am I really a native of this world?' This is just a question."
Constantine took out a cigarette and stuffed one into the mouth of Nana who had her head popping up behind him.
Then I lit one for myself.
"Boring guy."
Dracula didn't say anything more and disappeared the next moment.
Constantine touched his neck, which felt a little itchy.
Then I saw the blood on my palms!
Dracula still took some of his blood without even making any movement.
Constantine smiled, then pressed the location of the wound with his hand, and the wound began to heal in just a few breaths.
As a Nephalem, it is normal for him to have strong recovery ability.
"Boring? Why don't I find any trace of the moon god Kongs in this world?
Why can't I find any trace of the origin of that guy's powers in Shazam?
Also, why didn’t the Naboo appear in my memory?
These questions come one after another, I am so curious!”
Constantine said this after making sure there were no bystanders around.
I saw him slowly and leisurely take a deep breath from the cigarette, and then cut through the smoke with his hand, turning the smoke into small animal images in mid-air.
He discovered that there were many problems in the world, but he did not ask others, he just explored them himself.
He always felt that his memory seemed to have been tampered with by something, but he did not find any traces in a short period of time.
This in itself is very unusual!
Constantine planned to find his own weak soul that he had sealed with his own hands.
The things he needs to confirm may be found in that box.
"Sealing one's soul is not without any benefit, is it?
At least the mystery that affects the body doesn't affect that half.
Is that what you chose too? Bulcasso."
Constantine was still talking to himself, he was just exploring a truth he needed to know.
He had good reasons for doing these things and enough excuses to convince himself.
For example, "You will receive more business orders after saving the world" and so on.
To put it bluntly, Constantine's position has always been one, and that is the supremacy of mankind.
Human etiquette comes first!
Under this premise, he seems to have no moral integrity.
"So Nanase, what difficulties do you think we need to face now?"
As he spoke, Constantine reached out and rubbed Nanase's skull head.
"Nanase feels strange here, Constantine!"
Of course, this was not what Nanase said. Nanese's bones became like this with the help of Leoric.
As for Nanase's soul, although most of it still remains in the bones, most of the soul and Nanase, who is somewhat naive, cannot give Constantine an answer.
These words were dubbed by Constantine himself.
It feels like a ventriloquist doll.
"The biggest problem now is that I can't find that half of my soul.
This is really shocking and exciting news!”
There was a ferocious smile on Constantine's face, and that smile was a little too ferocious.
To say he looks like a demon is to overestimate the appearance of a demon.
"Perhaps the only person I can find who knows what's going on is dead.
But I don’t intend to go to death by committing suicide, and I always feel that my soul should not fall into the hands of death.
So now the question is, what happened to me!?"
Constantine seemed a little crazy.
He did not ask those Nephalem, because the confusing parts in his memory had nothing to do with the Nephalem.
The same goes for Archangel and Burning Hell.
Constantine even received a little blessing from Hope, and even used the power of higher heaven to help replenish his soul once.
Constantine was grateful to the higher heavens!
It's just that it's normal to do something dirty when necessary.
Chapter completed!