150 Constantine's Way of Doing Things (Belated Chapter 7, Whisper
"Are you willing to pay the price of a saint's life to catch me? The knight feels right, you are a complete villain."
Carter Shrey felt that the power of the knight in him was disappearing, and his life was about to come to an end.
He only had the power of this last transformation to maintain his life, and wanted to find someone who could entrust the contract to Saint Fangansa.
But now nothing can be done, and Carter Shirey is very frustrated.
"Don't say that. I have never let the devil take advantage of me. It's completely different from you."
Constantine sat directly outside the magic circle, looking at Carter Shirey's Skeleton Company inside and suddenly felt a little bored.
Thinking about the past, how excited those demons were when they signed a contract with him, he could even see the emotion called happiness in the demons' twisted faces.
By the time the contract was halfway executed, the faces of those demons were filled with only indifference.
At the moment when the contract was concluded, the devil's expression turned into despair, then into ferocity, and finally rolled back to hell with unwillingness.
This series of changes made Constantine feel a sense of existence and happiness.
But now Carter Shirey has entered the final stage directly, which will only make him feel boring.
"Those who sign a contract with the devil will not end well!"
Carter Shirey said this in a very firm tone. He felt that the knight's power began to melt away.
To be honest, the St. Fangansa contract actually has little value to Mephisto in hell. A powerful being that can fight Galactus will become unrivaled because of a "mere" thousand souls. How does this sound?
It's all like a joke.
"Only you would think that Mephisto cares about these thousand souls. How many souls does he want in hell that he can't get?"
Constantine took out a marker and drew on the ground.
"You actually think that you can avoid Mephisto's pursuit by hiding. This is the most ignorant statement I have ever heard.
It’s only slightly better than intravenous injection of holy water that can exorcise demons. But it’s almost the same as if the person killed by the demon is not killed by the demon.”
Constantine muttered to himself, looking at the magic circle under his hand that was almost finished.
"Come on, Mephisto, let's make another deal, one that doesn't require a contract."
Constantine put his hand on the newly painted magic circle and muttered.
Occultism is a serious subject. When drawing a magic circle to summon demons, any mistake may be regarded as a provocation by the demons and lead to unknown consequences.
Errors include errors in the pronunciation of spells, the circle of the magic circle being not round enough, etc.
But Constantine doesn't have to care much about procedures for familiar demons.
That part of the demon will either attack as soon as it comes out, no matter how perfect Constantine's process is.
The other part is that no matter how Constantine summons them, they are willing to come out and meet Constantine.
Mephisto, who happens to be summonable now, falls into the latter category.
"Ah, John, you are so awesome. You are worthy of being the one who gave birth to a child for Satan, and you actually caught the knight I wanted to find."
Mephisto's figure suddenly appeared in the cellar. Seeing Carter Shirey trapped in the magic circle, he was obviously very happy.
"Okay, are you going to ask Satan to pay me alimony? Tell me, your clone wants the St. Fangansa contract because you don't want to be a clone anymore."
Constantine added a few strokes to the magic circle in front of him, and then put out his cigarette butt in the middle of the magic circle.
"It just so happens that hell has completely disconnected from the human world. This is your best chance."
Constantine said to himself, no matter how ugly the face of Mephisto's clone in front of him was.
"you……"
"All I ask is that you cure my cancer and I give you Carter Slay."
Constantine interrupted Mephisto's clone and gave his conditions.
"I……"
"If you hesitate any longer, Carter Shirey will die. According to the contract, he will return to you in hell. You know, no one can refuse the power of the contract, especially when it is fulfilled."
Without even raising his head, Constantine used his cigarette butt to write and draw on the magic circle.
Carter Shirey's knight power was quickly dissolved by Angel's power, and half of the skull head had turned back into a human face.
Mephisto stopped talking, but pressed Constantine's chest, and his old face began to look more aging.
"It feels really good, I like your hot hands holding my hot heart.OH~"
Constantine let out a rippling shout, and then took a step back!
In a short period of time, his cancer was completely cured, and Mephisto stepped into the magic circle he had just completed.
This clone, which only had partial authority of Mephisto, was nailed to the magic circle without being able to communicate with hell.
Constantine Yong's marker connected the two magic circles together, and then Angel's power rushed in the direction of Mephisto's clone.
"Then, let's talk about the second deal now. I'll trade your freedom for Carter Shrey's soul. I know you have this authority. It's just a soul transfer contract."
Constantine pulled out a crumpled A4 paper from the inner pocket of his windbreaker and threw it with a marker to Mephisto's clone, which could only move in a small cylindrical space.
Constantine would never give the devil an advantage in a contract.
Carter Srey, who originally thought that he would be burned by Mephisto with the flames of hell for thousands of years after his death, looked at Constantine with his mouth open.
"Why do you dare let your partner stay with me?"
Carter Shiley said this.
Constantine knew that he had been imprisoned for greed, and he also understood that he was not a noble being.
So Carter Shirey couldn't figure out why Constantine dared to do this.
"Because of your greed, didn't you take the St. Fangansa contract just to let Mephisto modify the contract? It's just that you didn't think that your lifespan was so insignificant compared to Mephisto. Besides, you want the contract
It’s just this clone.”
Constantine took out a fresh cigarette and poked Mephisto in the face.
He planned to try the taste of a cigarette lit with the body temperature of a demon.
"Just like you said, human lifespan is really insignificant to me. Even if I am just a clone, can you accept that the girl is also trapped here?"
The face of Mephisto's clone was not very good-looking. He was much older and looked at Constantine poking a cigarette on his forehead, but he still wanted to maintain the dignity of the king of hell.
"Oh! My God, is this the first time you've heard my name, Constantine, man?"
Constantine put the lit cigarette into his mouth, then raised his head and even opened his hands and spoke exaggeratedly.
Then he lowered his head sharply and looked at Mephisto's clone across the magic circle.
"You think I'm the kind of guy who cares about his mates? That's an honor! I'm more of a scoundrel than you think, my old man."