The inexplicable death of Dreykov left Alexey still unfulfilled.
Alexey kept raising the blast door to see if Dreykov was dead. After confirming that there were vital signs, Alexey lowered the blast door again amidst Dreykov's mosquito-like breathing.
The farce finally stopped with Melina's angry shouts.
Melina took off Dreykov's ring from his dead hand and placed it on the desk in front of Konstantin.
"This is the controller of the red house. With it, you can control all the black widows."
However, Constantine did not show any interest in the controller and continued to smoke his cigarettes.
Seeing that Constantine was not moved at all, Melina continued: "Dreykov has sent the Black Widow to control some small countries. As long as you have it, these countries will be under your control..."
This additional explanation shows that Melina only received a disdainful look from Constantine.
"Don't you have any interest in this wealth?"
Unable to stand this temptation, Constantine, who found it troublesome, reached out and flicked the ring on the table into Natasha's hand, saying: "Explain to her, don't use this low-level temptation!"
Although Melina understands that Constantine is a mage, she only has a partial understanding of Constantine's background and strength.
On the other side of the office, Melina and Natasha were discussing in a low voice.
"Is it true that he has no interest in this wealth?"
"In fact, he bought part of the Stark Group's properties without even negotiating the price, and the dimension where the Dragon Academy is located is said to belong to him."
Melina looked at Natasha in disbelief, caressed Natasha's face and said, "What about you? He's not interested in you either?"
"Uh~ In fact, there are more powerful and beautiful women around him. There are even some women who even I would fall into temptation at a glance..."
Natasha recalled the encounters with Yulia, Cakarus, and the witch Karula who occasionally appeared in Dragon Academy and was full of affection for Constantine, and explained Constantine's situation to Melina.
"But you are with him now? The woman who has been around a man for the longest time is the most attractive to him. Just like Alexei and I, we were just a couple, but those three years of getting along made Alexei
Lexie still misses me..."
Melina taught Natasha tirelessly as if she had experienced it.
However, Natasha still shook her head, remembering what Constantine said before, she didn't have any confidence.
"Forget it, you better stop talking later and just look at my eyes..."
Melina walked to the console, downloaded all the information, and came to Constantine's side.
"We have to leave, this place is going to explode soon!"
"Explosion? Why? Hasn't this been controlled?"
Putting the cigarette butt into the ashtray, Constantine looked at Melina opposite in disbelief.
Constantine, who maintained his basic humanity, did not listen to the conversation between Melina and her daughter just now. It was disdain and confidence in his own strength that allowed him to limit his perception and experience being an ordinary person.
Melina pointed at Dreykov's daughter, the master of imitation Antonia, and said: "A black widow like her has no antidote or will only fall into stasis, unless you can control everyone until I study the solution.
medicine."
Constantine, who put his feet on the desk and lay on the chair, blew smoke toward his head and said, "How long will it take?"
"Five to ten years."
Constantine, who was originally indifferent, almost fell off his chair when he heard this time and said in disbelief: "Ahem, how long did you say?"
"Five to ten years, this is a delicate operation of the brain control system, and it needs to go through a series of clinical verifications..."
Melina introduced the process to Constantine, and Constantine did not refute. After all, it involved clinical trials, and Constantine, who had some knowledge and experience in it, also understood the dangers.
"How many people here need to be de-controlled?"
Constantine confirmed the number of black widows in the red house, and Melina was operating on the table, showing Constantine the current distribution and structure of the people in the red house.
Looking at the hundreds of black widows and the thousands of combatants involved, as well as the small country that has been controlled.
With millions of people involved, Constantine's original plan of waiting for Melina to develop an antidote for two days was completely shattered.
Staring at Melina, Constantine saw that Melina was hiding some things, but she was not lying at the soul level.
After rubbing his head, Constantine compromised and said, "Let me make a call first and ask. Maybe there is a solution."
"Hey, I need some healing tears. Hmm, I know. I'll open the door for you."
After saying that, Constantine opened a portal, and Ash walked over from the other side.
At this time, Natasha had an opinion about Constantine's portal and asked, "Didn't you say there's no way to open it?"
"What I said is that it must be synchronously stationary. Now I am one with this platform, and Ashe is in a fixed position. Why can't it be done?"
After explaining to Natasha, Constantine came to Ash's side.
With Melina, Alexei, Natasha and others watching around, this self-talking drama will still go on.
"Where is he? Is this him?"
After looking around, Ash quickly focused on Taskmaster, who was standing still.
"Uh~ Is she one of them?"
Hearing this, Ash put on a puzzled face and asked: "Then you gather everyone together so that I can cast spells in unison to release the control..."
Hearing this, Melina and Natasha both turned their faces away, as if it had nothing to do with them and were not prepared to explain.
Seeing this, Constantine could only justify himself. He glanced at the screen and said: "There are 412 people now, and the rest will be counted one after another..."
This number made Ash excitedly hold up Constantine's collar and say, "What did you say? Do you dare to say it again?"
Constantine, who was held up by his collar, stretched out his finger and pointed at the numbers on the display.
The two of them stopped moving, and finally Ash put down Constantine.
"Now you owe me a favor..."
With a dark face, Ash walked around the office and finally snatched a bottle of vodka from Alexei's hand.
"Hey! That's mine..."
No one cares about Alexei's views and opinions, everyone's attention is on Ash.
I saw Ash shaking the holy bell, and blue water droplets scattered from under the holy bell, blending into the vodka.
As the spell continued, the vodka slowly turned into a sky blue liquid.
The whole spellcasting lasted for half an hour. Ash wiped the sweat from his forehead and reluctantly handed the half bottle of healing tears to Constantine.
"Ordinary people only need one drop. This half bottle contains almost 600 ml, which is enough for you!"
Taking the bottle, Constantine opened a new portal for Ash with a smile and arched his hand towards the portal.
Ash gritted his teeth and said in a voice from between his teeth: "Remember, you owe me a favor..."
Watching Ash pass through the portal until the portal disappeared, Melina couldn't believe that the matter was resolved like this?
She owed a big favor, and this favor was owed to Ash, the angel priest. The favor from the supernatural world made Melina feel that her temptation was a little too much.
But when the bottle of blue liquid was handed to Melina's hand, Melina immediately put this thought behind her. Let's talk about what happened next. At the worst, she could pay for Ash's life.
Finally, the matter came to an end, and the first person to be released from control was Drykov's daughter Antonia.
After coming into contact with the control, Antonia still had vivid memories of what happened to Natasha, but due to her father's cruel methods, the explosion created by Natasha was a bit childish.
However, Antonia did not choose to completely forgive Natasha. Although she did not have free will, she also saw who was responsible for the whole thing.
So, Antonia put on the mask again and stood behind Constantine.
Constantine said nothing about this approach. After all, in a difficult situation, everyone wants to grab a life-saving straw. To refuse Antonia now is to eliminate her hope and let her sink to the bottom of the water.
Like a scumbag, Constantine adhered to the principle of neither refusing nor taking the initiative. He resumed his smoking and waiting-to-die look, put his legs on the desk, and smoked cigarettes one by one.
Antonia was like a diligent assistant, constantly emptying the ashtray next to Constantine.
Until, the remaining black widows found Constantine.
"Thank you, sir."
Ever since the first black widow showed up to say thank you, such thanks came one after another. Constantine helplessly covered his head with the newspaper, leaving only a hole for smoking.
Then there was a scene of black widows lining up, as if they were saying goodbye to the body, except that the face covering of this body was a little rough, and there were still cigarettes that were constantly smoking.
——
After Ash returned to the control station, he looked at the situation on Constantine's side and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.
Although I am still experiencing such things, as long as I am not 'me', I will always feel relieved.
At this moment, America has fallen into darkness. After finishing today's chores while fishing, Ash stretched and prepared to return to the sacrificial site and start his own happy week.
However, Murphy's Law was designed for this moment. Ash's phone started to ring. It was a call from Cassel.
"Ash, help! There's a teddy bear chasing me!"
Teddy bear? Ash immediately thought of the teddy bear’s lecherous and carefree owner.
"It's okay, Cassel, just tell him you have tickets to the strip bar, and he will be happy to share his collection of tobacco with you..."
"But how can I share it with him? He's five hundred feet tall! Oh, Beckett, I've never been to a strip bar. You have to believe me..."
While Cassell was still explaining to Beckett next to him, his phone was taken away by another person.
"I am the Commissioner of the NY Police Department, George Stacey, and I need the Control Bureau now. This is a matter belonging to the Control Bureau! There is a five-hundred-foot-tall teddy bear wreaking havoc on Fifth Avenue!"
Along with George Stacey's words, the control bureau's alarm also sounded. Anderson ran in directly from the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ash.