All Worlds Madhouse

This city has a ruthless and silent cruel pulse, but the roar is like a derailed train, passing through Constantine's mind.

A certain scene from three days ago appeared in front of his eyes.

That day, the sun was not very bright, and there seemed to be a thin black gauze covering something under the clouds.

Of course, the crowd on the ground is unlikely to care about this. Their greedy eyes will only focus on money and women. Although John always stared at these, but at this moment, he knew that what was above the head was not a veil, but a swarm of insects covering the sky. To be more precise, it was the 'Lord of the Flies'.

It was a demon that had returned from the seal. He was attached to the bodies of those insects, looking down at the hunting ground and every prey in the hunting ground from the sky.

The person who opened the seal was his friend--Lester.

On the rooftop of a tall building in the city, Constantine stood facing the wind, and his friend Lester was also there.

"Oh my God, John, what are you going to do?" Lester shuddered.

John smiled: "Nothing, we have to seal the devil again. I need you to sit here and lure him here, and I only need a bottle to seal him again."

He swore, not knowing whether it was because of the glare of the sun, or simply because he felt a little cool. Constantine was wearing sunglasses, and Leicester could only see the corners of his indifferent mouth, but could not see his eyes. .

"You're not going to screw it up, are you?" Lester asked.

"Of course not. Look, I brought all the tools."

He said and pointed to a set of tables and chairs on the rooftop, which he had prepared last night, with tattoos, flour, white paper, ink, and rope placed on them.

Wait, rope?

Lester seemed to have discovered something, and he couldn't help but ask: "Why is there a rope? Do you want to tie something?"

John smiled: "Of course I have to tie him up, I'll help you, don't be afraid, the devil always has a special feeling for the person who releases him, so after a while, 'Lord of the Flies' may become very affectionate when he meets you. You also know, so if I don’t tie you up, I’m afraid something will happen, like those bugs suddenly dragging you up and taking you away or something like that.”

"Oh, I know you must be lying to me. I guess those damn spells of yours will not take effect immediately, and during this period, those bugs will definitely bite me. You are afraid that I will escape! You have always been like this , you scumbag who only knows how to deceive others!"

Hearing Lester's words, John could only express a sense of powerlessness: "Okay, okay, the spell won't take effect immediately, but you have to hold on. In just a few minutes, I can seal it to In the bottle, only I can help you now, otherwise, 'Lord of the Flies' will haunt you until you die!"

"Woo--why should I open that bottle? I really shouldn't be taking advantage of it." Lester covered his face and said, "But you're right, if I don't do this, I will always be chased by those things. So, please, you have to tie it tighter, otherwise I might not be able to bear it and run away halfway."

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and sat on the chair by himself. And Constantine also picked up the rope and tied him firmly to it.

"Relax. It'll be over in a while. I'll take you to have a nice drink, please." Constantine took out a cigarette and lit it for Lester.

In the other party's barely supportive eyes, Constantine remembered the words of Lester's mother. She once said, don't always play with John, that child is very dangerous.

And now it seems that his mother was right!

As the sealing ceremony began, the 'Lord of the Flies' also smelled Lester's breath, and countless insects gathered together, forming a dark link, and flew over from the sky with a 'buzz'.

Lester would never have imagined that this demon could be so huge.

For a moment, he couldn't help shouting.

"Oh my god, it's so big, you can't hold it, it can't even fit in a bottle!"

Then, John Constantine seemed not to hear his words and just stood quietly, his sunglasses reflecting the sky.

At this time, Lester suddenly discovered that there was no bottle in John's hand at all.

But what about the bottle?

Lester may be smart only once in his life.

Oh, myself, that's the bottle.

In the alley, Constantine stood up. At that moment, a gust of cold wind poured into his stomach, making him feel like a dead hand poking into his body.

He is used to it

For three days, he continued to anesthetize himself with cigarettes and alcohol.

A cigarette can last for 3 minutes, and a bottle of wine can last for 4 hours. He cycles like this, and keeps telling himself that Lester is dead, he deserves his death, and he should not touch the seal.' The person who releases the devil from the bottle of "Lord of the Flies" must die. Otherwise, sooner or later, people all over the world will be bent over by "Lord of the Flies", and then eat everything around them, and finally starve to death.

The only way is to let the demon lean into the body of the person who has opened the seal, then use a spell to seal it in the person's body and then kill the person.

This is the only way. And someone has to do it.

The person who does it, haha, is naturally himself.

Who else could it be? Anyway, there are already many, many 'friends' who have died in his own hands, and there is no shortage of one more. Lester should forgive himself, but even if he doesn't, it doesn't matter.

Constantine wrapped his wet windbreaker tightly and walked onto the avenue. Passers-by deliberately avoided this dirty drunkard.

At a corner in front, a nun was leaning against the wall. Her name was Anne Maria, and she was a friend of Constantine.

However, when Constantine walked past her, he didn't take a second look at her.

After walking for a while, a man and woman suddenly appeared in the middle of the crowd. John knew them, but he still ignored them and just walked straight over and passed through their bodies.

Well, those undead are here again, those who died in Constantine's hands. They used to be Constantine's teammates or friends, but now, they only appear in his mind when he is the most vulnerable. in front of his eyes, and then looked at him quietly, as if looking at the insects living in the cracks of the rocks.

Suddenly, John stood on the spot, because Lester's figure slowly appeared in the crowd.

He and John looked at each other, the crowd passed through Lester's body, his expression was calm, but John saw hatred in his extremely peaceful sight.

"I'm sorry. Brother, this is the only way." John said, staring at the turbulent crowd.

And just then.

"Hi, do you have a cigarette?"

A voice sounded from behind John.