The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"What shall I do? Constantine?"

This is a dark crypt beneath a cemetery.

St. Angel, sitting in the center of the magic circle in the dark cellar, called Constantine's name.

But she didn't get a response.

"John? John Constantine!"

Angel shouted loudly. At this time, she was no longer the fragile girl who was afraid of darkness and loneliness.

Although she was not a police officer of the NYPD Major Crimes Unit before, how could she be afraid of those things?

But now she is still scared.

Because this place is a place where demon legends are spreading.

According to legend, a flaming skull will always appear here. When Constantine encountered this situation, it was destined to be extraordinary.

"I said Angel Gabriel, if you don't think of a way to restore your wings, what are you doing here? Are you reluctant to leave me, this lost lamb? If you can give me a hug, that will be a great encouragement.

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The cigarette on Constantine's lips curled up and down with his lips.

"I just want to see that child, you'd better keep your distance from me."

Gabriel stood quietly, looking at the cemetery from a distance.

There was an aura belonging to the devil in this place, but it was a little different, which made it feel confused.

"O angel, preach to me the gospel of the Lord!"

Constantine opened his arms and moved closer to Gabriel.

Then he was blown away by the strong wind blown by Gabriel.

"I knew how an angel like you could become a mortal. When did you regain your strength?"

Constantine was lying on his back on the ground. The strong wind just now caused the cigarette in his mouth to burn out in the blink of an eye, and the ash was scattered into his eyes, making him a little uncomfortable.

"Quiet, Constantine. What you have been waiting for is coming."

Gabriel still looked calm.

Following its line of sight, an elderly man slowly walked into the hut carrying a shovel.

Then he ran out in a hurry.

"Constantine Cons..."

With a creak, the cellar door opened, and the old man with white beard and hair, dressed like an old cowboy, walked in.

In the dark cellar, the old gentleman couldn't see anything clearly, but he heard Angel's voice.

"Child, what is your name? Why do you appear here?"

A gentle voice sounded, and the old man asked Angel.

"My name is Angel, um, my partner and I were separated. He asked me to stay here and don't move, so..."

Angel said this, she didn't lie, she just didn't tell everything.

"Good boy, come out first. My name is Carter Shiley. I'll call the police for you. You can wait here for a while."

Old Mr. Carter Shiley did not expect that the little girl in front of him came just for her...

So he stepped into the magic circle drawn by Constantine.

A flaming skull appeared directly in front of the unprepared Angel.

Although Angel vaguely felt the demonic aura on Carter Shirey's body, he did not expect to see such a horrifying scene.

"This is!?"

Carter Shrey was shocked!

After being a Ghost Rider for nearly a hundred years, he has never seen anything, killed no demons, and not even Mephisto has been able to find him.

Then he was suddenly discovered today, and he stepped into a trap himself.

"Little girl, your purpose is to find me?"

Carter Shirey's skull face looked at Angel.

"I don't know, but my friend said that there is a legend of flaming skulls here, so he drew a magic circle to protect me and just watched nearby..."

Angel felt that something was wrong.

"Angel, your partner lied to you."

Carter Slay paused.

"This magic circle is not to protect you. Its purpose is to prevent the people inside from getting out after it is activated."

Carter Shirey used the light on his body to glance at the magic circle on the ground, and then came to a conclusion through rich experience.

Angel felt a little nervous as he felt the evil demon power surging in Carter Shirey.

"Are you going to die soon?"

Angel felt the dying breath from the flaming skull in front of him.

"Why are you worried about this at this time?"

"Because, I hope..."

"Because of what?"

"Because I think you have hope in your heart."

The conversation between Angel and Carter Shiley came to an abrupt end.

Because Constantine's figure finally appeared.

"Hey! It's such a convenient ability. At least it can save a lot of lighting expenses at night."

Constantine staggered into the cellar and stood outside the magic circle.

"what is your purpose?"

Carter Shrey felt that the knight in his body was a little eager to try, which was the reaction when he saw evil.

Carter Shrey is a skilled Ghost Rider, he will not lose control easily.

So he asked Constantine quietly, but his tone was a little hoarse.

"Have you not seen the purpose? It is to capture one devil and then make a deal with another devil."

Constantine said something extraordinary as if he had done something trivial.

"Do you know the result of making a deal with the devil? Look at me, living in peace all day long is the result of this deal."

Carter Shirey became excited when he heard the topic of "trade".

"Ah, I haven't traded with them once or twice. We are very familiar with each other and they will not cheat me. You can rest assured on this."

Constantine lit the cigarette in his mouth and spoke calmly.

"I'm not as stupid as you and I won't be fooled."

Constantine added the second half.

"Then you don't plan to take this girl's life!?"

Carter Shrey couldn't bear to kill kind people, but sometimes he had no choice but to do so.

Because he has the St. Fangansa contract that Mephisto wants to get, and in order to prevent this contract from being obtained by Mephisto, he will not hesitate to kill those who threaten him.

"The value of her existence is to let you step into the trap. She has already done that, hasn't she? Sheriff Carter Shiley."

Constantine said nonchalantly.

"Who would have thought that Carter Shirey, who was imprisoned for greed, would renege on the contract because of his conscience? Or maybe there is no spirit of contract in your heart."

"you shut up!"

As Carter Shrey was enraged, the flames on the skeleton increased.

But no matter how those flames burn, they will be blocked behind the magic circle by a burst of holy light.

Carter Shirey looked at the holy light and turned his skull face to Angel, who was sitting there without moving.

"who are you?"

Carter Shirey saw the source of this glorious power from the fully activated magic circle, the silly-looking Angel.

"Saint Angel Dawson, her name. How about it, you didn't expect to be in the same room with a saint, did you?"

Constantine raised his eyebrows and said casually.