The Dark Barbarian Arrives in American Comics

"Is this what Mephisto told you?"

Angel looked at Constantine in front of him, feeling the power flowing through his body like water from a pond, while speaking calmly.

"If that idiot hadn't violated the verbal agreement, I probably wouldn't have chosen this method to save my life."

Constantine threw the burned cigarette butt on the ground and took out a new cigarette.

Mephisto's so-called cure for his cancer was just to paralyze his body with a little force.

How can that clone who can't even connect to hell get the power to cure his cancer?

While Constantine was deceiving Mephisto, the cunning devil was also deceiving him.

Making a verbal agreement with the devil will only lead to this result.

Constantine had long been used to it.

"So this is why you didn't want to tell me."

Angel quietly walked up to Constantine.

His eyes were calm with compassion, and also contained a glimmer of hope.

"Yes, I always hurt the friends around me, but you are the only one I deliberately calculated."

Constantine felt all over his body, but couldn't take out his lighter.

In the end I had to give up this plan.

"John Constantine, you will become Section 13's greatest enemy."

The bayonet in the priest's hand hit the protection activated by Angel's power.

"Father Alexander Anderson, haven't you attacked me enough? You will eventually forgive me, because I am a betrayer with thirty silver coins and straw rope in my hand!"

Constantine suddenly turned around and shouted with an angry tone he had never seen before!

"John, you've always been like this."

Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared here, wearing pure white clothes, with bare feet on the ground.

"You have never believed it, so there is no point in your betrayal. You have chosen to live this way. Your miserable wailing is regarded as an unbearable past event, so you show it to others with frivolity and exaggeration."

"Don't tell me you know me very well, angel."

Constantine dismissed Gabriel's statement.

"I can fix you, can't I, John?"

Angel walked up to Constantine and gave him a hug.

Not pity, but hope.

Constantine's body stiffened instantly. He had hugged others countless times, with a smile, a mask, and even a strong sense of malice.

But this was the first time someone took the initiative to hug him.

"Yes, Angel. From now on you will be just Angel."

Constantine spoke in the most affectionate tone of his life.

Then he pushed Angel away and even pushed him to the ground.

"Father Alexander Anderson, we will talk again in the future, but today, separation is the only way."

"You will throw thirty silver coins into God and then hang yourself with the straw rope in your hand? You are a traitor but not a traitor, an apostle but not an apostle..."

The bayonets in Father Anderson's hand all turned back into pages, gathered into a Bible, which he held in his hand.

"John Constantine, I'll see you again, I guess it won't be too late."

The Bible turned into pages, surrounding Father Anderson.

Saint Angel is disappearing, and Constable Angel Dawson is reappearing.

The priest's mission had failed, so he had to go back and resume his mission.

The page disappeared, and Anderson left with it.

"Constantine, it seems that you no longer plan to take Angel with you."

Gabriel stepped on the edge of the magic circle with his bare feet.

"My friends are always in trouble, so I don't want to make new friends."

Constantine took off the cigarette from his mouth and stood opposite Gabriel, the two of them stared into each other's eyes face to face.

"Remember the feather that the Supreme Mage gave to Angel? You actually lost to the devil this time."

Gabriel looked at Constantine funny.

The feathers that were cut off from the angel Manny at that time contained the power that once belonged to Gabriel.

That feather was enough to cure Constantine's cancer.

"When I saw you, I thought Angel gave you the feather."

Constantine said in a calm and low tone.

"John, I think being a police officer is more suitable for me. Being a saint is too heavy an identity."

Angel slowly started to fight, looked at the scratch on his elbow, and then walked behind Constantine expressionlessly.

"That's great, dear Angel, you can fight on the front line again and then go to church to repent."

Constantine turned around with a smile, and then slapped him hard on the face.

"Well, you know, I'm a police officer from the Major Crime Squad, and I'm not an idiot who can be deceived by you!"

The moment Angel slapped him, the magic circle stopped operating.

All the power in Angel's body disappeared, and naturally the magic circle lost its effect.

"What a powerful forehand..."

Snapped!

"And a precise backhand."

Angel walked out of the magic circle that had lost its effect, and the holy light on her body was exhausted.

"I want to go back now, what are you going to do?"

Angel waved his hand and looked at Constantine, whose face was swollen on both sides. Then he took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it away.

"The thank you gift I prepared before was originally intended to be given to you when we parted."

Constantine lit a fire and lit his cigarette.

"I originally planned to go back. I might be able to find some business there."

Constantine suddenly thought of the agent who kept saying "I'm thinking", and he was a bit confused.

"After all, those secret agencies probably need professionals like me, and they can also protect me, who is fragile." (There are enough knife-blockers over there)

Constantine said, then took a deep breath.

"Is this what being healthy feels like? It's amazing!"

Constantine, who showed no sign of coughing, felt very relaxed. He hadn't felt such smooth breathing in a long time.

"Then go back!"

Angel held the St. Fangansa contract in his hand and threw it casually.

Gabriel's figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Just like the angel Manny who had his waist removed at that time, he came and went without a trace.

"I also want to ask Gabriel if his wings have grown back."

Constantine said casually.

Of course it didn't grow back, it was directly broken by Bulcasso in anger.

Even though Gabriel has regained his strength, he can't even spread his wings to show his identity.

The barely healed wound made its wings look ugly.

"I just want to know, what should I do with this contract?"

Angel threw the contract of St. Fanganza to Constantine, but Constantine did not pick it up.

Then the contract flew past Constantine and fell to the ground, landing just on Carter Shirey's chest.

"Let's bury it together. No one knows the location of the unopened contract anyway."

Constantine said casually.