I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 427 Constantine: I think I am still suitable for clearing miscellaneous soldiers

"Don't tell me this is the important woman you want to save."

The man in the windbreaker turned his head and looked at the bishop who was walking out from the crowd beside him.

"Constantine, I didn't pay for your airfare to invite you here just to listen to your wisecracks."

Bishop Fergus, who always looked very kind, did not have a relaxed expression on his face at this moment, and his eyes were fixed on the building shrouded in fog while he spoke.

"I know."

The young man named Constantine did not forget to puff away smoke as he spoke. He quickly finished the cigarette in his mouth, then took out another one from the cigarette box and lit it.

While the two were talking, the believers on one side had already started chanting the Bible.

The unity of everyone's thoughts and beliefs caused white holy light to appear in the space.

The reason for such a serious preparedness is not far away.

The flesh tentacles and tentacles that were previously shattered by Constantine's shotgun did not lose their vitality.

The pieces of flesh squirmed on their own and gathered into a complete entity again.

Looking at this scene, Constantine felt quite emotional.

You have to know that the previous shotgun is a special firearm engraved with runes. Generally, high-level demons would be crippled if not killed by it, but Meatbeard can reorganize itself.

He had been to hell and seen countless horrifying alien monsters, but one so ugly as this was rare.

But no way.

He has to do more good deeds in exchange for a ticket to heaven.

Constantine collected his thoughts, sighed, and made the sign of the cross on his chest.

Behind him, the holy light prepared by the believers' chanting was emitted.

The pure energy body exploded with considerable destructive power, even the flesh whiskers were smashed to pieces.

The terrifying heat wave almost instantly evaporated the buildings and roads that were soaked by the rain, so that the entire area was wrapped in hot steam.

In the midst of the smoke, the huge flesh beard fell heavily to the ground, so much so that everyone around could feel the shock.

The young priests who saw that their attack had worked could not help but cheer in surprise, and each other's eyes were filled with satisfaction.

"These young people you bring seem to have only short-sightedness except for making noise."

Constantine complained to Fergus while taking something out of his windbreaker.

"They still have room to grow. It's normal for young people to be proud."

Fergus looked calm and was not at all upset by the other party's harsh comments.

"Don't tell me you were as capable as you are now when you were their age."

"At least not as stupid as them."

Constantine twisted the object he had retrieved.

It was a small thing that looked like a pen, and suddenly a raging flame burst out, attracting the attention of almost everyone!
Unlike the high temperature caused by the previous energy dissipation, the flame released from the object in Constantine's hand carried a terrifying aura.

Those who stared at the flames suddenly felt dry eyes, dry mouth, and even their whole body began to heat up.

"What kind of flame is this?!"

"Why is this happening?!"

"Never mind that, just look!"

In the thick water vapor, the strange flesh beard that the believers had previously believed to have been defeated actually came to their side without anyone noticing, ready to make a move.

If it weren't for that terrifying flame, they would probably have died here!

Before they could think more, they heard Bishop Fergus' voice in the distance.

"Everyone, cover your mouth and nose and disperse quickly!"

The believers didn't understand why, but since it was the bishop's order, they had to carry it out meticulously.

Their movements were a little flustered, but they managed to leave the center without any danger.

"Very quick and wise command, Mr. Bishop," Constantine praised.

The high temperature caused by the flames turns the water vapor in the area into an ultra-high temperature purgatory. Once it enters the human body through breathing, it will cause extremely serious burns.

The effect is equivalent to exposing the fragile internal environment to direct contact with high-pressure steam.

Of course, it could also be to avoid being discovered using Hellfire and being attacked by cultists.

That's right, at this moment the air is filled with the strong smell of sulfur and burnt organic matter.

This kind of atmosphere can only be found near the crater and in hell.

"Did you get all these from the place that made weapons specifically for you?"

"Yes."

Constantine nodded.

"It seems that other places have heard about this before. That guy revealed that a big client provided him with all the similar materials to make weapons. As long as he can provide them to me, I can use them to deal with these things."

Fergus knew where the big client Constantine was talking about came from, and Constantine knew that he knew it.

There is a tacit understanding between the two of them.

They watched as the huge flesh beard was gradually weakened by the burning of hellfire, and then completely lost its movement under the siege of the crowd.

"Besides this one, it looks like there are also meat whiskers found in other areas, and others are working on it."

"Do you need my help?"

“No, your mission is to enter the building and rescue Theresa. We already have the means to break through the gray fog. All you need to do is…”

Before Fergus finished speaking, the two men's attention was drawn to the building.

On the floor close to the ground, suddenly, several extremely sharp arc-shaped sword energies broke through the gray fog and rushed straight to the outside!

A corner of the surrounding buildings was cut off, and the cut was extremely smooth.

They looked up and saw the tip of the battle iceberg through the healing gap.

For a moment, there was an eerie aura and howling winds, and then a golden light burst out, indestructible and full of righteousness!
Constantine and Bishop Fergus only felt a tightness in their chests, dizziness and tinnitus, and from time to time they saw terrible phantoms flashing before their eyes.

The surrounding scenery was shaking continuously at a low amplitude, as if it could not withstand such a fierce confrontation.

That is not a method, but an uncomfortable reaction caused by being in an overly strong energy field that the body cannot bear.

The fluctuations of the battle between the two people in the building were only leaked a little bit, but it could cause such oppression to others? !

The two looked at each other and saw the other's serious disbelief.

The previous evacuation due to concerns that the believers might be injured by the hot steam avoided greater casualties.

The gray fog endured the aftermath that continued to spread like a raging wave while struggling to repair itself. It took about ten seconds before it healed again.

The two were silent for a long time, no one spoke.

Finally, Constantine broke the silence.

"The person you mentioned earlier, could it be..."

"That's right. There will be no one else except him."

"Fergus, didn't you say you've seen his strength? Why do you look so surprised?"

"When I fought the two demon gods, their battlefield was ten thousand meters in the sky, which is incomparable to now."

"...I think I am more suitable to deal with the weird flesh whiskers that devour humans outside."

"Well, very wise thought."

"what about you?"

"..."

Fergus said nothing, but touched and lifted his bishop's robe and took a step back.

it is more than words.