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Chapter 262: Being a demon is not easy! (Please subscribe, read, vote and comment)
"Don't even think about escaping!"

Zatanna followed behind and was the third to take action. She waved her wand but did not use any powerful offensive magic.

A kind of writing similar to Latin but much more complicated than Latin was summoned by the female sorceress. With her as the center, it instantly covered several surrounding rooms and created a separate space.

Zatanna usually uses this trick to cover up the traces of her use of magic. After all, the era of mystery is over.

Every wizard who is inclined towards order will pay attention to his actions when using magic and try not to be discovered in order to avoid unnecessary trouble.

But today was different. With Martin leading the way, Zatanna didn't need to worry about the impact. The magic became a cage for the demon, blocking every direction for it to escape.

"Something's wrong!"

Martin pointed his sword and dozens of flying swords flashed around him, stabbing directly at the demon in the house.

The tentative attack did not cause much damage. The flying swords were burned to ashes as soon as they came into contact with the hellfire.

The result of the flying sword being destroyed was still within his expectations, but the demon that ate its host had red eyes and no rationality at all, as if it had really turned into a wild beast.

"What's wrong?"

Rachel clapped her hands excitedly, and the Thunder Spirit Pearl burst out with a dozen bolts of lightning as she moved. Like spears, they pierced the entire room, hit the demon, and pierced bloody holes.

"Aren't all demons like this? Crazy, cruel and unreasonable. Are you thinking too much?"

"Of course there are fools among the demons, but it is impossible for those things to break through the invisible barrier between the two worlds, come to the human world, and trick these stars into signing a contract."

Constantine didn't take any action. He hid behind Rachel and watched the demon wreaking havoc in the house cautiously. He also felt something was wrong.

"Martin, give me a chance, I'll see what's wrong with this thing."

Constantine gets serious when it comes to matters involving demons.

Martin nodded to Taiwu, and the two brothers launched the attack tacitly.

Martin used the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, and rays of divine light flew out from the Zhaodan Divine Sword, transforming into countless sharp swords shining with cold light, surrounding the demon in every direction, blocking the space for this guy to move.

Taiwu used the Water Spirit Immortal Technique, and each flying sword summoned by Martin glowed with blue light. They connected with each other and turned into chains, approaching from the outside to the inside, trying to freeze the demon.

"Roar!"

The mad demon roared, and the hellfire on his body burned more vigorously. Billowing black smoke with a strong smell of sulfur rushed out, melting the ice chains that besieged him.

"Resistance is a dead end!"

Martin raised his eyebrows and pointed his sword downward. The flying sword that locked the space suddenly fell and pierced into the black smoke and flames.

The light of the Sword of Illumination illuminated the hellfire, found the weak point of the flame, cut directly into it, and severed the connection between the flames.

The arrogant demon lost the flames of hell, just like a bald chicken that lost its hair. It stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.

Taiwu seized this opportunity and increased the speed of mana output. The Water Spirit Fairy Technique based on Martin's Flying Sword burst out with blue and white light, directly freezing the demon into a huge lump of ice.

Martin took the opportunity to stab the flying sword into the demon's body, cutting off the circulation of all power flowing in his body and making it impossible for him to use the power of hell.

"Ah!"

The air was filled with chills, and the excited Rachel couldn't help sneezing.

Martin placed his hand on the girl's shoulder and passed a stream of energy to her, helping her adapt to the cold environment. Then he looked at Constantine:
"The devil has caught you, what do you want to do?"

"I can't fight, but you can handle demons!"

Constantine rolled up his sleeves, intending to show off, but the cold air from the Water Spirit Magic hit him in the face, freezing him like a stupid dog, with his whole body trembling.

Martin rolled his eyes and punched him in the back, helping him adjust to the cold while also knocking him to the ground.

"What are you pretending to be like with us? Get down to business!"

Constantine got up from the ground, put down his sleeves obediently, lit another cigarette, and said, "The power of the devil actually comes from the contract. The contract with God, the contract with the devil kings, and the contract with humans are the basis of a devil's existence."

"If there's any force that can make these guys go crazy suddenly, it must be that there's something wrong with the contract they signed with something."

As he spoke, a holy light shone on his hands, then transformed into a golden luster, forming dots that stopped at fixed positions and extended into dazzling lines, forming a pattern similar to trees.

Constantine's hand passed through the pattern, penetrated into the demon's body, and pulled out a messy thing that looked like a tangled ball of yarn.

Martin's eyes fell on the mass of stuff, and he saw words emerging from the threads, which he did not recognize.

Constantine skillfully began to straighten the ball of yarn in his hand, with a serious expression, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Zatanna explained to Martin: "The ball of yarn is the contract that the devil has handled. Constantine used magic to make them materialize."

Martin nodded. "I can see words appearing on the lines, but I don't recognize them."

"Those are demonic words!"

When Zatanna mentioned this, her face turned ugly: "Language also carries power. The language used by the devils always carries something uncomfortable. For example, the stench and the mumbling that sounds from time to time."

"When I was learning the demon language, I was tortured by those things a lot!"

"found it!"

While Zatanna was spouting demonic language, Constantine quickly sorted out the contract in his hand.

He held up a red string, walked up to Martin, pointed and said, "This is the contract that the demon signed with Abaddon."

"Demon language is very difficult to translate, so I won't go into the specifics. To put it simply, this demon is Abaddon's underling dealer. He was brought to the human world by Abaddon, and this demon must pay a certain share of what he plunders from humans to Abaddon."

"It's just the same old pyramid scheme, nothing new!"

Martin turned Constantine's words over in his mind and understood the order played by the demons.

And he spoke for Constantine, saying, "So, Abaddon began to tighten the contract, and these lower-level demons had to pay back the debt they owed to Abaddon."

"That's right. This unlucky guy is just an ordinary low-level demon. Although he worked diligently to cheat people in the world, he still couldn't pay off his debts, so he had to kill his creditors."

This incident sounds like a kind of black humor.

But Martin couldn't help laughing. He couldn't help but think: "Do you think this is just an isolated case?"

"Of course not, those demons aren't that kind!"

Constantine never fantasizes. Whenever he thinks he might have good luck, reality will give him a cruel blow. "Los Angeles must be a mess. Those who signed with the devil have reaped the consequences and are now the devil's meal."

Martin ignored Constantine's sarcasm and listened carefully, and heard screams, cries for help and occasional gunshots coming from outside the door.

It's easy to figure out that the demons who signed contracts with the stars are starting to collect their rewards from their hosts. The stars, unwilling to die early, will of course fight back and try to violate the contract.

"We should go rescue people!"

Zatanna took out her wand, looked at the blood flowing in through the crack in the door, and prepared to rush out.

"It's too late. Those stars have signed contracts with the devil. As long as the devil wants to kill someone, it can take the lives of those stars in an instant."

Martin thrust the sword forward, and the flying sword that had pierced into the demon's body shone brightly, emitting a clear divine light that illuminated the demon clearly from the inside out.

From bones to flesh and blood, to skin, everything became transparent, like glass.

His soul, which was oozing molten lava and emitting black smoke, was pinned down by the light of the Zhaodan Divine Sword. It kept changing, but it could not break free of the restraints. It merged with his body and gradually melted into the ice.

Click!

Martin swung his sword forward and directly broke the ice into pieces. The soul that was forced to merge with the ice also turned into fragments all over the ground along with the ice.

"You shouldn't have killed him!"

Constantine commented: "The souls of demons are bound to Hell and are almost indestructible. Although you destroyed their bodies in the human world, sooner or later, they will crawl out again."

"It doesn't matter anymore. He's just a small fry anyway."

Martin knew the nature of these demons, but he did it anyway.

"Wasting time on these minions will only delay our progress."

As he said this, he walked out of the room. The corridor was already a river of blood, and demons transformed into beasts were hunting humans.

Although those bodyguards who retired from the army had guns in their hands, they were still as fragile as babies in swaddling clothes in front of the devil and had no power to resist at all.

The demons simply grabbed the bodyguard who shot at them with their mouths, threw him into the sky, then opened their mouths wide and swallowed the bodyguard.

Click, click!
The devil's mouth opened and closed, biting living people into several pieces. Blood mixed with minced meat spurted out from the gaps between its teeth, splashing onto the wall and forming horrible patterns.

Martin frowned and swung out with the Zhaodan Divine Sword. The cold sword light and sword energy were compressed into a thin line, which slashed down on the heads of the demons from top to bottom, directly splitting them in two.

Taiwu, Zatanna, and Rachel also cast spells and magic, knocking down the beast-like demons that were hunting humans.

"Go quickly. If you don't want to die, don't stay here."

Constantine evacuated the frightened staff, but he only shouted a few times and reminded them verbally.

But these people who live a comfortable life live in Los Angeles, not Gotham, and have never seen such a scene that could be called hell on earth. They were scared silly on the spot, and their minds went blank.

Even if you pull them with your hands, these people won't react, let alone remind them with your mouth.

"Uncle, please don't just talk, move your hands, okay?"

Martin was speechless when he saw Constantine looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

He used the Ten Thousand Swords Technique, and hundreds of flying swords flew out from behind him, piercing through those people's clothes and flying up with these frightened people.

The flying sword without anyone on it hit the concrete wall, creating a big hole and throwing all those people out.

After throwing those people down, the flying swords turned and flew back, falling from the sky and directly nailing the heads of those demons, piercing through their bodies from the top of their heads and exploding in their stomachs.

Boom!

The flying swords that pierced into the demon's stomach exploded, and the sword energy surged, colliding and rubbing against each other, emitting more sparks, blasting the internal organs of these beast-like demons into minced meat.

These demons could also feel pain. After being pierced by the flying swords, they all fell to the ground, holding their stomachs and groaning in pain.

The internal organs that were shredded into pieces by the sword energy flowed out of his mouth mixed with blood, emitting a disgusting smell that was nauseating.

Taiwu, Zatanna, and Rachel took advantage of this opportunity and summoned bolts of lightning to strike the demon continuously.

The dazzling light obscured everything, and deafening noises rang out one after another. The entire theater was shaking, and the roof was about to be blown off. It swayed left and right with the thunder, as if it would fall apart at the next moment.

"Okay, okay!"

Martin stopped them quickly: "That's enough. There is no trace of the demons left. If the explosion continues, the theater will collapse."

The three men withdrew their attacks, and the light of thunder gradually dissipated. Except for a few load-bearing pillars, everything else on the entire floor was turned into ashes by the thunder.

Not even a trace of those man-eating demons was left, and their souls were shattered into pieces. Even with the protection of Hell, it would take thousands of years for them to take shape again.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a bunch of violent lunatics!"

Constantine hid aside, looking at the demon that was blown into pieces. He was amazed, but subconsciously said a few rude words.

Boom!

Rachel waved her hand, and a thin bolt of lightning appeared out of thin air, striking Constantine directly, brushing past his body and blasting a large hole the size of an adult into the floor.

"Are you crazy girl?"

Constantine dodged suddenly and protested loudly to Rachel who was floating in the air.

"Why are you yelling? If you do it again, I'll chop you, an old pervert, into charcoal."

Rachel stretched out her fist directly towards Constantine and made a gesture of smashing down.

Constantine quickly hid aside, picked up the wooden board and put it on his head, and never dared to say anything bad again.

"Just chop twice to let out your anger!"

Martin held down Rachel's hand to calm the little girl down.

The next moment, the earth began to shake and the ground cracked. Deep pits appeared like the gaping mouth of a giant underground beast, swallowing Martin and the others like it was hunting its prey.

"Leave your lives here!"

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