American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 207 Spear

The man picked up a golden spearhead, then became dazed, like a walking corpse. Wherever he went, the lives of living beings were dominated by him, and his vitality was absorbed.

Starting from Mexico, the men carrying spears headed clearly toward Los Angeles.

In the end, his target turned out to be a mental hospital!

He's arrived!
Suddenly, the man in the red sweatshirt turned around, seemingly sensing that someone was watching him, and the ruthless iron hand immediately grabbed Constantine by the neck.

The whites of his eyes were practically bulging out.

Fortunately, Baling discovered it in time and pulled him up, freeing him from his predicament.

"Cough cough... I see it, the Spear of Destiny has arrived in Los Angeles, right in the mental hospital where Isabel jumped to her death. Quick... we have to stop it right away."

Constantine quickly told him what he had seen.

ring! ring! ring!

The phone rang suddenly, and when Constantine answered, he received bad news.

It was Father Hennessy calling.

On the phone, the anxious priest said they had been attacked by a group of half-demons. After a fierce battle, the two were knocked to the ground, and Angela was taken away by the enemy.

They finally understood that Angela was the powerful psychic, and that after a perilous journey through hell, Angela's psychic powers, which were already on the verge of awakening, had been awakened.

This is very bad; the situation suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse.

"Damn it! Angela has been captured. She is the powerful psychic needed for the descent. The final piece of Mammon's puzzle is complete." Constantine looked annoyed. He never expected that despite all his efforts, he would still end up in a situation where he had no choice but to fight to the death.

"What! This actually happened. Damn it! I won't let these evil things get away with this. There's no time to hesitate, let's go. For humanity, for Angela."

Baling spoke righteously and eloquently, demonstrating a noble spirit that was willing to die for humanity.

"We... I don't need to, do I?" The black man at midnight didn't want to get any further involved in the mess. In fact, he had heard about this matter before, but because of his neutral stance, he had not taken any action.

Now, being threatened by Baling into handing over the chair is already his biggest concession; the biggest concession he can make is...

"Do you look down on me and think I can't protect you? Or are you on the evil side and worried that we'll find out?"

Baling glanced at Midnight, and a terrifying aura, almost reaching the pinnacle of humanity, burst forth from his body, causing Midnight to break out in a cold sweat.

"Go! I'm definitely going. Anyone who doesn't go is a dog."

At midnight, he raised his hands, indicating that he had given in.

"Sir, Master, Midnight Old Man, I'm here."

A familiar voice came from inside; Chase had arrived at the club at that moment.

“What are you doing here? Go back.” Constantine frowned.

"I'll help you. I've learned a lot from the books, and I'm very useful." Chase was eager to join the team and fight the BOSS level together.

"Alright, alright. More people mean more strength, so let Chas join us too. Stop worrying about this, we need to get going."

Baling interrupted the two's struggle and immediately promised to let Chas join the team.

In a short time, the group made some pre-battle preparations in Old Man Midnight's collection room.

During this time, Chas demonstrated the benefits of his rapid learning, not only figuring out how to use the Istalia Double Cross to transform ordinary water into holy water, but also skillfully crafting enchanted bullets.

Constantine seemed to be meeting his apprentice for the first time, and appeared quite shocked.

Only Baling knew that this kid's true form was an angel, so it was normal for him to know this. He was probably acting before, or he had sealed off his angelic memories.

……

Having made all the necessary preparations, the final battle is about to begin.

The group arrived at the hospital. The huge hospital was deserted, with no patients, doctors, or nurses in sight.

The hospital was quiet, and it seemed that no one else was there.

An unsettling atmosphere permeated the air, with the faint whispers of hellish language and the growing stench of sulfur in the space.

All of this indicates that something big is coming soon.

The half-demons gathered on the same floor, waiting to witness the completion of the birth ritual and the birth of the Son of Satan.

With this clear coordinate guide, the four of them arrived at the location without much effort.

Originally, the others planned to soak the cross in the hospital's water tank to create a favorable environment for the holy water to be exported.

This was a great idea, but Baling rejected it because it was too troublesome, requiring the division of troops and wasting time.

Because Baling had the most power and his word was law, the others had no choice but to agree.

boom!
Kicking open the door, Constantine charged forward, fearlessly surveying the half-demons present:
"Greetings, everyone. Let me introduce myself. My name is John Constantine. You have violated the balance of the world, and I am here to repatriate you."

The numerous half-demons stared at Constantine as if he were a fool.

"Are you crazy? Don't you know there are more of us than you?"

Constantine said confidently, "No matter how much garbage there is, it's still garbage. With Baling here, no matter how much you have, you're just chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning."

Having said that, Constantine raised the golden shotgun in his hand, ready to deliver a powerful punch.

"well said."

Baling laughed loudly and kicked out.

quack!
The sudden attack caught Constantine completely off guard, sending him flying several meters before he landed in the pile of demons.

Then, a dozen or so mixed-blood demons rushed forward, some taking away weapons, some controlling the body, and some kicking the demons hard.

In less than three seconds, Constantine, with a pig's head and his face covered in footprints, was dragged up by several demons.

His eyes were filled with shock, and he demanded angrily, "Damn it, why?"

Baling smiled sinisterly and said, "Sorry, I'm an undercover agent."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chase and Midnight, who were teammates, felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingled.

They quickly pulled the trigger, trying to retaliate against Baling, but suddenly a strong wind rushed towards them, and a tangible giant hand appeared instantly.

With a whoosh, a slap that was so fast it left no trace struck out, and the two were instantly sent flying like mosquitoes.

The gun in his hand was also broken by the immense force.

Similarly, less than a second after landing, Chase and Midnight were ganged up on by evil forces and given a harsh lesson.

A mole! There's a mole inside us!

The cries of anguish echoed; demons roamed the earth.

"Traitor, you will go to hell!"

Constantine looked resentful, but Baling paid no attention and instead said smugly:
"Hell, soon, this will be the new hell, hahaha..."

The demons echoed Baling's laughter, letting out the classic villainous "hehehe" laugh.

The succubi, who had spent many days together, gazed at Baling with adoring eyes. Then one of them respectfully handed over a golden spearhead—a part of the Spear of Destiny.

"Lord Gao, please keep this safe. The final ceremony later will be performed by you."

(End of this chapter)