American Horror Story: A Tale of Terror from Silent Hill

Chapter 210 Stillness
"John!" No matter how he called out at midnight, John Constantine did not respond.

He wasn't tired or asleep; he was dead.

When a person's life comes to an end, they will die.

The soul can go to hell or to heaven.

Constantine died young before he could comprehend the great love, and based on his early suicide attempt, he would be sentenced to hell.

Satan, the king of hell, even declared that he would personally collect Constantine's soul when he died.

This is the time for it to be fulfilled.

Tick ​​tock!

The second hand on Constantine's wristwatch suddenly stopped.

he came.

Time seemed to stand still, and everything came to a standstill.

Even Baling and Gabriel, who fought in the sky to turn night into day, suddenly remained motionless.

Everything, everything that wasn't qualified to delve into this level, anything that hadn't touched that realm, was frozen in time.

Unless someone is willing to exert their power to bring him to his senses.

"Who used time to freeze!" His body remained motionless, but Baling's mind was still working. He had already touched upon that higher realm, although only a little bit, but it was the beginning of a qualitative change.

This was enough to allow him to maintain his thoughts during this sudden freeze in time.

According to Yibaling's speculation, someone with such power must be an extremely powerful being.

the other side.

Constantine's blank eyes suddenly understood when he saw his own body vomiting blood and lying on the ground.

It turns out he collapsed before he could accomplish something great.

But why did he feel that everything around him was so quiet, and he couldn't hear the sounds of battle clashing in the sky that were more terrifying than the loudest thunder?

Hello, John.

While he was pondering, a sudden voice interrupted his thoughts, and he quickly understood.

he came.

Before Constantine stood a middle-aged man in a crisp white suit, of ordinary appearance, who greeted him with a hint of pleasure in his eyes.

The one who came was Satan.

The fallen angel Lucifer, now Satan, the king of Hell, has come to collect Constantine's soul.

"They came so fast, couldn't we have waited a little longer?" John Constantine wished he could live a little longer, but it was too late.

However, the clever man came up with another good idea.

A method with a higher probability of success than he had during his lifetime.

"If we agreed on 'first time,' then it has to be 'first time.' Not even a second later." Satan smiled, and with his white suit, he didn't look like the fierce and terrifying King of Hell at all; instead, he looked like a kind uncle.

Then, Satan continued, "You know what? I've prepared a paradise for you, right here in Hell. You'll have a good time soon."

"So nice to me?"

"necessary."

“Then I must report back. Lucifer, do you know your son is here?” Constantine suddenly brought up another matter.

"Come on in, take a look around, it's perfectly normal," Satan said dismissively.

"You're in the deep pit behind you, impaled by the spear of fate. He says he wants to create a new hell and become the new king of hell," Constantine continued, revealing more. And this made Satan stop smiling.

As soon as he arrived, he sensed something was amiss, but it was normal for demons to cause trouble on Earth, and it wasn't something to be particularly concerned about.

However, if it's his son Mammon, then there's a problem.

"Your father isn't even dead yet, and you're already in such a hurry to usurp the throne."

This is no ordinary son; we must strike hard.

Satan turned back and looked into the bottomless pit. Sure enough, his son had indeed come to earth in his true form, with the spear of fate still nailed to his chest.

"What a good son of mine! So disobedient, so naughty." Satan's eyes were gloomy, and it was clear that Mammon would soon be ruined.

At that moment, Mammon, who was struggling on the ground, was holding his head up. His previously still face suddenly came to life, and he met his father's gaze.

In an instant, Mammon's heart and lungs stopped.

What's going on? Why...? My father has come, but I know nothing about it and can't even move my body!

Before he could figure it out, his father drew the seven-dragon belt from his waist and, without saying a word, lashed him over a thousand times.

The whip was used until Mammon lost his mind. Finally, the whip wrapped around Mammon's neck, swung him up violently, and then slammed him to the ground, sending him straight to hell.

Mammon, out!
"Mammon's behind-the-scenes partner is the angel Gabriel, who is still flying in the sky."

Seeing the remarkable results, Constantine immediately said a few more words.

Satan took a step forward, his figure vanished instantly, and when he reappeared, he was already ten thousand meters above the ground.

At this moment, half of the sky is bright like daytime, while the other half is a riot of colors.

The white one is Gabriel. She has been forced to grow a second pair of wings, which is all she can use now. Above that, she will become a six-winged angel.

She didn't dare use it, partly because she was afraid it would be too powerful and she wouldn't be able to control it, and partly because she was afraid that God wouldn't approve of what she had done and would take back all His power.

However, even with this form, Gabriel couldn't capture Baling for a long time.

She remained unaware until Satan came.

"Oh ho! It's Baling, I remember you. From the day you left hell, I've been hoping your soul would fall back into hell. Unfortunately, after you left, you never thought of coming back."

Satan spoke as if he had known Baling for a long time.

Baling: “…”

Satan: "Although you chose Heaven, I still have to say that Hell welcomes you. I know your first experience here wasn't good, so I specially built a unique, super-duper huge Hell amusement park for you, based on your experience. It's a hundred times bigger than John's theme park."

Baling: “…”

Satan: "Isn't that very sincere! I'm so happy, I can't wait to go have some fun with you right now!"

Baling: "I... won't... go... to the kill order... you..."

Satan: "I miss you so much that I can't wait sometimes, but you handle it so well and develop so well!"

Baling: "That's because I... am strong enough to hold on."

Satan: "Hehehe! Well done, youth is great. And you're quite bold, daring to swallow any power! You even dare to blaspheme the power of God! You've got my style. Why don't you become my son? Think about it."

Baling: "What do you mean by blasphemy? I accepted the power of the Lord and borrowed it to save the world and destroy evil! Besides, there is only God as the sun in my heart, and loyalty is my medal."

At this moment, Baling's voice became even more fluent.

He has touched the power of God.

Satan shook his head regretfully, then his expression changed, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Hehe! I love your hypocritical look. I'll be waiting for you in Hell. Remember to come visit often when you have time."

(End of this chapter)