All Gods: I Became a God by Loading Templates

This is a sacred light.

The light, almost tangible, shone on the hellish minions hiding in the darkness.

Just like an invisible flame.

It was instantly reduced to ashes.

Constantine kept waving the light source in his hand.

In just a few breaths, the hellish minions were burned to the ground, leaving only two or three that frantically flapped their wings and fled in disarray.

"Who says devils can only stay in hell? Hmm?"

Constantine shook his hand, flicking the crumbs off.

"Looks like I'll have to contact that lecherous guy."

Constantine patted the business card in his coat pocket.

"yue~"

A sound of vomiting came from behind me.

The lingering smell of these demons after they've been killed isn't something to be easily accepted.

Constantine glanced back. "Don't worry, it's always like this the first time."

That's the smell of sulfur.

You'll get used to it eventually.

As he spoke, he took out a cigarette, lit one, and began to puff away.

"Sulfur?" As a believer, Angela naturally knew about it.

The Bible records that hell is made of sulfur.

Therefore, where the devil appears, there will be a lingering evil smell.

That is, the smell of sulfur, which was considered a sign of the arrival of the devil.

"What are those things?" Angela asked incredulously.

What happened today has shattered the atheistic beliefs that have been painstakingly built up over the years.

"A cursed carrion-eating monster."

"No, impossible!" Angela vehemently denied.

Constantine shrugged, exhaled a puff of smoke, and said, "Believe it or not."

And I don't believe they're coming for me.

The day before yesterday, I encountered a demon that attacked me on the street.

He told me not to meddle in other people's business.

There's also that lecherous pastor who's talking nonsense.

I'm starting to believe your sister didn't commit suicide.

“Isabella?” Angela said with absolute certainty, “Absolutely not!”

"Alright, let's confirm that then!"

"Let's see if she's actually in hell," Constantine said with a laugh.

Angela: "What do you need me to do?"

Constantine reached out his hand.

Do you have a phone? I need to contact a guy.

"Also, we need a quiet place."

Angela wiped away her tears. "Then let's go to my house!"

He then walked towards his car.

He rummaged through his bag and handed Constantine a large, thick telephone.

At the same time, he asked curiously, "Who did you contact?"

Judging from your tone, it seems you don't get along with him.

Constantine didn't deny it; he took out his business card, dialed the number, and admitted it.

"A peer, and also a competitor."

At the same time, this guy's character isn't very good.

I think if you met him, you would hate him too.

As they were talking, a very impatient voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello~ You salespeople are really dedicated."

They can call late at night.

Aren't you afraid of my complaint?

"It's me, Constantine!"

Lin Bei exclaimed excitedly, "Hoo-ha! It seems our J-ni is in trouble."

“It’s John! You lecher!” Constantine corrected him. “Are you still loitering outside the midnight bar?”

Lin Bei was very unhappy when this was mentioned, saying, "That's right! That bastard Balthazar is a coward who has shrunk his head."

They've been hiding inside!

They won't come out at all!

"Oh, really? I also dislike that bastard Balthazar, but there's something more important to do right now."

Could you come over?

“Of course. Here’s the address.” Lin Bei stood up and glanced at the deserted street. “But it’ll probably be a bit late; it’s hard to get a taxi at this time.”

Constantine glanced at Angela from the other end.

Angela whispered, "Furnished apartment on Heim Avenue, 1307B."

Constantine repeated into the phone, "Furnished apartment, 1307B."

Lin Bei looked around. "I've already heard you, you don't need to repeat it. But this address looks familiar."

Is it near Heim Avenue?

Damn, this is for tomorrow.

I couldn't resist!

Chapter 15 High EQ: Face Blindness; Low EQ: You're Not Famous

Chapter Fifteen: High Emotional Intelligence: Face Blindness; Low Emotional Intelligence: You're Not Famous

Furnished apartment, 1307B entrance.

Lin Bei leaned against the wall, watching Constantine and Angela appear in his field of vision.

"It was you!"

Angela crossed her arms and looked at Lin Bei.

Constantine glanced at Lin Bei, who had an awkward smile on his face, then looked back at Angela. "You two know each other?"

Lin Bei shrugged. "I do know him."

Lin Bei was also somewhat surprised.

I met Angela two years ago.

After all, this is an old movie, and the female lead's face is not as distinctive as the Ancient One's.

Moreover, there are at least a thousand, if not ten thousand, people named Angela or Angie.

Who would have thought that this woman would actually be the female lead?

Angela said coldly, "You were right before, this guy really is a lecher, a scumbag."

"Ahem~ Let's talk about something serious~" Lin Bei said awkwardly.

“Angie, you wouldn’t want your sister to be trapped in hell, would you?”

Only after mentioning her younger sister did Angela let Lin Bei go and open the door to go inside.

We entered the house.

This apartment is small, only about forty square meters.

Lin Bei sat on the sofa, stroking the black cat in his hand.

"Dakko, do you still recognize me?"

"Dakko?" Constantine looked at the cat in Lin Bei's arms with a puzzled expression.

"Isn't this a great name? I came up with it," Lin Bei replied.

"A cat that calls ducks???"

At this moment, Angela came out carrying a basin and warned Lin Bei, "Put down my sister's cat!"

"Okay~ I won't touch it then." Lin Bei let go of his hands.

However, Dako was surprised that this human was playing a game with her, and she took the initiative instead.

"This has nothing to do with me. It did it on its own initiative."

Angela glared at Lin Bei fiercely, then her tone towards Constantine wasn't very friendly either.

"Here's what you wanted!"

Constantine reluctantly accepted it, glancing back at Lin Bei.

'I've been struck by lightning!'