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His expression piqued Dane's curiosity.

"Look at your expression...~ What's wrong?"

Constantine seemed a little embarrassed to speak, but Dane knew he was just pretending.

Sure enough, after hesitating for a while, Constantine finally said it.

"Boss, I owe a debt."

How fresh! Dane looked at him oddly.

Isn't it common for you to be in debt? What's so strange about this?

He lost interest instantly and lowered his head to continue reading Kandak's intelligence.

Seeing that he didn't care at all, Constantine immediately became anxious: "Boss, you must help me with this!"

Now Dane really felt it was a bit strange. With Constantine's ability, there was actually a debt that he couldn't deny?

He immediately realized that Constantine probably owed a debt to the magical world.

Sure enough, this time Constantine no longer concealed the truth and spoke directly:

"I owed a big man... a big favor. I asked him to do me a favor..."

Constantine tells Dane everything that has happened to him recently.

As the magical advisor to the Justice League, Constantine is one of the rare members of the League who chooses not to conceal his identity.

Because he needed to accept some commissions to earn money for cigarettes and alcohol, and he also needed money when he bravely rushed for his second brother's happiness from time to time.

And no publicity could be more powerful than being a member of the Justice League.

So as a recently famous Hell Detective, he received a special commission.

"A girl named Angela recently came to me and asked me to investigate her sister's suicide."

"You still care about this kind of thing?" Dane was surprised.

Constantine explained:

"Angela suspected that her sister had gotten involved in something unclean because she was a devout believer, and according to doctrine, suicide is not allowed in heaven."

When he said this, Dane suddenly realized that this was the story of the movie version of "Constantine"!

He glanced at Constantine and said, "Your dignity is far inferior to that person's."

Constantine felt that his eyes were a little strange, but he continued to narrate:

"I did find something while investigating this matter, Gabriel, you know what?"

Of course Dane knew, the angels in the Bible!

"She's in Los Angeles! She planned all this!"

"This seems unlikely?" Although he had read this story in his previous life, Dane, who was no longer a novice in magic, still wanted to ask for clarification.

"Angels and demons alike find it difficult to appear in person on earth. This is an iron rule."

Constantine took a puff of his cigarette before saying, "You're right, unless Gabriel finds a way around this iron rule."

Dane's face darkened. "She found a recipient in the human world?"

Demons can come to the human world through some means, and angels certainly have similar methods.

That is to find a pure and pious virgin and let her voluntarily dedicate herself to allow the angel to possess her body.

Although most of the angel's power will be sealed in this way, it still has enough strength to destroy most demons.

And what about the virgin who consecrated herself? Her soul will enter heaven and return to the arms of the Lord.

From a human perspective, this behavior looks like murder in every way, and to be honest, it is not sacred at all.

However, the relationship between the Holy Virgin and the Angel was one of willing combat and Dane was too lazy to pay attention to them.

Constantine confirmed Dane's guess: "So you can imagine that my magic doesn't work against an angel."

He specializes in black magic, and his magic level has improved a lot recently due to the abundance of spellcasting materials.

But no matter what, he can't beat a real angel!

Even though Gabriel had sealed most of her power, she could still control Constantine like a toy.

"In the end, I had no other choice but to borrow some power from a certain being in Hell..."

At this point, Constantine looked regretful.

Dane's heart moved, and he remembered the plot in the movie. He asked tentatively: "Did you find Lucifer?"

Constantine looked at him in surprise: "How do you know?"

Dane was speechless. Why did you have to ask this boss for help when there were so many others to ask for it?

What if you try to fleece the Three Palace Demon?

"I did ask Lucifer for help, but you weren't there when I looked for you..."

Dane had a subtle expression. He was on Oa at the time, maybe even chatting with Miss Death. How could he have time to care about a rough old man like you?

"Lucifer responded to my request." Constantine's tone darkened when he said this.

"He easily defeated Gabriel, ripped off her wings, and reduced her to a mortal."

His tone was heavy with sorrow: "But as the price for helping me, he will take my soul!"

Ah, this...but your soul does not belong to you.

Dane scratched his head.

Constantine's tone suddenly became cheerful: "But guess what? Lucifer can't even get my soul, hehe..."

The subject suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth: "He said he couldn't have my soul, he said I had already sold it!"

"Boss, can you tell me who I sold my soul to?"

Dane slowly took out the contract signed by Constantine from his inventory. The cover was burned by the flames, revealing the parchment inside the white paper.

He said slowly, "Of course you sold it to me. Your soul has been mine since you signed this contract. Even Lucifer can't take it away!"

His suspicions were confirmed. Constantine's hands were shaking like a Parkinson's patient. He pointed at Dane and couldn't say a word.

I, John Constantine, have been in the underworld for many years and have never failed to cheat people.

Today, I fell into the hands of you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes!

"Don't look at me like that. I'm doing this for your own good."

Constantine pointed at himself in disbelief. "For my own good?"

He had an M-word and an F-word he wanted to combine, and a lot of S-words he wanted to blurt out.

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But he knew in his heart that his soul and finances were in someone else's hands, so he could only follow his heart.

"Your soul is safer in my hands than in your own, for you are so fond of writing bad checks to others."

Although he treated the other party as a tool, Dane prided himself on being a good boss who cared about his subordinates. He patiently explained:

"There are many benefits to leaving your soul with me. First of all, you will no longer encounter misfortune when using black magic."

After hearing what he said, Constantine suddenly realized that... it seemed that it was true!

The bad luck he encountered when casting spells was almost gone, but the incident with Lucifer made him realize that misfortunes were not absent, but accumulated to a greater extent.

However, Dane quickly said, "Of course, the most important thing is that if there really is a persistent creditor for those empty promises you made to others, he won't be looking for you."

Constantine was thoughtful when he heard this.

"That Lucifer you summoned, I suspect he was originally coming for me!"

That night, after 21 p.m., Dane teleported to Los Angeles.

As soon as he arrived here, he was noticed by the spirit of Los Angeles.

So when Dane turned around, he found that the Los Angeles Spirit had changed his skin and was standing there waiting for him.

"Angelis."

The city spirit transformed into a high school girl with a gyaru look.

"See you again, are you doing well?"

Dane nodded and casually exchanged pleasantries: "Not bad. Saving the world, making a little money, life is fulfilling."

Angeles rolled her eyes, walked over, and put her arm around Dane's.

"Have you found the city you were looking for?" She was referring to the Spirit of Kandak.

Dane shook his head: "She seems a little shy and is deliberately avoiding me."

He entered the void world in Kandak several times and almost caught the spirit of Kandak, but she slipped away every time.

But it doesn't matter, he has patience. At worst, he can wait until Kandak is completely in his hands and then wait and see. Recently, the International Gang seems to be unable to hold on.

What a joke! Can you be a match for Umbrella in terms of industrial capacity?

Angeles looked in the direction Dane was heading, his eyes flashing: "Are you going to the bar?"

"I heard there's a new bar opened here recently, so I came here to check it out."

Angeles quietly grabbed his arm and reminded him:

"There are so many better bars in Los Angeles, we don't have to go there."

But while she was trying to persuade Dane implicitly, he had already taken Angeles into the bar called "Lux".

Then I heard Dane say meaningfully:

"It's common in ordinary bars, but a bar opened by Lucifer Morningstar is naturally different. What's more, he has already invited me. It would be rude not to come, don't you think?"

Inside the bar, a short but handsome man with golden hair turned around.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, the new god of death..."

"Mr. Dane Davis and."

Chapter 119 I didn’t know I could be so awesome

Lucifer did not call Dane Shazam, the most common title on the market, but the God of Death.

Sure enough, was it his contact with "death" that attracted the other party's attention?

Dane smiled and stepped forward to shake his hand: "I am deeply honored, Your Excellency Lucifer."

With God's perspective, Dane can see more truth than Constantine.

In Constantine's eyes, Lucifer's power was too great for him to see through the true nature of this lord of hell.

But Dane can. The gift of life gives him the ability to see through the essence of other people's souls, including Lucifer's.

He said with regret: "It turns out that you are just an avatar..."

Of course he would feel regretful, unlike the Endless Family.

The Endless Family can also appear in countless parallel universes or other multiverses at the same time like other gods, but those are not clones, they are real entities.

But below the Endless Family, starting from God, there has been no great god who can descend in person.

Restricted by the "rules", these great gods either create clones to descend into the world, or cut themselves in half to weaken their strength before descending into the world again.

Lucifer is both.

As the second most powerful person in DC after God, if he wants to exist in the human world, it is not enough to just create a clone, he also has to cut himself.

So at this time Lucifer is a clone, and he has lost his wings.

But Lucifer himself didn't care. He had lived for too long and was no longer at the stage of pursuing power.

"Whether I'm a clone or not, I'm still me, unique."

He asked Mezkin to pour a drink for Dane and asked him to sit down. Angeles was tactful enough to sit far away and not participate.

She is not qualified.

Dane took a sip from the goblet and asked in surprise, "80-year-old Janneau Armagnac?"