Dark Savages Come To the United States

"demon!"

A low roar filled with anger and fear resounded, and Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

After witnessing the existence of the witch heart demon, it is impossible for it to let itself leave this place.

Resist disasters, fight against demons, and spread the gospel of the Lord! That's Gabriel's job!

It is not its task to observe Constantine, but it wants to know why Constantine embarked on this path of fighting against angels and demons.

Witnessing the birth and disappearance of St. Angel, Gabriel had unnecessary curiosity about human beings.

At this time, Gabriel no longer cared about how embarrassed his posture was, and the broken wings carried the holy light to block the flames of the explosion.

The golden and red blood on the broken wings dripped onto the ground, turning into balls of holy light.

The light curtain that was about to shatter was reinfused with strength because of Gabriel's appearance, and once again stubbornly resisted the flames on the other side.

At that time, the light curtain that creaked like glass obviously couldn't resist this power for too long.

"Gabriel, that's ridiculous. Do I need the power of angels to fight demons in the end?"

Every time Constantine uttered a word, a piece of debris would fall off his body, and after he finished speaking, his body was already irreversibly deformed.

A handsome face was full of potholes, and half of his lips fell to the ground and turned into debris.

But there was a mocking smile on his broken face, maybe he was laughing at himself.

"How did human beings continue to survive under the hands of these guys?"

Melinda exclaimed, with an expression of disbelief on her entire face. The gun in his hand was gripped so tightly that his fingers turned pale.

Facing the unimaginable power, the panic from the depths of her soul was attacking Melinda's sanity.

Coulson lay on the ground with an extremely ugly look on his face.

Human beings can create greater destruction, but compared to this kind of power that can make human beings feel fear intuitively, that kind of destruction seems a bit weak.

What reason do human beings who have never personally encountered this level of power have no fear of the unknown?

"This shows that there are definitely strong people among human beings that they must be cautious about."

Recalling the incomparable strength of Bulkasso in Steve's mind, he barely maintained his calm and said so.

He had seen shells explode, and vehicles burned.

It has won one victory after another from the battlefield of artillery fire.

Not long ago, he also endured the irresistible power from Bulkelso, but he never thought that one day he would feel fear from the depths of his soul.

The power of hell is a collection of countless negative forces. When human beings face the power of hell, they will of course tremble.

Then he turned around and squatted in front of Constantine with his arms outstretched. Except for Constantine, Melinda, Coulson and Hawkeye were all protected by him.

Steve has a noble character, and he is more like a believer in the gods with infinitely magnified inner kindness.

At this time, he tried to do his best to save lives in the face of danger.

"Captain America? I thought the real you wouldn't be as noble as the one in the comics."

The cigarette on Constantine's lips fell to the ground with the drop of his jaw, and he couldn't even make a complete expression on his face.

Gabriel's roar doesn't actually change anything. Even if Gabriel regains some of his power, he's just an angel with a name.

And it's not complete.

The power it can display in the world now is somewhat inferior to that of the Witch Heart Demon.

Then the light curtain shattered in another expansion of the flames of hell.

It retreated steadily in the flames of hell through the power radiating from its whole body, until a pair of incomplete wings were completely destroyed, and charred black marks appeared on its body.

A head of neat blond hair disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were facing the flames, and were completely burned directly.

"The sacred mountain of Harrogath told me that there is an aura of acquaintance here."

A low voice sounded, as dull as a war drum beating lightly.

A rough hand stretched out from behind it, grabbing the angel's neck and throwing it back. The power of the Holy Light squeezed directly into Constantine's arms.

"Auriel's breath? Where does this come from?"

A whole violent air current shattered the flames in front of him with the questioning! A gust of wind crushed the flames into tiny sparks.

Hellboy lost the external pressure, and a pair of strong hands held the horns on his head.

With a crisp sound, those horns were snapped off abruptly by him.

In this battle between hell and humanity, humanity finally won!

At the end of the charge, Matthew fell straight to the ground. The hand ax was still tightly gripped in his hand.

His body was stained red with blood, and he was carried into the cooling magma on the ground.

He won't die, that's enough.

His shirtless and strong body finally stood in front of everyone's eyes, and a battle flag was flying behind him.

Burkesso arrives.

He looked at Constantine behind him with a serious expression, feeling the remaining power of hope.

The master of the power, Bulkelso, is no stranger to it, it is the power belonging to the Archangel of Hope Auriel!

Although Bulkelso rarely dealt with archangels other than Imprius and Tyrell, as a partner who had fought together, he couldn't mistake Auriel's power.

As the Archangel of the High Heaven, Auriel has the power not to lose to the Three Demon Gods.

Although when the Great Demon God Diablo stepped through the crystal dome, only Imprius faced it head-on.

But the Archangel of Love and Hope, Auriel, and the Archangel of Destiny and Balance, Yzorrael, are still fighting the devil in a corner invisible to everyone.

Even if Auriel is better at healing and guiding, no demon has ever dared to face her without fear.

Two ribbons of hope can break Azmodan's armor, and can calm Duriel's scourge.

At that time, the light of hope completely crushed the maggots brought by Duriel, and even smashed the throats of countless demons with ribbons.

Loving, kind and gentle, the symbol of love hidden under the blue hood! Hope Archangel Auriel!

Never one step away from the nephalem, for hope has always been with humanity from the beginning.

In the vote on the fate of mankind held by the Angris Committee, when Prius decided to exterminate all mankind, fate chose neutrality to maintain the balance, and wisdom chose to abstain from the decision.

Hope cast a crucial no.

In the end, justice won the opportunity for human beings to continue.

"Oh~"

Constantine wanted to ask subconsciously, but he could barely make a sound without his jaw and tongue.

Gabriel's body instantly became illusory, completely blending into Constantine's body.

Constantine's body, which was covered with cracks, began to heal visible to the naked eye.

"Who is Auriel?"

Constantine finished his question with astonishment.

Bulkelso ignored the astonishment of the people around him and walked towards this annoying guy.

"hope!"

Bulkelso's voice sounded like a thunderbolt in front of Constantine.

Then Bulkelso sniffed fiercely, catching the remnants of Auriel's power.

A book friend asked me why I didn't mention the debts, did I want to renege on my debt...

Not bad!

For three days so far this month, only two chapters of 4,000 words have been updated, and I remember that too.

One chapter was added for the monthly ticket due update, plus three chapters less than three days, the total owed update returned to 104 chapters.

I haven't forgotten that.

In recent days, the update quality has picked up a bit, and the self-adjustment is almost the same.

I continue the explosive journey.

Improving quality is the last word, and it is also the point I should pay attention to the most.

Then I have to increase the quantity on the premise of keeping the quality for everyone to enjoy.

The previous explosive update obviously brought about a decline in quality. I have to be responsible to all paying readers. I can't let everyone pay but the experience will decline.

Well, I will continue to code words, revise the manuscript, and try to update it!

I will do my best to live up to everyone's support.

Still the same sentence, don't wait for the update, you will have 4D when you wake up in the morning.