282. Constantine.

282. Constantine.

The door to the basement was pushed open, and led by Kara, the group rushed in all at once.

"Alex! Are you—uh..."

The sound of the mirrors shattering had been sharp and jarring. Even for normal people, it was enough to make their hearts skip a beat, let alone this group of superpowered heroes who were already on edge. They knew Alex wasn't playing around—he was seriously summoning the demons of the Seven Deadly Sins.

So, when they heard the sound, everyone instinctively rushed in, worried that Alex might have encountered trouble during the summoning. Although Kara trusted Alex, this was still an unfamiliar universe, so it was impossible to be completely at ease. However, when they saw the scene inside the basement, they all stopped in their tracks.

The floor was covered in a gel-like substance that reeked of sulfur. The burning candles had melted together under intense heat, while sinister fog swirled in the room. Shattered mirror fragments littered the ground, glowing with an eerie light.

And in the midst of it all, Alex was floating in the air, black magical energy swirling around him. If someone who didn't know any better walked in, they might actually believe that the summoning ritual had succeeded. After all, Alex's current appearance really did resemble a cultist possessed by a demon.

"...What is this?"

Kara opened her mouth, her finger hovering in the air, unsure of what to point at. She looked around the chaotic room and sighed.

"...Did it work?"

Cough, cough.

Alex awkwardly landed on the floor. Looking around at the mess, he replied with a bit of frustration.

"Looks like summoning demons isn't as easy as it sounds. I think it might be because I didn't have a proper sacrifice. Maybe next time I can consult some experienced local sorcerers."

"You better not mess with our nerves like that again at such a critical moment. I haven't had a good night's sleep in three days," Kate said, rolling her eyes and turning to leave once she saw that no real disaster had occurred.

Barbara, on the other hand, looked at Alex and offered some genuine advice. "Summoning demons is a sacred ritual in its own way. Every step must be precise. Constantine has a lot of experience in this area."

In a tavern located in this now-demon-occupied land, the sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out.

"Bollocks!" (Constantine's catchphrase, a British slang curse)

Constantine stood at the bar, staring irritably at the whiskey selection, which was almost depleted.

"Where's my Scotch? This stuff is utterly tasteless. Damn it. If I ever find the owner of this place, I'm going to have a serious chat with them about the future of this pub. Hiccup. Or maybe her."

Grabbing a bottle of whiskey that looked half-decent, Constantine tipped it back and took a large swig. But clearly, he wasn't satisfied with this bottle either. After only a couple of sips, he tossed the bottle aside.

The sharp sound of glass breaking echoed through the tavern!

The bottle shattered outside the bar, sending whiskey and shards of glass flying, landing near the feet of a demon who had been soundly sleeping at the bar.

"Hey! Etrigan, did you drink my last bottle of whiskey!?" Constantine, now swaying on his feet, leaned against the bar and finally turned his attention to the demon.

Etrigan, clearly accustomed to Constantine's antics, didn't bother responding. He didn't speak, just shifted into a more comfortable position and returned to his sleep.

"Ah, you're ignoring me, huh? Very funny. Well then, guess I'll just enjoy this bottle all by myself."

Loosening his tie, Constantine paid no mind to Etrigan's reaction and was quickly distracted by the whiskey he had spotted under the bar. Just then, the tavern door slowly creaked open. The wooden door scraped against the ground, producing an unbearably harsh sound that shattered the silence of the tavern and interrupted Constantine's solo amusement.

Chugging down the rest of the bottle of whiskey, Constantine groggily looked towards the tavern entrance. Through his blurry vision, he could just make out two figures—one tall and one short.

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