"The Times..."

"Yesterday, Newcastle was suspected of being hit by a meteorite, with a destructive force comparable to the Tunguska explosion, resulting in no civilians surviving. The last Viscount of the Waterley family, Sir Wilbur, unfortunately died."

"The great King George IV of Britain expressed his deep condolences to the Newcastle incident and is ready to attend the ceremony in person to pray for the dead."

"This is the saddest day in the history of the Kingdom of Great Britain. Let us mourn for the dead people. May God bless these poor people."

Inside a residential house, Constantine closed the newspaper in his hand, a touch of horror remained in his eyes, with a look of horror on his face, and said: "Is there any mistake, you actually ruined an entire city?"

Lord sitting on the chair showed a strange look, leisurely picked up the tea cup by the table, took a sip and said: "It involves the battle of the gods, but only caused this degree of destruction, I I think you should be thankful."

"But even so..." Constantine still couldn't accept it. A city was erased from the map, and he wanted to have the destructive power of the atomic bomb.

"He's right, you should really feel fortunate." A black cat lay in Lord's arms and said calmly: "If that thing is really allowed to come, then it will be more than just a city that will be destroyed. , But the whole earth."

"hiss..."

Constantine took a deep breath and looked at his still intact body. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "It seems that my life is very hard, and I can survive this kind of thing."

"You don't want to know what happened after you passed out?" Lord raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"No, I don't want to know!"

Constantine waved his hand quickly and shook his head frantically, "Don't tell me, the more you know, the more dangerous it is. I don't want to be involved anymore!"

According to his experience, when it comes to God's descending level, there must be a huge conspiracy hidden behind it. It is definitely not an ordinary person like him that can participate in it.

The first trick to save your life is not to ask what you shouldn’t ask, and don’t pursue what you shouldn’t know. He can say that he is very knowledgeable about this.

is pretty self-aware...

It’s just that with Constantine’s eyesight, I’m afraid I’ve discovered a little bit of truth from the clues, so I’m so afraid.

Lord's eyes were meaningful, he smiled and didn't pierce him, and turned the topic away: "I want the person you are looking for, did you find it?"

"I found it, she was lucky."

Constantine breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately replied: "According to the magic's guidance, she should be in Edinburgh, except for her poor health, other aspects should be fine."

"That's fine..."

Lord also breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that Potts was unlikely to have an accident, he was still a little worried. Now that he knew that the person was okay, he could give Tony an explanation.

"Since the man is found, Constantine and I won't wait for you. Let's go back to the original time and space first." Black Cat said.

"Can."

Lord nodded slightly, anyway, there was only the finishing touch, and it was okay for them to go back first, so he turned around and said to Constantine: "When you go back, you can go to a grocery store called Jingling Pavilion in Queens, New York to find me. ."

"Uh...Can I not go?"

Constantine hesitated, and asked tentatively: "I think I'm still more used to being alone. Joining the corpse soul world you mentioned, I always feel a little uncomfortable."

"According to the Law of the Soul World."

Lord said with a kind smile, "Anyone who possesses the power of the **** of death without the consent of the corpse soul world will be pursued and killed by the thirteenth squad of the guardian until it is completely wiped out."

"I'm just kidding!"

Constantine trembled, and smiled on his face: "Actually, to tell you, I like the Soul World most, and my dream since childhood is to become a **** of death, the Soul World or something... . Simply the best!"

Lord took a step forward, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled: "It's okay, I'm serious. I won't see you when I go back. I will tell the Soul World that someone has taken my power of death. Please send one. The captain pursued."

"Everyone is acquaintance...Is it necessary to do so absolutely? Don't you still believe in my character?" Constantine looked down at his shoulder, and there was a ghost mark in the place where he was photographed. , And couldn't be driven away at all, and his face suddenly looked desperate.

"Ha ha......"

Lord responded with a sneer.

Believe in Constantine's character, it is better to believe in Mephisto, although neither of these two are good things, but at least the devil will abide by the contract.

"I am leaving......"

Lord waved his hand, turned and left immediately.

Constantine stared at the mark on his shoulder, and he hadn't spoken for a long time, his eyes gleaming indecisively.

"I advise you to listen to him."

The black cat leisurely walked over, jumped on his shoulders, found a comfortable position, and lay down, saying: "This matter is far from over, and you are already involved in it."

"I know......"

Constantine sighed and said, "From the beginning, I knew that once I was involved in this kind of trouble, it would be impossible to get out of it. The Soul World... should be a good choice."

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time, back to the present.

The Citibank branch located in the center of New York City. Since Tony reported a special incident, it was sealed up by S.H.I.

The secret vault of the bank at the bottom was handed over to Tony Stark to guard.

In order to ensure that Potts can return safely, Tony has arranged a total of eighteen steel armors at all costs and guarded them at the gate of the vault.

Without his permission, anyone who tried to forcibly broke in would be hit by heavy artillery fire, even S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau.

So far, except for Chief Fury, the soldiers guarded by others, including Hydra and former Chief Pierce, have no idea what happened underground.

Tony sat on the ground with no demeanor, his clothes ripped apart indiscriminately, next to him were piled up with finished coffee cups and hamburger papers, against two huge dark circles, with a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring in front of him. The bound Dao enchantment.

It has been sixty hours since Lord left. During this time, he has not slept, relying on cups of caffeine to hold on to the present.

He didn't dare to sleep...

I was afraid that as long as I closed my eyes, the crying angel trapped inside would break the seal and run out, and Potts would be dead by then!

This was the first time he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and nights for a woman, but Tony didn't think it was a problem.

Just as he was thinking wildly and trying to keep himself from falling asleep, the transparent barrier in front of him suddenly shook, and two figures walked out.

Tony was awakened abruptly, and he energetically took a look, and found that it was the little pepper Potts he had been waiting for!

"Tony!"

Potts is just an ordinary person. After experiencing this bizarre incident, Huarong was directly scared and pale. At this moment, seeing the familiar Tony, he ran over and threw himself into the man's arms, crying loudly.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, I'm here." Tony knew Potts was scared, and gently patted her on the back, softly comforting: "Don't be afraid, everything is over, I won't let you have trouble. , Potts as the saying goes: I don’t see you in one day, like three autumns, two days later, it’s probably six autumns.

A pair of dog men and women, who were deeply in love with each other, hugged each other in front of Lord, and even slobbered out during the period.

When he fought the Incomplete God, he never suffered such severe injuries...

Lord's mouth twitched. He really didn't want to look at the dog and the dog. After putting the crying angel statue together with the enchantment into the shadow space, taking advantage of their forgetful efforts, they walked away.

Jingling Pavilion.

pushed open the bell-ringed door and saw Yinmeng at a glance. He was holding a large bucket of ice cream with two white tender feet upright, sitting on the sofa watching cartoons, giggling from time to time.

"Ah~ Brother?!"

Yinmeng turned her small face white with fright, and hid the big bucket of ice cream behind her in a hurry, like a child who had done something wrong and was caught on the spot by her parents.

However, the bucket of ice cream is too big, almost as big as a small sound dream, even if it is hidden behind him, Lord can see it at a glance.

Yinmeng knew that he was wrong, stared at a pair of **** eyes, looked at Lord pitifully, and said timidly: "I'm sorry...Brother, I...I can't bear it. Live, just ate a little ice cream."

a little bit......

Lord glanced at the ice cream bucket, only one-third of the ice cream left, and the pitted spoon shape, suddenly couldn't help but let out a chuckle, and raised his hand to rub Yinmeng's head.

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