Chapter 92: The Advent Ceremony Begin

Chapter 92: The Advent Ceremony Begin

The hospital hall was a mess.

The last mixed-blood demon was burned to ashes by the holy fire.

Huchi... Huchi...

Constantine's limbs were weak. He leaned against the wall and slowly sat on the ground. His messy blonde hair and white shirt were soaked with sweat.

Although the battle just now had only been a few minutes, the amount of physical strength he had accumulated had almost reached his limit.

But now, there was no time for him to rest!

He felt that in the last door leading to the hospital pool, there was a huge magical energy being activated. It was the advent ceremony of Mammon!

"Sure enough, in the end, I was the only one who saved the world." There was determination in Constantine's eyes. He supported himself with his hands on his knees and leaned against the wall, rubbing against it bit by bit.

Finally, Constantine stood up with great difficulty.

He took out the last bottle of holy water from the pocket of his windbreaker with his trembling hands.

This was his personal habit. He would always prepare some small tools in the pockets of his windbreaker. He would never use them unless he was at the end of his rope. It could be considered his last resort.

The holy water in the bottle was specially made by his old friend, Beeman. In addition to being used to weaken the power of the demon, drinking it directly could restore a small part of the injury and physical strength, which was one of his favorite exorcism tools. Visit novelbin(.)com for latest novels

However, this was the last bottle!

.

"Goodbye, Beeman, my old friend."

Constantine looked a little sad. Then, he unscrewed the external cover with his hand and drank the holy water in one gulp.

A ton of water ---

As the cold holy water flowed down his throat, he felt a warm feeling in his body. It spread all over his limbs and bones, and he couldn't help but moan comfortably.

The holy water fell in time like sweet rain, nourishing the dry land in his body.

His exhausted physical strength, as well as his internal organs that were faintly hurting from the impact, were now bursting with vitality under the effect of the holy water!

...

Bang!

The last door to the pool was kicked open. After Constantine strode in, his eyes were immediately attracted by the woman floating in the middle of the pool.

"Angela"

"In the name of the Holy Father, the Holy Son, and the Holy Spirit, I order you to go back to hell!" Seeing that the exorcism spell was effective, Constantine's face was filled with joy as he continued to chant faster.

"Ah ---"

"Ah ---"

"Ah ---"

Strange cries rose and fell, echoing in the empty pool.

With the two of them up and down, their actions were slightly ambiguous. If outsiders saw them, they might think that they were playing some kind of fun activity.

"Are you playing with me?"

Constantine's face was ugly. Even the dullest person should be able to react now. The exorcism curse was useless against Mammon.

"How is it, Constantine? Is my voice very similar? Are you having fun?" Angela stared at him with her pale pupils. The corner of her mouth pulled up to her ear in an exaggerated manner, revealing an extremely evil smile.

Boom!

A powerful shock wave exploded from Angela's body, sweeping through the entire room.

However, Constantine was so close to him that he could not dodge in time. He was hit heavily on the ceiling by the shock wave and then fell to the ground with a bang!

"Puff!"

Constantine spat out a mouthful of blood. He felt that all the bones in his body were about to break.

Angela slowly stood up and sneered, "How does it feel to be in despair, Constantine?"

Constantine coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth, and the anger in his eyes seemed to spurt out. He roared in a low voice that was close to gnashing his teeth.

He had roughly guessed why his exorcism curse had no effect on her, because this body had been blessed by the high-level holy angel, so Mammon in Angela's body could ignore the exorcism curse!

"Hahaha..."

Angela's smile became more and more arrogant, "I already said that you can't expel me, Constantine!"

"Then, what about me?"

A cold voice suddenly came, and Mammon and Constantine's expressions changed.

One was pleasantly surprised, and the other was unpleasantly surprised. Two different eyes looked at the source of the voice at the same time.

Under the dark night and bright moonlight, Lod, who was dressed in a black tyrant outfit, slowly fell from the broken skylight above his head and threw something in his hand to the door.

"Oh..."

It was a ferocious monster head, rolling on the smooth floor of the pool like a ball.