Chapter 104: Lucifer

Chapter 104: Lucifer

The black cero!

In the deep and dark darkness condensed at the tip of Lod's finger, it was filled with an ominous feeling that made Gabriel's heart palpitate.

If Nemu was still here, she would definitely be able to recognize him.

This was no longer the ordinary cero, but the [Black cero] that only the great hollow of the Vasto Lorde level could use!

It is the rank of 'Espada'. After resurreccion, the power used is far beyond the ultimate move of ordinary cero. Because of the huge destructive power, it was forbidden to use under the cover of Las Noches!

Even though she was the highest ranked Archangel, she did not have the confidence to protect this body that carried her will completely.

Moreover, according to Gabriel's initial estimate, the aftermath of the explosion was enough to destroy dozens of streets nearby. All tangible and intangible substances would be vaporized!

Gabriel's head was stepped on by Lod's foot. She was helpless and angry, but in the end, she could only close his eyes, looking as if she had completely given up.

So what if she did not give up?

The will and power that this body could bear was already on the verge of collapse. It was like a mirror covered in cracks, and it could shatter at any time!

No matter if she chose to continue or give up, this body would collapse because it carried too much of the power of angels.

The outcome... had long been decided.

Her plan had failed!

She had neither guided humans to the right path nor the judgment of the apocalypse.

"I... have lost."

Gabriel seemed to have accepted her fate. Even though there were tens of millions of reasons for her defeat, it could not correct the fact that she had already lost!

A dignified Angel of Judgement had actually lost to a human!

If the other three Archangels knew about this, she would probably be ridiculed and unable to raise her head in the future.

However.

Seeing that 'Black cero' was about to condense,

Just as Gabriel and his surroundings were destroyed, that terrifying and vast energy suddenly collapsed and disappeared!

Kacha!

Immediately after, a clear sound that was like porcelain shattering rang out.

There was a trace of astonishment in Gabriel's eyes as he saw a clear crack appear on the mask that covered Lod's face!

That incident was like a rope on a gallows, constantly wrapping around his neck like a nightmare, reminding him of what kind of sins he had committed because of his pride and conceit!

The heavy sins pierced him like a sharp tip of sword, turning into hellfire to burn his soul!

In the past ten years, he had always tried to numb his brain nerves with alcohol and cigarettes, transforming into a divine detective that constantly wandered the boundaries of hell, mechanically expelling demons one after another, as if doing this could atone for the mistakes he had made!

But in fact, he knew very well in his heart that this could not atone for his sins!

On the contrary, this kind of reckless exorcism behavior made the sins he bore heavier!

He had had enough of these days!

The man named John Constantine only wanted to save the little girl he used to be!

Even if he did this... it would make him pay the price of his life!

The blood marks on his wrist after being cut by the glass fragments continued to flow out with bright red blood that slowly spread around along the smooth tiles.

"Hurry up... hurry up..."

Constantine's eyes lost focus as he mechanically repeated a word.

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The entire corridor was extremely quiet, and Constantine could even clearly hear the sound of the watch moving.

Again and again.

Every time the second hand made a sound, it symbolized the gradual passage of his life.

But what was strange was that.

Although he had always been afraid of death, after he truly mustered up the courage to commit suicide, his heart was instead filled with indescribable peace, as if he had finally been freed.

The pointer on the dial suddenly stopped!

It was as if all things in the world had stopped at this moment.

Pitter-patter...

Black sticky substance dripped down from the ceiling, and a pair of feet covered in black liquid first entered Constantine's line of sight.

Then, a middle-aged man dressed in a white suit waved his limbs strangely, as if he was dancing an inexplicable dance, slowly falling down from the sky.

The man had an evil smile on his face, and his feet were wrapped in black sticky and rotten matter. He walked slowly towards Constantine, and his mouth was constantly sighing.