Chapter 118: Ancient sheepskin book

In his short career as an exorcist, Constantine has encountered many critical moments, and every time he was able to use the endless "accidents" to turn the tide, today is different, he feels that he really is going to die here.
The flames spread in the forest and became wider and wider, the air temperature rose straight, and the scope of vision was full of raging fires.
Constantine was choked by the smoke and coughed, his head was dizzy, and he began to show symptoms of dizziness.
"Is it really going to die here?"
"No, you can't die, find the black mecha, only it can save me."
Constantine searched for Luke's traces while avoiding attacks from monsters.
It’s a pity that the flames were too big to be able to find a direction at all. In a hurry, his steps slipped, and he fell to the ground. Capton seized the opportunity and stepped on his chest with one foot, and his ugly mouth full of fangs hit him. In front of him, the greed in his eyes almost turned into substance.
Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!
The slippery autumn mouse finally caught you.
The great Capton will eat you, melt your flesh and blood into my body, and dedicate your soul to the Lord of the Endless Abyss.
Shake!
Fear it!
Cunning and despicable Constantine, your fallen soul will always wander in purgatory.
boom!
A blast of energy blasted the heads of the higher and lower demons, and the flesh and blood swayed around, casting a dung-green viscous substance on Constantine's face and clothes.
In the next second, the sticky substance began to squirm, and swam back to its original position along Constantine's throat, tongue, and skin. The scene was like hundreds of thousands of slimy bugs burrowing around on him. The nausea was impossible. Describe in words.
Luke felt a cramp in his stomach, let alone the person involved.
Constantine's eyes widened, and he lay on the ground dumbfounded. The fishy and unpleasant sticky substance crawled from the tongue coating to the teeth and over the lips, squirming down the greasy skin, and stopped between his legs, as if Observing the size of the thing.
His mind froze at this moment, his body trembled uncontrollably, Constantine opened his mouth wide and screamed hysterically.
Luke shook his head.
"Poor fellow, I hope you don't have nightmares at night."
Constantine was crazy, twitching magic power desperately, he didn't care about his mouth hematemesis, black light appeared from his fingertips, the light changed rapidly, forming a powerful sealing circle.
He is going to send the choppy to the endless abyss!
At this moment, the ground vibrated, and a crack appeared under the feet of the high and inferior demon, and crimson magma surging out, then turned into a red and green magic circle covering its body.
Capton seemed to feel something, looking at Constantine in horror.
Damn Zakang, you lied to me again! You lied to me again!
It roared unwillingly, struggling with all its strength, but was powerless and could only be dragged into the magma bit by bit.
After a few seconds, the magma disappeared, the cracks closed, and the ground returned to its original state.
The monster disappeared, and it seemed that it was pulled back to by some power.
Luke was thoughtful, he was not stupid, how could he not see the problem inside, jumped off the rock, walked up to Constantine, and said in a flat tone.
"The monster has left, now it's time to talk about our business."
Constantine grunted, disdainfully,
"I never talk to shady things."
Luke raised his hand, and an energy bomb grazed his scalp, blasting a half-meter deep hole in the ground.
"Still talking now?"
Constantine: "..."
The dirty face twitched uncontrollably, his expression was startled and angry, glanced at the round hole in the ground, and immediately showed an extremely flattering smile.
"Hero, no, boss, what do you want to talk about?"
"Of course it's between us."
"I helped you and saved you again, but you chose to cheat me, making me fight with undead monsters for so long, and almost killed me, Constantine, what do you think I am now? mood."
Constantine was immediately embarrassed. Selling his teammates really didn’t make it to the stage. What’s more embarrassing was that he was approached afterwards. Fortunately, he has similar experience.
"Boss, listen to me. I really didn't mean it. Your aftermath from the battle is too strong. I can't help you at all. Even if you barely shoot, it's your hind legs. It's better to hide and cheer you on. Cheer up, don't you think?"
"That's the truth, but..."
As soon as the conversation turned, Luke suddenly laughed, "I have a problem, that is, if you have grace, you must be punished, and if you have grudges, you will be retributed. No matter how you explain it, it can't cover up the fact that you owe me a favor. I have a life, and I still owe me an explanation. Come on, how can I pay it back?"
Constantine showed an expression more ugly than crying,
"Boss, you... what do you want?"
"Of course it has to be compensated. Energy loss, mental loss, and the tragic experience of being entrapped after acting bravely, these must be compensated."
Constantine was uncomfortable, the other party obviously played tricks on himself, but he had no choice but to smile flatly.
"Otherwise, I will be your magic consultant for free, and if you encounter magic problems in the future, you can approach me and promise to complete the task."
"I don't need a magic consultant. Even if I need it, I won't find you. Your reputation is too bad."
"Then what do you want, I have no money, no one, except magic, only this life, I can't give you my life."
"That's right, all I want is your life. Give me your life, and we'll clean up."
Constantine hurriedly laughed,
"Boss, stop joking, my life is not worth a dime."
"A dime is also money."
Luke opened his palm, his palm was filled with blue light, powerful energy waved away, and the surrounding air was twisted.
Constantine, who was targeted by the muzzle, felt a stronger crisis than before, and if he dragged on, he would really be killed.
He saw that the humanoid mecha is not a superhero at all, but a cruel, cold-blooded bastard. If you want to get rid of him, you can't let go of blood. Thinking about it, he gritted his teeth.
"There is one more thing, a book that records dark magic. I stole it from an abandoned castle... No, I borrowed it. I will give you the book, and today's matter will be revealed."
"Where is the book?"
"Imperial City, in the hotel where I live."
"well!"
Luke grabbed his clothes, rose into the air, and flew towards the Imperial City.
Ten minutes later, in a humble hotel room on the western outskirts of the Imperial City, Luke threw the trembling Constantine to the ground.
"If you dare to lie, I will blow you and the entire hotel into ruins."
Constantine gave Luke a frustrated look, walked slowly to the cabinet, and took out an ancient book made of sheepskin from the suitcase.
"This is the book!"
Luke did not answer, but ordered,
"Open it~EbookFREE.me~turn it page by page!"
coward!
Constantine cursed mentally, and as Luke ordered, he flipped through the sheepskin book page by page to make sure that he didn't make any tricks in it.
Confirming that there is no hidden magic in the sheepskin book, Luke received his hand and turned to the page that recorded the summoning demon circle, comparing the picture above with the magic circle appearing at the feet of the monster.
"Ava, how?"
"The line on the right has been modified, and the rest is exactly the same."
"It seems that the book is real."
Luke collected the books and turned to leave.
Constantine let out a sigh of relief, ignoring the dust on his body, turned his head back on the bed, remembering his previous experience of suffocation, and cursed fiercely.
"Damn humanoid mecha, wait, there is no limit to me, the owner of the book will find you sooner or later, and it will see how you beg me."