frightfiction Chapter 464 Give mercy to this soul
Chapter 464 Give mercy to this soul
Curse of Cain!
The asylum bestowed by God on Cain was originally just an illusory legend, but later, during the reign of the Holy See, a cardinal who betrayed the faith found this part of relevant documents and finally perfected this dark magic.
Before his death, the cardinal used this evil curse spell to perish with dozens of Templar knights. Later, "Cain's Curse" was listed as a taboo until Constantine got it by accident.
The most frightening thing about Cain's Curse is that it ignores any defenses. As long as it attacks the caster who carved the spell, it will definitely suffer five times the damage rebounded by the caster.
But at the same time......
The more powerful the effect of the spell, the greater the side effects and restrictions. Cain's curse is no exception. Once the curse formula is successfully constructed, both the caster and the receiver must suffer five times the damage!
However, Cain's curse is essentially a spell that ends together, so basically all casters don't care about this so-called side effect.
This is even more so for Constantine, who is actually a desperate gambler even though he is joking and joking on weekdays and looks like a cynical prodigal son!
There are innocent souls in the river of dead souls, as his life storage, even if he needs to bear 360 times the retaliation, but he always believes in himself, and he will definitely survive it!
perish together?
No... a perfect scam!
In fact, he had known for a long time that he could not be Wilbur's opponent, so he deliberately used words to provoke this guy, and let him use all kinds of cruel methods to kill him again and again.
Since you want to play, play bigger!
The weight of a full 72 lives, after five times the increase, is 360 times the damage. He didn't believe that Wilbur could survive this way!
At this moment, let the wailing turn into singing!
"Ahhh-"
"Ahhhh!!!"
Wilbur's eyes widened in horror, and he realized that his strong muscles and bones were being torn off bit by bit by some invisible force, and all the cells in his body were screaming hysterically. .
It was a pain that couldn't be described in words. Even the most cruel punishment in the world couldn't describe what happened. All the injuries suffered before had now exploded at once!
Compared to this kind of pain and torture, even punishments such as Ling Chi's piercing seemed a little insignificant, as gentle as a breeze.
But this is just the beginning!
The power of the curse passes through the body and directly acts on the soul level. The thousands of tortures the body has borne are less than one-thousandth of the soul level. The stone mill was ground into fine powder.
boom! ! !
A large amount of blood rushed out, and the bodies of the two people were completely turned into fleshy mud, which was sprayed out by the explosion from the inside out, covering all the corners of tens of meters nearby, sticky and greasy flesh, flowing down along the cracks.
Even the holy and noble Seraph, who was imprisoned in the cultivation tank, seemed to be deeply shocked by this tragic scene. That beautiful sleeping face couldn't help frowning slightly .
"Ha ha ha ha......"
"I...I survived!"
A pool of disgusting sticky minced meat suddenly let out a horrifying laugh.
Immediately afterwards, countless silk threads stretched out from that disgusting pile of meat paste, which hooked up with each other and squirmed slowly towards the central area, gradually converging into a fuzzy human shape, and the appearance became more and more complete.
After a while, a person stood up again.
Then, through the cracks in the roof of the factory, a faint moonlight cast down, and the appearance of the man was fully presented, it was Wilbur Whateley!
"What a horrible guy..."
There was still a lingering fear on Wilbur's face, as if he hadn't recovered from the pain just now, his pupils twitched and trembled slightly, he took a few breaths, and gritted his teeth: "How dare you use this method to plan to die with me? I underestimate you, John Constantine!"
Just now, it was really a close call!
When I think about it now, it still feels very close. If it hadn’t been careful and used to leaving a way out, on the way before coming here, it cut off a part of the brain tissue in advance and hid it in the cracks in the factory. He was really killed by Constantine!
But now...
The corners of Wilbur's lips curled up slightly, and a curve appeared on his face. It was the final winner!
The substitute summoned by the river of dead souls has been exhausted, and the long river of blood has disappeared. It is obvious that the guy did not hold on, and finally died of his own curse.
"Bye now......"
Wilbur let out a heavy breath, and said slowly: "Although I have always wanted to kill you, one thing that cannot be denied is that you are indeed a ruthless person, whether it is towards yourself or against the enemy."
For such a dangerous enemy, it still has a trace of respect in its heart. After all, not everyone can show the courage to die together.
"I won!!!"
Wilbur turned to look at the training tank, his smile gradually became arrogant, and the arc stretched to near the base of the ears, revealing a full mouth of neat white teeth.
There is no longer anyone who can threaten the sleeping Seraph. It only needs to wait quietly for the moment when Seraph falls, and then occupy this powerful body to become a truly eternal god!
hula-la-
But before Wilbur was happy for a few seconds, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind his head, accompanied by rapid and dense footsteps, breaking the empty and quiet atmosphere of the factory.
One more person?
Wilbur was startled, and hurriedly looked back to see who it was. A dazzling light suddenly bloomed in front of its eyes!
The originally pitch-black environment was suddenly illuminated by this dazzling light. Wilbur suddenly felt a sting in his eyes, and he couldn't see clearly what was ahead.
Although the line of sight was blocked by the strong light, for Wilbur, it could only make it a little unprepared, and it didn't cause much impact.
Relying on the excellent functional response of his body, Wilbur quickly responded, and stepped back directly to increase the distance, and fought back after his eyes adapted to the strong light.
But the man was already prepared, took out a golden nail, and drove it into Wilbur's heart.
A sacred restraining force poured into Wilbur's body through the golden nail, instantly sealing his limbs and actions.
At this time, Wilbur's blurred vision finally returned to normal, but when he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't help showing a look of shock: "Kang...Konstantin...you This guy is still alive?!"
"Surprise? You bastard!"
Constantine twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a ferocious smile, turned over and rode on Wilbur's body, pressed his head with one hand, and said with a grin, "I crawled back from hell and came here specifically to seek revenge on you!"
"Damn it!"
Wilbur was furious instantly, his facial muscles twisted and ferocious, and he roared crazily at the man riding on him: "I was fooled by you again, you bloody bastard!"
"It seems that the person who gave you the power didn't tell you." Constantine leaned down and pressed it to Wilbur's ear, saying word by word: "Then let me tell you, remember the thousand years Don't... trust Constantine!"
"You bastard!"
"Do you think you can trap me?"
"Don't even think about it! I'm a god!"
Blood surged all over Wilbur's body, and his unceasing ferocious aura hit the surrounding ground like a tsunami. The nail in his heart was also crumbling at this moment, as if it would be forced out at any moment.
"too late......"
Constantine stood up slowly, put one hand on Wilbur's face, took out the Bible with the other hand, grinned and said: "You are not the first to be deceived by me, and you will definitely not be the last. Then Come down is my special gift...heaven package, enjoy it, bastard!"
"Announce!
Our division kills, our division lives;
What I hurt, I heal.
What can't be surpassed is my palm, and what can't be escaped is my eyes.
Make it shattered, the disabled, the old, I will recall.
Entrust me, teach me, obey me.
At the moment of rest, never forget the song, never forget to pray, never forget me.
With my lightness, remove all burdens.
Rest in my hands, anointed and branded for your sins.
Eternal destiny is given by death, forgiveness is now, and I swear by my flesh.
Kyrieeleison "give mercy to this soul"! "