Marvel – Immortal Path

The black humor is that as the Interstellar war is approaching, the people on Earth are still trying to maintain a peaceful life.

Noisy, frantic music that seems to smash the eardrum reverberates in the room. Fashionably dressed red men and green women are shaking and twisting their bodies in psychedelic light, and the air is filled Hormonal restlessness.

To sum up, this is a nightclub.

History has proved countless times that people facing tremendous pressure for survival will embrace cultural products without hesitation and use them as a spiritual pillar to overcome difficulties.

Whether it’s religion, opera, radio, novels, movies, TV shows, and even today’s video games, they are all a kind of "mental placebo",

Just like above In the 1930s, the American film industry thrived in the terrible environment of the Great Depression.

At the moment when extraterrestrial civilization is likely to invade at any time, the entertainment industry such as nightclubs has not shrunk, but gained For further development,

The attitude towards life in a timely manner, like a certain infectious disease, began to spread. Not only the middle age Youngsters in their teens and twenties who should be positive and optimistic have also become depressed.

The flag-raising of the propaganda departments of various countries can only slightly slow down this momentum-the people have always been accustomed to voting with their feet.

If the governments of various countries did not resort to measures to strengthen public security, I am afraid that consumption places like nightclubs would be even more chaotic and chaotic.

Different from the people in the field who want to vent their pressure, a certain warlock named Constantine is sitting in a dark corner of the nightclub, leaning on the bar, drinking a bottle weakly and already running. Stuck beer.

He still wore the iconic long yellow windbreaker, with a shallow layer of sparse azure stubble, which could not hide the wrinkles on his chin.

With those deep dark circles and messy hair like a chicken coop, it is no problem to say that Constantine is a vagrant.

The mysticism Chief-In-Charge of the academy city, since being remodeled by Li Ang, he has gone further and further on the road of inhumanity.

His The skeletons of the limbs have been replaced with more efficient steel hydraulic systems, and the muscles have been replaced with extremely high-strength composite materials.

With the further development of the summon demon plan, even the original can be considered " The internal organs of people are replaced by more efficient evil Demonic Artifact officers.

The current Constantine, rather than a human being, is more like a pieced together monster like Frankenstein's creation.

He silently tasted the taste of the beer in Earth Grade, and felt the sweetness and bitterness of the lingering tongue. The regenerative medicine department led by Dr. Strange is the world’s first in science and technology, especially in After learning from the medical technology of Chitauri and Asgard, it has been possible to carry out all kinds of incredible experiments.

And the reason Constantine looks gloomy is not because he is disgusted by the own artificial body (the second-rate warlock is a complete pragmatist, plus no discipline),

It's not because his fate like a lonely star broke out again that day, and some relatives and friends died (backing on the mountain of Academy City, the hell demons who hang on again can only sigh with excitement, unable to retaliate against Constantine) .

The reason is very simple. Constantine’s Hell Demon analysis plan has some deviations.

The former motorcycle stunt rider, Jonathan Blazer, who is now Ghost Rider, has not been arrested by the squad led by Constantine, and still fled outside.

Ghost Rider is a human being who has traded with hell demons. He has mastered the most advanced evil power and can be regarded as a passage between the world and hell.

As long as you catch Ghost Rider and conduct an in-depth analysis based on the hell fire he possesses, you will be able to figure out the nature of the evil forces of hell and add a trace of winning rate to the Earth coalition.

More importantly, Constantine, one of the mystic Chief-In-Charge of the academy city, believes that the less positive mental state of the Terrans nowadays is related to the enchantment of hell demons—— If this guess is correct, then it is even more important to find the upper echelons of Hell Demon through Ghost Rider as early as possible.

Thinking about this, Constantine picked up the dry beer glass in his hand, drank it, scribbled his lips with his cuff, and scanned the nightclub with those haggard eyes.

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The men and women who dance to the beat of the music, no matter how glamorous they look, they can't hide their hollow and numb heart.

Soul Power "evaporates" from people's bodies, as if there are countless masses of ashes, slowly emerging from the heads of the crowd, forming a cloud of mist, lingering over the nightclub, and finally condensing into one The strands of rope spread to the second floor of the nightclub.

Even without psychic consciousness, Constantine could feel the atmosphere of decadence and depravity pervading this place, as well as the trace of familiarity behind the depravity.

Exclusive to the taste of hell demons.

There is a demon who is taking the nightclub as his home, sucking the corrupt souls of those red men and green women.

And Constantine’s Quest is to find the demon, interrogate him, and find the Ghost Rider news from the demon.

Constantin put a crumpled dollar bill under the beer quilt and slowly buckled it on the table, just as he was about to imitate the messy pace of a drunk person and set off toward the place where the ash smoke was. , A voice stopped him from behind.

"Don't rush to go now."

Li Ang in casual clothes is no different from those youngsters who just finished heartbeat dancing at night, said with a smile , "Let’s stay here, the visitor to that devil is not just you."

"Your Excellency Li Ang?"

Constantin was a little surprised, and he was haunting him. All of the decadent qualities of his were temporarily missing, "Uh...sorry, did you come to inspect it?

I thought you wouldn’t be interested in such a simple thing.. .."

"Easy?"

Li Ang raised his eyebrows, waved his palm, and transferred a bottle of wine from the bar far away and held it in his hand. He unfastened the bottle cap gently, took a few sips, and said: "If it were that simple, I wouldn't be here.

Everything has its inner connection, this Behind ordinary nightclubs, there may also be a clue hidden, a clue that may determine the outcome of this cosmic war."

Constantin was silent for a moment and boldly started playing said with a smile: "forgive me to speak bluntly, Li Ang, you are getting more and more..."

"God stick?"

Li Ang smiled and pressed the glass On the table, “I’ve never been a genius, I’m just able to analyze the traces on the surface of things and find their inner connections.

Now, let’s go upstairs and find the poor one. The devil."