DC: Reborn Zod, I Will Make Krypton Great Again! Chapter 126 126: Preparing to Fight Heaven and Hell for Some

Because Zod had previously concealed his Qi, and at this mont the demon's attention was entirely on Constantine, he did not notice anything unusual around Zod.

He followed Constantine closely, rushing towards Zod.

A chilling sound emanated: "Exorcist, you can't escape!"

Constantine hid behind Zod, leaning against his back and saying, "Mr. Zod, I don't think you would stand by and watch die!"

Watching this scene, Zod felt no surprise. Although the Constantine before him differed from the traditional image in other worlds, his essence was not far off.

He was still very skilled at the tactic of shifting bla.

However, he didn't care about this, because he wanted to experience what it was like to contend with Heaven and Hell for a Soul in this world.

Seeing Zod motionless, the demon prepared to kill him as well.

"Human, let's go to Hell together!"

Along with the demon's hideous voice, a foul stench assailed him, causing Zod to frown involuntarily.

"What a disgusting sll!"

The mont Zod's words fell, the demon seed to see sothing incredibly terrifying. Its entire body instantly transford into a swarm of insects, preparing to flee.

But at this mont, he found himself completely unable to move, and even his Soul was confined by a powerful force.

The next mont, wisps of golden flas erged from the insects, directly incinerating them into ash.

"Ah!"

A shrill scream, piercing to the Soul, ca, causing Constantine to cover his ears in pain.

He felt a sense of horror at what was happening before his eyes.

He could clearly perceive that the demon was not rely banished back to Hell, but truly dead, a complete Death where even its Soul had dissipated.

"Golden flas, without a trace of Hell's Qi, and it even seems sowhat similar to the power of the legendary Sacred Artifact, the Key of Heaven."

"Could it be that this guy isn't a demon at all, but has a connection with Heaven?"

At this mont, Constantine beca even more confused about Zod's identity.

"No need to guess, I have no relation to Heaven whatsoever."

Upon hearing this, Constantine asked with surprise, "You can read my thoughts?"

"Is that such an astonishing ability? If I told you that I could instantly read the thoughts of everyone on Earth if I wanted to, would you believe ?"

Looking at Zod's calm expression, Constantine really wanted to say he didn't believe him, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Then he spoke with a solemn expression: "You are not an alien, but a god, right?"

"That depends on your definition of a god!"

Seeing that Zod did not directly refute him, Constantine felt as if he had glimpsed a corner of Zod's identity.

So he pressed on, "Can you please tell , is there still a possibility for my redemption?"

Upon hearing this, Zod retorted, "Why do you ask this question? Don't you want your Soul to ascend to Heaven after Death? If your faith wavers, Heaven will certainly reject you."

"Haven't you heard? I devoutly worship, pray, and diligently exorcise demons, solely for my Soul to rest in peace after Death. But all of this is just a joke in the eyes of the archangel."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The more Constantine spoke, the more agitated he beca, then he couldn't help but burst into a fit of violent coughing, as if he were trying to cough out his lungs.

Zod was sowhat surprised by his words. Constantine really seed to have been hit quite hard by Gabriel's words.

However, this was good news for him.

Seeing this, Zod gently pointed at him, and a wisp of magic power entered his body. After circulating once, it instantly resolved the stagnant illness within him.

Although Zod could completely cure him, it was not yet ti.

"Whew!"

Constantine felt his lungs hadn't been so light in a long ti; even his breathing beca incredibly effortless.

At this mont, his gaze towards Zod held a hint of gratitude, but more so, confusion: "You cured my lung cancer, why?"

"No, I rely temporarily resolved the illness within your body, allowing you to live a few more years."

Hearing this, Constantine did not feel disappointed; instead, a special glimr of hope ignited within him.

"So, you can completely cure , right?"

"Indeed, for , this is just a trivial matter!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of eagerness appeared on Constantine's face: "Then what do I need to give in return, my Soul?"

"Stop with your little sches. Haven't I told you that I know everything you think?"

The mont his words left his mouth, Zod imdiately exposed his little sche.

"Sorry, it's a habit!"

"Is that so? That's not a good habit."

A slightly embarrassed Constantine was about to pull out a cigarette and light it again, but then he rembered his situation and stopped.

At this mont, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It seems I'll need to change my habits in the future!"

From Zod, he saw hope for curing his lung cancer. Whatever Zod's ultimate motive, Constantine didn't care.

Anyway, he had already promised his Soul to Satan, so what else was there to fear?

Therefore, before that, he really needed to live well, and live longer.

Just as he was about to say sothing more, he looked up and found that Zod had already disappeared from his sight.

Just as he was about to turn around, a voice simultaneously reached his ear: "That's enough for today. As for the deal to completely cure you, we'll discuss it next ti."

"Friendly reminder, your trouble is coming. If you want to seek help, you can silently recite my na in your heart."

Listening to these words, Constantine silently committed them to mory.

Thinking of the pure-blood demon that had just attacked him, he understood in his heart that sothing even more terrifying was about to happen!

And to inquire about such news, one person could provide help: Papa Midnite.

Just as he was about to leave, he noticed his sidekick, Chas Krar, jogging towards him.

Watching him approach, Constantine frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the car?"

"John, I know where you're going, Papa Midnite's Bar. That's a mysterious place, and Papa Midnite is a living legend. Can I co with you?"

Without the mood for idle chatter, Constantine directly said, "Okay, bringing you along is certainly no problem, but whether you can get in depends on your own ability!"

Having said that, Constantine walked straight ahead.

After leaving, Zod began to search for the Spear of Longinus, said to have pierced Jesus.

He wanted to see what miraculous properties this Sacred Artifact, stained with divine blood, possessed.

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