Bang——
The bathtub shattered instantly, the water inside exploding and splashing onto the floor and ceiling.
Constantine clapped his hands as if accustomed to it and asked, "How was it? Did you see Hell?"
But only silence answered him.
Angela's eyes were tightly closed, her skin ice-cold, and her chest wasn't rising or falling. She looked like a sleeping beauty.
"Angela?"
Constantine frowned, realizing something was wrong.
Normally, after escaping from Hell, the soul would find it difficult to bear and adapt, resulting in a burning pain. But Angela didn't say a word, which meant her endurance couldn't be superhuman.
"Wake up, Angela!"
Constantine crouched down, calling out and shaking Angela, but she was as heavy as a corpse, causing a bad feeling to rise in his heart.
"Crap, something's wrong!" Constantine thought, flipping open Angela's eyelids to see a pair of unfocused, pale, and eerie pupils.
No breath!
No heartbeat!
And... no soul!
After Constantine carefully examined her, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
Whether from a physiological or a mystical point of view, Angela was undoubtedly dead!
A near-death experience had become a real death experience!
"No, no, no, no..."
Constantine panicked a little, drawing a cross on Angela's chest with both hands, then shouting loudly, "Please, come back, Angela!"
The next second.
Angela suddenly opened her eyes, the area around her eyes covered in horrifying veins, her pale pupils staring straight at Constantine.
'Angela' didn't bend her knees, but stood straight up from the ground like a tumbler, staring at Constantine at almost zero distance, with those hideous pupils, surrounded by bulging veins, staring straight at him!
Whoosh!
Constantine's scalp went numb, and every hair on his body stood on end!
'Angela' smiled strangely, then pushed out with both hands.
Constantine felt a sharp pain in his chest, followed by an immense force, as if he had been hit by a car, sending him flying backward uncontrollably, slamming hard against the wall.
Bang!
The wallpaper on the wall was shaken loose, causing the crystal chandelier on the ceiling to shake violently.
"S·H·I·T!"
That wasn't a light hit. Constantine felt like his internal organs had been displaced.
"Con...stan...tine..."
'Angela' hung on the ceiling like a spider, ignoring gravity, and twisted her head 180 degrees, behaving in a completely inhuman way!
Newton's coffin lid couldn't be held down anymore.
As an experienced old exorcist, Constantine could tell at a glance that Angela's body had been possessed by a demon!
He called Angela, but instead summoned a possessing demon!
Constantine was extremely upset, glaring at 'Angela' and questioning, "Listen up, possessing demon inside, who are you? State your name!"
"Hee... hee hee..."
The veins on 'Angela's' face writhed as if they were alive, and the corners of her mouth stretched into an extreme arc, revealing a strange smile.
"Okay!"
Seeing this, Constantine decisively understood, "Looks like you don't plan to say, but it doesn't matter, I can't be bothered to know anyway."
"Roar——"
The possessing demon stomped on the ceiling,
letting out a piercing scream, and charged towards Constantine!
"Just in time."
Constantine smirked, first dodging the pounce, then taking advantage of the demon's momentary imbalance to sit on top of her!
Relying on his own weight to barely hold the possessing demon down, Constantine placed his right thumb on Angela's brow, then chanted:
"In the name of the great Creator!"
"By the Holy Cross, I command you!"
"By the Hexagram, I command you!"
"By the True Words of All Realms, I command you!"
"I hereby order you to leave this place immediately!"
Boom!
An invisible force suddenly surged, turning into a raging and howling wind!
In the darkness, it seemed as if an invisible force was pulling the demon out of 'Angela's' body, causing Angela to let out a painful scream, her body convulsing uncontrollably, arching into a huge arc, her pale pupils staring at him with resentment.
"Ahhhhh——Constantine!!!"
Constantine was expressionless, unmoved as he pressed on 'Angela's' forehead, bit his left index finger and pressed it on top, continuing to chant:
"By the blood of humans, quickly retreat!"
"Break the bonds of the devil!"
"Lord, save us!"
Bang!!!
All the glass in the room shattered, and the ground shattered as if it had been struck by something heavy!
'Angela's' screams stopped abruptly, then her body stopped moving, and her pale pupils disappeared.
Constantine sat on the ground, reached out and wiped the sweat from his face, and said with some relief, "Fortunately, the possession time was short, and the power hadn't grown stronger yet, otherwise I would have been unlucky tonight."
The power of a possessing demon increases with the length of the possession, and this demon had only just possessed her, so it was easily expelled.
But that doesn't mean things are resolved.
Constantine's brow was still furrowed, because Angela's soul hadn't returned and was still trapped in Hell!
A soul trapped in Hell is no small matter.
Once Angela stays in Hell for too long, there can only be two outcomes.
Either the soul is completely corrupted into a ghost by the influence of Hell; or it will be eaten by the demons in Hell!
Just then, a familiar voice sounded.
"Need some help?"
Constantine was slightly stunned, because the voice sounded somewhat familiar.
Following the sound, Constantine saw the man he had met in the bar earlier, holding the cute little loli, looking at him playfully.
"It's you?" Constantine said in shock, "How did you get out? Didn't Midnight cause you trouble?"
"Naturally, we walked out." Rhodes smiled slightly, and then said: "As for Midnight, he no longer exists."
"You came... surely not specifically to get revenge on me, right?"
Constantine hesitated and asked cautiously, after all, he had unhesitatingly sold them out in the bar earlier.
"No." Rhodes shook his head, then said with a smile: "I'm here to help you."
"Help? What can you do to help me?" Constantine frowned and asked.
"I can help you save her." Rhodes raised his hand and pointed to Angela lying on the ground, saying calmly.
"...Are you kidding me? Her soul is trapped in Hell, how are you going to save her?" Constantine's face was full of disbelief, wondering if you could run to Hell and bring Angela's soul back?
Rhodes pursed his lips, outlining a faint smile, and said, "That's what I mean, go to Hell and bring her soul back."