It feels so good, it always feels so good, using other people's power to cast spells has already penetrated into John's bones. This guy has never known how to use his own.

If you borrow too much, this sentence will appear, [There are thousands of demons in hell, and John alone will offend half of them]

In essence, he is indeed not a bad person. As long as he encounters devils, he will send them back home regardless of whether they are lost or not. However, what makes him notorious is that this guy was born with the aura of the Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil.

It’s okay to bring the Lonely Star of Heavenly Evil. The key is that this person can also suck the luck of the people around you. As long as you are with him, you are guaranteed to die a good death.

And what's even weirder is that, whether it's a person or a devil, he can suck away the opponent's luck. Angels who are close to him are in bad luck, and so are the devils who are close to him.

Roger saw that Akang had always avoided him. The weirdness about this guy was so scary. Moreover, he could use a mortal body to cause trouble everywhere and still be alive and kicking. He was really a talent.

"You should call me John Constantine."

"Okay, A'Kang, you're welcome, A'Kang, by the way, for the sake of getting acquainted with each other, can you give me the scarab? It's useless for you to ask for it anyway."

John took out a cigarette from his pocket, stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers between his index fingers, lit it with a flame, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

"I have lung cancer, and nothing can cure it, because it's not ordinary lung cancer, it's also mixed with a lot of complicated curses. A single curse is nothing, but there are thousands of them intertwined with each other, and there is no solution-"

"So I have to use other methods. I heard that scarabs can travel through space and time. I want to use it to go to other worlds to find out if there is a cure. I'm sorry, it's life-threatening, so I can't give it to you."

Roger's face darkened, "Who are you kidding? You will die? Even if all the angels and devils die, you may not die."

"It seems there is no other way. We are just friends. If possible, I really don't want to fight with you. After all, you look too much like Keanu."

John looked disdainful, "Returning friends? I don't know who just took out a shotgun and pointed it at me. He was a troll."

"Hey, what's a shotgun? I'll give you some more exciting fireworks." Roger chuckled and took out his favorite hot weapon from behind, a 3600-rpm Gatling.

Looking at the six-round gun barrel that turned on the electric shock switch and slowly rotated, John couldn't help but break into a cold sweat. This guy was so cruel.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

The metal storm instantly tore apart everything on the scene crazily. John raised one hand, and a thick black mist appeared in front of him, blocking thousands of bullets. However, this was also because Roger did not use his full strength.

Otherwise, with Gatling enchantment, a large number of evil spirit bullets can be fired through, and the opponent's black mist can be torn into pieces.

John held a pocket watch in his other hand and muttered something. In an instant, several six-pointed star summoning arrays appeared on the ground, and more than a dozen powerful hell creatures came out. They were so ugly that they didn't know what they were called.

These summoned creatures drooled when they arrived in the human world. They looked around to see if there were any delicious humans. They took a look at John. He saw a thick black mist on the other person's body, smelling like an evil god, which was not easy to mess with. Then his eyes changed.

Staring at Roger.

"Hmph! A bunch of stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs." Roger glanced disdainfully, possessed by evil spirit fire, and as soon as the flames in his body bubbled up, those hell creatures immediately sensed that this person was not easy to mess with.

The flames made them tremble with fear, and immediately the beasts gathered and the birds dispersed, fleeing in all directions. Anyway, there were many people around to eat.

Roger was happy, "It seems that the cannon fodder you summoned is not very good, Akang."

John smiled and muttered the spell again. The hell creature that had just escaped not far turned to look at Roger with red eyes. It was obvious that he had controlled it with the spell, and then roared and ran towards him.

Come.

"You take your time and play, I have something to leave beforehand." After saying that, John rubbed oil on his soles and planned to run away.

Who are you looking down on? Roger took out his shotgun and enchanted it, because the Gatling bullets were too brutal, they could be shot all at once, and they also consumed too much power.

Boom!

After firing a few shots at will, the hell creature that was hit immediately wailed and rolled on the ground, but it could not extinguish the flames in its body.

Just as A'kang had taken a few steps, several waves of powerful black magic attacks attacked him, covering his front, back, left and right. A'kang, who was possessed by an evil ghost, did not resist forcefully, and still jumped according to his cautious character.

Got up and hid.

It's those dark wizards. They didn't get the scarab during the day, and now they're here again.

Just when John jumped up and couldn't use his strength in mid-air, a white figure descended from the sky under the moonlight, cut off John's hand, and then took away the scarab.

"Moonlight Knight?" Roger, who had just dealt with a few hellish soldiers, just came over and saw this scene.

"Oh, are you the puppet messenger of Kong Su in Cairo?" John picked up the palms on the ground with a look of disdain, and then connected them together. The thick fog quickly reconnected his hands, and the previous scars could not be seen.

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There is a reason why John despises the other party. Both Roger and him borrowed power from others without repaying it. Moon Knight is Kong Su's puppet. He is just a wage earner. He can't even control the borrowed power. He is not a puppet but a puppet.

What.

"This does not belong to you. I am warning you, it is best to leave Cairo." After saying this, Moonlight Knight turned around, opened the big cloak behind him and turned it into wings, and flew into the sky.

Others would definitely not agree. In an instant, Akang shot out a black magic, and a thick fog shot directly into the sky.

The hidden black wizards also started to attack from a distance, and Roger even took out an RPG and fired one at Moon Knight.

The attack range was so large that Moon Knight was unable to dodge and was hit by Roger's rocket automatic tracking.

Moon Knight, who had just finished loading the pen, was immediately knocked down. After he came down, another bunch of focused fire attacks hit him. This time, Moon Knight Mark learned a lesson and quickly threw the scarab away.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! For a moment, everyone was staring at the scarab, and all the forces slowly walked out of the darkness.

A group of blond vampires, a group of dark wizards, and a few werewolves with no long-range abilities.

The most powerful among them are the Ghost Rider Roger, the great magician John Constantine, and the messenger of Kong Su, Moon Knight.

These three people are all immortal, and they are also the three most powerful people.

"Ahem, I have a suggestion. How about the three of us work together to send them all away first and then decide who owns the scarab?" Roger asked tentatively.

John smiled decadently and nodded: "That's a good idea."

Moonlight Knight Mark also nodded: "I agree."

Just when the three of them nodded in agreement, John suddenly raised his hand, and a huge magic circle appeared on the ground. Thick smoke appeared inside the scene, with a strong smell of sulfur. The smoke came from hell and could not be blown away by the wind.

Blow it away, and ordinary magic cannot dispel it. When he summoned the thick smoke from hell as a smoke bomb, he rushed towards the scarab.

Moon Knight Mark threw hundreds of half-moon-shaped darts with both hands, aiming directly at Roger and John. It was obvious that he looked down on other miscellaneous fish at all.

Coincidentally, the other two people thought so, and Roger directly activated the projection spell, scattering the location of the scarabs, and threw scarabs all over the sky.

"Wochao, you two don't have martial ethics."

"Fake, how come you can even fake a scarab?"

"You two bastards, don't steal my things. This belongs to the Moon God Kongsu."

The densely packed scarabs on the ground make it difficult for people to tell the real ones from the fake ones, but just because others can't see them doesn't mean they can't.

The dense fog of hell was summoned by John. Roger was sure that he was the person least affected by his vision in the black fog, and the Moon Knight himself was Kong Su's lackey. The scarab was Kong Su's thing, so there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be able to sense it.

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Roger simply added fire, taking an extra RPG and blasting it into the middle, blowing away the dense scarabs in the field.

"Ah, I got the scarab."

"I grabbed it too, haha."

"Is this all fake??"

Looking at the golden scarabs flying all over the sky, no one can tell the truth from the fake. Loki's advanced projection spell, a ten thousand year spell, is not just a lie.

In the thick fog, they couldn't see clearly what was going on around them, and in the thick fog, the three protagonists were fighting.

The scarab was finally identified by Moonlight Knight, who told him that it belonged to Kongsu, and after he picked up the scarab, attacks came one after another.

John summoned a kind of vine from hell, which wrapped around his legs. Roger took out a shotgun and fired a few rounds at him.

The indiscriminate darts released by Moon Knight only hurt the people around them, but could not hurt John and Roger.

The black fog could not affect Roger and John's vision. The two looked at each other and nodded tacitly to deal with each other first.

Just when they were about to beat up Moon Knight, there was the sound of intensive running around. Roger squinted and saw that densely packed hell creatures were running towards them.

He turned to look at John and said, "Akang, are those the ones you summoned?"

John also looked confused, took a look and said: "That is the hell dog of the underworld, a thing of the Egyptian gods. I did not summon it."

"It was summoned by Arthur -" the voice of Moon Knight Mark came from the side, "He wanted to catch everyone in one go, and then release Amit to destroy the world."

"Cooperate with me to fight against him and prevent him from breaking Amit's seal. Afterwards, the scarab will be yours, or whatever else you want."

As a result, what they got in exchange was a pair of blank looks. John and Roger couldn't be moved by a blank check at all.

Amidst the huge rumble of footsteps, a bunch of underworld creatures invisible to the human eye swarmed in, similar to the dogs Roger encountered when he first took on the bodyguard mission.

They have rough skin and thick flesh, invisible to ordinary people, and have extremely strong vitality, but this time there are a lot of them.

The people fishing in troubled waters no longer cared about the scarab and ran for their lives, while the three people at the back used their own magical powers.

John summoned hell creatures and some vines to block the tide of beasts.

Roger no longer hid his strength, he took out the Gatling, Enchantment, and Hellfire bullets and shot them all away.

In the chaos, Moon Knight Mark ran away without knowing when.

Diwu~diwu

The sirens sounded one after another. They had been fighting for too long, which attracted the attention of the officials. The police and special police were dispatched.

The first to retreat was a group of vampires. Under the leadership of the blond vampire, they took a few scarabs that were not known to be real or fake and flew into the sky.

And a group of dark wizards also harvested a few scarabs that they didn't know were real or fake and ran away, leaving behind a few werewolves who were like Erha. They were greedy and were still collecting scarabs, but they were overwhelmed by those underworld puppies.
To be continued...