Melinda took out a tissue and wiped her hands, then threw the folder in her hand directly towards the Soul Eater!

“I started resigning today, and I told that black-hearted bastard more than a month in advance!”

Melinda strode out of the elevator and walked directly towards Nick Fury's office.

  She believed that Nick Fury would not know anything about what was going on here, and an explanation was her most simple idea.

However, Nick Fury was also confused.

 How this guy appeared in SHIELD, he had no idea.

 Not even S.H.I.E.L.D.’s alarm sounded.

But all this is thanks to Colson.

 Soul Eater doesn't have much sense.

Countless souls are biting each other in his body.

 Johnny Blaze's soul enjoys a higher status as the master of the body, but it is also suppressed by those souls and the will of the Soul Eater.

Soul Eaters will now act according to their body's instincts.

For example, the breath of the hell king named Mephisto.

When Danny and Nadja were shrouded in the secret realm of Harrogath, the only one he could follow was S.H.I.E.L.D.

Helping Hellboy complete the resurrection surgery, according to SHIELD and Nick Fury’s character, how could he not leave some materials for himself to use for research?

Greetings still leads to bad consequences, and it can be said that it is your own fault.

 Coupled with the power of Lord Skyhammer that Coulson left in Melinda’s body, this accident makes sense!

Melinda has no way of discovering the mysterious side of power.

Perhaps Constantine noticed it, but his tone was not so serious when helping others.

"ha!"

 Rumlow let out a war cry!

Huge sound echoed in the SHIELD building.

 A relatively sealed space will make the sound louder!

The Hammer of the Ancestors in Rumlow's hand dissipated and regenerated again!

 The successive hammers of the ancestors were jokingly called the century-old kowtow hammer fighting method by Bulqessor.

 But this is very effective when the barbarian is not strong enough and needs to explode!

 As long as you have enough anger!

 “Dang!”

 Another collision!

 The collision of huge forces caused the blinding curse on Ghost Rider to be dispelled!

This skeleton stood up holding the Soul Eater, the flames on his body competing with Rumlow's fury!

 “Hey man, maybe you’ll like this feeling!”

Constantine laughed teasingly and shook the cloth in his hand in the direction of Ghost Rider!

 In an instant, the strip of cloth turned into a spear made of holy flames!

The shape is very similar to Solarion, but it doesn't have the blazing high temperature that can burn everything.

"Angels and demons are unreliable. I know that humans can only rely on themselves."

Constantine looked at the scorch marks on his hands and muttered silently.

 Then he glanced at the body of his ex-boyfriend lying on the ground, with a cruel smile on his lips.

 It is not a pity that the scumbag dies.

 The same was true for Constantine himself.

 But humans should not die in the hands of those demons!

Constantine smiled, took out a cigarette, then stretched out his arm, lit the cigarette with the high temperature of the spear, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath.

 “Now, this place is no longer a confined space~”

He made a sound like stretching, and pressed his finger on the back end of the spear with a smile!

This sacred flame spear moved!

 Huh~huh~

 From stationary to high speed, the spear flew out as if it didn’t need to accelerate!

  Rumlow raised his hands for the third time!

 The third Hammer of the Ancestors!

 The shadow of Mokot appeared behind him, holding the giant Wu Mercy with one hand!

 The hammer directly broke through the ceiling, revealing a horrified Nick Fury on the ceiling and Clara and Amy hiding behind Doctor Who.

The four people and the dog all looked at the Ghost Rider on the other side and the holy flame spear that looked like a ray of light!

 Anderson's own strength is so strong that he can kill a Lord Skyhammer.

 But this is what Constantine added!

Courage catalyzed by the remains of fear will make you even more violent and desperate!

Constantine’s hand holding the cigarette began to smell of meat, and then turned black.

The power of fear is pure strength for Constantine, who is not afraid, but for courage, it is a mortal enemy!

 “What is the greatness of human beings? Courage? No, no, no, it is to live!”

Constantine laughed wildly.

 The cigarette butt cut a line of fire in mid-air, like a shooting star, and fell down along with his arm.

The moment his blackened arm fell to the ground and turned into pieces, the spear pierced the Ghost Rider's eye socket!

 The curse of blindness caused by the power of fear has been dispelled, but the power of fear is still wrapped around the skull's head!

 Courage becomes hysterical in the face of greater fear!

 The holy flame breaks out!

 At this time, Rumlow’s third hammer of ancestors fell!

Morcott's shadow seemed to glance at Constantine, who was laughing wildly, and his merciless anger became more condensed!

 Lumlow's body became weak in an instant.

 This hammer is no longer something he has control over!

“Barbarians, that’s what I’m looking for.”

 Doctor Who's eyes were serious and he put away his cheerfulness.

 Looking at the battle taking place, he took a deep breath.

“There are always people who will fearlessly launch challenges. What can’t be shaken by time or fate other than will?”

Doctor Who said with a smile on his face.

It’s not like he has never seen gods before.

 But gods will also fall and be burned.

 However, among the powers that burn the gods, the most common ones are courage and fear.

 Then there is wisdom and knowledge.

 The things needed to shake the gods are always inseparable from these.

Doctor Who’s wisdom is very high, but not to the point that others cannot understand it, but what he relies on is not wisdom, but knowledge.

 The convenience brought by wisdom, or the origin of wisdom.

 Knowledge will always come in handy.

 This is something Doctor Who is proud of.

 As the being with the largest reserve of knowledge in the world, he has the power to fight against the gods.

 The Time Lords are just a race, an alternative species of immortality.

 The power of time is controlled by them not because of blood and instinct, but because of the accumulation of knowledge.

 “xia!”

 Rumlow let out a hoarse roar.

Sharp as the roar of a wounded animal!
To be continued...