Martin Variety in American Comics

"The great Lord created the fate of love and brought you together here."

The old priest who was pushed out temporarily was very old. He had to pause every time he said half a sentence to catch his breath before continuing.

"With the glory given to me, I am here to declare that the contract is about to be established as your witness. Are there any objections among the visiting guests? If so, please raise them now!"

"I object!"

Bang!

Martin rode on the hoof shadow, knocked open the stained glass of the old church, and rushed directly into the wedding scene. The tires of the motorcycle also flattened a layer of the marble floor.

Constantine began to grab Martin's waist and barely kept his balance on the back seat of the motorcycle.

When Martin turned the throttle and rushed into the church, he made a big turn.

He had nowhere to grab and was thrown out directly. He rolled on the ground for several circles and stopped after hitting the pillar.

"Can you still breathe?"

Martin stared at the newlyweds in front of him and called Constantine.

"Still alive!"

Constantine raised a thumb, waved his head, threw the yellow windbreaker out, stood firm with his legs first, and then released his hands.

Martin heard Constantine's voice full of energy, and knew that he was not injured at all. He no longer distracted to look at him, but stared at the newlyweds.

The princess was a typical blonde with blue eyes and white skin, wearing a white long dress, which gave people a very pure feeling.

And the object of the princess's price, that is, the black guy, was not bad looking. Although his skin was dark, he did not have the protruding mouth and buck teeth in the traditional stereotype. He had an upright posture and a suit, giving people an elite feeling.

"Who are you? We have never met before. Why did you interrupt my wedding?"

The princess lifted the hem of her skirt, stepped on her high heels, stepped forward two steps, and opened her mouth to reprimand Martin.

Although she was very imposing, there were two grammatical errors in just two sentences, which immediately pierced her so-called imposingness.

"Constantine, where have you been? It's your turn!"

Martin didn't answer the princess' question, but directly made the demon appear, and everything else was easy.

Constantine stood beside Martin, took out a golden cross from his arms, and took out a bottle of holy water with signs of emulsification.

He raised the cross, did not chant, but lowered his voice and said to Martin: "If you want to expel a demon, you must prepare a complete ceremony. Only relying on the cross and holy water, you can't send those guys who are full of stinking back to hell."

"Don't worry, I'm behind you!"

Martin patted his chest and took on all the responsibility: "As long as you find the little brother, as long as you find the demon, there are a hundred ways to kill him."

The demons in hell and the victors in heaven have the privilege of immortality, because they have to prepare for the doomsday war. Before that, the wizard can only expel them from the human world, but cannot let them be eradicated forever.

But Martin will not be bound by these rules. He has the blessing of death, and all beings are equal in front of him.

Constantine didn't know how strong Martin was, and he was skeptical. Under normal circumstances, he would have run away long ago.

But today, with Martin watching behind him, this sly guy, although unwilling in his heart, could only use the limited magic tools in his hands to hold this exorcism ceremony.

Constantine is habitually sly, but he has always been cautious about magic.

Such demons who dare to attack the British royal family are usually not small characters. If you want to expel them, you must be fully prepared.

Any negligence may allow this demon to escape and continue to make trouble.

"But although this evil star has a bad attitude, his ability should not be bad, right?"

Constantine cursed in his heart, then raised the cross and aimed it at the princess in front of him, and began to chant.

The so-called spells are similar in religions all over the world. They are nothing more than repeating what the saints have said, or some special words with profound meanings.

There are no special spells for exorcism in Christianity. When the priests perform exorcism, they usually repeat what God said in the Bible.

As for the magicians, they have many ways to exorcise demons. This is the magic of Constantine's family inherited from King Solomon, which is naturally inseparable from heaven and hell, so his exorcism process is similar to that of the priests.

As Constantine continued to repeat the words spoken by God and Satan during several meetings, the cross in his hand shone brightly, and the holy water in his other hand became more emulsified and stained with a faint golden light.

But even a carefree person like Constantine became full of holiness under the blessing of this set of sound and light special effects.

Martin did not intervene. He held two swords and vigilantly paid attention to the entire church to cover Constantine's exorcism ceremony.

Seeing Constantine enveloped by the holy light, he couldn't help but think in his heart that the set of things made by heaven was really deceiving.

However, despite the loud noise, the target did not react at all, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"Where did you come from to come up with this sound and light system to scare people? I tell you, leave quickly, or I will notify the police to arrest you."

The princess, who was called a demon possessed by the Anglican Church, did not show any demonic characteristics under the shining of holy light, but became even more beautiful.

"Isn't this right?"

Constantine was also confused by this unexpected situation for a few seconds, and subconsciously looked at Martin beside him.

Martin did not react at first, but then he immediately realized that marriage is a matter between two people. Why do those people in the Anglican Church think that the princess is possessed by the devil?

So, he directly reminded Constantine: "There are more than one princess present. This guy does not have the characteristics of a demon. You can use the light of heaven to shine on others!"

"Yes, yes, yes, you make sense."

Constantine did not think he was stupid.

I didn't expect such a simple thing, all because Martin's previous action scared me.

He kept complaining about Martin in his heart, but his hands did not slow down at all. He grabbed the cross and started to aim at the other two people.

His first target was the old priest who was holding the ceremony. The light of heaven emitted from the cross had a big reaction. It was not the breath of the devil, but it showed the commandments that the old priest had violated.

"My dear, these people must be sent by your family to stop us. Let's ignore them. As long as we have love in our hearts, it doesn't matter whether we hold the ceremony or not."

The black guy, who had never made any move, reached out and grabbed the princess's shoulder when Constantine pointed the cross at the old priest, trying to take her away.

Knowing that there must be a demon present, his action was tantamount to exposing his identity, although he couldn't hide it for long.

Martin rolled his eyes speechlessly and said to Constantine: "Brother, what time is it? Put away your boring and bad taste, okay?"

Constantine certainly knew that the Anglican priest could never be a demon, and the reason he did this was to disgust the people of these churches.

"It's nothing. With you, a bad star, are you afraid that he will run away?"

Constantine smiled and threw the cross with his right hand, hitting the princess's forehead.

"Ouch!"

The princess's forehead swelled up instantly, and she subconsciously held her head with both hands, shaking her upper body to break free from the hand of the man behind her.

Boom!

Constantine pushed the cork of the bottle with his thumb and poured out the emulsified holy water.

A small part fell on the princess, and nothing happened.

But most of the holy water fell on the face of the black man behind him, and instantly made a hissing sound, just like sulfuric acid falling on a person, directly burning the human skin, revealing red and white flesh.

Some holy water slid down the skin, corroding the skin, and mixed together, like melted paint.

Martin took a look and felt his stomach churning. He took a few deep breaths to suppress the urge to vomit.

What was disgusting was not the melting of the skin, but the fact that this demon disguised as a human spoke with only flesh and blood.

"The first order after I came up, I met the famous Constantine. Is this good luck or bad luck?"

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"Of course it's fucking bad luck."

Constantine took out a pair of brass knuckles engraved with scriptures and put them on his hands, pointing at him and saying, "If you hadn't made trouble here, I would have gone to enjoy my life a long time ago. How could I be involved in such a thing?"

Martin knew that this guy was secretly cursing him, so he said, "If you don't get found by me today, you will be found by Morpheus. Which situation do you think is better?"

"I can't afford to offend both of you, so I decided to beat up this bastard demon."

Constantine gritted his teeth, but he couldn't do anything about Martin, so he took out the other one, put it on both hands, and rushed towards the disfigured demon.

"Tiying, take all the irrelevant people away from here."

Martin snapped his fingers, and Tiying instantly changed from a motorcycle to a warhorse, with four hooves, and in a flash, he lifted the frightened princess and the old priest onto his back and threw them out of the church.

"My Lord, there are actually demons in this world!"

Until this moment, the old priest, who finally caught his breath, shouted loudly, leaving Martin, Constantine and the unknown demon speechless.

Ah, you, a priest, don't believe that there are angels and demons in this world. Are you an atheist?

"Ahem, humans are always so hypocritical!"

The demon coughed twice and pulled the atmosphere back.

He pointed at Constantine and laughed, "People in hell are curious about you, a liar, what else you can do besides cheating people. Let me test your quality today."

"You, a little thug who doesn't even dare to reveal his name, are qualified to test my quality?"

Constantine laughed twice, accelerated and rushed towards the demon, swinging a pair of fists.

The demon remained silent and ignored Constantine's provocation.

Names are very important to demons. Not to mention him, even the big demons would not be stupid enough to reveal their real names in front of Constantine, a liar.

Bang!

Constantine's fighting skills are pretty good. Although the demon took a fighting stance, he still punched the opponent in the face.

The scripture engraved on the brass knuckles glowed, and the demon's face was burned. The red and white flesh and blood instantly turned into red-hot charcoal, cracked with a crackling sound, and then fell to the ground and broke into slag all over the ground, emitting a strong smell of sulfur.

"Haha, your fist is still hard!"

Half of the demon's face was gone, and the tissue burned into carbon at the wound was intertwined with normal flesh and blood, emitting an unpleasant stench.

He spoke, his upper and lower teeth collided, and thick smoke and sparks spewed out of his mouth.

"How come this guy is fine?"

Constantine was secretly shocked. Ordinary demons would have rolled on the ground in pain after being hit by him.

But this guy is definitely not the kind of demon who can resist the Holy Word. Demons of that level are quite powerful in hell, and they will never come to the earth just to do trivial things like marrying Princess Wang.

"Since this is not your own characteristic, then there is a problem outside."

Constantine has a lot of experience in dealing with demons, and instantly realized what tricks this guy used.

"So it's a human skin on the outside of the demon's body! This is an old trick from more than a decade ago. Only a low-level demon like you can use it."

Constantine habitually mocked his opponent, but he didn't relax at all when he started fighting.

He kicked the demon in the stomach first, quickly distanced the two of them, then took out several tubes of holy water from his pocket and poured them directly on the demon.

"Damn, I really lost a lot this time. These genuine holy waters are not cheap."

Constantine thought that he was throwing away money, and his fingertips trembled with heartache.

"It can receive the holy light of heaven. Holy water is something that can be made casually. Why are you so distressed?"

Martin couldn't help but say a few words when he saw Constantine like this.

It's not that he didn't know the suffering, but Constantine's performance was too exaggerated. His relationship with the holy spirits in heaven was not too bad. How could he not even get holy water?

This thing is not a weapon. Holy water can only be used to do good things in the secular sense.

Even if Constantine is a bastard, he can't use holy water to plan some special plots.

"Stop talking nonsense here, old man. Come and help me when you have time, okay?"

Constantine rolled his eyes helplessly and shouted to Martin.

Although the holy water he poured out melted the human skin on the surface of the demon, the other party rushed up again with a disgusting corpse mixed with fat and muscle.

"This guy is not just wearing a human skin, but shrinking into the human body. No wonder he is so resistant to fighting!"

Constantine was not afraid, but just felt disgusted. The other party's body was a mixture of fat and muscle, and oil dripped down with every step.

Even Constantine couldn't stand this scene. He was so disgusted that he just wanted to vomit, let alone fight with the other party.

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