[Comprehensive British and American] The vest system of the son of hell

John Constantine actually didn't want to wade into the muddy water, even if Matthew was involved in the muddy water.

but--

They give way too much.

In view of Iron Man's financial ability and Matthew's promise of double rewards, he finally "reluctantly" accepted the invitation and expressed his willingness to come to New York to help them solve their troubles.

Of course, if life and death were in danger, he would run away without hesitation.

When discussing conditions with Matthew and Tony Stark via video, he made this point clear to his face.

In this regard, both Matthew and Stark expressed their acceptance.

After all, this guy is John Constantine.

As we all know, John Constantine couldn't possibly do his best for anyone but himself.

But when—

Matthew didn't expect that John Constantine would—

Obviously the body has already entered New York, but refused to come to Fulian Building to meet everyone!

"I think it's better for me to remain mysterious. In this way, even if the Fulian Building is breached, I will have enough time to escape."

In the magic communication crystal ball, John Constantine expressed it as a matter of course.

Everyone in Fulian was shocked and speechless.

Only Rocky said enviously: "I think we might be good friends."

"Come together to study how to better sell teammates' good friends?"

Strange couldn't help but complain.

Upon hearing this, Loki murmured guiltily, "I am now a partner of justice!"

"Ha ha!"

Strange sneered.

Thor defended Loki, and gave Strange a hard look: "Pay attention to your tone of voice! Don't attack my brother without reason! Loki has really changed his ways!"

"I will try my best to pay attention to my words in the future." Strange replied speechlessly.

At this time, Matthew had already introduced the general situation here to John Constantine.

Beside him, City Will of New York was smiling all the time, and winked at John Constantine from time to time.

Matthew: "When you were talking to me you didn't—"

【Because you are Matthew Constantine, and he is John Constantine. 】

The city of New York will say so without hesitation.

Matthew: "..."

Avengers: "..."

John Constantine, who contacted everyone in the Avengers through the magic communication crystal ball: "..."

Realizing that he had said something wrong again, New York City Will quickly turned around, pretending to take care of Spider-Man who had fallen asleep after being poisoned.

Matthew took a sip of water and continued to ask his physiology father: "The identity of the enemy, do you have any clues?"

"Would you be offended if I said that your enemies are probably the First Fallen?"

"Why are you angry?" Matthew asked back.

"Because he is your father."

John Constantine said in a brisk tone that was almost a joke.

Matthew added with a smile: "It's just the father in name."

"but--"

"My body is made of your demon blood mixed with the remains of hundreds of demons he defeated. In the field of genetics, he has nothing to do with me.

In addition, not only luck and strength, but also because I have just awakened my self-awareness, I left Lingbo Prison immediately, and tried to stay away from him as much as possible. "

"Well, it is worthy of the blood of the Constantine family."

John Constantine praised Matthew without embarrassment, and asked Wanda: "I heard that your son's soul is in the hands of Mephisto, the lord of hell?"

"What do you want to say?"

Wanda, aware of Constantine's malicious intentions, asked in a cold voice, the magic power of chaos was concentrated in the palm of her hand, ready to--

"Don't think too much, I'm just purely curious."

John Constantine breathed out a smoke ring lightly, and then said to Matthew: "Are you sure that what you and Spider-Man encountered in downtown New York were real undead knights?"

"There are still fake undead knights?"

The US team is surprised...

John Constantine glanced at Captain America, smiled and said, "Sure enough, American men with big breasts will forget to grow brains."

"you!"

Before the US team got angry, the fans of the US team present were already clenched their fists: I remember you!Brit!

John Constantine didn't care about that.

After flicking the soot, he asked Matthew: "How much do you know about hell?"

"Not much, but not too little."

Matthew replied politely: "I know that hell is vast and boundless. Even Lucifer, who has ruled hell for 100 billion years, doesn't know the specific area of ​​hell, and how many different creatures have lived in this land. Of course, there is no such thing as hell. There is no doubt that Xifa is a more powerful creature."

"Yes, there is really no doubt about that."

Later, John Constantine asked Matthew again: "You have been to the Kingdom of Dreams, what do you think of the Kingdom of Dreams?"

"Endless……"

"Endless?"

Everyone in the Fulian present was quite surprised when they heard the words: "Is the dream kingdom endless?"

"The kingdom of dreams is of course endless. When the first dream appeared in the universe, it already existed and will continue to exist until the last dream in the universe dissipates."

Matthew described it in a poetic tone: "The kingdom of dreams is the dream of all dreaming creatures in the world... Wait a minute! I understand!"

"What do you understand?"

Through the magic communication crystal ball, John Constantine looked at Matthew with kind eyes.

Matthew: "I understand why you suddenly asked me what I think about the kingdom of dreams! Because—the undead can dream!"

"anything else?"

"We can use the undead knight's dream as an entry point to find out who is behind a series of strange events in New York!"

"It's a perfect plan, but what do you need to do to enter the dream kingdom and contact the object you want to investigate? As far as I know, although this generation of Mengjun is transformed from human beings, he does not give any preferential treatment to humans who visit the dream kingdom .”

In order to find out Matthew's true strength, every word from John Constantine's mouth is full of traps.

Matthew also knew that John Constantine did not fully trust him, and the purpose of cooperating with him was profit rather than justice. Therefore, even if he found that Constantine's speech was a trap, he just smiled and said, "You are in hell and Heaven has a relationship, but I have a relationship in the dreamland.”

"Who?"

"Lucien, and—"

Matthew paused and spit out the name: "Da Vinci."

……

After finishing the call with Constantine, Matthew left the Avengers conference hall and walked into the absolutely quiet, closed and safe room prepared by Iron Man. After setting up the enchantment, he opened the one that Lucifer deliberately left for him to enter the dreamland at any time secret passage.

slam-la-

The passage opens, and the space in the room is distorted.

Matthew endured the discomfort of vomiting, walked through the secret passage filled with dizzying and confusing atmosphere, came to the wasteland of the dreamland, and said to Lucian who was standing under the dead tree, "Long time no see."

"Mr. Matthew—"

Lucian bent down and saluted Matthew.

Matthew: "I'm just an unexpected guest, you don't have to treat me so politely."

"You are not an uninvited guest, you are a distinguished guest from the Dreamland Kingdom."

"Because I was brought by Lucifer?" Matthew laughed at himself.

Lucian replied seriously: "All the VIP treatment you received in the Dreamland Kingdom is because of you, and has nothing to do with His Majesty Lucifer."

"Because of me? What's so special about me?"

"secret."

"All right……"

Matthew sighed speechlessly, and walked in front of Lucian: "Tell me, where do the dreams of undead knights usually appear in the dream kingdom?"

"This one……"

"can not say?"

"If it is your wish, I will take you there now."

After finishing speaking, Lucian turned around, and respectfully led Matthew into the depths of the wilderness, and finally stopped in front of a dark forest at the end of the wilderness.

"Every dream in this wood comes from a dead knight..." Lucian said, "You only need to pluck them from the tree to interpret."

"So simple?"

"Are you sure?"

Lucian smiled meaningfully, stepped aside, and asked Matthew to go into the dark forest to pick the dream fruit of the undead knight.

Matthew glanced at Lucian, and walked into the dark forest full of dark fruits.

He didn't act rashly.

In this dark territory, each fruit represents a painful dream of an undead knight. Picking rashly will not only fail to achieve the goal, but may also be attacked by the anger and despair hidden in the dark dream.

He chose to observe.

Stepping into the dark forest that echoes with shrill screams, observing the dark fruits hanging on the dead branches, occasionally stopping to get close to the fruits, feeling the coldness on the surface of the fruits, listening to the painful wailing wrapped in the peel, until——

Walking into the depths of the woods, I saw a big tree as thick as ten people hugging each other.

There is a bronze door inlaid in the trunk of the big tree. The handle of the door is a bronze ghost lamp, and the surface of the door is carved with the scenery of hell.

Matthew raised his hand, ready to—

"Is this your choice?"

Lucian's voice suddenly sounded.

Matthew turned his head and saw him standing behind him: “You don’t want me to open this door?”

"This door leads to the underworld. To open it, you must inject the most painful memories in your memory into the lamp. The more intense the pain injected, the greater the speed and opening gap of the door. Of course, the moment the door is opened, the body of the person who opens the door You will also be forced to go through the pain that you least want to experience in memory."

Lucian patiently explained.

His smile was soft, with unspoken sympathy.

"The dream of the undead knight locked behind the door is very precious, but it is not an irreplaceable existence for you. If you come to the dark forest just want to take a few copies of the undead knight's dream."

"I thought so too at first, but you persuaded me to give up, and I suddenly felt that it must be done."

Matthew pretended to be angry, and his raised hand landed firmly on the bronze ghost lamp.

Immediately—

The ghost's face twisted, and it let out a shrill cry that resounded through the dark forest.

"what--"

Unable to bear it, Lucien covered his ears, and blood flowed from his eyes and nostrils.

Matthew also felt intense pain sweeping his body, as if his soul would be pulled out of his body in the next second!

This feeling……

this painful feeling...

familiar……

Familiar feeling...

The throbbing pain brought up the strange content in the deepest part of memory, and a fragmented picture appeared in front of Matthew's eyes again, blood, darkness, death, and...

Endless dreams...

This is...is...

Matthew tried to figure out the real self hidden behind the broken memory, but when he held his breath and tried to find the truth of the memory beyond the pain——

Click!

The bronze ghost lamp shattered!

The painful energy that Matthew injected into the ghost lamp was so powerful that it shattered the bronze ghost lamp!

The bronze door depicting the scenery of hell opened slowly, and a golden dark dream fruit floated out and landed firmly in Matthew's hands.

"This is--"

Before the words were finished, the bronze door was already closed.

The shattered bronze ghost lamp was automatically pieced together, with cracks all over its body, hanging firmly on the handle.

"This……"

Why do you feel that the bronze door is afraid of yourself?

Matthew thought in embarrassment, glanced at the dark dream fruit emitting golden light in his hand, turned his head and asked Lucian who had dried the blood from the corners of his eyes, nostrils, and ear holes: "Who is the owner of this dark dream fruit?"

"The great knight in his lifetime finally fell into the dark abyss."

Lucien said cryptically: "If you want to know more, you can read his dream directly."

"it is good……"

Matthew walked out of the dark forest holding the fruit of the dark dream, stood in a relatively open and safe place, lowered his head, and put the fruit of the dream on his forehead——

Suddenly, the content of the dream flowed into Matthew's mind like a tide.

It begins with a muttered prayer kneeling in the dark.

Because it is the first visual dream of the undead knight, Matthew can even feel the uneasy mood of the knight when he prays: he believes in God devoutly, but God has not responded to him for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, the dream enters the second stage.

Priests in black monk uniforms gathered around a fire frame piled high with firewood, and a short-haired girl in white clothes was tied to the cross.

The fire torture started, and the flames licked the girl's dress and burned her skin, but the girl kept clasping her hands and looking up at the sky devoutly.

Her smile was so pure, her prayers so holy, but her God was always—

"Why! Why! She fought for you! She cut her long hair for you! Listened to your voice! Do everything for you! Why did you watch her burn! And lie to her that everything was just a test! God! If you really exist! Then everything you do is too cruel!"

The voice of the undead knight sounded again, with cautious resentment.

Obviously, he was in a state of extreme anger.

From this, Matthew determined that the undead knight was probably a certain French knight following Joan of Arc, but——

The next dream scene shocked Matthew again.

He saw darkness, he saw massacre, he saw self-mutilation!

The knight who lost his faith because of the death of Joan of Arc was completely reduced to a slave of darkness, knelt down at the feet of the devil, cut himself up with the cruelest and most painful sacrifice method, and gave it to the devil, just in exchange for Joan's innocence!

"You love her so much? You love her so much that you don't hesitate to sell your soul to the devil to make the French who betrayed Joan repent for their crimes and recognize Joan as a saint? God has abandoned you!"

Looking at the bloody and cruel sacrifice scenes in the dream world, Matthew couldn't help muttering to himself.

At this moment, a voice sounded from the bottom of Matthew's heart——

"But you responded to me," it said.

The tone is dull and the tone is hopeless.

This……

Matthew froze...

He knew that he was watching the dream of the undead knight, and what he saw was the dream of the past.

How could the past time have a voice to answer his soliloquies?

Must be an illusion!

Or, the mumbling words left by the undead knight in the dream happened just after his soliloquy, and the illusion of time made him mistakenly think that the mumbling of the undead knight was the answer to his soliloquy.

It must be so!

Absolutely!

Thinking so, Matthew recalled the thoughts immersed in the memories of the undead knight, raised his head, and asked Lucian: "What is the identity of this undead knight? Which hell lord does he belong to now?"

"Hell Lord Mephisto." Lucian replied without thinking, "He is Mephisto's undead knight commander."

"What is your name?"

"Are you asking about life or after death?"

"It will be all right."

"Jean-Paul Pierrot, commonly known as Pierrot, a very tacky French name."

"Pierrot, Mephisto's undead knight commander?"

Matthew weighed the fruit of the dark dream in his hand, intending to bring it back to the real world.

Aware of Matthew's intentions, Lucien quickly stopped him: "You can't bring things from the dream world into reality."

"Why? Cause confusion?"

"Yes, the items in the dream world don't need to follow the physical laws of the real world. Bringing them into reality will have an impact on the physical laws of the real world, causing chaos."

"That……"

Matthew thought for a while, then asked Lucian: "Will the residents of the dream world enter the real world?"

"If he was a life in the real world, as long as he follows the physical laws of the real world, he can live normally in the real world. Of course, his life in the real world must not show any specificity in the dream world."

"I see……"

Matthew nodded, and asked again: "Have Sailor Paradise and Yuzao returned to the dream world?"

"Yuzao came back a few days ago, and Sailor Paradise slipped away a few days ago, but he has always known how to be careful. He has lived in the real world for hundreds of years without causing trouble. Meng Jun decided to trust him again for the time being."

"Meng Jun seems to be easy to talk to?"

"of course."

Lucian smiled proudly and sent Matthew back to the real world.

……

Most Avengers members preconceived that Matthew's trip to the dream world must be full of difficulties and obstacles, and may even return without success.

Therefore, at breakfast time, seeing the refreshed Matthew sitting in the dining room enjoying the breakfast prepared by the nutritionist, even the well-informed Stark couldn't help showing a surprised expression: "You came back from the dream world?"

"Ah."

"Any gains?"

"Have--"

"It doesn't matter if you don't gain anything. We already know that the dream world is a world beyond common sense that cannot be measured by common sense." Tony took the initiative to comfort Matthew, who is likely to return in vain, and said, "For us, it is the greatest thing for you to come back safely." good news."

"So you don't care what I brought back from the dream world?" Matthew asked.

"Of course—wait! What did you bring back?"

"I brought back a dream."

Matthew said slowly: "I brought back the dream of the undead knight commander of Mephisto, the lord of hell."

"This……"

Hearing this, not only Tony Stark was stunned, but the other members of the Avengers in the restaurant were also shocked from ear to ear.

Especially Wanda.

Excited, she rushed to Matthew with fiery eyes: "What did you say! Whose dream did you bring back! Say it again!"

"I brought back the dream of the undead knight leader of Mephisto, the lord of hell. He was a knight under Joan of Arc. Because of Joan's death, he began to doubt God, and finally dedicated his soul to the devil. After hundreds of years of fighting Serve, and be promoted to Mephisto's Death Knight Commander."

"Then we... don't we..."

Wanda was ecstatic, and her hands trembled: "What are we waiting for! Go to Hell and find Mephisto to bring back my son's soul!"

"Wanda, I think we should solve New York's problems before going to Hell to ask Mephisto to have a child." Captain America said helplessly, "Your magic is the key to solving New York's problems."

"Strange's magic is also very powerful!"

Wanda, who only wanted to find Mephisto to get her son back immediately, refused Captain America's plea without hesitation, and said coldly: "If the price of resurrecting my son is to sacrifice the whole of New York, I will put it into practice immediately! "

"Wanda! How could you—"

"My husband and my son are all I have!"

Wanda declared nonchalantly.

Captain America froze, although this was expected.

Just as the atmosphere in the restaurant became awkward because of Wanda's speech, Loki walked in and put a smile on Matthew's shoulder: "Hey, you came back from the dream world so soon?"

"Why, beyond your expectations?"

"It's really unexpected, after all, the last time I went to the dream world was..."

Loki, who realized that he had slipped his tongue, resolutely stopped talking.

However, Strange had already noticed Loki's speech, walked forward with a smile on his face, and asked, "Did you encounter any embarrassment in the dream world, Loki."

"What about this kind of thing... Hehe, our first task is to solve the troubles in New York, not to discuss what happened to me in the dream world."

Loki, who braked in time, quickly brought the topic back on track, hooking Matthew's shoulder: "Can I see what you brought back from the dream world?"

"No."

"why not?"

Loki looked at Matthew innocently: "I've repented!"

"Lucien told me that things in the dream world cannot appear in the real world..." Matthew said mildly but very firmly, "Just like negative matter cannot be put together with positive matter."

However, after hearing Matthew's words, Loki showed an unbelievable expression again, and said tremblingly: "Matthew, you actually...Lucien actually..."

"What do you want to say?"

"Don't you know that Lucian is the Sandman's confidant? Only VIPs from the dream world who are approved by the Sandman are eligible to be received by Lucian himself! You are only a mere human being and you can be received by Lucian, no, you are favored by the Sandman!"

Loki made no secret of his jealousy, his eyes even turned bloodshot.

He looked at Matthew's face, painful and angry: "Why! Why! You are just a mere human!"

"Loki, with your ingenuity, can't you see that I am not a pure human being?" Matthew reminded with a little helplessness, "You are—"

"Loki is a Jotunheimer, the adopted son of Asgard."

Thor on the side suddenly joined the topic.