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

"No!"

Stung by Matthew's words, Mother Teresa screamed: "I did not accept the reward from the devil! I am a devout believer, and my body and mind belong to my Lord!"

"But you're not sure if your lord is a demon, are you?"

Matthew mocked Theresa coldly.

Her violent reaction allowed Matthew to confirm that she had indeed accepted a gift from the devil, and that the gift had a direct connection to Matthew Pender.

That's why she--

"Teresa, all the gifts of fate have already secretly marked the price, even if it is a gift given to you by your Lord."

"No...no...it's not like this...it's not like this..."

Teresa's tears flowed down uncontrollably, trembling all over, obviously frightened to the extreme.

But she never called the nurse to drive Matthew away.

She looked at Matthew in fear, and begged: "Matthew, I am a devout believer, I love my Lord deeply, please, please let me go! Don't let me recall the painful past that I don't want to recall !"

"A painful past that you don't want to remember?"

Matthew smiled, raised his hand to hold Teresa's chin: "Can you not remember if you don't want to remember?"

"Uh..." Teresa was stunned when she heard the words, and sighed: "You are right, those things are not something I can escape without wanting to remember, they are real existence, the most real existence... Whenever I close my eyes When I close my eyes, I will see... Whenever I hold someone's hand and think about the future, I will..."

"So your abilities really come from the devil?"

"Yes."

"Teresa, tell me everything you can think of, will you?"

Matthew's tone is gentle, but his attitude is tough.

His eyes were like sharp flaming swords, easily piercing through all of Teresa's disguises: "Teresa——"

"Forgive me, merciful Lord!" Teresa cried.

She was so overwhelmed by Matthew's words and momentum that she held Matthew's hand and replied with tears: "I didn't mean to go against your wishes. At the time, I had already accepted the gift of the devil, I couldn't turn back, I had nowhere to turn back! I just...was..."

"What did the devil give you?"

"He..."

Teresa twitched her lips, trying to answer, but didn't know where to begin.

Matthew noticed her embarrassment, squatted down on one knee, and held her hand: "Tell me everything you think of, and I can fill in the missing parts myself."

"me……"

Teresa took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and narrated what seemed like yesterday to her.

"That night, the weather was terrible. Although the weather in Gotham has never been good, but that day... I had a nightmare, a very terrible nightmare. In the dream, I was entangled by demons. They grabbed me and took me. Opened up alive, ripped out my intestines and ate it... I was very scared... I kept praying to God, and then the demons were killed by golden angels, and I was saved..."

"Then?"

Matthew is not surprised that Teresa's narrative begins with being rescued by an angel.

She is a devout Catholic, and being faithful to God is like breathing to her.

"Then I woke up, and I saw a fire burning in my room, I was so scared, I turned on the light, the flame disappeared, but the world in the full-length mirror was still on fire, and the world in the full-length mirror was pitch black, Only that flame..."

Speaking of this, Mother Teresa's eyes flashed with obvious panic again, and she clasped Matthew's hand tightly with both hands: "I'm terrified, I know I'm being entangled by a demon, and the demon is going to kill me, I...I I ran to the church, knelt in front of the altar and prayed desperately, begging God to send an angel to save me... At this moment—”

Sister Teresa stopped, and tapped the back of Matthew's hand with fingers as dry as chicken feet, repeating mechanically: "Duk! Duck! Duck!"

"Someone knocking on the church door?"

"Yes, there was a knock on the church door one stormy night."

Mother Teresa lowered her head and said to Matthew uneasily: "I was trembling with fright at the knock on the door while I was praying. I dare not open the door for fear that there will be a demon standing outside the door, but I have to open the door...

I swear before God that I will be humble and loyal throughout my life and will not do anything bad. If the people outside the door need my salvation, I will not open the door..."

"Finally, I held the holy water on the table and opened the door of the church. There was an abandoned baby on the ground with a crude cross pressed on the baby's swaddling clothes. I picked up the baby and touched the cross on his chest. ……but……"

"What about the cross?"

"It's gone!"

Mother Teresa said in a crying voice: "The moment my hand touched the cross on the child's chest, the cross disappeared! And I... I who was terrified by the nightmare of the devil, no longer panic...

Then another month later, I was at a community event and I was shaking hands with a little boy and I saw...

Seeing that the little boy would be hit and killed by a car for running into the road after the event... I thought it was just an illusion caused by overwork, but I didn't expect..."

"Since then, I've often seen other people's futures, usually death-related futures, and sometimes... If a murderer lied to me in confession, I just hold their hand and see it The true situation……

Mystical powers like a gift from God made me extremely painful. I confessed to the bishop, prayed to the icon, and prayed to God to take back his reward, but..."

"When did you realize that these are not gifts from God?" Matthew asked directly.

"I……"

Teresa was silent.

She was as dull as a stone statue, looking at Matthew silently, with tears streaming out of the corners of her eyes.

Matthew then kissed her hand and reassured, "At least you didn't abuse the devil's gift."

"But I... I accepted the devil's gift! I betrayed my oath of loyalty! I'm going to hell when I die, right?"

At this point, Teresa was out of breath.

She prayed and said to Matthew: "I made the mistake because of a momentary greed. I am willing to use the rest of my life to repent of my mistakes. I don't want to go to hell...forever...forever..."

"Theresa—"

"you?"

Teresa looked at Matthew in a daze: "What do you want to say?"

"I'm the same boy, Matthew Pender."

"I know, I've been—"

"I don't think you made a mistake. You brought me, who was abandoned at birth, into the church because of your kindness, and arranged for me to adopt foster parents."

"but I--"

Teresa's eyes were terrified: "I accepted the gift of the devil, I used the power of the devil, and never thought of returning the power of the devil! I have committed an unforgivable crime!"

"You won't go to hell because I won't allow it."

"you?"

Teresa looked at Matthew strangely: "How are you qualified to—"

"Yes, I am eligible."

Matthew raised his head and told Teresa solemnly: "I won't allow you to go to hell, so you will never go to hell."

"why?"

"Because I am a demon from hell."

"And I accept your gift."

Teresa smiled bitterly, and shed tears again: "Thank you for your comfort, although these words are meaningless to me now."

"really?"

"It's really... meaningless..."

Teresa smiled harder than she cried.

She struggled to hold Matthew's hand, and gently rubbed her cheek and chin: "Thank you for giving me the opportunity to tell the secret that I have hidden in my heart for so many years, so that I will not go to hell with the secret, although I will not escape in the end." The fate of going to hell... But I still thank you, thank you for giving me the opportunity to be relieved and repent before I die... Thank you... Thank you..."

As he spoke, the old man lowered his head, and the last ray of light in his eyes went out.

Matthew quietly squatted on one knee beside the old man, without saying a word, until the angel flapped its wings and landed beside the old man.

Matthew looked at the angel: "Long time no see, Gabriel."

"I won't tell you long time no see, although I didn't expect to see you here."

The angel Gabriel looked at Matthew calmly, and the depths of his emerald pupils shone with both love and pain.

"Her soul belongs to God," Gabriel announced softly.

Matthew: "I know, she is a devout believer, and the gift from the devil is a complete accident to her."

"So her soul still has the qualifications to enter heaven."

Gabriel spoke in a cold tone.

He reached out and pulled out the old man's withered soul from Teresa's body: "It's time to leave."

【I... an angel... I can actually go to heaven...】

Seeing the archangel welcoming her, Teresa's soul burst into tears of joy.

But soon, she fell into absolute unease.

[I have betrayed God, I have done things against God, even so, can I still go to heaven? 】

"Of course you can. Your betrayal was originally arranged by God, and the things you did after you received the gift from the devil also prove that you are indeed worthy of the status of God's bride. Well, it's getting late, you should leave. "

While speaking, Gabriel mentioned Teresa's soul, ready to take her to the eternal city of silver.

At this time, Matthew stepped forward and stopped the souls of Gabriel and Teresa: "You can't leave."

"why?"

Gabriel looked at Matthew questioningly.

Matthew: "She hasn't answered my question yet."

"Her life is over and her soul now belongs to God!"

Gabriel spread his wings, ready to go straight away.

Matthew saw that the base of Gabriel's wings shone with the blackness of hell!

He is not Gabriel!

Or--

He is not the Gabriel of heaven!

He is—

"You're a fallen angel from hell, aren't you?"

"What did you say!"

Because of Matthew's words, Gabriel's calm and gentle complexion suddenly turned livid, and his voice was full of murderous intent like a storm.

The soul of Teresa, who was held by Him, showed a terrified expression: "You...you...you are not..."

"I am the angel Gabriel."

Gabriel emphasized word by word, "It's just not the Gabriel in your cognition."

"You're Gabriel the Fallen, aren't you?"

Matthew leisurely looked at Gabriel, who had already become a fallen angel.

Gabriel didn't speak, but the white wings behind him became darker and darker with the dark clouds in the sky, and even shone brightly.

"Sure enough, you are the fallen angel Gabriel, the snobby archangel who had a feud with my biological father, John Constantine."

In order to further stimulate Gabriel, Matthew even took out a cigarette, lit it deftly, took a puff, and exhaled a long smoke ring: "I have good news for you, John Constantine is also in Gotham, and he is drinking in the Batcave now." Tea."

"What did you say! John Constantine?!"

Gabriel had a grim expression on his face.

Just as Matthew guessed, He is the Gabriel who fell to heaven after being plotted by John Constantine.

"I didn't expect it?"

Matthew looked at Gabriel, whose face was distorted by anger and hatred, with a wide smile: "Do you want to see him right away?"

"I--"

"I know you have a shadow on him. You used to be an aloof and glorious archangel, but now you can only pretend to be an angel and serve as a pawn for the devil..."

Matthew maliciously sarcastically said to Gabriel, "Such a drastic gap, any dignified creature can't bear it, let alone an archangel like you?"

"Matthew! Don't you think you're—"

Realizing that he almost slipped the tongue, Gabriel shut up urgently.

Matthew asked, "What am I?"

"Why should I tell you!"

Gabriel argued calmly: "Yes, I do hate John Constantine, because of him, I have been reduced from a glorious archangel to a fallen angel, and now I even have to obey the demon's drive! But even so, I It's still Gabriel, a noble angel, not just any human can humiliate me!"

"And I'm not human."

While speaking, Matthew stood up straight, with three pairs of wings spread out behind him, shining brightly, making it impossible to look directly at.

Unexpectedly, Gabriel, who already had three pairs of wings, showed a painful expression again.

He raised his hand reflexively to block the strong light from Matthew, and emphasized angrily: "Even if you have wings, you are not an angel! Angels have noble souls, but you have no soul at all!"

"However, I, who has no soul, can grab you who once had a noble soul at will. Gabriel, are you really not ashamed and painful that you will be thrown into hell?"

"I am an angel, and the holiness and depravity of angels are God's will! I don't need—ah!"

Gabriel suddenly let out a scream, his noble and handsome face was full of ferocious pain, and he stared at the back of Matthew like a poisonous snake: "John Constantine!"

"Ok?"

Matthew turned his head and saw his biological father John Constantine. The latter was smiling leisurely, smoking a cigarette, and greeted Gabriel: "Long time no see, pretentious archangel, no, you are now a fallen angel." Angel. So let me guess, are you having a bad time in hell?"

"To shut up!"

Gabriel was stabbed to the sore spot by Constantine, trembling with anger: "If I hadn't been tricked by you, how could I have been reduced from a noble archangel to a fallen angel of hell! You ruined everything about me!"

"However, everything that led you to fall into the sky is inseparable from your own choice. You voluntarily were seduced by the succubus, voluntarily worked for me after I took your heart, and then because you were threatened by the fall Choose to bow the knee to the first fallen..."

Constantine counted Gabriel's mistakes, and every sentence was like a sharp knife piercing into Gabriel's body: "It can be seen that even without me, you will fall to heaven, and the root of your fall has always been deep in your soul. place."

"Constantine—"

Gabriel, who was exposed, became furious and spread his dark wings to bring Constantine into hell.

However, now He has long been reduced to a fallen angel and no longer possesses the power of an archangel, and John Constantine has Matthew beside him, Matthew with three pairs of flame wings.

boom!

Gabriel was blown away by Matthew's power, lying on the ground in pain, black blood flowed from his black wings: "Why...why..."

"Because you are no longer an angel of God."

Constantine ruthlessly announced, stepped forward, and stepped on Gabriel's wings: "You are now a fallen angel, a minion of the devil expelled from heaven! Stop bluffing around in the name of heaven! "

"I... I... I didn't..."

Gabriel raised his head and defended himself with difficulty: "My soul still belongs to God, I am the archangel of God, I..."

"You came to the world this time to complete the task that the devil gave you, didn't you?"

Matthew said ruthlessly, snatching Teresa's soul from Gabriel, and solemnly promised: "I swear, I won't let you go to hell."

【But... just now... the angel is actually...】

Teresa still hadn't recovered from the shocking fact that the Archangel Gabriel had bowed his knee to the demon.

Of course, compared to the fact that the Archangel Gabriel is the devil's minion, she is more distressed and desperate that she was almost taken to hell.

[Sure enough, I am going to hell... I accepted the gift from the devil... I am the devil's accomplice, and so are you... You are Matthew Pender... Matthew Pender is the child of the devil... Matthew... Matthew...]

"I'm not a child of the devil, at least, I never thought of myself as a child of the devil."

Matthew calmly interrupted Teresa's muttering, and said to Constantine, who still had a cigarette on Gabriel's feet, "How could you—"

"Intuition, intuition tells me that you will meet some pretentious archangel who has become a fallen angel in the nursing home."

John Constantine complained angrily about Gabriel who was stepping on his feet.

But Gabriel didn't dare to resist, and didn't even dare to make a sound, his handsome face was filled with the despair of "you father and son can complain as much as you like".

In the end, Matthew couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded: "Gabriel was once an archangel under the throne of God after all, and you can't completely disrespect him."

"Matthew, you are right, I really shouldn't be too disrespectful to him."

Constantine raised his foot, let go of the dejected Gabriel, and asked with a smile, "Who sent you here?"

"I……"

"Usually speaking, ordinary people who have made no major mistakes or meritorious deeds will be taken to the kingdom of death by death after death, where their memories will be washed away and they will start again. The souls who have made special meritorious deeds during their lifetime will be taken away by heaven, and they will commit heinous crimes. man of mortal sin falls into hell.

Teresa was devout and kind all her life. Even if she accidentally got a gift from the devil, she did not commit a crime under the drive of the devil. After death, she could neither enter heaven nor fall into hell. Why would you pretend to be an angel when you are already a fallen angel? take her? "

Constantine, who frequently dealt with death, heaven, and hell, asked Gabriel slowly: "What are you hiding?"

"I……"

Gabriel hesitated to speak.

Constantine glanced at Matthew and took the initiative to increase his chips: "You tell us the truth, and I will tell you how to get the fallen angels to return to the City of Silver."

"Fallen angels can return—"

"of course can!"

Constantine said with a smirk, "Don't forget, I'm John Constantine."

"That's impossible..."

"If you don't try, how do you know it's impossible?"

Constantine knelt down, leaning against Gabriel's face, and whispered, "There is Lucifer behind Matthew, if you can convince Lucifer, what else is impossible?"

"Lucifer won't..."

"It's true that Lucifer won't shoot casually, but Matthew has a way to persuade him, and I have a way to persuade Matthew."

In order to trick Gabriel into confessing, Constantine did not hesitate to use his trump card: "Don't forget, Matthew is no ordinary Constantine."

"Indeed, John Constantine... Matthew Fast Constantine... Lucifer... Hehe... Hehe... Hahaha..."

After some self-deprecating and sneering, Gabriel stood up with difficulty under the support of Constantine, and said to Mother Teresa's soul: "You are not dead yet, you can still return to your body and continue to live."

【me……】

"Yes, your life is not over yet!"

Gabriel emphasized angrily and annoyed: "I used the forbidden technique of the kingdom of heaven to make you think that the body is dead, and the soul leaves the body voluntarily! In fact, you are still alive! Of course, if your soul does not die before the sun rises tomorrow Go back to your body, and your body will die completely!"

【me……】

Mother Teresa's soul showed an expression of pain and disbelief.

Eventually, the desire to live takes over and the soul returns to the body that has stopped breathing.

"call--"

Taking a breath, Mother Teresa opened her eyes again, looking at the two men and an angel in front of her: "What happened just now—"

"It's not a dream..."

Matthew said calmly, with his hands on Mother Teresa's wheelchair armrest: "Do you need me to take you back to your room?"

"The sun has set, she should really go back to her room."

Constantine said meaningfully.

The titular father and son pushed Sister Teresa back to the room together, and Gabriel reluctantly followed behind, dragging the black wings of the fallen angel.

Mother Teresa was worried that Gabriel, who was already a fallen angel, would be seen by the nurses in the nursing home, so she asked anxiously, "Is it really okay to let him follow? This is a church nursing home."

"It doesn't matter, ordinary people can't see the devil, not to mention that he was once an archangel."

Constantine said confidently.

Before he finished speaking, he was caught by the opposite nurse for smoking in the nursing home!