$184 Love and Hope

"demon!"

A low roar of anger and fear sounded, and Gabriel's figure suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

After witnessing the existence of the Witch Heart Demon with his own eyes, it was impossible for it to let itself leave this place.

Resist disasters, fight against demons, and deliver the gospel of the Lord! That's Gabriel's job!

Observing Constantine is not its mission, but it wants to know why Constantine embarked on this path of fighting angels and demons.

Witnessing the birth and disappearance of Saint Angel, Gabriel developed some unnecessary curiosity about human beings.

At this time, Gabriel no longer cared about how embarrassed his posture was. His broken wings carried the holy light and blocked the flames of the explosion.

The golden and red blood on the broken wings dripped on the ground and turned into balls of holy light.

The light curtain that was about to shatter was re-infused with power because of Gabriel's appearance, and once again stubbornly resisted the flames on the other side.

The light curtain that creaked like glass at that time obviously could not withstand this power for too long.

"Gabriel, that's ridiculous. I end up needing the power of an angel to fight a demon?"

Every time Constantine spoke a word, a piece of debris would fall from his body. By the time he finished speaking, his body had become irreversibly mutilated.

A face that could be called handsome was full of holes, and half of his lip fell to the ground and turned into crumbs.

But there was a mocking smile on his broken face, maybe he was mocking himself.

"How on earth does humanity continue to this day at the hands of these guys?"

Melinda exclaimed, with an expression of disbelief on her entire face. The gun in his hand was clenched so tightly that his fingers turned pale.

Facing unimaginable power, the panic from the depths of her soul is invading Melinda's sanity.

Colson was lying on the ground with an extremely ugly look on his face.

Humans can cause greater destruction, but compared to this power that can make humans intuitively feel fear, that kind of destruction seems a bit weak.

Why do humans who have never personally come into contact with this level of power have no fear of the unknown?

"This shows that there are definitely strong people among humans that they must be careful about."

Steve thought of Bulcasso's unparalleled power in his mind, and barely maintained his composure as he spoke.

He has seen artillery shells explode and vehicles burn.

They also won one victory after another on the battlefield under heavy artillery fire.

Not long ago, he had endured the irresistible force from Bulcaisuo, but he never thought that one day he would feel fear from the depths of his soul.

The power of hell is a collection of countless negative forces. When humans face the power of hell, they will certainly tremble.

Then he turned around and crouched in front of Constantine and opened his arms. Except for Constantine, Melinda, Coulson and Hawkeye were all protected by him.

Steve has a noble character, and his inner kindness has been infinitely magnified. He is more like a believer in God.

At this time, he tried to do his best to save lives in the face of danger.

"Captain America? I thought the real you wouldn't be as noble as the one in the comics."

The cigarette on Constantine's lips fell to the ground as his jaw dropped, and he couldn't even make a complete expression on his face.

Gabriel's roar actually didn't change anything. Even if Gabriel regained some of his power, he was just an angel with a name.

Besides, it's not complete.

The power it can now display in the human world is somewhat inferior to that of the Witch Heart Demon.

Then the light curtain was shattered by another expansion of the hell flames.

It used the power radiated from its whole body to retreat steadily in the flames of hell, until a pair of incomplete wings were completely destroyed, and black marks of carbonization appeared on its body.

The neat blond hair disappeared in an instant, and his eyes faced the flames and were completely burned.

"The Holy Mountain of Harrogath told me that the scent of a familiar person appeared here."

A low sound sounded, as dull as a gently beating war drum.

A rough hand stretched out from behind it, grabbed the angel's neck and threw it back. The power of the Holy Light squeezed directly into Constantine's arms.

"Auriel's breath? Where does this come from?"

A violent flow of air followed the question and shattered the flames in front of him! A gust of wind crushed the flames into tiny sparks.

Hellboy lost the external pressure, and a pair of strong hands grasped the horns on his head.

With a crisp sound, the horns were cut off by him.

This time in the battle between hell and humanity, humanity finally won!

At the end of the charge, Matthew fell straight to the ground. The hand ax was still tightly clutched in his hand.

His body was stained red with blood, and he was carried headlong into the cooling magma on the ground.

He won't die, that's enough.

The strong, shirtless body finally stood in front of everyone, with a war flag flapping behind him.

Bulcaisel arrives.

He looked at Constantine behind him with a serious face, feeling the remaining power of hope.

The master of power, Bulcasso, is no stranger. It is the power that belongs to the Archangel of Hope, Auriel!

Although Bulcaisel rarely dealt with archangels other than Imprius and Tyrael, as a partner who had fought together, he could not admit his mistake with Auriel's power.

As an archangel in the high-level heaven, Auriel possesses a power not inferior to that of the three demon gods.

Although when the great demon Diablo broke through the crystal dome, only Imprius faced him head-on.

But the Archangel Auriel of Love and Hope and the Archangel Israel of Destiny and Balance are still fighting against the devil in corners invisible to everyone.

Even though Auriel is better at healing and guiding, no demon has ever dared to face her without fear.

Two streamers of hope can break through Azmodan's armor and quell the scourge of Duriel.

At that time, the light of hope completely crushed the maggots on the ground brought by that guy Duriel, and even used ribbons to crush the throats of countless demons.

A loving, kind and gentle symbol of love hidden under a blue hood! Hope Archangel Auriel!

Never a step away from the Nephalem, for hope has been with humanity from the beginning.

In the vote held by the Angris Council on the fate of mankind, when Prius was determined to exterminate all mankind, fate chose neutrality to maintain balance, while wisdom was unable to make a decision and chose to abstain.

Hope cast the crucial dissenting vote.

In the end, justice won the opportunity for mankind to continue.

"Oh~"

Constantine subconsciously wanted to ask, but without his jaw and tongue, he could only barely spit out a sound.

Gabriel's body became illusory in an instant and completely integrated into Constantine's body.

Constantine's body, covered with cracks, began to heal visible to the naked eye.

"Who is Auriel?"

Constantine finished his question with astonishment.

Bulcaisel ignored the astonishment of the people around him and walked towards this annoying guy.

"hope!"

Bulkesso's voice sounded like thunder in front of Constantine.

Then Bulcasso sniffed hard, catching the remnants of Auriel's power.