Chapter 224: John Constantine

Mathison came up from the basement and looked outside. 

“It seems that no one has found out that I have entered the Hyperbolic Time Chamber… but it may also be that no one cares about me.” 

The Ancient One possesses strong magical powers. Mathison couldn’t detect any traces of her presence. 

Mathison pondered for a moment. 

“Although there is a high probability that no one will come here because of the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, to be on the safe side, it is better to give up this stronghold for the time being.” 

After disguising, Mathison left without looking back. 

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles. 

As the City of Angels in California is the largest city in the western United States, Los Angeles is a veritable West Coast city. 

As long as there’s someone who likes to play on the West Coast, then they must have visited Los Angelos during their lifetime.

The climate here is pleasant, surrounded by mountains and the sea, and there are countless beauties on the coast who love walking in bikinis. Almost as much as Hawaii.

But the most famous thing here is of course Hollywood.

Almost all people who visit this place will definitely have an experience that they would not forget.

The premise is: never go to any place other than tourist attractions… 

Obviously, John Constantine wasn’t aware of this well-known unspoken rule, so he simply didn’t like the city at all. 

The mere reputation of Los Angeles as the “City of Angels” was enough to make him feel nauseous.

But he can’t leave the disgusting city at will, at least not yet. 

Constantine had stopped in many parts of the United States, and he had to leave every city for up to three or five months. 

Because there is nothing to do. 

Constantine’s job is special, 

He calls himself a hellspawn, and while ordinary people see him as a researcher of some occult science, those in the magical community see him as the scum of the earth among mages. 

Unlike many wizards, Constantine usually does not actively cast magic, despite his formidable magical skills. 

He prefers to use holy water, crosses, onions, and garlic that look fancy but are actually mediocre. 

Constantine made his career in expelling demons that roamed the world, and countless demons were sent to hell by his own hands. 

Unfortunately, not all cities are favored by demons. 

At least in Constantine’s decades-long career, there were actually only a few low-level demons in a normal city. 

There may not be one medium-class demon even in an entire state. 

After all, the presence of the three major temples of Kamar-Taj has basically eliminated the possibility of a large-scale invasion of outer-dimensional creatures. 

He also went to Gotham once many years ago and met Batman, who had just debuted for two years, and they also dealt with a small demon together. 

It was that time that Constantine taught Bruce a lot of common sense about the mysterious side, which led to Bruce creating the handcuffs that bound Mathison’s space magic not long ago. 

As for whether the two are considered friends or not, Constantine doesn’t know, he only knows that Bruce has never contacted him… 

The vast majority of the people Constantine encountered were grieving spirits created after death, some vampires, and very few demons that really came from hell. 

Until he came to the evil city of Los Angeles. 

The number of low-ranking demons here is outrageous. Even though Constantine has been wiping them for three years, he still failed to expel all the demons. 

Even though it didn’t take much effort to deal with these little minions, it was still unbearable for Constantine. 

But that’s not the whole reason he hates Los Angeles. 

What disgusted him most was that there was an archangel sitting in the Los Angeles Cathedral! 

Gabriel! 

If the fanatical idiots in the Vatican knew that angels actually existed, it’s likely that they would all have gone to Los Angeles to kneel by now. 

Constantine looked disdainful. A city guarded by an archangel actually has the largest number of demons in the world.

It is conceivable that angels and demons are essentially the same, and they are just dimensional invaders. 

They all want human souls. 

The only difference is that heaven leads humans to voluntarily surrender their souls through faith, while hell robs them of souls through deception or killing. 

It just so happens that both sides want to monopolize the souls of the earth, so heaven and hell are hostile to each other. 

The earth has Kamar-Taj, led by the Ancient One. Neither heaven nor hell dares to blatantly invade it, but small movements here and there are always constant. 

It’s evident from the fact that Gabriel allows the little demons to rage in Los Angeles, only killing those demons above the medium level. 

Because inferior demons cannot directly kill humans, they can only slowly eat away the vitality of human beings by possessing them. 

The time varies from a few hours to a month. After all, there is still a large difference among demons of the same level.

This time is quite enough for Constantine to come to the scene of the incident and expel these little demons. 

This will generally rarely make a scene, and Kamar-Taj won’t have enough reason to tear up with heaven.

Most of the Ancient One’s attention was still on Dormammu in the dark dimension. After all, what heaven wants is only the soul of a person after death. 

But Dormammu wants to swallow the whole earth and incorporate it into the dark dimension. 

Gabriel is one of the most important archangels of heaven, and there is really nothing that can be done about her. 

Even if she has the time gem, the Ancient One is far from being absolutely invincible. God is not weak. She can’t deal with God and Dormammu at the same time, not to mention that Mephisto waiting for an opportunity in hell… 

So for this situation in Los Angeles, the Ancient One can only turn a blind eye. 

Of course, this is on the premise that there are not too many human casualties. Once more people die, Kamar-Taj will not stay out of this matter anymore. 

This is the bottom line of the Ancient One. 

On this day, Constantine came out of his “mystery house” with a cigarette in his mouth. He had just received a call from Father Hennessy. He said that he had encountered a demon that he could not expel. 

He needs Constantine’s help. 

Because of the chaotic situation in Los Angeles, the business of exorcists has been greatly promoted, and exorcists from all over the world have begun to migrate to Los Angeles. 

Constantine was naturally the most powerful of them all. 

“Chase, hurry up, we have to get to the ghetto before things go bad!” 

Constantine shouted the name of his student. 

A young man with an immature face was driving a taxi over. 

“Here I am, John!” 

The taxi stopped in front of Constantine. 

Constantine opened the door and sat in. 

“Damn it!” 

Suddenly, Constantine cursed, because he found himself sitting in the right seat of the taxi, but he was clearly getting on from the left. 

He knew what that meant. 

He had fallen into the mirror dimension.