"Yes, Archangel, I successfully captured the Spear of God." Amos said respectfully: "Please give me your instructions on what to do next."

"The spear was born to kill people. The Spear of God has been silent for so many years, and it's time to see blood." Gabriel said.

Amos silently grasped the tip of the spear and asked for instructions: "Who does the archangel want me to kill?"

"Retaliation when there is a grudge, revenge when there is a grudge."

Amos trembled and said hesitantly: "Archangel, that heretic is..."

"There are no buts, and you don't have to think about any buts." Gabriel said in a deep voice: "The purpose of the pagans coming to our West is not simple. If they are not killed in time, they will definitely become the source of turmoil in our West. There are too many pagans in our West.

Many heroic epics warn us not to give disasters a chance to grow, otherwise even the gods will be pulled off the altar!!"

Amos' thoughts raced, and he finally kowtowed and said, "Yes, Your Excellency, Archangel."

"Go ahead." Gabriel encouraged: "The Spear of God can kill Jesus, and it can certainly kill that heretic, as long as you find the right opportunity to pierce the spear into the other party's body. To put it bluntly, he will

Like the cancer cells in the giants of the West, the sooner they are resolved, the better..."

The next day.

The wind and rain are like darkness.

Constantine slowly opened his eyes. Headache, weakness, fatigue, nausea and other feelings suddenly came over him. It took him a long time to adapt, and he was still unable to sit up.

He lay on the bed with his eyes open for about a quarter of an hour. It wasn't until his body regained some energy that he slowly stood up. Yesterday's experience flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

"Did Yao Hele send me back?" The memory came to an abrupt end in the tavern. Constantine muttered to himself as he looked at the bedroom that he was so familiar with.

Thinking of these two people, he immediately thought of the imbalance of the three realms mentioned by Qin Yao, and hurriedly went out. When he came to the door of the apartment, he realized that it had started raining at some point, as if the whole city was covered in heavy rain.

among.

After a moment of silence, Constantine suddenly turned around, ran to his home, took a long-handled black umbrella from the wall, and broke into the rain with the umbrella.

Not long after, he stopped a taxi on the street, closed his umbrella and got into the passenger seat: "Hello, I'm going to St. Vibiana Cathedral."

"Mr. Constantine."

The blond and blue-eyed young driver turned around and looked at him with excitement on his face, as if a fan had met his favorite superstar.

"Do we know each other?" Constantine asked.

"You definitely don't know me, but I know you." The young driver said excitedly: "Sir, I am your admirer and I am happy to serve you."

Constantine: "Can you start the vehicle now and take me to the Cathedral of St. Vibiana?"

"Okay, sir." The young driver quickly started the vehicle and introduced himself: "My name is Chas. Do you still accept apprentices?"

Constantine said patiently: "Chas, can you please let me be quiet for a while? My mind is very confused right now."

Chas quickly shut up, and Constantine's ears finally became clearer.

An hour later, Chas began to arrive in front of St. Vibiana Cathedral, and then asked softly: "Sir, do you want me to wait for you here?"

Constantine put a banknote on his car, shook his head and got out of the car: "No, Chas, thank you for your kindness."

After that, he held up his umbrella and strode into the church.

"Father David." Not long after, he found the priest he knew well in the church and raised his hand and called.

The priest in black who was talking to a woman called out and nodded slightly: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Constantine."

"Father, please promise me. My sister needs a Catholic funeral. She has devoted her life to the Lord." The woman clasped her hands together and begged solemnly.

"Sorry Angela." Father David said helplessly: "Your sister committed suicide. You should know that a Catholic funeral cannot be held for a suicide."

"She did not commit suicide!" Angela said firmly: "My sister did not have suicidal tendencies. There was a big problem with her death."

Father David: "But the information released by the police is suicide. Unless you find the problem you are talking about, I can't help you, understand, kid."

Angela begged: "Father, it takes time to investigate the case, you..."

"Miss, my time is also precious. Can you let me talk to the priest first?" Constantine said in a deep voice as he became impatient with the wait.

Angela frowned: "First come, first served, don't you understand?"

Constantine said indifferently: "Forcing people to make things difficult is not what a police officer should do, right?"

He saw the pistol hanging on the other's waist.

It was undoubtedly a police gun.

Angela was short of breath and had a bad impression of the handsome man in front of her, but she could only give up her seat.

"Father, I want to see Gabriel."

Constantine came to David and said bluntly.

David's expression paused: "Is it about going to heaven again?"

Because of this matter, Constantine has contacted Gabriel many times.

It's hard to say whether Gabriel was annoyed or not, he was really a little irritable.
Chapter completed!