Lucifer, who was standing behind the counter, showed an expression of disbelief.
Constantine's introduction had confused his mind.
Constantine, Constantine, Constantine, and Constantine.
After Constantine participated in an infinite parallel war, he brought back so many Constantines at once!
The Empire is owned by his family!
Why is the treatment completely different from other superheroes!
Not a single one hung
All voted for Empire?
There is not even a Constantine who would fight to the death against the empire for his homeland!
How can there be people in this world who have no moral integrity
It would be fine if it was an individual from a parallel universe.
The problem is that all individuals in parallel universes are like this, which is a bit crude.
The many ancient gods who had lost their powers and were hanging around in Lucifer's Bar also had strange expressions on their faces.
As a grace from the Holy Emperor, those gods and demons who voluntarily surrender and cooperate with the empire in handing over their authority and power can receive certain preferential treatment.
They have no believers and no divine power.
His daily life is to hang out in Lucifer's bar, being a useless person who just eats and waits to die.
At this moment, the look in their eyes when they looked at Constantine contained admiration, dullness, and more of disbelief.
Before the empire came, Constantine was always able to do things that made them dumbfounded and unexpected.
A mortal cheated and deceived people in both the worlds of gods and demons, and like a profiteer, he mortgaged his soul to dozens of gods and demons.
I thought this guy would get into trouble because of this.
Who knew that when the empire came, Constantine would actually show them what it meant to make an extreme comeback.
From a charlatan hated by God and spurned by hell, he transformed himself into a popular imperial civil servant.
He was even summoned by the Holy Emperor of this terrible empire.
Think about what this concept is.
Constantine accomplished what many people cannot accomplish in their lifetime.
Those are things that even gods cannot do.
Don't think this is a joke.
Even gods have things that they cannot accomplish.
Otherwise, there would be no replacement of gods.
Human power is limited, and so is God.
There is nothing eternal or omnipotent in the world.
Lucifer felt the same way.
Hell no longer exists, and neither does heaven.
Several of his former superiors were destroyed by the Empire.
Who could have imagined such a thing happening in the past!
If in the past, someone had told Lucifer that his immediate superior, the God of Heaven, would be killed and his head hung at the gate of Paradise Lost, he would become a bar owner, making a living by selling alcohol.
He must have thought the other person was a lunatic and threw him into the frying pan.
Who would have thought that something like that would happen before
In the concepts of many gods, gods are gods and will never mingle with mortals, let alone support themselves.
But now, he is selling wine, and those ancient gods are either sweeping the floor or serving as waiters.
The beautiful woman wearing black stockings and holding drinks as she shuttled between the guests was once the most powerful succubus under his command.
He was also his executioner, specializing in executing those evil people who dared to believe in Christianity.
The guy with scruffy hair, white eyes, and a broom was once an ancient god.
The one sweeping the toilet inside is Abaddon, the Lord of Disease.
There are many other scattered ones.
Life is not easy, gods and demons perform for a living.
The empire came, and the cheating Constantine turned into a master.
Who is so blind as to dare to ask him for the debt he owed in the past
Master Constantine borrowed things because he valued them.
If you dare to talk nonsense, let the iron fist of the empire teach these diehards of the old times a lesson.
The many gods and demons that Constantine owed debts to were completely helpless against him.
In the past, I could threaten him with death.
Even if he is not a believer, they will spend a lot of money to rescue him, and then torture him and make him pay the price.
It is worth mentioning that the realm of gods can only accept believers who believe in them.
This is not only a tacit understanding among the gods, but also an iron rule of the spiritual world.
Even if a person does evil, if he does not believe in Christ, his soul will not go to hell and will not be judged by God.
Of course, no god would say that.
They only emphasize that the faithless will fall into the abyss or be devoured by the original destroyer.
No salesperson would say that the product he sells is bad.
No god would admit that there is something he cannot do.
Some people feel that God is noble, mysterious, and different from anything in the mortal world.
This idea is wrong.
To put it bluntly, God is like a sales pitch.
Foolish and ignorant mortals might object that God is omnipotent.
Lucifer had seen many before, they would always try to pick out a few words from religious books and believe that God is omnipotent.
In fact, there is no such thing as omnipotence in this world.
The limit that mortals can imagine is nothing more than controlling others, or making someone who doesn't love them fall in love with them.
Their imaginations are so barren, they are so easily deceived.
All it takes is a little bit of illusion or bewitching tricks to fool them.
To put it bluntly, a top-level rich person may be omnipotent to the poor.
"Boss, if this doesn't work, let's close the business today!
"The executioner, Maize, who was wearing black silk stockings, a maid outfit, and two rabbit ears on her head, walked up to Lucifer and whispered, "With so many Constantines, we will be ruined."
Maiz has an extremely hot body, with a curvy figure, a slender waist, fair skin, fiery red lips, and smooth curves that are full of temptation.
"Don't use such ambiguous words to talk about things." Lucifer humanely rolled his eyes at his subordinate, "When you say that, it makes it seem like Constantine and I have some unspeakable secret."
"No? I see that Constantine always likes to come to your place. He spends more time with you than with his fiancée!
"Maiz looked at Lucifer, his seductive eyes full of teasing.
Lucifer: ... ... ... ... .
"How about it!
My team members." After introducing them, Constantine slapped the long table with his brows slightly raised, looking very proud.
From ancient times to the present, who can be as outstanding as him and gather so many Constantines
"Quite unique." Lucifer looked at a pile of Constantines of different sizes and heights and gave a forced smile.
"It's little Chenxing." A childish voice sounded.
Lucifer looked down and saw that it was Loli Constante.
The other person was wearing a pink long skirt and had a round face, looking very cute.
It would be perfect if the tone wasn't so old-fashioned.
"Don't talk like that, little kid." Lucifer said to Loli Constance.
"Uncle is so gentle." Loli Constance showed a cute expression, tried to stand on tiptoe, and stretched out her slender, smooth little hands.
Lucifer reached out without warning.
As a result, he was grabbed by Loli Constance and pulled out from behind the counter.
The man spun 360 degrees and then slammed onto a bar table, smashing it into pieces.
Loli Constance screamed, picked up the stool beside her and rushed forward, ready to give the former Lord of the Fallen Angels a headshot.
If the other Constantines hadn't acted in time, Lucifer would have had to go to the hospital.
"I forgot to tell you, she's a cruel little girl." Constantine embarrassedly pulled up Lucifer, who was confused and frightened. "She relied on that little girl face to deceive a group of local gods. She owes more debt than the rest of us combined."
Looking at the cute loli who was being tightly grasped by the strong Constantine on the arm and was still waving her arms and trying to make Lucifer look good.
Lucifer suddenly felt a lot of complaints in his heart and didn't know whether he should complain or not.
He limped back to his counter.
"I should be used to it. This is how Constantine is. No matter what he becomes, you will all be the same. Remember to compensate for that table, or I will sue you at the Imperial Law Department."
This little episode silenced the many ancient beings hanging around in the Lucifer Bar.
They all lowered their heads, afraid that these Constantines would notice them.
The ordinary citizens of the empire were extremely excited.
Constantine always had some interesting stories or rumors for them.
It is a rare regulator in their daily boring life.
They came up one by one, greeted Constantine, and encouraged him to tell stories about the imperial expedition.
The scope of the empire's expeditions has become increasingly larger.
Every day new worlds are discovered, conquered, and brought into the holy empire's domain.
People's cheers and admiring eyes can satisfy one's vanity.
Constantine and others are also mortals and cannot escape the common customs.
Many Constantines were dragged over by the people, gathered around them and listened to their stories.
But Constantine, who was Lucifer's true friend, sat at the counter, chatting with Lucifer with a glass of beer.
"How's the Imperial Expedition going?" Lucifer rubbed the spot where he had fallen. Without his divine power, he was troubled by these minor injuries and pains like any other mortal.
"It's still the same. Fight those superheroes and deal with those self-righteous gods." Constantine said nonchalantly, "I'm not a regular soldier. At most, I'm a militia. I arrest the Infinite Family and escort some of those rebellious gods. Other things are basically not our turn to do."
Lucifer felt helpless and complained in his heart as he wiped the wine glass.
Since when did the Infinite Family and the Rebel God become so weak that they are only fit to fight against the militia recruited by the Empire.
"Haven't you heard any rumors?" Lucifer asked.
When Constantine heard this, he looked at Lucifer and said, "What's there to ask? I can't even finish my own work. This time I captured Death and Superman from the parallel universe 0414. Only after I brought them back, I could come to your place to have a drink. After I finish drinking, I have to go catch people again."
Hearing this, Lucifer was silent for a moment before he asked.
"Have you seen Lucifer from other universes?"
Constantine nodded, and then added: "The surrender law has been revised. Only those gods and demons who are willing to bear the mark and serve the empire can survive. Many have been assigned to subspace-related departments. Don't think about setting up a Lucifer-exclusive bar. The empire will not allow it."
"I don't have the same bad taste as you, so I wouldn't set up a Constantine team on purpose." Lucifer's tone showed his contempt for Constantine.
When he saw a group of Constantines walking in from the door, he was completely disheveled.
What is Constantine's little shock!
This is Constantine’s little shock!
"This is called an elite team of like-minded people." Constantine touched his hair.
"Sir, please be careful. I am a serious succubus who abides by the laws of the empire. If you do this again, I will sue you."
An angry voice attracted the attention of the whole audience.
When everyone looked over.
It was discovered that Constantine and his men were harassing the beautiful female bartender, who was Lucifer's former executive, Maz.
Old Constantine raised his eyebrows and had a lewd smile on his face.
Big Dick Constantine also twisted his dog waist with eight-pack abdominal muscles and made in and out movements.
Even the loli Constance used her little hands to touch the bartender.
"You two do have similar interests." Lucifer said mockingly, "Especially when it comes to reproduction."
Constantine: ... ... ... .
These guys are really bringing trouble upon themselves!
"That's enough." Constantine stopped the team members from doing anything wrong. "Have you forgotten the last time you messed up Miss Death and were punished? Do you want to go and have a talk with the Imperial Inquisitor?"
As soon as these words were spoken, several Constantines shrugged their shoulders and dispersed.
Loli Constance still didn't give up. When she turned around, she threw a few flirtatious glances at Maz, showing how crazy she was.
The occasional vignettes are endless, showing Constantine’s true character.
But nothing happened.
The Constantine team just had a drink and then went back to their mission.
The guerrillas who defied the empire urgently needed to be suppressed by these imperial lackeys.
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Humans have always loved to use poetry to express war and the end of all things.
Scholars and poets have done their best to romanticize the sacrifices.
However, real war is never romantic.
All it reveals is cruelty and blood.
The war here is destined to be unknown to ordinary people.
The sheer amount of information and the evil truth about the universe would burn their brains out.
Urgent alarms rang out on the Expedition Celestial-class battleship.
The busy staff ran around, trying their best to maintain the damaged ship.
There were explosions and fire everywhere.
The wounded were carried away or executed directly, in an effort to release their souls before they were corrupted and return to the arms of the Holy Emperor.
Death, screaming, wailing, crying, all the sounds echoed.
If you look down from the vast void, you can see that a celestial-class battleship, comparable to a planet, has a large piece torn off.
Raging flames and explosions continued to appear at the location of the gap.
Sometimes maintenance personnel and machinery would be thrown out, turned into ice, or die from lack of oxygen.
The original space-time data has been lost and the time-reversal device has become ineffective.
The Overwatch Corps possesses the same level of power as the Empire.
As in the past, every battle requires a large number of lives to be filled in order to win.
Titus stood on the command platform, staring at the screens, looking for a breakthrough in the battle from the feedback sent to him by other troops.
The Empire paid a heavy price in order to keep the enemy in the fortress.
Now, just one final step is needed to wipe them out.
This is a war against God, and its brutality far exceeds those public security wars against superheroes.
A Primarch brother of the Holy Emperor sat on the battlefield, and countless armies, under his command, launched an assault on the enemy's fortress.
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The Watcher's Fortress is a giant palace built in dimensional space, assembled from various complex geometric buildings.
It is extremely complex and extends infinitely towards non-existent angles.
It’s like a three-dimensional life form is suddenly thrown into a four-dimensional world, and the eyes will feel infinite details.
In that space, the flow of time and direction are reversed.
The Imperial troops had a hard time in it.
Glenn and his 0142 assault team are attacking a cube-shaped building.
He has completed the fourth generation of Primaris upgrades, and the built-in Heart of the Empire also has the latest version of the rule concept rewriter, which has the ability to change the surrounding physical laws or space-time data.
However, in the war against the Overwatch Legion, this godlike power is not enough to crush the enemy and change the battlefield.
The building glowed with an eerie light.
These lights have the ability to distort time and space and prevent detection.
Glenn knew the Watchers were here, hiding, waiting for the Empire to fall into their trap.
Many of his brothers had already died in this battle.
The hum of the thinker is constant.
Inputting the outlined five-dimensional map into Glenn's brain made his head feel a little swollen.
His brain is not designed to process this high-dimensional data.
The Monitor Fortress is located in dimensional space. As long as they are willing and have enough technology, they can build buildings in any dimension.
Just like the webway once built by the ancient saints.
Humans find it incredible, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.
The team was advancing, and every soldier was extremely alert.
The flow of time here is not uniform.
Some people move quickly, some people move slowly.
This is one of the weird things about these buildings.
Along with a sharp sound, a monster with sharp and smooth limbs, a body as smooth as glass, no eyes, and no facial features jumped out from the light.
Its sharp limbs instantly pierced the body of a Primaris warrior.
For the soldier who was stabbed, time seemed to be accelerated a million times.
Before the soldier could show any sign of pain, he aged rapidly, his skin became loose, and finally turned into sand.
Made of high-density materials, the armor is strong enough to defend against extinction-level attacks. It has lost its luster and reveals traces of time, with mottled and rusty marks.
Glenn raised his bolter and fired.
The bullet carrying annihilation matter hit the monster.
Amidst the piercing screams, it turned into flames, with the remaining flames disappearing into ashes.
This was the beginning. More monsters jumped out from the light and attacked Glenn and others.
They are hidden in those special lights and cannot be detected or found.
When the Primaris warriors enter their territory, they will leap out and attack the Empire.
They all have the glow of psychic energy on their bodies, distorting the surrounding space and time and the passage of time.
Glenn killed twenty or thirty of them, maybe more.
His counter was disturbed by the flow of time and there was no way to calculate the number of kills.
The annihilation material contained in the special bombs can turn those monsters into ashes from the inside out.
He fired all the bullets in it.
When he saw his helmet indicating that his ammunition was empty, he activated his axe.
However, he did not win the final victory.
A monster pierced his helmet.
Pierced his brain.
Warning: Under attack from accelerated time flow, correcting own time flow.
Warning, the time flow is being corrected, please leave the danger zone immediately.
The piercing sound echoed in Glenn's mind.
His time seemed to be infinitely stretched, and he experienced a long and slow death.
Although in the eyes of other warriors outside, he turned into sand under the ravages of the power of time the moment he was stabbed.
Glenn didn't have that feeling. He felt like it took him an eternity to finally reach the final darkness.
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On the command desk, Titus saw another information feedback appear on the screen.
All members of the 142nd assault team were killed, and then they were eliminated and replaced by more death information.
The death information was like a tide, constantly flowing, as if there was no end.