Dark Savages Come To the United States

"Hey! You really dare to think about it."

Constantine took the grenade that Coulson handed over, and looked it up and down.

It's not that Constantine has never seen a grenade, but the enchanted grenade is not common to him.

After all, Constantine, who was just a detective, didn't have many channels to obtain such things in large quantities.

Constantine first put the flying knife into the magic circle, and a ball of fire directly wrapped the flying knife.

Then he bit his own finger, spilled a drop of blood, and signed the contract.

And the changes on the flying knife started in a blink of an eye, and it seemed that the demon over there had already started to move.

Cold weapon enchanting will be a very easy thing for demons.

"Kolson, why didn't you just take out the grenade and use it?"

Melinda glanced at Coulson, then turned her head to look where she came from.

Compared with the current situation, she is looking forward to the arrival of the support of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"This grenade is my last resort."

Coulson hesitated a bit.

"Saint Van Gonzal contract! Leave it to me!"

Before the figure of the Witch Heart Demon came out, the voice reached everyone's ears one step at a time.

Steve stood up and planned to meet the enemy first.

"Witch Heart Demon, let me remind you again, even when your father faces me again, it is based on the premise of a transaction."

Constantine handed the freshly baked throwing knife to Hawkeye, and then winked.

Immediately afterwards, he put the grenade into the magic circle.

There are so many demons in hell, after all, there are some differences.

For example, those guys who often come to the world still have some understanding of human technology, but right now this guy seems to be the first-class otaku among demons.

After all, this strengthening method seems a bit too old-fashioned.

Constantine suspected that this fellow would never have come to see human development in person.

So when the grenade was wrapped in the power of hell, Constantine felt something was wrong.

The flames of hell wrap around the top of the grenade, adding many patterns to the shell.

It seems that this thing may be a good use for smashing people. The hell power wrapped around the shell can impress the guy who is smashed. .

After all, it is the most common situation to be strengthened by the power of hell, and most cold weapons are in this way.

But that doesn't seem like a good thing to say to Constantine.

It wasn't like this the last time he tried this grenade enchantment.

At that time, all the flames of hell were condensed into the grenade, and the explosion was still fresh in Constantine's memory.

The high temperature emitted by the flames covering the sky and the sun reveals the coldness that permeates the soul. That extraordinary explosion caused Constantine to lose his teammates again.

There was no change in the appearance of the grenade, it just exuded a dark red color.

But this time, it seems that the demon at the other end of hell just strengthened the hardness of the grenade. This method will not greatly improve the power of the grenade.

Even Constantine doubted whether the gunpowder in it could explode the hardened shell.

Whoosh!

The throwing knife flew out before the witch heart demon's figure rushed out of the base passage.

Hawkeye Button's throwing skills are trustworthy.

The flying knife scratched a scratch containing flames, and directly pierced the head of the Witch Heart Demon who was still inside the passage.

Apparently, Wu Xinmo didn't expect that a group of seemingly harmless ordinary people would suddenly have the ability to hurt him.

The power on the flying knife exploded when it touched his head, tearing apart his body that was almost invulnerable to ordinary people.

So the Witch Heart Demon jumped out of the passage with his legs forward, and he was not at all psychologically prepared for the heavy blow.

So it was almost a flying posture that bumped into Steve's heavy punch with the sound of breaking through the air.

"Try this?"

Constantine took out the grenade from the magic circle, handed it to Coulson, and looked at the tall hairline with encouraging eyes.

Perhaps it was because he didn't have much confidence in this obviously wrong grenade, so he didn't feel ashamed to look directly into Coulson's eyes.

This may be one of the few shames he has.

John Wicker took this opportunity and threw the pistol directly into the magic circle. For him, facing non-human enemies was a new experience.

A pistol that can hurt demons is worth looking forward to.

"John, I don't think your approach is safe."

Constantine said in a slightly frivolous tone, he was always called John by others, and it seemed good to call someone else John occasionally.

It seems reckless to expect a demon that might be empowered in the wrong direction to empower a pistol even with a grenade.

But there is no loss in trying, the big deal is that it is a good thing to make the pistol harder, and it is also a means of using it to hit people.

Coulson pulled the ring of the grenade and threw it with precision.

The Witch Heart Demon was hit critically just now, and there was a flaming throwing knife on his head.

The whole face became distorted.

Steve stepped back quickly, avoiding the spinning grenade in the air.

No need to be reminded, everyone present knew how to lie down to avoid all the damage from the explosion.

The witch heart demon suddenly raised his head, stretched out his hand and held the grenade in mid-air.

"A demon in hell? Who dares to provoke me!"

The Witch Heart Demon's face was distorted out of shape, and the successive attacks he had suffered before had consumed a lot of his strength.

He who came to the world personally with strength obviously never thought about the need to face the matter of replenishing energy.

Now he just wants to connect to hell to recover his physical strength through his own little authority, but this does not prevent this guy from uttering wild words.

As the son of the Lord of Hell, he is more or less of a status in Hell.

Ordinary demons would not be idle to provoke this mindless idiot.

Unless that demon is even stupider.

"Boom~boom~"

The grenade held by the Witch Heart Demon made a faint sound, and then a small puff of smoke rose from the top.

Then a glaring blood burst out from the shell of the entire grenade!

"It seems that this guy is the kind who understands too much, won't he lose money?"

Konstantin lay on the ground watching the changes in the grenade, speaking in disbelief.

Then he pulled out the angel feather inserted in the middle of the magic circle and threw it out.

Because of the violation of the rules of the transaction, his skin was covered with cracks in an instant.

Like a piece of fragile porcelain.

"John Constantine, congratulations!"

"why you?"

For the first time, a voice came out of the magic circle, and it was the voice of Constantine's old acquaintance.

Constantine's face was a little ugly.

Now that hell is completely blocked, Constantine underestimated the strength of hell's blockade, and also underestimated the situation in hell.