[Comprehensive Yingmei] Nine Realms God of Cookery

"Ah~ ah! ah!!"

The shrill screams, fascinated gasps, and painful wailings, of course, the summoning circle will not have these sound effects, and these sounds are completely contrary to Constantine's plan to leave in a low-key manner.

However, inside the blood-red gate of hell that was opened, the howl from the abyss caused some people to cover their ears in pain, and at the same time, it quietly aroused the desire of others-deep in their hearts, those dirty, dark Yes, shameless **.

In short, no matter what Constantine thinks, after the entire summoning circle is completed, things are out of his control.

"Well, John Constantine, thousands of days and nights have passed, and you are finally no longer dodging like a mouse in the gutter?" A snake-tailed demon with a pair of bat wings swam out calmly, looked around, "But I didn't expect that you would have the guts to summon me? Why, did you finally find those annoying mages? I didn't find any trace of magic. Let me see, oh, a party! This is a A gift? Or a sacrifice you offered? Do you expect me to spare you because of this, and let you continue to keep that pathetic life?"

The great demon Negal is not a hellish monarch, but he is still a powerful demon with some names.With a height of just over three meters, he is not too big for a demon, but he has superb magical power. Given a certain amount of time, he can even create a realm enchantment like hell in the world!

Constantine discovered that he still overestimated himself, or rather, underestimated Negal's strength.The big demon Negal just gave him a look, and a red light made him and Chas unable to move.

After controlling Constantine, Negal had time to observe his surroundings.When he saw that the summoner was Constantine, even though he looked calm on the surface, he was already prepared that this was a trap and he would encounter an ambush.

But Negal still came, he was still a little confident, even if the Supreme Mage came in person, he didn't dare to say that he would be able to leave behind a big devil who was always ready and wanted to escape back to hell at any time.

However, Negal did not perceive any magical breath nearby.There is a huge source of magic power in this city, so let's charge some money before those mages rush over.

What makes Negal a little puzzled is that these mortals this time...why are they so bold?In the past, when mortals saw him, they were either frightened or attacked randomly. How can it be like these mortals who are still pointing at him?

How did the big devil know that these guests had just seen an angel wearing only underwear and a shy devil wagging his tail, the battle performance of two ice dragons and fire dragons that were more than ten meters long, and the battle between Optimus Prime and Godzilla. ...In short, at Professor X's party, anything can happen, a mere demon is not the finale.

If Negal knew that he was treated as some kind of amusing show, he would probably be quite angry.But even if he didn't know it, the big devil was very dissatisfied with the attitude of these mortals.

"Snapped"

Negal snapped his fingers, and the surrounding space instantly turned into a hell with mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Seeing the mortals covering their mouths and noses in horror, Negal nodded in satisfaction.Of course he doesn't have the ability to summon hell instantly, it's just a subtle illusion magic.But it is enough to deal with some mortals.

A little satisfied, Negal turned his attention back to being Constantine. He didn't realize that the discomfort of those mortals... just for a moment.

In fact, Charles had already started to make arrangements when he found out that something was wrong here.Although people haven't come here yet, the spiritual power covering the audience can help the guests to shield the guests from the influence of the illusion with ease.Without the influence of the near-real illusion, the ordinary guests regarded this as a performance, not to mention running away, and even a lot of daring ones were running towards this side.

Charles is also happy to see the result. Anyway, nothing big should happen.

"Oh, dear Constantine, it's rare for you to find such a suitable place. But don't worry, it will take at least 10 minutes for those mages to find out what's going on here. 10 minutes is enough for us to do a lot of things." Negal grabbed Constantine's neck and lifted him up. Feeling a little bored, he lifted his body again, "Why don't you talk, Constantine? I heard that you are not related to many beings in hell. Have you ever made a deal? This mouth, which can deceive even demons, shouldn't be so silent!"

"Cough, Neal, Negal," Constantine was finally released from the confinement, was strangled again, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. Spectrum, why haven't you acted for so long, but you are afraid of being involved in their fight, "Let's make a, cough, deal... ah~ um..."

Before Constantine finished speaking, he was stuffed back by a... tentacles.

"Deal? What deal? Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate a deal?" Negal swung his tail and raised Constantine's arm. Dozens of black tentacles suddenly burst out, binding Constantine tightly. Strictly.

In fact, not long after the magic circle was formed, Chris had already reacted, and now he is... watching with gusto.

As for saving lives?Chris is not a lawful and good deity.Besides... come on, that's Constantine!

The moment Chris recognized this guy, he had already made a decision, and he must not use any kindness to save people!God knows how strong the halo of the Lone Star of the Fiend will be for this guy who can even trick DC's own father...

Besides, this is a tentacle!Appeared, DC's favorite tentacles!Haven't been tied up by tentacles before, so embarrassed to be called a superhero?Chris is also helping him.What's more, as long as you know who is being tied up, I am afraid that any Chaoying from the DC family will want to be tied up for a longer time, and a little more...

The tentacles from Negal are not too thick, and each one is only slightly larger than the diameter of a thick-mouthed straw. However, if there are enough tentacles, it doesn't matter if they are thinner. On the contrary...it makes them easier to manipulate.

Seven or eight tentacles were stuffed into Constantine's mouth together, suppressing his tongue, making him unable to speak anything, only whimpering like gasping.There were three or two tentacles that kept probing into his throat, which made Constantine retch, but was blocked by more tentacles, and he could only shed physiological tears.

The remaining tentacles seemed to be bound to Constantine's body, but they began to secrete corrosive liquid, which dissolved the clothing and stuck tightly to the skin.

Constantine tonight was invited as a rock musician. He didn't wear too many clothes, let alone the iconic windbreaker, so he was quickly strangled with red marks.

When it comes to the means of torturing people, there are very few people in the entire universe who dare to say that they are stronger than the race of demons, and Negal is even a master of it.

Torture, sex, food, use, regardless of man or woman, in the hands of the devil, can develop a variety of uses.Negal can even bite the flesh and blood of a certain human being and suck the brain of the other person, while bringing extreme pleasure to the other person, accompanied by the music of death—music played with the bones of the victim.

The most important thing is that when the demons do all this, the victims are usually still alive, and only in the end can they be freed... and it's only the ultimate release, and the soul has to endure countless tortures.

Therefore, even now, dozens of tentacles are tied to Constantine's body, which is only the beginning.

Theoretically speaking, there are many ambiguities in what humans consider to be the part of their own "body".For example, if a ray of gas has its own consciousness and can control its own actions, it will find that it is connected from the entrance above the human to the exit of the comments below, and vice versa!Perhaps this part should be called "in vitro"?

Gas has no consciousness of its own, but Negal's tentacles certainly do.At this moment, Negal didn't realize that all the guests were staring at him intently. Even though this party was originally a carnival party, such a "performance" was too much...

It's a little too exciting!

Constantine's clothes were not completely dissolved, but they were already in tatters. They no longer had much of a covering effect, but instead... made people want to tear them apart!Negal's tentacles go in from the upper and lower openings at the same time, propping up lines on the occasionally exposed lower abdomen. If you want to see it, you must join forces in victory...

Some people even began to look forward to these tentacles being able to stretch out again—from another corresponding exit.

"Enough!" Chris, or most of the guests were still looking forward to it, a sullen voice interrupted the actions of the demon Negal.

In fact, it didn't take too long. Nightcrawler came to his senses and rushed to pick him up under the guidance of Charles. Professor X finally arrived at the scene.

"Oh? Mortal, what gave you the courage to face me?" Negal showed an evil smile, "Don't you think... ah!"

"Snapped"

Charles snapped his fingers too.

Contrary to the previous effect of snapping fingers, the hell-like scene around him instantly disappeared without a trace.Of course Charles doesn't know magic, let alone counter the magic of the Great Demon, but... Illusion magic, in the final analysis, is all about mental power.

Chris shook his head, even if Negal lived thousands of years longer, but such things as talents, especially the talents of mutants, are really unreasonable.Charles has the label of "Earth's Strongest Psychic Man" on his head. He competed with Professor X for his spiritual power. This demon is also innocent and cute.

"Cough, mortal, how dare you!" Negal's magic was broken suddenly, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood in the most violent way, stretched out his other hand angrily, and shot a ray containing a strong breath of death at Charles .

"I still want to ask you how dare you come to my party to make trouble!" Charles looked angrier than the devil, and powerful thought power spewed out, deflecting Negal's magic to the sky.

Charles lifted off slowly, the classic, old-fashioned, but never out of style tuxedo with windless back swing, fingers of his left hand together, the sword pointing at his temple, his right hand stretched out, fingers open to Negal.

The demon instantly felt a powerful oppression coming from all directions, making him unable to move, just like Constantine who was only restrained.

Immediately afterwards, Charles suddenly clenched his fists with five fingers, and somewhere in the venue, a large amount of remaining metal quickly gathered and turned into chains, tying up Negal's five flowers and levitating into the air.The human hands, bat wings, and snake tail were all pulled apart.

Chris was keenly aware that this move was not due to the effect of his mind, Charles was just making a show.