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Chapter 560 Your means are too rough

John Constantine didn't care much about Ender. He was still focused on what was happening in front of him. Soon someone rushed in with a big mirror. The atmosphere was very flustered, but John Constantine's face was calm. He directed these people to turn the mirror face down to the bed, and asked the four people to lift the mirror.

Then he said, "Remember, no matter what movement or what I did, you are not allowed to open your eyes."

Four men holding the mirror nodded quickly when they heard this, and then hurriedly closed their eyes tightly. John Constantine stretched out her hand and covered the little girl's eyes. Just as she was about to do something else, she suddenly remembered Ender.

"You'd better close your eyes, too," he said.

Ender smiled and nodded, closing his eyes in front of him.

With his ability, even without eyes, he could still see objects normally, so he looked very straightforward when closing his eyes.

Seeing his actions, John Constantine lowered her head again, leaned down and whispered softly in the little girl's ear. Ander's ears shook, and when he heard his words, a strange look appeared on his face.

John Constantine was not saying anything, but chanting a mantra, but the mantra had no specific meaning, but Ender could feel that when he recited the mantra, an invisible force enveloped the entire room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The little girl struggled and screamed wildly, her body bent like a bow, her face was exposed, and her skin color was an abnormal blue color. She looked like a hungry ghost with blood red eyes, and there were some tiny particles wandering under her skin, which looked extremely scary.

Suddenly, a sound of wind appeared in the room, whimpering, like a ghost crying, or a woman whimpering, making people feel numb when they hear it. The atmosphere at the scene was so weird.

"roar!"

Another terrifying roar, the four men holding the mirror suddenly felt their hands sinking, and then the mirror began to tremble as if they were subjected to external force, giving them the feeling that it was as if there was a cargo inside the mirror, rushing around inside. The strength was so great that the four strong men could not control it.

They were frightened and trembled, but they did not dare to open their eyes because of John Constantine's words. They could only hold up the mirror and fight against their inner fear.

"interesting."

Ander's mouth raised, and he saw the scene inside the mirror.

In the mirror, it was the weird creature he had seen before that hidden in the little girl's body. It seemed to be trapped in a mirror, conflicting left and right, trying to break through the limitations of the mirror to come to this world, but because of some strange rules, it can only be revealed in such a mirror, and cannot truly appear in the real material world.

"So that's it, the rules of affection limit the actions of heaven and hell creatures."

An De's face showed a hint of understanding. He understood the influence exerted by the two dimensions of heaven and hell in the material world. The three can be said to be one, but because of certain specific rules, the creatures of these two dimensions cannot directly enter the material world, which is like giving the world an insurance policy.

But everything is not absolute. Such rules are not born, but artificial creation. The existence of such rules can determine whether the creatures in the dimensional space can enter the material world. After all, this insurance is also controlled by people.

Even so, for ordinary people or dimensional space creatures, this is still an insurmountable gap, and they cannot break the power above the rules.

Just like now, no matter how the hell creature roars, even if it hits the mirror from the mirror space inside the mirror, the mirror surface seems to be about to break, but it just cannot break this barrier and cannot directly rush out and enter the material world.

"It's so funny, you idiot."

John Constantine whispered to the girl. As soon as she finished speaking, the girl showed a strange smile, looking at the mirror in front of her with her eyes blank, as if her eyes had already met the hell creature.

John Constantine turned around, stretched out a middle finger into the mirror, and hooked it spiritually: "This is for you and your boss, isn't it great?"

Ender curled his lips, this guy seemed a little dirty.

At this time, John Constantine suddenly shouted: "Hurry up and throw the mirror out."

The four of them hurriedly did it, but unfortunately they heard the roar of the hell creature. They were in a hurry and actually called one of the mirrors on the window ridge. No matter how hard the four of them used, they could not throw the mirror out.

In a state of anxiety, one of the people subconsciously opened his eyes, and then he saw the terrifying hell creature in the mirror. Then a terrible scene happened. He saw the man screaming and retreating quickly. At the same time, his hair and beard turned white in an instant, and his whole body seemed to be in his twenties for a moment.

A middle-aged man, in just a few seconds, seemed to have completed one-third of his life and entered the old age state early. This scene is really strange.

Ander turned his head slightly. He felt the loss of vitality on the man's body and was swallowed into his mouth by the monster in the mirror. This vitality seemed to be some kind of tonic for the monster. After tasting the delicious food, the monster suddenly became even more manic and slapped the mirror hard. In John Constantine's solemn gaze, there was a crack on the mirror.

"Damn it!"

John Constantine cursed inwardly, and had no choice but to press the little girl with one hand and kick the mirror with the other, and shouted: "Put hard on me, have you bastards not eaten? If you can't throw them out, you all have to die here today."

The man with white hair was already scared and shivered, his body shrank into a circle and did not dare to look up. After hearing John Constantine's words, the others felt even more fearful, and thus became even more panicked.

"That... needs my help?" Ander spoke at the right time.

John Constantine looked up and felt Ender's gaze, but Ender was clearly closing his eyes at this time and noticed something strange, so he didn't hesitate too much and said directly: "Hurry up!"

Ender popped the ashes and held the cigarette in his mouth again. He was not anxious at all. Instead, he walked towards him slowly, and said vaguely: "Your time for action is wrong. You should have carried this girl downstairs and operated under the sun. This can increase your success rate of this trip by 40%.

John Constantine tried hard to suppress the girl, but at the same time she also pressed against the mirror with a ferocious look on her face. He cursed: "Shut up the bastard, if you don't do anything, she will be helpless."

But Ende shrugged: "So, it's too rough for you Westerners to deal with such things. If it were me, you could set up an incense table, set up a temple, and then ask this girl to have a sleep, so that you can grind this ghost into scum in minutes."

"Damn..."

Seeing him like this, John Constantine wanted to scold him again. At this time, Ender raised his hand: "Okay, okay, I'm going to move."

"Hurry up, I can't hold on."
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