"Already angry?" Kurohane challenged, a small smirk on his lips. "You're angry too soon, you'll be even angrier after I'm done talking!" Kurohane dramatically recounted the plot of Constantine to Lucifer, his voice full of emotion, mimicking the intonation of a skilled storyteller. The key points were the story of Lucifer's son, Mammon, who collaborated with Gabriel, which led to Constantine's self-sacrifice and ascent to Heaven. It included the detail that before Constantine went to Heaven, he gave Lucifer two middle fingers. And how Lucifer, to prevent Constantine's death, had to personally cure his lung cancer. This made Lucifer's old face flush crimson, then turn pale, and finally become pitch black, a rapid spectrum of emotions. He was so grim, it felt like he would drip water!
Kurohane observed the displeased Lucifer and couldn't help but laugh victoriously. He felt the shackles on his soul suddenly lighten, a burden lifted. This meant he had completed this contract and Lucifer would not be able to claim his soul! Kurohane walked over, patted Lucifer, who was sitting in the chair, on the shoulder, and chuckled, "Old man, don't be angry! It's inevitable for a man to have an unvirtuous wife and an unfilial son, this is not your fault! But I still have to remind you, if you don't go back soon, Constantine will be in Heaven!"
"Since the contract is done, I won't linger here." Lucifer said, his voice flat again, yet with an underlying tone of threat. "However, Kurohane, we will meet again someday, and your soul will eventually fall into my hands..." Lucifer was about to threaten Kurohane before leaving, but Kurohane wasn't afraid at all. He showed the glowing cross-shaped Holy Scar on his left hand, waving it in front of him, indicating that his soul was already marked with a Holy imprint. Besides the Holy Dimension, he couldn't go anywhere else!
[Caused the Lord of Hell, Satan, to shatter, Justice Value +100]
Kurohane felt his eyes widen inwardly. There was an unexpected bonus?! As expected, the system originated from the Holy Dimension and naturally disliked these demons!
"Heh, tempting a soul noticed by the Holy Dimension, isn't that what makes demons even happier?" Lucifer was an old demon after all. After a moment of losing his composure, he regained his rebellious demeanor, a faint smirk appearing on his face. Pointing to the goat-head mark on Kurohane's right hand, a smile reappeared on Lucifer's eerie face. "Don't forget, my eyes are always on you. If you want to make a deal, remember to contact me anytime! Hehehe!!!" After Lucifer finished speaking, he stood from the chair and walked back into the Gates of Hell, leaving tar-filled footprints! The gate closed behind him with a hideous hiss.
Kurohane had no psychological burden revealing the plot and messing with the parallel universe's Constantine. Here, for viewers unfamiliar with Constantine, let's explain this character, a character Kurohane didn't particularly like! In the comics, Constantine was a magician, but he had no faith. He dared to use magic bestowed by any deity, and he was even proficient in demonic magic! He was bisexual, but considering Constantine was from England, this was no big deal. However, his life was filled with lies. As long as he could complete his task or survive, he could betray or cheat anyone, and he should have gone to Hell long ago! The most crucial point was that he wasn't a Marvel superhero; he was from the DC Universe! It would be strange if Kurohane had any psychological burden! He even thought he might get Justice Value after messing with Constantine!
The Gates of Hell vanished instantly, and Kurohane thought he heard a cold snort from Lucifer, a faint yet deeply threatening sound. Time continued to flow, and all the X-Men remained in their previous positions, frozen in time, before finally thawing. After a brief pause, they realized that Apocalypse, who couldn't be killed, had vanished. Only Kurohane sat loosely in Apocalypse's previous spot, looking exhausted, yet with a faint, victorious smile on his face.
"Kurohane? Where's that Apocalypse? Did you kill him?" Deadpool poked his head out from behind a wall, his wrinkled mask showing curiosity. At this moment, only he dared to speak to Kurohane. Despite the mask, Kurohane still saw cold sweat on Deadpool's forehead. This suggested that this guy probably knew about Lucifer's recent arrival!
Kurohane opened a portal and appeared next to Deadpool, realizing that his severed hand had grown back, as if it had never been injured. Indeed, when he was dealing with Lucifer, this guy's time hadn't stopped. Kurohane first smiled at Professor X, who was lying on the ground, and helped them open a portal back to the Mutant school's ruins. Then, pointing at Deadpool, he said, "Apocalypse is dead, just like your lost hair, he won't ever come back, don't worry. On the other side of the portal is your dismantled home. If you have nothing else, hurry back! I have some personal business to handle with this guy, so I won't say more. See you!"
Professor X's mouth opened and closed, trying to speak, but Kurohane spoke like a machine gun, giving him no chance. In the end, he could only summon all the Mutants to retreat. As for the destroyed Cairo, that wasn't their responsibility. Perhaps the newly emerged pyramids in the city could even sell more tickets and boost tourism! This was also why Kurohane didn't like the Avengers. Everyone just thought about fighting and showing off. They didn't care about the consequences at all. They deserved to be like rats crossing the street, disliked by everyone!
All the female members of the X-Men were currently unconscious, lying helpless in the ruins, and the male members weren't in good shape either. Only Beast, who had zero output throughout the entire battle, was in excellent condition, holding two women, becoming the winner of life. He carried Mystique and Phoenix to the portal, proving that sometimes choice really was greater than effort. Cyclops and his brother worked hard, but what was the result? One exhausted his optical power and almost went blind, and the other had his chest hair burnt off and still had to carry his weak brother. This was fate! Magneto used his superpower to lift his son, Quicksilver. Although he no longer remembered who Quicksilver's mother was, he and Quicksilver were connected by blood. You could tell they were father and son from their completely different hair colors—a genetic jest.
After all the X-Men had left, disappearing through the portal, Kurohane caught Deadpool, who was trying to escape with clumsy movements, and closed the portal. Kurohane pulled out his weapon, a deadly pistol. Now, it was their personal business!
"Be honest," Kurohane said, his voice low, threatening. "Did you see something you shouldn't have?"
"There's nothing I shouldn't have seen." Deadpool answered, his tone casual, as if there wasn't a pistol pointed at his head. "The relationship between Marvel and DC is just like this, you copy my character design, I copy your heroes, and occasional small-scale crossovers are perfectly reasonable. However, people with the same abilities have different fates. For example, I have a cousin named Deathstroke, and he's not doing so well in DC. His character design is basically the same as mine, but he hasn't even gotten a solo movie yet. I've made three!"
Deadpool acted like he wasn't afraid of anything, seemingly saying nothing, but in reality, saying everything! It wasn't because of the pistol in Kurohane's hand, but because he simply didn't care about Satan, the Lord of Hell!
"If I still can't go to the Time Variance Authority in the next world," Kurohane threatened, a cruel idea forming in his mind, "I'll send you to approach Satan. I'm not sure about anything else, but he definitely likes bisexuals like you! Otherwise, he wouldn't love Constantine so deeply!"