"I just came to ask for some help..." Constantine was driven out of the forgotten bar.
Gorilla detective Bobo used all his self-control to stop kicking the bitch''s ass.
"I just asked him to help us investigate the creation of magic by the second Prophet... The hairy primate drove us out," Constantine muttered to himself.
But there was an echo from the seemingly empty side.
"Maybe it''s your friend''s bad name!"
"Are we friends?" Constantine flicked the ash from his yellow windbreaker, picked up the cigarette butts just dropped on the ground because he was driven out and hung them on his mouth again.
"Er..." the invisible voice made a nausea sound.
"Of course not... Can''t you order another one? Also, I''ve seen you smoke three packs of cigarettes today. As a mage, you should know to stay away from those bad hobbies and things that will affect your brain."
"I smoke, drink and have promiscuity... But I''m a good mage!" Constantine said with a curl of his mouth. "And... Which mage are you talking about? The mages here are like this... Dark, gray and chaotic. Day by day, believe me, I''m not the only one who has these habits."
"The mage should be a wise man..." the voice said, "you are the shame of the mage."
"You are not much better than us, smart and wise? Calm and indifferent? Mages are essentially cheaters, thieves and thieves. We are people who distort rules and abuse power, discover and exploit loopholes in rules. No matter how self disciplined and wise you appear, we are chaotic in essence." Constantine said: "If it weren''t for the abuse of spell power... Would you be rushed out of time and can only contact me through this thing?"
Constantine picked up the chain tied to agomodo''s eye and mocked strange, who communicated with him through an artifact.
Strange didn''t refute, because he knew that although Constantine was full of crooked reasoning and wild entanglement, he stabbed the essence of magic that strange had never thought of. Gu Yi told him: a mage is a person who looks for energy from other dimensions and casts it into a weapon.
But Constantine goes further - a mage is someone who distorts and uses the rules to cheat.
Even if the cheating system is set by the creator himself.
But the creator is not a kind-hearted person, let alone a philanthropist. The "magic" left by the creator is not a kind move for these mages. The creator has his own purpose. For mages, this "purpose" is not a natural phenomenon that can ignore the past and do not need to think about it. It may make mages lose money... Compensate themselves.
"Where''s the next goal!" strange''s figure flashed by Constantine: "and the distance between us is getting closer and closer... It''s not a good thing for you. I''m connected with you outside of time. You can pull me into the world temporarily, but the forces between us are mutual, and I''m pulling you out of time."
"And in this tug of war, you won''t lose out of time."
"I know..." Constantine took a puff of smoke and let strange appear in the void through the smoke. The supreme mage did well out of time. He was still a magic floating cloak, but his eyes spewed out a foot long white light, which looked more and more mage like. He still wore the robe of master kamataj, but when he appeared in time after he was transferred to dimension Lord There will be some visions next to him, representing the attribute of his'' territory ''.
The dimension occupied by strange is obviously not a positive force.
Blood light and shadow gushed around him, and indescribable darkness enveloped him, looking like another demon king trying to trade his dirty soul with Constantine.
"I''m used to it!" Constantine said quietly:
"I can see it." strange recalled the scene when Constantine first met him through the eyes of agomodo: "supreme mage of the alien world, I''m here to negotiate terms with you! But it''s agreed... I don''t want to give anything. The world needs your strength. If it goes well, we can ''get'' you back."
It looks much more skilled than him! When strange went to talk to domam about terms, he didn''t have the rogue temperament of Constantine who could sell everything. Anyway, I decided to default
Anyway, in the end, in order to save the world, strange not only couldn''t get anything from Constantine, but also had to work hard. He also lent his magic power to Constantine. He simply packaged himself and the whole plane behind him and sold it to slag Kang.
In the competition between those who have no sense of responsibility and those who have thicker skin, strange lost completely!
Of course, Constantine didn''t get these at no cost.
He uses a little more power, that is, he pulls himself to strange. The power from outside time will push him out. If Constantine can''t rescue strange during this period of time, or find a way to cut off the connection with outside time, slag Kang will fall into strange''s hands after being excluded from time.
Then strange will show him the consequences of debt to the mage!
Of course, slag Kang knew: "I''ll sell my soul to Satan... Or Lucifer, or any Demon Lord. Go tug of war by yourself! Who wins will get my soul. Of course, I''ll use myself as a chip to negotiate terms with you... Anyway, I''ll rely on my own three inch tongue..."
"Cheating!"
As Constantine himself said, "get used to it!"
"For the sake of the world, we can''t bear the trouble... So if there''s any trouble, go to the justice alliance! Generally speaking, the magic world should deal with it by itself, but I don''t think the magic world plans to get involved in this trouble. Anyway, magic can still be used normally. What''s the conspiracy of magic creators? They may not be able to live By that time... It''s been like this for thousands of years anyway. "
"Since magic does not exist from the beginning, there is no need to let it exist until the end of time."
"That''s what they think... Instead, it''s the justice alliance. They have Batman, a persecuted paranoid. Even God''s creation of human beings is dangerous in his view. Maybe God has a plot against human beings? He must have a plan against God... It''s not wrong to find him..."
Strange looked on coldly: "I think it should have something to do with your popularity."
"What''s wrong with my popularity?" Constantine said in surprise. "Even if I am down, those who are willing to help me can still row from the tower of London to London Bridge."
"The body?" strange asked.
"And I remember when you called me, you were chased and killed by many powerful mages and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog. Just when the mage was going to take your dirty life, you used astral projection to borrow power from me... And pretended to be a worried hero for the world and cheated a lot of conditions conducive to you."
"That''s not an unequal treaty, it''s an equal exchange. You know, except me, you can''t find a second person to deal with the second prophet for you!" Constantine vowed, "you probably don''t know his reputation in the magical world."
In fact, Chen ang has no reputation in the magic world. As master dark night said, most mages only respect the prophet. Only when you get to the top can you understand awe.
"There must be something wrong with Chen ang..." strange said: "I have found some clues in our universe, but his evil is too deep. It''s not the bottom! I''m exiled out of time. There should be his factor."
"I suspect I''m in his plan to come back here. I know he''s done a lot of bad things... I just can''t guess what his motivation is."
"Maybe it''s because... It''s interesting?" Constantine knows a little about this because there is a clown in the universe who aims to make things happen.
"Many madmen don''t need any reason to destroy the world." Constantine sorted out his windbreaker and prepared to go back to Lingbo prison to see if he could find someone to take himself back to the headquarters of the Justice League.
Strange shook his head and said, "there are many such people, but Chen ang is not. He must have some plans..."