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Chapter 809
chapter 0340 part 1
Chapter 338: Contact
Accompanied by the landing of a black Batplane, the Old Master wearing a Batsuit and a scruffy-bearded Middle-Aged Man wearing a brown trench coat, with a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth, walked down from the Batplane.
"Hmm, a strong Death Aura!"
"Can you confirm if it's a Dark Creature?" Batman looked at his "Old Friend" beside him! Although this Old Friend of his had exceptionally poor character, he was a top Black Magic Master.
"How could it be that fast? I need to collect some samples!" After the famous Black Magic Master of the DC Universe, John Constantine, grumbled,
he walked towards the scorched earth marks left by the battle.
He scooped up a handful of soil from the ground containing bone fragments, then took the cigarette from his mouth to use as a casting medium. He silently chanted a spell, causing the ash, like embers, to swirl and cover the scorched earth.
First, he formed a magic-isolating barrier. Then, Constantine took a tear-shaped gem pendant from his pocket. As he chanted strange, unknown spells, streams of black energy were drawn out from the bone fragments. The more black energy he collected, the brighter the radiance emitted by the gemstone in Constantine's hand.
"Bang"
Amidst Constantine's heartbroken cry of surprise, this magic item, which clearly looked very valuable, shattered into fragments, instantly covering Constantine's forehead with sweat.
"This isn't the Power of Death, nor is it the power of Hell or Heaven. Perhaps it's from some unknown Evil God!"
Batman looked at Constantine. A rarely seen serious expression appeared on the face of this Old Friend, who was usually cynical.
"Will this power have an influence on Earth!"
"Hard to say!" Constantine shook his head. When he was just collecting this power, he clearly felt a certain chill come over him.
"My suggestion is, you'd best not provoke them. In this power, I felt a cold death energy. Beings who wield this power often have bad tempers!"
"If I were you, you'd best release its minion!"
Constantine smoked his cigarette, offering Batman advice quite frankly.
"Not now. He brought information. Earth is facing danger. I'm gathering people, John, I need your help!"
"Come on. Earth is facing danger all the time. I'm not like you superheroes. I have many creditors 'upstairs' and 'downstairs'. If I can't deal with them, every day is the end of the world for me. This matter is done. Settle the money for me! Young Master!"
"The money has been transferred to your account!"
Batman continued to ask, "Are you sure this power poses no threat to Earth?"
"This power feels very distant to me, intermittent. Even if its master is very powerful, it's not in our dimension, so there's absolutely no need to worry!"
"Hmm."
Hearing Constantine's words, and recalling Star-Lord saying he was from Another Universe, Batman finally felt relieved.
"I'm gathering people, John. The crisis Earth is facing this time is significant. I need your help!"
Constantine didn't respond, seemingly not wanting to get involved.
"One million US dollars, plus one black magic item collected by Wayne Enterprises!"
Batman seemed to understand John Constantine well, knowing he was waiting for a better offer. The President/CEO of the wealthy Wayne Family directly spoke.
"Two million US dollars, and I want three things. I'll pick them from your collection!"
"Deal!"
Constantine glanced at Batman, who agreed readily, and suddenly felt he had asked for too little. He pursed his lips and said:
"How about three million US dollars instead?"
"I have an appointment!" Batman walked towards his Batplane.
John Constantine lit a cigarette and waved at Batman: "I'll visit your Batcave later!"
Watching the Batplane ascend and leave, Constantine's gaze began to linger over the scorched earth. A light of unconcealed greed shone in his eyes.
He licked his lips: "Evil Gods who are far away are the truly good targets. Being far away means this will be an excellent creditor. If I borrow a little power from him, he can't possibly come all the way across such a distant dimension to collect a debt just for this small amount of money, right!"
"This is much better than those stingy guys from Heaven and Hell. Haven't I only tricked them a few times? They're always staring at me like debt collectors!"
John Constantine muttered to himself as he pulled out a packet of unknown black powder from inside his trench coat. He drew a complex magic array on the scorched earth marks on the ground.
This was a magic trick he had tricked out of an ancient cult. It could connect to certain mysterious beings based on the aura they left behind.
In the magic world, the existence of these mysterious, supernatural creatures is often symbolic. If you establish contact with them, you can steal certain mysterious powers from them.
Of course, it's very difficult for ordinary people to achieve this. They might even be directly scared to death by the true form of these dimensional Evil Gods, and ordinary people also can't produce things that would impress these mysterious beings.
As for Constantine, he was an old hand. While drawing the magic array, he had even thought of the things he would use to make a deal with that unknown dimensional Evil God.
His soul!
Chapter 338: Contact
Accompanied by the landing of a black Batplane, the Old Master wearing a Batsuit and a scruffy-bearded Middle-Aged Man wearing a brown trench coat, with a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth, walked down from the Batplane.
"Hmm, a strong Death Aura!"
"Can you confirm if it's a Dark Creature?" Batman looked at his "Old Friend" beside him! Although this Old Friend of his had exceptionally poor character, he was a top Black Magic Master.
"How could it be that fast? I need to collect some samples!" After the famous Black Magic Master of the DC Universe, John Constantine, grumbled,
he walked towards the scorched earth marks left by the battle.
He scooped up a handful of soil from the ground containing bone fragments, then took the cigarette from his mouth to use as a casting medium. He silently chanted a spell, causing the ash, like embers, to swirl and cover the scorched earth.
First, he formed a magic-isolating barrier. Then, Constantine took a tear-shaped gem pendant from his pocket. As he chanted strange, unknown spells, streams of black energy were drawn out from the bone fragments. The more black energy he collected, the brighter the radiance emitted by the gemstone in Constantine's hand.
"Bang"
Amidst Constantine's heartbroken cry of surprise, this magic item, which clearly looked very valuable, shattered into fragments, instantly covering Constantine's forehead with sweat.
"This isn't the Power of Death, nor is it the power of Hell or Heaven. Perhaps it's from some unknown Evil God!"
Batman looked at Constantine. A rarely seen serious expression appeared on the face of this Old Friend, who was usually cynical.
"Will this power have an influence on Earth!"
"Hard to say!" Constantine shook his head. When he was just collecting this power, he clearly felt a certain chill come over him.
"My suggestion is, you'd best not provoke them. In this power, I felt a cold death energy. Beings who wield this power often have bad tempers!"
"If I were you, you'd best release its minion!"
Constantine smoked his cigarette, offering Batman advice quite frankly.
"Not now. He brought information. Earth is facing danger. I'm gathering people, John, I need your help!"
"Come on. Earth is facing danger all the time. I'm not like you superheroes. I have many creditors 'upstairs' and 'downstairs'. If I can't deal with them, every day is the end of the world for me. This matter is done. Settle the money for me! Young Master!"
"The money has been transferred to your account!"
Batman continued to ask, "Are you sure this power poses no threat to Earth?"
"This power feels very distant to me, intermittent. Even if its master is very powerful, it's not in our dimension, so there's absolutely no need to worry!"
"Hmm."
Hearing Constantine's words, and recalling Star-Lord saying he was from Another Universe, Batman finally felt relieved.
"I'm gathering people, John. The crisis Earth is facing this time is significant. I need your help!"
Constantine didn't respond, seemingly not wanting to get involved.
"One million US dollars, plus one black magic item collected by Wayne Enterprises!"
Batman seemed to understand John Constantine well, knowing he was waiting for a better offer. The President/CEO of the wealthy Wayne Family directly spoke.
"Two million US dollars, and I want three things. I'll pick them from your collection!"
"Deal!"
Constantine glanced at Batman, who agreed readily, and suddenly felt he had asked for too little. He pursed his lips and said:
"How about three million US dollars instead?"
"I have an appointment!" Batman walked towards his Batplane.
John Constantine lit a cigarette and waved at Batman: "I'll visit your Batcave later!"
Watching the Batplane ascend and leave, Constantine's gaze began to linger over the scorched earth. A light of unconcealed greed shone in his eyes.
He licked his lips: "Evil Gods who are far away are the truly good targets. Being far away means this will be an excellent creditor. If I borrow a little power from him, he can't possibly come all the way across such a distant dimension to collect a debt just for this small amount of money, right!"
"This is much better than those stingy guys from Heaven and Hell. Haven't I only tricked them a few times? They're always staring at me like debt collectors!"
John Constantine muttered to himself as he pulled out a packet of unknown black powder from inside his trench coat. He drew a complex magic array on the scorched earth marks on the ground.
This was a magic trick he had tricked out of an ancient cult. It could connect to certain mysterious beings based on the aura they left behind.
In the magic world, the existence of these mysterious, supernatural creatures is often symbolic. If you establish contact with them, you can steal certain mysterious powers from them.
Of course, it's very difficult for ordinary people to achieve this. They might even be directly scared to death by the true form of these dimensional Evil Gods, and ordinary people also can't produce things that would impress these mysterious beings.
As for Constantine, he was an old hand. While drawing the magic array, he had even thought of the things he would use to make a deal with that unknown dimensional Evil God.
His soul!
