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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0341_part_02
Chapter 813
chapter 0341 part 2
He walked up along the crystal road, looking back down. This Mountain Peak was at least hundreds of miles high. The upper half of the entire Mountain Peak was a huge Manor, with strange radiance falling from Above.
Shining on the Mountain Peak, on those magnificent architecture, John Constantine looked at the pavilion at the Mountain Peak and vaguely had a premonition that the Dimensional Evil God who had pulled him here was in the pavilion Above.
He climbed all the way up. Although he was a soul body, he felt as if he had a physical body at this moment, and as he continued to climb, he even felt a sense of fatigue.
Finally, after much effort, he reached the Mountain Peak. In that pavilion, a shadow wearing a white suit came into John Constantine's eyes.
"Asian?!"
John Constantine entered the pavilion, and the appearance of the person before him gradually became clear. He was somewhat surprised in his heart. He had dealt with many Demon Kings of Hell and Dimensional Evil Gods, but he had never seen an Evil God with an Asian appearance.
However, thinking that Dimensional Evil Gods could change their true body form at will, John Constantine suppressed the urge to use magic to probe His true body. He entered the pavilion, bowed towards the man, and said, "Great Crowned One, it is an honor to come and meet You!"
The man sized up the somewhat disheveled John Constantine before him, extended his hand, and gestured, "All who come are Guests, please sit!"
John Constantine was not timid at all and sat down directly opposite him. He reached into his trench coat, wanting to pull out his cigarette box, but found it empty.
Only then did he remember that he was currently a soul body, and his cigarettes were still in the pocket of his physical body's clothes.
Suddenly, a cigar box appeared before him. John Constantine looked up and saw the man gesturing to him with his hand.
John Constantine took out a cigar, also inlaid with crushed diamonds, from the cigar box inlaid with gemstones. He held this luxury item to his nose and sniffed. The man in the suit had already lit a cigar and was smoking heavily. He threw the cigar cutter and match in his hand to John Constantine:
"A true cigar rolled on the thighs of Cuban virgins. To maintain the pure taste, I specifically acquired a cigarette factory in Cuba. Try the taste?"
John Constantine skillfully used the cigar cutter to cut the tip of the cigar and used the match to slowly roast the cigar.
"I have never smoked such a luxury cigar. Compared to the other Gods and Demons I have encountered, You are the most knowledgeable Crowned One when it comes to enjoyment. Compared to those rude beings, You are truly too elegant. May I have the honor of knowing Your Divine Name!"
John Constantine smoked the cigar, showering the man in the suit with flattery, wanting to probe the man in the suit's origin.
The man in the suit exhaled a smoke ring, "You can call me Tang!"
Just moments ago, Tang Song, who was still having a party on a yacht near the Manhattan Sea Area, felt that in some unknown Parallel Universe,
Someone had triggered the decoy he had placed. He felt a trace of his strength being prayed for.
Someone was using magic abilities to trace the Skeleton Demon he had released, probing him in reverse. This immediately piqued his interest.
So, upon sensing that the magic power was about to dissipate, Tang Song used the location of the group of Skeleton Demons to pull this prayer into the Universe where he was located.
He didn't expect it to be such a pleasant surprise.
"Interesting..."
Tang Song recognized the person before him. Connecting the fact that the Skeleton Demon he had released had appeared in that Parallel Universe, it was clear that Star-Lord had gone there.
The DC Universe? Strange, how could the Marvel Universe's Quantum Tunnel connect to the DC Universe? Was there some connection he didn't understand?
Or was it related to the existence behind the Lord God Barracks! Tang Song's thoughts instantly connected many things in his mind.
And John Constantine's mind was also rapidly working, searching through the vast magic books he had read for a Demon or God named Tang.
However, no matter how long he thought, he couldn't find a corresponding figure.
"Great Crowned One, may I ask if there is anything You need my service for by summoning me?" John Constantine looked at Tang Song through the white smoke rising from his cigar.
Tang Song glanced sideways at John Constantine, chuckling, "Didn't you actively summon me, John Constantine? Are you coveting my strength!?"
"Cough, cough..."
John Constantine almost choked on the cigar he had inhaled. He coughed, and while covering his mouth, he secretly sized up Tang Song. He hadn't expected his reputation to spread so widely.
He just didn't know how much this Evil God or Demon before him knew about him.
"Great Crowned One, I am just a third-rate Mage who wishes to pray for strength. I didn't expect to unintentionally disturb You!" John Constantine tried to explain to Tang Song.
Tang Song looked at John Constantine with a smile, "Strength, I can bestow upon you powerful strength, but what can you offer in return? As a Mage, you should know that everything has a price, Mr. Constantine!"
John Constantine looked at Tang Song, a cunning smile flashing in his eyes. He felt as if another fat fish had taken the bait.
He walked up along the crystal road, looking back down. This Mountain Peak was at least hundreds of miles high. The upper half of the entire Mountain Peak was a huge Manor, with strange radiance falling from Above.
Shining on the Mountain Peak, on those magnificent architecture, John Constantine looked at the pavilion at the Mountain Peak and vaguely had a premonition that the Dimensional Evil God who had pulled him here was in the pavilion Above.
He climbed all the way up. Although he was a soul body, he felt as if he had a physical body at this moment, and as he continued to climb, he even felt a sense of fatigue.
Finally, after much effort, he reached the Mountain Peak. In that pavilion, a shadow wearing a white suit came into John Constantine's eyes.
"Asian?!"
John Constantine entered the pavilion, and the appearance of the person before him gradually became clear. He was somewhat surprised in his heart. He had dealt with many Demon Kings of Hell and Dimensional Evil Gods, but he had never seen an Evil God with an Asian appearance.
However, thinking that Dimensional Evil Gods could change their true body form at will, John Constantine suppressed the urge to use magic to probe His true body. He entered the pavilion, bowed towards the man, and said, "Great Crowned One, it is an honor to come and meet You!"
The man sized up the somewhat disheveled John Constantine before him, extended his hand, and gestured, "All who come are Guests, please sit!"
John Constantine was not timid at all and sat down directly opposite him. He reached into his trench coat, wanting to pull out his cigarette box, but found it empty.
Only then did he remember that he was currently a soul body, and his cigarettes were still in the pocket of his physical body's clothes.
Suddenly, a cigar box appeared before him. John Constantine looked up and saw the man gesturing to him with his hand.
John Constantine took out a cigar, also inlaid with crushed diamonds, from the cigar box inlaid with gemstones. He held this luxury item to his nose and sniffed. The man in the suit had already lit a cigar and was smoking heavily. He threw the cigar cutter and match in his hand to John Constantine:
"A true cigar rolled on the thighs of Cuban virgins. To maintain the pure taste, I specifically acquired a cigarette factory in Cuba. Try the taste?"
John Constantine skillfully used the cigar cutter to cut the tip of the cigar and used the match to slowly roast the cigar.
"I have never smoked such a luxury cigar. Compared to the other Gods and Demons I have encountered, You are the most knowledgeable Crowned One when it comes to enjoyment. Compared to those rude beings, You are truly too elegant. May I have the honor of knowing Your Divine Name!"
John Constantine smoked the cigar, showering the man in the suit with flattery, wanting to probe the man in the suit's origin.
The man in the suit exhaled a smoke ring, "You can call me Tang!"
Just moments ago, Tang Song, who was still having a party on a yacht near the Manhattan Sea Area, felt that in some unknown Parallel Universe,
Someone had triggered the decoy he had placed. He felt a trace of his strength being prayed for.
Someone was using magic abilities to trace the Skeleton Demon he had released, probing him in reverse. This immediately piqued his interest.
So, upon sensing that the magic power was about to dissipate, Tang Song used the location of the group of Skeleton Demons to pull this prayer into the Universe where he was located.
He didn't expect it to be such a pleasant surprise.
"Interesting..."
Tang Song recognized the person before him. Connecting the fact that the Skeleton Demon he had released had appeared in that Parallel Universe, it was clear that Star-Lord had gone there.
The DC Universe? Strange, how could the Marvel Universe's Quantum Tunnel connect to the DC Universe? Was there some connection he didn't understand?
Or was it related to the existence behind the Lord God Barracks! Tang Song's thoughts instantly connected many things in his mind.
And John Constantine's mind was also rapidly working, searching through the vast magic books he had read for a Demon or God named Tang.
However, no matter how long he thought, he couldn't find a corresponding figure.
"Great Crowned One, may I ask if there is anything You need my service for by summoning me?" John Constantine looked at Tang Song through the white smoke rising from his cigar.
Tang Song glanced sideways at John Constantine, chuckling, "Didn't you actively summon me, John Constantine? Are you coveting my strength!?"
"Cough, cough..."
John Constantine almost choked on the cigar he had inhaled. He coughed, and while covering his mouth, he secretly sized up Tang Song. He hadn't expected his reputation to spread so widely.
He just didn't know how much this Evil God or Demon before him knew about him.
"Great Crowned One, I am just a third-rate Mage who wishes to pray for strength. I didn't expect to unintentionally disturb You!" John Constantine tried to explain to Tang Song.
Tang Song looked at John Constantine with a smile, "Strength, I can bestow upon you powerful strength, but what can you offer in return? As a Mage, you should know that everything has a price, Mr. Constantine!"
John Constantine looked at Tang Song, a cunning smile flashing in his eyes. He felt as if another fat fish had taken the bait.
