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Chapter 819
chapter 0343 part 1
Chapter 341: The Meeting, Harley Quinn
Inside the Batcave at Wayne Manor, it was evident that the people present were somewhat surprised by Constantine's arrival.
Especially Wonder Woman. As a demigod hero who had lived since World War I, she had been active in the Magic World for a long time, and it was clear she had heard of Constantine's notorious reputation.
Facing John Constantine's move to step forward and embrace her, she immediately gripped the hilt of the sword behind her back, giving him a look that clearly said, "If you dare come closer, I'll chop you into pieces."
"Alright, it seems Ms. Diana has some misunderstanding about me!" John Constantine shrugged, expressing regret.
Constantine naturally knew Wonder Woman. Diana's identity was no secret in the Magic World, and Constantine had always wanted to be friends with this demigod lady.
Among his female friends were witches, demons, and angels, but he had never had an in-depth interaction with a demigod.
Diana seemed to have no favorable impression of Constantine, her face practically radiating disgust, like she was looking at a repulsive slug: "Misunderstanding! I don't want to be in the same Space as a man who fucked a City, it makes me sick!"
Saying this, Diana turned her gaze towards Bruce Wayne: "What's the point of calling this guy here? Or are you hoping to use his third-rate magic methods to deal with thousands of Parademons!"
Bruce Wayne looked at Diana, then back at John Constantine, and asked with some doubt: "John, Diana said you fucked a City, what's that about?"
Gossip is human nature. Hearing Diana's words, not just Batman, but Cyborg, Aquaman, The Flash, and Green Arrow also gathered around.
Cyborg even scanned Constantine's appearance immediately and performed a data comparison on the Internet. Soon, he found a large amount of news about John Constantine online.
Cyborg read about John Constantine's deeds at overclocked speed. His gaze towards Constantine couldn't help but become strange.
"Fucked a City, literally? Cool! How did you do that?" Although The Flash, Barry Allen, didn't know the origin of the man in the brown trench coat before him, the bits and pieces from Wonder Woman instantly piqued his curiosity about this man with a cigarette dangling from his lips, a scruffy beard, and messy hair.
"Young and reckless, those are things of the past!"
John Constantine smoked his cigar, blowing out a smoke ring to hide his embarrassment. As for the matter of fucking women, Constantine didn't have much of a psychological burden, but back then, he was fucked by the incarnated City Spirit of Los Angeles.
Back then, to deal with a demon, he borrowed a path through Los Angeles, and the City Spirit of Los Angeles ended up having its way with him.
Being fucked by a City, this point made the chauvinistic Constantine unable to speak for a moment, so he could only change the subject.
He glanced around at the superheroes invited by the little Bat, and at the same time quickly analyzed them in his mind based on their expressions.
Hmm, that big oaf and that kid apparently don't know his Constantine's reputation. Later, when encountering difficult demon creditors, he could perhaps trick them.
The ash from John Constantine's hand drifted down, outlining an invisible magic array. Deep within his eyes, two unnoticed hexagonal star-shaped red shadows flashed as he looked at the two of them.
That big oaf's entire body was permeated with water magic power. Was he from the Fishman race or the Atlantean race? The strength permeating this kid's entire body was quite peculiar. He'd pay attention later to see what kind of ability this guy possessed; maybe he could be another good shield.
This Cyborg's strength was also decent, but technological power didn't pose much of a deterrence to his demon and angel creditors.
John Constantine's gaze swept over Cyborg and Green Arrow, not lingering long. Neither of them was within his scope of potential friends.
The former looked at him with a strange gaze, seemingly aware of his past. The latter felt very much like the little Bat, not someone easy to fool. Thinking this, the cunning Black Mage greeted each of them one by one, focusing his attention on The Flash, Barry Allen, and Aquaman Arthur.
"Hello, I'm John Constantine, just as Ms. Diana said, a third-rate Magic User who knows a little magic!"
As he spoke, he held the nearly finished cigar in his hand in front of him. The moment his fingers released it, the burning cigar fell and vanished before everyone's eyes as if it had been devoured by something invisible.
"Cool, how did you do that?" Barry Allen said in surprise.
On the other side, a hint of surprise also appeared on the faces of Aquaman, Cyborg, and the others. Cyborg's mechanical eye continuously read data, replaying Constantine's action from moments ago, but found nothing abnormal.
"Just a little magic trick!" Constantine showed off a small special skill, saying casually:
"It's just Displacement Magic. He used magic to move the ash somewhere else!" Diana ruthlessly exposed Constantine's trick.
"I prefer to call it a magic trick!" John Constantine said, taking out his sapphire cigarette case, flicking out a cigar to put in his mouth, while looking at The Flash, Barry Allen: "Kid, want one?"
The young Flash shyly waved his hand: "Thanks, I don't smoke!"
John Constantine then offered the cigar box to Aquaman, but this Aquaman's hobby for alcohol was clearly greater than for smoking. He raised the flask in his hand, took a sip, and declined his offer.
"Looks like you don't smoke either, lady!" After confirming that Cyborg and Green Arrow didn't smoke, John Constantine finally looked at Diana.
"I don't have that habit!"
Wonder Woman said coldly: "However, I need an explanation. What was the meaning of the magic you just performed?"
"Magic?" Hearing Wonder Woman's words, Bruce Wayne immediately looked at the heavily criminal record-laden John Constantine. He questioned in a deep voice: "John, what did you do? I need an explanation!"
"Oh, relax, Batman, it was just a little observation magic. As your Guest, you should show me some respect!" Constantine, who had snapped his fingers to summon a ball of black flame to light his cigar, complained to Bruce Wayne.
"John, you've never been a Guest. Ever since last time, when you summoned a high-level Hell Demon in Gotham City and almost destroyed a street, you lost the qualification to be a Guest."
Bruce Wayne said to Constantine with increased emphasis: "You still owe me an explanation, John. Without my permission, you'd better not use your forbidden magic again! Otherwise, I'll have to ask you to leave."
"So what if you're rich!"
John Constantine glared fiercely at Bruce Wayne, somewhat wanting to turn and leave. But thinking of the magic collection the Wayne Family possessed, he could only mutter a few curses under his breath in front of this rich guy.
"Alright, everyone's here. Now let's start discussing how to deal with that group of Parademons and the mastermind behind them!"
Bruce Wayne said to everyone, his back to Constantine.
After the late-arriving John Constantine took his seat, Batman, who was convening the meeting, cleared his throat. He took out a black pen and projected a blue projection in front of everyone.
On it were photos of the Parademons he had taken. Batman's photography skills were quite good, and the picture of the dense Parademon legion gathered together truly startled everyone.
Chapter 341: The Meeting, Harley Quinn
Inside the Batcave at Wayne Manor, it was evident that the people present were somewhat surprised by Constantine's arrival.
Especially Wonder Woman. As a demigod hero who had lived since World War I, she had been active in the Magic World for a long time, and it was clear she had heard of Constantine's notorious reputation.
Facing John Constantine's move to step forward and embrace her, she immediately gripped the hilt of the sword behind her back, giving him a look that clearly said, "If you dare come closer, I'll chop you into pieces."
"Alright, it seems Ms. Diana has some misunderstanding about me!" John Constantine shrugged, expressing regret.
Constantine naturally knew Wonder Woman. Diana's identity was no secret in the Magic World, and Constantine had always wanted to be friends with this demigod lady.
Among his female friends were witches, demons, and angels, but he had never had an in-depth interaction with a demigod.
Diana seemed to have no favorable impression of Constantine, her face practically radiating disgust, like she was looking at a repulsive slug: "Misunderstanding! I don't want to be in the same Space as a man who fucked a City, it makes me sick!"
Saying this, Diana turned her gaze towards Bruce Wayne: "What's the point of calling this guy here? Or are you hoping to use his third-rate magic methods to deal with thousands of Parademons!"
Bruce Wayne looked at Diana, then back at John Constantine, and asked with some doubt: "John, Diana said you fucked a City, what's that about?"
Gossip is human nature. Hearing Diana's words, not just Batman, but Cyborg, Aquaman, The Flash, and Green Arrow also gathered around.
Cyborg even scanned Constantine's appearance immediately and performed a data comparison on the Internet. Soon, he found a large amount of news about John Constantine online.
Cyborg read about John Constantine's deeds at overclocked speed. His gaze towards Constantine couldn't help but become strange.
"Fucked a City, literally? Cool! How did you do that?" Although The Flash, Barry Allen, didn't know the origin of the man in the brown trench coat before him, the bits and pieces from Wonder Woman instantly piqued his curiosity about this man with a cigarette dangling from his lips, a scruffy beard, and messy hair.
"Young and reckless, those are things of the past!"
John Constantine smoked his cigar, blowing out a smoke ring to hide his embarrassment. As for the matter of fucking women, Constantine didn't have much of a psychological burden, but back then, he was fucked by the incarnated City Spirit of Los Angeles.
Back then, to deal with a demon, he borrowed a path through Los Angeles, and the City Spirit of Los Angeles ended up having its way with him.
Being fucked by a City, this point made the chauvinistic Constantine unable to speak for a moment, so he could only change the subject.
He glanced around at the superheroes invited by the little Bat, and at the same time quickly analyzed them in his mind based on their expressions.
Hmm, that big oaf and that kid apparently don't know his Constantine's reputation. Later, when encountering difficult demon creditors, he could perhaps trick them.
The ash from John Constantine's hand drifted down, outlining an invisible magic array. Deep within his eyes, two unnoticed hexagonal star-shaped red shadows flashed as he looked at the two of them.
That big oaf's entire body was permeated with water magic power. Was he from the Fishman race or the Atlantean race? The strength permeating this kid's entire body was quite peculiar. He'd pay attention later to see what kind of ability this guy possessed; maybe he could be another good shield.
This Cyborg's strength was also decent, but technological power didn't pose much of a deterrence to his demon and angel creditors.
John Constantine's gaze swept over Cyborg and Green Arrow, not lingering long. Neither of them was within his scope of potential friends.
The former looked at him with a strange gaze, seemingly aware of his past. The latter felt very much like the little Bat, not someone easy to fool. Thinking this, the cunning Black Mage greeted each of them one by one, focusing his attention on The Flash, Barry Allen, and Aquaman Arthur.
"Hello, I'm John Constantine, just as Ms. Diana said, a third-rate Magic User who knows a little magic!"
As he spoke, he held the nearly finished cigar in his hand in front of him. The moment his fingers released it, the burning cigar fell and vanished before everyone's eyes as if it had been devoured by something invisible.
"Cool, how did you do that?" Barry Allen said in surprise.
On the other side, a hint of surprise also appeared on the faces of Aquaman, Cyborg, and the others. Cyborg's mechanical eye continuously read data, replaying Constantine's action from moments ago, but found nothing abnormal.
"Just a little magic trick!" Constantine showed off a small special skill, saying casually:
"It's just Displacement Magic. He used magic to move the ash somewhere else!" Diana ruthlessly exposed Constantine's trick.
"I prefer to call it a magic trick!" John Constantine said, taking out his sapphire cigarette case, flicking out a cigar to put in his mouth, while looking at The Flash, Barry Allen: "Kid, want one?"
The young Flash shyly waved his hand: "Thanks, I don't smoke!"
John Constantine then offered the cigar box to Aquaman, but this Aquaman's hobby for alcohol was clearly greater than for smoking. He raised the flask in his hand, took a sip, and declined his offer.
"Looks like you don't smoke either, lady!" After confirming that Cyborg and Green Arrow didn't smoke, John Constantine finally looked at Diana.
"I don't have that habit!"
Wonder Woman said coldly: "However, I need an explanation. What was the meaning of the magic you just performed?"
"Magic?" Hearing Wonder Woman's words, Bruce Wayne immediately looked at the heavily criminal record-laden John Constantine. He questioned in a deep voice: "John, what did you do? I need an explanation!"
"Oh, relax, Batman, it was just a little observation magic. As your Guest, you should show me some respect!" Constantine, who had snapped his fingers to summon a ball of black flame to light his cigar, complained to Bruce Wayne.
"John, you've never been a Guest. Ever since last time, when you summoned a high-level Hell Demon in Gotham City and almost destroyed a street, you lost the qualification to be a Guest."
Bruce Wayne said to Constantine with increased emphasis: "You still owe me an explanation, John. Without my permission, you'd better not use your forbidden magic again! Otherwise, I'll have to ask you to leave."
"So what if you're rich!"
John Constantine glared fiercely at Bruce Wayne, somewhat wanting to turn and leave. But thinking of the magic collection the Wayne Family possessed, he could only mutter a few curses under his breath in front of this rich guy.
"Alright, everyone's here. Now let's start discussing how to deal with that group of Parademons and the mastermind behind them!"
Bruce Wayne said to everyone, his back to Constantine.
After the late-arriving John Constantine took his seat, Batman, who was convening the meeting, cleared his throat. He took out a black pen and projected a blue projection in front of everyone.
On it were photos of the Parademons he had taken. Batman's photography skills were quite good, and the picture of the dense Parademon legion gathered together truly startled everyone.
