American Comics: Start To Become A God, I Choose Science And Magic Double Cultivation

Although he already has an idea about the whereabouts of the Dream Stone, Dane is not in a hurry to find it.

Instead, Constantine was found first.

Constantine was happy to see Dane back, because it meant Lucifer wouldn't trouble him again in the future.

Although there has been no shortage of troubles behind him, one less thing is better.

But Dane told him that the matter was not over yet: "In order to save your soul, I made a deal with Lucifer."

Dane's expression was solemn, as if this was really the case. Constantine was affected and couldn't help tightening his heartstrings.

"What deal?"

Dane is a habitual fool: "He asked me to help him find three ancient lost artifacts in exchange for your soul."

Constantine was a little suspicious when he heard this. It wasn't that he suspected Dane was lying. He just felt that his soul was worth more than one artifact. Three?

Could it be that the Boss was deceived by the fallen Angel?

Dane seemed to see what he was thinking, and he sighed: "I also know that this request is too much, but Lucifer is too strong, I have no choice..."

Constantine nodded, he understood this feeling.

Dane took the opportunity to say: "But I promised you that I would protect your soul, so I agreed to him, and I have already found out the whereabouts of the first artifact."

"But this artifact has something to do with you, so you must cooperate with me."

Constantine had to admit that he was really moved at the moment, so he took care of everything.

"No problem, since this matter happened because of me, I will naturally cooperate with you fully.

"Okay, I heard that a long time ago you got a sandbag 540 that contained magic power. Is this true?"

Constantine scratched his head, thought about it carefully, and said uncertainly:

"There seems to be such a thing, but it was a long time ago and I'm not sure if it's still there.

As a well-known magician, Constantine occasionally finds some second-hand goods, which are usually magical gadgets.

"Why don't we go back to London and have a look? I have a lot of old things stored in my hometown.

Dane nodded, "Where are the coordinates?"

Constantine said a coordinate, but Dane didn't see any movement, but the surrounding light and shadow suddenly changed.

When he looked around again, he found that he had returned to a dilapidated old house.

He glanced at Dane and asked with some confusion: "Has your magic become more and more powerful recently?"

Dane said calmly: "Nothing else, people are familiar with you."

Constantine turned and walked towards the old house, Dane following behind.

He took Dane to the Warehouse room, but what he was looking for was not sandbags, but his memoirs.

Dane never knew he had this habit.

Constantine explained: "This is to prevent someone from using magic like the Forgetting Spell on me, so that I have a way to retrieve my memory."

Dane nodded to express his understanding. After all, Zha Kang had many enemies.

He searched for a long time and finally found information about "sandbags" in one of the memoirs.

Information in the memoir shows that the sandbags may have been taken away by his ex-girlfriend Rachel.

Rachel is a drug addict. In order to raise drug money, one day she emptied Constantine's house of all valuable things, including the sandbag.

"Do you remember where she lives?"

Constantine shook his head when he heard this: "It has been several years. People like her will not stay in one place for too long."

"Then tell me her real name, identity information, etc."

Constantine was very cooperative and recorded a lot of information about Rachel in detail in her memoirs.

Dane used the "Tracing Spell" to find her address and teleported there with Constantine.

As soon as the two arrived at Rachel's residence, they felt that something was not right here. It seemed that no one had lived in the house for a long time.

But the instructions of the "Tracing Spell" were correct, and they entered this "haunted house".

As soon as they entered the door, they saw several human bodies that could not tell whether they were dead or alive collapsed on the ground.

Constantine became a little more vigilant, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a fire.

The fire was brighter than the lamp, lighting up the room instantly.

He saw the appearance of those people on the ground, their expressions were dull and their saliva was drooling, but they seemed to be still alive.

He subconsciously wanted to step forward, but there was a "pop" sound and he didn't know what he stepped on.

The scene in front of him changed, the house disappeared, and his location turned into the sky. When he looked up, he found that it was the earth above!

The strong sense of weightlessness instantly took away all his ability to move. He suddenly forgot his purpose and why he was here.

He tried to remember what he could do. He vaguely remembered that he was with someone else. Who was it?

Damn it! He couldn't remember.

At the moment, Constantine has forgotten that he is a magician, and even who he is.

His consciousness seemed to be emptied as he lost weight, as if he was about to sink.

But at the moment, a strong hand pulled him back to reality.

Constantine woke up suddenly, and then he saw that he was still standing in front of the "haunted house" without moving a step, and his back was wet with cold sweat all over his body.

"Just...that was..." Constantine was still a little shocked.

The feeling of weightlessness is nothing, but the feeling of forgetting yourself for a moment is terrifying.

"It's a dream, John." Dane explained calmly: "You just fell into a dream, be careful, (cefi) dreams are pervasive here.

Dane attached his hand to the dream power that he had taken from Glauber. He stretched out his hand to grab it, as if he had caught something in the void, and then tore it apart with all his strength.

Like a transparent veil being torn apart, the illusion is torn away, revealing the truth of reality.

Only then did Constantine suddenly realize that he was surrounded by walls of tissue and flesh.

Holding back his nausea, he twisted some meat and found some sparkling sand on the meat.

Only then did he realize that someone had been combined with the thing in the sandbag. Although he was still alive, it was not much different from death.

Then, a weird-looking ugly face protruded from the wall of flesh. It could actually speak: "Who are you...?"

Without saying a word, Dane shot out a divine thunderbolt directly from his body, hitting the strange face directly, and it was instantly chopped into pulp.

But not long after, the ugly face appeared on the wall again: "It's useless, you can't kill the dream."

"Dream" is actually an illusory concept. You cannot kill a concept.

But "Dream Sand" is actually part of Morpheus's power. Although it cannot be killed, it can be plundered.

Seeing that lightning couldn't kill it, Dane didn't try hard, so he took out the necromancer scepter again.

But "Dream Sand"'s face changed drastically after seeing Scepter, and it screamed: "You can't take away my power, it will kill me!"

Dane looked at it in surprise, isn't this a good thing?

"Dream Sand" understood what he meant, and became even more frightened. It began to plead: "No, please don't do this. I swear to be loyal to you, please let me go!"

"Without me, the power of dreams will not be complete. They will return to the owner's body."

Dane's movements stopped, and he remembered that this was what happened.

In the original work, Dr. Destiny destroyed the "Dream Stone" in front of Morpheus, but the power of the Dream Stone returned to Sandman instantly.

He wasn't sure whether Scepter could beat Morpheus, and he felt a little unsure.

"Dream Sand" saw that there was something going on and continued to strike while the iron was hot: "I swear, I can give my soul to you, as long as you let me go."

Dane's eyes flashed, and he asked: "Are you telling the truth? Are you willing to sacrifice your soul?"

"Yes!" "Dream Sand" nodded crazily.

But it also has small calculations. Its soul is very strong, and ordinary contract magic cannot completely control it.

And after all, it belongs to Sandman, and there is no way for ordinary people to control it.

Dane used contract magic with a smile and asked it again: "Are you sure you will give me your soul and let me do whatever I want?"

"Dream Sand" did not realize that the danger was coming, and it agreed without hesitation.

The magic takes effect, and the ownership of the soul of "Dream Sand" belongs to Dane.

Dane caught sight of it, grabbed it with his big hand, and pulled its soul out of the wall of flesh.

"Dream Sand" was so shocked that it began to struggle crazily.

"No! This is impossible! Who are you?"

Dane's hand lit up with light and enveloped the soul in his hand.

When feeling the power coming from all directions, "Dream Sand" finally understood.

"Death is actually the power of death, ah——!"

It is full of grief and anger in its heart. You should have told me if you have something to do with "death"!

Why don't I cooperate with you in everything? As for killing me?

But Dane turned a deaf ear, just as "Dream Sand" thought in his heart, this is Morpheus's power, so he can take it back anytime he wants.

But what if the soul of "Dream Sand" no longer belongs to him? What if the soul of "Dream Sand" recognizes another person as its master?

Then Morpheus cannot retrieve the "Sand of Dreams" with just words.

What Dane is doing now is to turn the soul in his hands into a puppet that is completely obedient to him, a tool without thought.

Just be an artificial retard from "Dream Sand" to me!