The Death Knell

Girls of Raven's age often have to dress up when going out, even wizards.

So there were still a few minutes left for the death knell. He grabbed a handful of coins and went to the public phone in the bar to call Alberta. The small round table next to the phone was where Constantine usually sat. There were still flames on the floor. Mark of.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. He shook his head and returned to the bar.

"Contact Miss Colorado for Kids? Don't waste your time."

Bobo drank the wine in his glass, jumped off the bar to do warm-up exercises, and explained as if he were a crowd of spectators:

"You paid her the bill after the last incident, right? So before all the money turns into cigarettes and alcohol and goes into her belly, you can't even hope to find her sober."

The bar music flows from the old-fashioned jukebox in the corner. It is nostalgic blues music and looks very tasteful.

Su Ming nodded, and that was probably the case.

If Constantine is a chain smoker, then she is an alcoholic who has to buy low-quality wine when she has no money to eat.

"I originally wanted to contact Lucifer through her to see what the King of Hell thinks of the snow in the main dimension."

"Lucifer is not as easy to deal with as Maizi." Bobo's expression became very strange. He hugged his short arms: "Last time you took out the body of a certain God clone in exchange for him to take action. This time you What price can be paid for him to help or provide information?"

Asking the devil for help must be a transaction, and the transaction must have chips.

Regardless of whether you really have to pay in the end, you must at least make the devil sufficiently excited beforehand.

"Hmm...my cousin's anus?" Su Ming put out the cigarette butt. He also knew that he didn't have enough chips in his hand, but this didn't stop him from teasing his cousin.

As expected, Bobo retched, and the orangutan's tongue stuck out for a long time.

"Don't mention him, the smell seems to be lingering in my mind." The detective retreated and staggered against the bar: "Lucifer wants to date you. If you are willing to sacrifice a few days to make him happy, I guess He will help you."

Harley rolled her eyes and leaned into Deathstroke's ear: "I want to see..."

"Ah, I personally have no interest in fencing or stirring up shit." Deathstroke expressionlessly rejected Bobo's ill-intentioned suggestion and pushed the little lunatic's head away: "You are also perverted, Sugar Bean."

"What's wrong with human beings being perverted? Our world is crazy." Harley pouted, but then said: "You want to find out about Lucifer, why don't you go to the Demon Knight? That's the worst of him. My younger brother."

Harley is talking about Etrigan, the son of Baal, a hell demon, but his soul is bound to Jason Blood, a knight of the Round Table from the time of King Arthur.

Little Jellybean has little interaction with the magic world, and she doesn't know a few wizards. Etrigan is known to her mainly because his typical split personality state is worthy of study.

Back then, the knight was seriously injured and on the verge of death. In order to save him, Merlin summoned the demon and sealed it into the knight's body, providing unlimited vitality.

Sir Brad is a perfect knight, strong-willed, brave and noble.

But Etrigan, who occasionally controls the knight's body, is the most standard devil, cunning, despicable and cruel.

When the two coexist, the performance is to repeatedly jump between good and evil, so he can barely be called an anti-hero.

This seemingly example of two extremely different personalities in one body makes Harley easily think of Batman, so naturally she has to ask her friends for information to research. The friend here refers to Diana, who leads the Dark Alliance.

"Etrigan can't do it. He wavers between the inner dragon and Lucifer. The King of Hell has already seen through his duplicity."

Deathstroke shook his head and rejected the suggestion. In fact, the Demon Knight was quite popular, but it was impossible to tell when his inner personality would switch. That would be a time bomb.

If you consult him now, and he is given some false information or betrayed to someone, things will get out of hand.

Harley spread her hands and said that she knew so much. If she was rejected, she would have no suggestions and could only follow along.

Immediately, she began to observe the wizards in the bar, trying to find some fun in the thought bubbles above their heads.

However, the people in the tavern are now full of suspicion about Deathstroke. They are wondering why he came here? Will magic start charging again? Or are you planning to kill someone?

Fear overflowed from every word in my mind.

It's boring. Harley has long passed the stage of finding fun in fear. She now wants to see bold and exciting ideas.

Raven arrived at this time. She was still the same as before, wearing a black swimsuit uniform and high leather boots that looked like dead stock. She wore a large dark purple cloak outside, covering her eyes with shadows.

Her voice was a bit hoarse, probably due to poor rest. Her father's attention brought tremendous pressure and a sense of threat, which often kept her awake at night.

"Deathstroke, Harley, Detective." She greeted everyone one by one and nodded to Tracey at the bar.

Then, the girl's eyes fell on the three gorilla beauties, as if she was curious about why they were here and why they were wearing red, yellow and green maid uniforms.

"Now that everyone is here, let's set off, but first we have to go to Gotham. I'll treat everyone to a meal before we get on the road." Deathstroke stood up and smiled apologetically at the gorillas who were looking at them eagerly. .

Bobo was the first to run towards the door, as if he couldn't wait to escape from here: "Although it sounds like we are all going to die, no matter what, let's go quickly."

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Although the ice and snow cannot be regarded as the Penguin's home field, he and his men are relatively resistant to cold weather.

After all, there is a secret space underneath the Iceberg Restaurant, where there are many penguins in a simulated Antarctica. He often goes to the zoo when he is resting.

But now he doesn't know whether to be happy or sad.

It is certainly worth being happy to be resurrected from the dead, not to mention that his property did not suffer too much loss, and his younger brothers have basically gathered back.

The sad thing is that Batman seems to have crossed some boundaries. If he came to dinner before, he would assume the identity of Bruce Wayne and speak very nicely.

But this time he came as Batman and took the initiative to attack him, implying that he wanted to change his identity and be good to everyone, but Bat actually took action.

That's not right, the Dark Knight has become even darker. What happened during his death?

After the plague bat and cat left, Penguin, who had received treatment from a private doctor, also returned to his office. He wanted to make some calls to ask about old friends, such as Mr. Freeze or Black Mask.

It was freezing and snowy outside, so Batman must have approached Mr. Freeze to ask about this; and as for Black Mask, he opened a nightclub, what if Bat had been there to play?

But at this moment, a younger brother ran into the office in a panic, shouting out of breath:

"Boss, no good, the death knell is calling!"

"...Fake!"

Penguin dropped the phone and escaped directly through a secret passage. He boarded a speedboat that could go out to sea from the sewer, without any intention of waiting.