The Death Knell

Constantine swung the glass and drained the wine with a tilt of his neck. Maybe it was because it was too hot. He kept sucking in the cold air, but he raised his hand to ask for new drinks.

"Huh, Tracy and the others want to hold a small ceremony. It has nothing to do with magic, just comfort in faith." Constantine stuck out his tongue and continued his topic: "They held hands and formed a circle. I pray in my heart to the God I believe in, and pray that they can survive this difficult time without magic."

"Then Wuhuo was controlled by Hecate." Su Ming continued this sentence.

"Almost, maybe there are followers of Hecate among the girls, so she answered the prayer." Constantine showed a weird smile.

"..." Su Ming lowered his head and thought.

"Suddenly Wuhuo started screaming, her body glowed purple, and she shouted loudly for everyone to leave, but soon her voice changed. It was not her own tone."

Zha Kang picked up a new drink and blew into the cup. The air around him seemed dull and hot, and sweat kept flowing down his forehead.

But he sat firmly in his chair.

"That's not the voice of a female singer." Su Ming confirmed to him.

"Just one sentence from an old woman's voice can give you goosebumps, just like my former landlady." Zha Kang nodded and continued his story: "Then the witch fire started burning, that powerful flame It swept over in an instant, like the scene of lava from hell churning."

"Some of the girls are believers in heaven or hell, and they still have the strength to leave, but more of them did not run away." Su Ming added.

"They are still too young to see this kind of flame, this kind of power, let alone face the goddess of magic." Constantine answered affirmatively.

Su Ming also took off his helmet and raised his hand for wine. It was indeed a pity to see so many beautiful girls die: "So they all turned into charcoal."

"Yes, maybe this is the choice of fate." Constantine spat, and a puff of smoke immediately emerged from the charred ground: "If any of them can hide behind me, maybe they can survive. , but no one thinks I can rely on it.”

Su Ming raised his eyebrows and touched the hot wine glass: "Is this why you stayed and didn't escape? Using the blood of the devil to act as a cover?"

Constantine leaned back on the chair as if he was relaxed and spread out his hands: "Who knows, maybe I just want to die. After all, we are all doomed."

"You mean the Origin Wall, not Hecate." Su Ming knocked on the table.

"Yes, Batman has been asking me to investigate something, and I have some new clues. What Leopard Girl and the others stole at the bottom of the sea is called the 'Tears of Death', which is a very powerful magic potion."

Constantine dipped his hand in some wine and drew an abstract pattern on the ashes-covered table.

"I haven't heard of it." Su Ming directly put the phone on the table. Bat had to listen carefully to this matter. Zha Kang probably guessed that Batman was eavesdropping again, so he was too lazy to run to the Hall of Justice. One trip.

"Then do you know the 'Fountain of Youth'?" Constantine asked again. He scratched his beard, and fleas fell out: "Or the 'Water of Life'?"

Su Ming thought for a moment, and he had heard of these two things: "The legend of the Fountain of Youth is in the Caribbean, a liquid that can make people immortal after drinking it. As for the water of life, it is called the 'Lazarus Fountain' More accurate."

"Ah, that's only half right. The Fountain of Youth is actually a magic potion, a specialty of the Silver City, and a drug used by angels to reward devout believers." Zha Kang shook his head with a smile.

"Drugs..." Su Ming thought thoughtfully.

"That's the Fountain of Youth, not the Fountain of Immortality." Constantine showed disdain, as if he saw something dirty: "So taking a sip every year will ensure your appearance, but it will not extend your life, and once it is interrupted, It ages ten times faster than others.”

"So the angels use these to control believers."

"Who knows, but I think it is." Constantine burped and picked his ears with his fingers.

The fire was so hot that a piece of earwax fell out due to excessive dryness.

Su Ming also took a sip of wine. The foreign wine tasted very strange after being heated. It is estimated that only an alcoholic like Zha Kang could drink it: "What are you doing with these two things?"

"Ah, because Tears of Death, this magical elixir, is their dark side. With just one drop, even a god will die directly." Constantine seemed to have come back to his senses.

Su Ming touched his beard: "So now that Luther has obtained the god-killing poison, what will he do next? Apply it on the blow dart?"

Constantine smiled. He even accidentally breathed in some ash and coughed repeatedly.

"Well, with Luther's style, I think he would put poison on the kryptonite spear or dagger... But the more likely possibility is that it's the Leopard Girl's claws, which are natural sharp weapons. And Leopard Girl is so fast that even Barry will be caught by her."

Su Ming was thinking, if he is a god, only Diana and Aquaman in the Justice League have something to do with it.

Diana was hidden in hell, very safe, and Luther probably couldn't find her, after all, he didn't have any magicians there.

But Neptune may be in danger.

But this is not something Su Ming should worry about, let Batman worry about it.

Su Ming is participating in a fruit grabbing competition. Su Ming has grabbed two so far, and Hecate has also grabbed one.

It's just that this fruit cannot be used on Su Ming's side, but Hecate's side has solidly increased its strength.

There are still two engraved people, so the next step is to try our best to weaken Hecate's power before the head-on battle, at least to fight for one more engraved person and hide her.

However, it must be difficult to find two people in the huge crowd.

Everything in the magical world happens behind the curtain, and even Batman is largely blind and cannot count on it.

The only ones who are reliable now are the spellcasters, especially hell sorcerers like Alberta and Constantine.

"How about it? Do you want to join us?" Su Ming invited Zha Kang. After all, Bobo would definitely go crazy if he was left in a deserted bar.

"No, I have something else to do." Constantine stood up and rubbed his butt: "I have an appointment with the best lady in Whitechapel tonight. I have paid a deposit of 30 yuan in advance."

Su Ming nodded in understanding. Zha Kang had a wide range of hobbies, including being a street girl.

"Be careful. At this time, I think it's safer for you to go directly to hell and play succubus."

"Tsk, don't mention Lilith, let's just do it, I'm leaving." Zha Kang waved his hand and slipped out of the bar door as if running for his life: "By the way, help me tell the orangutan that Tracy survived, Ye Shadow brought She slipped into the plane of shadow."

Su Ming turned to look at the orangutan detective on the other side, who had basically checked all the corpses, and showed a sad expression.

In fact, this news could have been told at the beginning, not after the orangutan had close contact with dozens of scorched and smelly corpses...