The Death Knell

Seeing Constantine disappear from the door, Su Ming put away the mobile phone on the table.

The candles originally placed on the small round table now melted into puddles of white goo, like traces of vomiting.

"Hey, Constantine said that Tracy survived, and Night Shadow took her to the Shadow Realm."

She looked at him sideways, then looked down at her hands, which were stained with black ash and various human tissues. She sighed, straightened up, and closed her eyes.

"This scumbag, he could have said it earlier, he just wanted to see me unable to eat afterward!"

Alberta shrugged indifferently, "This is your bar anyway, and these corpses will have to be cleaned up sooner or later."

"Since Tracy is not dead, these matters are all left to her. Humph, she even held a gathering of mages in a bar. The consequences are all her responsibility."

The orangutan is already planning how to exploit Tracy after she comes back, such as deducting wages, deducting wages, deducting wages and so on.

Now that I have gone to the Shadow Realm, I feel a lot more relieved.

It was a small plane attached to the world. There used to be a demon in it, and he tried to control Ye Ying's younger brother to crossbreed with her.

But that guy was killed by Ye Ying and the witch a long time ago, and now the Shadow Realm is purely a barren land in darkness.

Not to mention the enemy, there is not even a hair on his head.

"Okay, the next goal is to find the fourth engraved holder and deal with it. Alberta, what do you think?"

Su Ming asked the female mage, who was now washing the black ash on her hands with wine.

"There is no such thing as divination among hell's spells, and Hecate is immune to all kinds of premonition tools. Now I can only use a more primitive method, which is to contact the sorcerers I know one by one."

This is indeed a way, but it also consumes too much time.

In fact, it is easier to use online software to set up a chat group or something, but many mages don't even use mobile phones.

They were born too early and don't like modern technology. For them, the means of communication basically rely on their magic pets to send messages or magical transmissions.

Su Ming touched his chin. As soon as he heard this plan, he knew that it would take a lot of time. With that time, the fourth engraver would probably have escaped by himself.

"Ape, I have another way. The Shadow Plane reminded me."

He put his hat back on, took out his wine from the bar and took a few sips, then took out the night blade from his suit pocket.

"Although I'm not very good at killing enemies with this sword, it has a basic function."

He held the sword with both hands and raised it high, making Su Ming feel that soon a thunder would strike down, and then the orangutan would turn into a super muscular man or something.

Thunder did come, and a bright white electric light penetrated the blade. It was the lightning that divided the world, a strange energy.

The power of the legendary weapon Night Blade had been seen countless times in the hands of his deceased old friend.

The charred tavern was gradually flooded by light, and a huge crack filled with colorful spiritual light unfolded in front of several people's eyes. Everything around them became unreal. Several people seemed to be held by invisible hands and pulled directly into the crack. .

"Huh, welcome to Maia, the plane of magic."

The orangutan detective put away the night blade and scratched his head. In fact, he didn't do anything, he just told the night blade to open the portal.

Su Ming looked around and saw that everything was indeed full of magic. This was the plane of high demons. There were traces of magic everywhere, as well as the architectural form that pursued the unity of nature and man.

The pursuit of harmony between man and nature in Europe and the United States is different from that in Asia. They like towers that reach into the clouds and pointed roofs. In short, the higher they are, the closer they are to the sky.

However, this is just an accessory plane, so its rules are incomplete. Even if there are not anthropomorphic animals and things like the Kingdom of Dreams, many things here do not look real.

"You couldn't be the one who sent us to Hecate's house, right?" Donna looked at the flowers on the roadside. The flowers that should have bloomed in different seasons were all blooming now, and the rich fragrance made her feel better. On alert.

"Oh, of course not. Maia's magic is generated by this plane itself. It is the source of power. It cannot be stolen or robbed, so this is also a safe place."

Immediately explaining, he led a few people to a densely populated street. The current location of the few people was in the garden of the palace.

The Night Master likes it here.

There are no magic skills, and there is no way to adjust the position of the portal, so I can only make do.

Su Ming knew some of the situation here, but things involving magic were often unclear, and he couldn't guarantee that the information was correct.

The magical plane Maia is more like the source of fairy magic. Its representatives are the trumpet girls with dragonfly wings flying around, or the Irish leprechauns who love to wear green hats.

Of course, this is also where the power of special monsters such as unicorns and Pegasus comes from.

It can be said that Maia is a source of magic that is still in development.

However, because Hecate stole fire directly from the outside world, dark witchcraft has occupied the mainstream of the world in historical evolution, because that kind of power is easier to master and does not require blood.

The earth's original fairy magic is only spread among some partial mages or sub-human creatures.

There were a few small embers in the ashes under the stove, which made it difficult to light a fire, so Hecate stole a volcano from next door.

But she didn't seem to have thought that this black volcano had an owner, and the Upside Down was now here to demand payment.

"The scenery here is beautiful, but it's a pity that now is not the time to travel."

Su Ming took off his helmet. The air here was very fresh, the kind of natural air that would make you smile when you take a breath.

"No, not traveling, but finding a friend, a master of prophecy."

The orangutan led a few people through the castle quickly, not even intending to entertain a few people to visit. There were not many pedestrians on the road, and the aboriginal life here was very simple.

Although they look very much like humans, they have more or less the blood of magical creatures in their bodies. It can be said that all of them are warlocks.

The various primitive impulses brought by the other half of the bloodline are the price of goblin magic.

But it is precisely because of this that they can accept a talking orangutan as the master of the night and become the nominal ruler.

Su Ming looked at Donna. She had been attracted by the magic snacks on the street. She wanted to try the glowing ice cream.

However, U.S. dollars are not accepted here.

"Silver, gold or gems are still used in transactions here. Sorry, I don't have the habit of carrying those things with me." The orangutan patted his pocket, indicating that he had nothing.

He would not use the night blade to order the merchant to hand over the goods, and there was still serious business now.

"I should have known how many gold drachmas I should have brought with me." Donna was obviously a little disappointed. After all, it was too strange to carry gold coins with her when she went to college.

Su Ming watched Donna turn around step by step and sighed. After all, she still had to work as a bait, so she really needed to give her some sweeteners.

To control the team, you still need to be relaxed and relaxed. Like Batman, who always uses a sense of mission and strategy to maintain unity, this is not suitable for Deathstroke.

"Let me buy it. I should have gems here, right?"

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