The Death Knell

"Is this it? Magic circle?"

Behind the door, Su Ming saw a magic circle called the 'Magic Pillar' as he wished, but the reality was somewhat different from his guess.

The main body of the magic circle is only the size of a manhole cover, and it looks very ordinary, with no magic aura and no special patterns.

Like an Indian dream catcher made of silver-white branches, it was laid flat on the ground and covered with a thick layer of dust.

But after Albert and Zatanna squatted down to check, they said that they had found the right place. This inconspicuous thing was exactly the magic pillar that both the enemy and ourselves were looking for.

"Many of the magic arrays you have seen rely on the power of hell. The casting materials are usually soul or flesh and blood, but not all magic arrays are like that."

Alberta took a bottle of wine and explained to Su Ming. After speaking, she took a few big sips.

Su Ming calculated that she had drank seven or eight bottles of whiskey in a few hours tonight, which was enough to make Ma Du drunk.

Although Alberta seemed to be awake now, Su Ming still wanted to hear Zatanna's judgment. After all, a sober female mage seemed more reliable.

Zatanna stood up and wiped her hands on her clothes: "She is right. This is a very powerful magic circle. Although it looks inconspicuous, it is a perfect cover."

"Actually, the materials are not ordinary at all. The branches of the world's first laurel tree, the first olive branch picked up by the dove on Noah's Ark, the tears of the two brothers Cain and Abel, and even a small piece of God's shroud , lots of Enochian runes, clever approach, using the power of God to resist Hecate.”

Alberta raised the bottle, explained in detail, and toasted to the sky, as if she planned to share her whiskey with God.

Bobo scratched his head, his detective hat crumpled into a ball in his hand: "Wait, you mean there has always been a church of God under Mount Olympus?"

Su Ming whistled: "Hey~ Actually, I don't think so. It's just that they are addicted to stealing, and they stole God's power to deal with another owner."

Alberta stretched out her finger and pointed at Su Ming with a smile, winking and expressing her agreement with this view.

Donna didn't have much reaction. Diana had already told her that whether they were Titans or Olympus, these so-called gods had some problems.

As for God? Judging from the intelligence from hell, the problem also exists.

“It’s not really a church, it’s just a collection of things related to God put together.”

Zatanna concluded, feeling very tired.

She thought that the irony magic passed down from her family was the cleanest magic, because she could exert powerful power without having to worship any gods.

However, in fact, her magic was stolen from the deepest darkness, and his father saw the most essential fire.

That's why irony magic works backwards, so she has the power to rewrite reality.

But now that the Upside Down is here, her power is useless, except for her understanding of the magical world, she is useless.

She felt helpless and worried about Constantine's situation in hell.

There is a door to the underground palace. If Constantine escapes, he should be able to reach here instantly through the door of the House of Mystery, but he has not come yet.

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As everyone knows, the cunning Constantine is trying to defraud life span from the demon kings of hell.

Since there were so many people who wanted his soul, they finally decided to use gentle methods to decide the outcome.

That is to go to the gambling table and gamble with each other's souls.

Except for Satan, who was familiar with his tricks, and McGeeken, who had other thoughts, the other demons were deceived by the scum into the gambling table with just a few words.

The angels temporarily retreated, and the chaotic characteristics of the demons broke out again. They each had their own plans. Now the reason why the angels went crazy is not important for the time being.

Will hell be destroyed? Let’s play a few rounds of cards first.

Although Constantine was about to die, his soul still belonged to him according to the agreement before his death.

It's his own thing, so he can use it for gambling.

He led the demons to play mahjong, which they were unfamiliar with. The game was still elimination-based, and the game was now reaching the thirteenth round.

The demons will not let him die before the end of the game, in order for him to complete the game, to prove that he is stronger than other demons, and for the ownership of Constantine's dirty soul.

There will always be a demon king who will take the initiative to give him demon blood. This is Constantine's plan.

He is playing mahjong with his life and cannot be distracted from thinking about other things. The demon kings learn to play things for fun, one by one faster than the other...

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Su Ming bent down and tried it. The thing made of branches and rags in front of him looked like an alternative wreath.

It seemed like it was just placed casually on the ground, but with his current strength he couldn't move it at all, as if the space was locked.

"No need to try." Alberta smoked a cigarette leisurely on the side: "Why do you think it is called a pillar? It now supports the weight of the entire world's magic barrier. You can destroy it, but trying to lift it is impossible."

Su Ming curled his lips, stood up, and began to arrange Batman's equipment around him.

"Like a person can't lift air?"

Alberta tilted her head and scratched her hair with her fingers holding a cigarette: "It's a little short, just like people can't lift the earth. People live on the earth and also live on all things made of magic."

Su Ming buried the wooden pile-like devices into the ground one by one, plugged them in with batteries painted with bat patterns, and found some gravel to hide them.

Several also need to be installed on the surrounding walls to create a realistic three-dimensional effect.

These things are all fool-proof operations to ensure that Batman can install them as quickly as possible when needed. The image and voice of Ares have been pre-stored in them, and it seems that they are indeed prepared to deal with Diana.

"I guess magic is not suitable for me anymore. Your theory sounds of little value to me."

"Of course, if you have a fulcrum and an infinitely long lever, you can move the earth." Alberta took a sip of wine and said to him with a smile: "This is also what the gods have been pursuing. , like Hecate now.”

"Like Hecate."

Su Ming nodded in agreement. The equipment has been installed in the prototype hall. Now it's up to Barry to see how the high-tech part is.

As a scientist, Barry would naturally not disappoint Su Ming. His speed-accelerated learning ability allowed him to fully master Batman's system.

He even upgraded it, giving the illusion the ability to automatically determine the external situation.

Of course, this is inseparable from the technical reserves of Xingchen Laboratory.

"What do you want our dummy to look like? God?" Barry moved his fingers eagerly. As long as Deathstroke has a specific idea, he will immediately realize this wish through the keyboard.

It feels like I have become a director, and I am a little excited.

"Well... let's bring out a giant first. The organs between the legs should be covered with suckers like tentacles, and he should be able to speak... Yes, the skin all over the body will be rotten... if it gets worse, Like the color of a cereal-eating baby vomiting on thin cow poop.”

Barry: "..."