The Death Knell

The firewood in the fireplace made a crackling sound as it burned, and the swaying firelight made the black hair in Zha Kang's hands shine, and the curly arcs seemed to have a sense of beauty.

"I know it kind of looks like human hair, well, it does."

Constantine smiled evilly and pretended to be disappointed:

"It's a pity that it's not. I didn't sleep with Lucifer. This is not the kind of hair you think. In fact, it is a trace of his feathers. As a fallen angel, it makes sense to have a pair of black wings, right?"

The demons in hell are all kinds of weird, and there are all kinds of freaks, because they are the product of the concept of chaos, which means disorder, and disorder means no rules.

When a creature grows irregularly, it often means that it is ugly, but ugly in a creative way.

For example, Beelzebub, the prime minister of hell, is like a big fly, and his open belly is full of small flies. These small flies will also give birth to maggots. The maggots will follow Beelzebub's movements when he speaks, like white rain. scattered on the ground.

For ordinary people, this is disgusting, but who can say that he doesn't look creative?

But among the many races in hell, one is famously beautiful, and that is the former angels who followed Lucifer into heaven during the Thousand Years War. They still retain their original beautiful appearance, but their wings have changed from white to black. .

Lucifer, as their leader, also had several pairs of wings. After cutting off the original white pair, the power of hell gave him a pair of black wings, but he would not show them normally.

Because those wings are basically bound to Lucifer's demon body. Although Lucifer is the most beautiful existence most of the time, in his demon form, he is more like a red baboon without skin. It looks good.

Of course, most people have no chance to see Lucifer's face. Only acquaintances like Constantine and Alberta have seen him a few times.

The main reason is that Lucifer also likes to play with them. For example, once, the former Satan, probably too idle, sneaked into Zatanna's house in the middle of the night and slept on the big bed secretly, that is, the drunk Zha Kang and Xiao Zha is between the two of them.

Early the next morning, he took the form of the devil, smiled evilly at Constantine who had just woken up, and said:

‘Honey, you guys were great last night! ’

Constantine was frightened at that time, and he quickly used two-finger probing to feel whether his butt was bleeding or irreversibly damaged.

It wasn't until he watched Zha Kang scream hysterically for a long time and wondered whether he was infected with AIDS that Lucifer laughed and expressed satisfaction with his prank.

Therefore, among the many Satans, only Lucifer is the most human-like, because he is proud but loves humans.

"Okay, Lucifer's Feather, then you can use the missing person magic, right?" Su Ming nodded and took a puff of the cigarette given by Constantine. As a British brand, Silka gives people the impression that there is no What a force.

"I'm not here to look for you, boss. Haven't you seen the current situation clearly? We are floating in the void. There is no direction or distance here, and even time is out of order."

Zha Kang held the black hair in his hand and waved it in the air like a sword:

"I will fill it into the main circle of the House of Mystery, and let this house take us to where Lucifer is. This is using mystery to deal with mystery."

"Okay, but are you sure this House of Mystery is reliable enough?" Su Ming understands magic, but doesn't know how to use it, but it sounds like there is nothing he needs to participate in, so naturally he won't be tricked.

"Of course it's reliable, because even I don't know who built it." Zha Kang picked up the wine bottle on the side, shook it, poured the last few drops of wine on his tongue, rolled it into his mouth and smacked: "Anyway, this is the only means of transportation I have. If you're not happy with it, give us a faster one that can sail in the void."

"No, my aircraft are basically science and technology spaceships. It doesn't apply in this case."

Deathstroke touched his chin with a thoughtful expression, and patted Zha Kang on the shoulder:

"But you reminded me, Adjutant, take note of the memo. When this mission is over, we will upgrade Kama Taj so that it can travel through different worlds like the House of Mystery."

"Okay, Sheriff, it's recorded." The deputy's projection did not appear, but her sweet voice rang in his ears.

It sounds a bit difficult for a magic school to travel between different worlds, but in the magic world, it is possible to fly with great strength.

If something cannot fly, or cannot ascend to a higher dimension, then add energy, and then add energy again, until it explodes or flies.

With the Time Stone in hand, it doesn't matter if you explode millions of times, as long as you choose the timeline that succeeds.

"It seems there is no need to change? Then I will go do something?"

Patting his windbreaker again, Constantine sighed:

"Next, I will go to the basement to host the magic circle. You have to guard the hall. No matter what it is, don't let it break in. Is that okay? Although the House of Mystery is very mysterious, I can't guarantee that Prolaya doesn't know about you. Once here, if she turns her gaze this way..."

Obviously, whether he sighed or hesitated to speak, it meant that he was not very optimistic about that kind of development.

However, Su Ming was quite optimistic. He was half lying on the sofa with a smile, his legs raised on the coffee table, holding a cigarette in one hand and shaking the mysterious book in the other:

"Don't worry, since I have a bomb in my hand and Prolaya just wants to capture me alive, she can't push me too hard. Besides, I suspect that it's not only her who is watching, but now Lucifer also said Maybe they are watching us."

"Huh? This is a novel point of view of yours, but Lucifer did have that authority when he was a high official in heaven. He will no longer have it after falling to heaven, right?" Zha Kang, who was walking towards the basement, turned back, stopped and said: "Or do you think Lucifer has made some progress?"

After hearing this statement, Hell Detective raised his eyebrows, realizing that there was still an intelligence gap between himself and Deathstroke.

"Who knows, we'll see when we meet." The Supreme Mage waved his hand, put the book back into his pocket, and continued to smoke and enjoy: "Go and do things, you are the only one who can play in this house, or do you still have magic? What kind of sacrifice is needed? In that case, how many times should I ask the adjutant to bring the ghost face back for use?"

"Ha, there's no need. I'm not a demon, and this house isn't a man-eating monster." Zha Kang waved his hand, and his figure disappeared into the darkness at the stairs. Only the voice came: "But if you use the ghost face like this, It's really pitiful, you really are a bit like a god..."