"I have a bad feeling about this!" Constantine paced back and forth in the secret magic room and said uneasily, "I think I've been tricked …"
"Hey … Don't make yourself sound like an innocent victim. That child didn't give this to you voluntarily!" Zatanna was only wearing a sports singlet as she floated in the air with her legs crossed. A glowing crystal ball hovered in front of her. Her back was facing Constantine, and she did not even turn her head as she sneered.
"I did trick him into giving me the item … But he was definitely lured here on purpose. That person knew that I couldn't resist the temptation … He used my weakness! "
"What weakness did he use?" Zatanna said disdainfully, "Is he despicable and shameless?"
"Crystal water, reveal yourself!" The magic incantation that Zatanna was used to was a type of reverse magic. In short, it was to reverse the pronunciation of words. Many people thought that this was very evil. Some devout Christians still believed that the blasphemous incantation of the devil was to reverse the words of the Bible … and that the priest could exorcise the devil by reciting it correctly.
God Chen scoffed at this strange belief of believers.
When Chen Ang was a Grand Arcanist, he had also studied arcane theory, the science of the magic world. He summarized and understood the rules. Arcane magic was just an objective understanding of the magic world. He always felt that this kind of magic that used someone's classics in reverse, or chaotic and without any rules, was actually a kind of divine art. It was just like the act of inputting instructions into a computer.
The rules of the magic world were like a person inputting Chinese characters into a computer and then realizing all kinds of magical functions, thinking that Chinese characters had magic power.
In the end, it was still the rules of the world itself that worked.
The so-called reverse words, the so-called prayers, the so-called symbols of magic were all the result of someone mastering the fundamental rules of the world, mastering arcane magic and science. Then, they used these rules, compiled them into 'programs', and provided them to those idiots to use.
Why did Chen Ang believe in this so firmly?
The Second Prophet looked at the super brain that was said to have been created by the Prophet and could replace them. He looked at the runes that kept flashing across it. Registration ID Zatanna has requested access again!
"Let me see what request she has made this time."
"Oh! So it's foresight! Zero Prophet, give her 80% of the future she wants to know! "
Every day, the Zeroth Prophet of the Three Prophets System, a brain that gathered the abilities of the three prophets, handled the requests of thousands of sorcerers through the program that the three prophets created to manage the world. Under normal circumstances, they would approve the requests, and the Zeroth Prophet would arrange for the sorcerers to pay the price.
This was their destiny!
The Three Prophets System would arrange all the mages clearly …
Far away in London, the Third Prophet intercepted part of the request, added something to the reply Zatanna had received, and resumed sending.
Zatanna only felt that today's prophecy was slightly delayed before she saw the scene of the future appear on the crystal ball … Blurry and unclear scenes were displayed in front of her. She saw a spider weaving a web in the darkness, saw the web enveloping the entire world, and saw all the heroes struggling in the web.
But the spider itself was also trapped in the web …
She saw a war that tore apart the entire world. She saw three indistinct shadows standing under the endless light.
Zatanna woke up with a start …
Constantine took out a cigarette and held it in his hand without lighting it. He looked at Zatanna, who had woken up from Cogitation with a horrified expression, and said, "It looks like you're doing a deep divination … Is this matter that troublesome?"
Zatanna put on her clothes and said fiercely, "It's much more troublesome than you think … I saw a war that could tear the entire world apart, and there are three people standing on it … I think they're prophets. For that thing of yours … blood will flow like a river. I want to advise you to throw that thing away now. "
"Impossible …" Constantine lit his cigarette. "That thing is like a rope. If you hold it on the shore, you will be pulled into a whirlpool, and if you throw it away in the whirlpool, it will be equivalent to giving up the last life-saving straw. Little Na, I'm familiar with this situation … Now that we're deep in it, it's our biggest bargaining chip. "
"After the gamble begins, we can't give up on any bargaining chip."
"Even if it's a high-interest loan from the devil!"
Constantine put on the yellow windbreaker and turned to Zatanna. "Now, we have to use this bargaining chip to strengthen our strength. We need strength now, even if we have to make a deal with the devil."
"At the very least, we have to break the protective spell on that divine artifact!" Zatanna had not given up on the idea of reversing time and finding her father. She bit her lip and said, "The mage who cast the protective spell is too powerful! Perhaps only the Specter can break that spell … "
The Specter was the most powerful vengeful spirit created by God … Zatanna did not know why it came to the human world. It was said that a few of its companions had fallen. Thus, the Specter descended to represent God to punish them.
"There's no need …" Constantine's train of thought was different from ordinary people. "Most of the protective spell's power is still used to bind the magic source. It's not easy for us to pry it open, but if we change our train of thought, it won't be difficult to smash it open!"
"Break the protective spell and release the magic source?" Zatanna was shocked. "Are you crazy? We all know how powerful and troublesome that magic source is. It's a miracle to be able to bind it and use it stably. To a mage, the value of the protective spell is even higher than the magic source. You actually want to break it … The released magic source will go berserk and will no longer be able to restore the function of the divine artifact. "
"If we need it as a weapon, then a powerful magic source that cannot be controlled is better than a useless piece of trash!" Constantine said solemnly.
"Of course, it's not to that extent yet." Although Constantine said this, he looked at the Eye of Agomodo as if he was looking at an incomparably hard walnut … He was thinking about where to break it open!
Zatanna took the divine artifact that the two of them had worked together to seal with one hand. She glared at him angrily and said, "Don't even think about doing that. I'd rather hand over a treasure like that … I'll take care of it first."
"Who are you going to trick now?" Zatanna said sarcastically. "Let me think. Constantine has three treasures: lies, magic, and friendship. You seem to have one less friend now. Let me count, you don't seem to have anyone to trick anymore. "
Constantine's face twitched. It was clear that Zatanna had poked at his wound again. It had to be said that although Constantine put in a lot of effort to trick his friends, he treated every single one of his friends sincerely. When necessary, he would even die for them. However, he knew how to sacrifice too well. Whether it was himself or his friends. Every time he lost a friend, he would feel really sad and guilty. It was precisely because of this that he was able to make a few sincere friends even though he was notorious for tricking his friends.
However … there really weren't many left. The rate at which his friends were producing and consuming magic source was not proportional. There really wasn't enough left.
"This time, we're going to meet the so-called most despicable, bloodthirsty, and terrifying person in all of Manhattan. However, he's actually just a third-rate voodoo warlock leading a group of brutal street thugs … He's a smart person. He should have already sensed something. I'll see if I can get something good out of his hands. "
"This is the price I have to pay for warning him that trouble is coming."
"Every time trouble comes knocking on his door, I'll take the initiative to lead him away. I'm really a good person. To him, I'm really a good person."
Zatanna understood. "Daddy Midnight?"
"I remember he's still looking for you. You seem to have stolen something from him again!"
Constantine touched his pocket. "Did you bring the Reversal Charm? Give me one first … It's time to pay some 'price'! "
… …
The Third Prophet watched the two of them embark on their journey. Her nose twitched fiercely. Her delicate nose flapped, giving her a vicious feeling. She curled her lips in disdain. "Oh! Sour smell … "
Then, she smashed Constantine's' price 'onto his sexual orientation.
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