Bang!
Before the old NYPD chief went to work, he was woken up by a phone call. For an old man like him, this was definitely not a good experience. The news on the phone made him feel uncontrollable anger surging to his head.
One night! Just one night!
A total of 27 murders and arson cases! They were scattered in different parts of New York City. It was as if a group of vicious criminals had arranged to work together. What the hell!
"Trash! Trash! You're all f * cking trash! "
The old chief's shout came from his office. He was like an enraged lion, roaring at his enemies who had trampled on his territory. But it was useless. If roaring could solve problems, the world would have been at peace a long time ago.
Seeing that the old man was about to lose control of his anger, the NYPD chief braced himself and tried to persuade him. He was not worried that his boss would vent his anger on him. After all, the old man was going to retire next month. What he was really worried about was whether the shocking news would cause his boss to have a heart attack.
But just as he stood up, he saw a lady wearing a black coat with her hair tied up walk straight into the bureau chief's office. A moment later, the old man who was screaming suddenly quieted down. At the same time, two people wearing black sunglasses and black suits, one with black skin and the other with white skin, walked into the police station. The young black man raised something and adjusted it in his hand. Then, he whistled loudly.
When everyone turned to look at him, the black man chuckled.
"That's right, that's it. Last night's news made everyone unhappy, right? Don't worry, this problem will be solved soon. Come, everyone, look here! "
Swoosh!
On the other side, Saber, who had been busy all night, was sitting on the sofa in the living room in his pajamas, monitoring his spoils of war. A group of people surrounded him. They had just finished their breakfast. After the necessary work was finally done, they could finally relax.
"I say, is that Joker really okay? And this Soul Crystal, can it really preserve souls? "
Remi Leber looked curiously at the crystal shining with a beautiful purple light in Yuriko's hand. It was slender, like an icicle crystal in winter, and it looked very beautiful.
Seiber yawned at Kieran's question.
"This thing was taken directly from Kamar-Taj. If it wasn't for the crazy things to do this time, Ancient One wouldn't have given it to me. As for resurrection, of course, as long as the body is intact and the soul is not damaged, it can be resurrected through a mysterious ritual, but the souls of these brothers who died in battle will dissipate during the resurrection process, which will make their souls weak … This weakness will last until the end of their lives."
Yuriko glanced at her confused boyfriend, sighed, and explained.
"In the future, they won't be able to fight as warriors anymore. They'll live like ordinary people with weak bodies. Their resistance to Mystical power will be even weaker. However, they've already died once. Being able to come back to life at the cost of damaging their souls is already an excellent thing."
"The Devil's Gang raised them! We won't forget the brothers who sacrificed for us … "
Saber knocked on the table, turned to Yuriko, and said, "You take Lewis and Cooper back to Gotham as soon as possible. Robin will go back with you. I may need to stay here for a few more days."
Everyone obeyed the order and left, leaving only Saber and Sergues. Saber looked around and lowered his voice.
"You didn't find the scroll?"
Sergues shook his head with an ugly expression. "We almost dug three feet into the ground, but we didn't find it … We only found Midnight's collection and an amazing number of precious metals and magic materials, but we didn't find the scroll you mentioned … He should have hidden it somewhere else."
"Phew …"
Saber took a deep breath, rubbed his forehead, and finally waved his hand. "Forget it, it's not a big problem. What about Constantine? How did he escape? "
At the mention of this name, Sergues's expression turned even uglier. He took out a broken chain from his pocket and handed it to Saber. There were obvious traces of fire on it. Sergues said.
"If the fire wasn't summoned by him, then someone must have broken into the villa after we left last night. I've asked the brothers who stayed behind last night and looked at the surveillance. No … no one entered here. The surveillance in Constantine's room was destroyed and can't be accessed."
As he spoke, Sergues clenched his fist and slammed it on the table, causing the things on the table to jump up.
"That bastard, he's just like a rat! He ran away when we weren't paying attention! Damn it! "
Saber's expression changed, but he calmed down in the end. He reached out and picked up an ancient bone dagger on the table, fiddling with it as he spoke.
"Forget it if he ran away. It's a troubled time now. Let him run for a while. When things calm down, we'll have time to deal with him!"
"Then Kevin …"
"I'll deal with Kevin. Don't worry …"
Saber reached out and picked up a cigar. "Constantine isn't the only one who can summon demons. Without him, is the world going to stop spinning? There's always a solution. As long as there's hope, everything will be fine. "
Sergues sighed and nodded. He reached under the table and pulled out a battle axe made entirely of bones, spines, and some special metals. He shook it in his hand.
"Speaking of which, Midnight's collection is pretty good. It filled up our barren storage of magical items in an instant. Oh right, boss, all the vehicles leaving New York were full at eight o 'clock this morning."
Sergues laughed and scratched his big bald head. "Those poor bastards were scared out of their wits!"
"Hmph!"
The cigar in Saber's mouth lit up automatically. He exhaled a mouthful of mellow smoke and said disdainfully, "They're just a bunch of cowards. Without a leader, they're panicking. They're like beasts forced into a corner. Without a leader to lead them, they're not even a threat! I'll clean them up one last time tonight. New York is really annoying! "
"Three days later … We're going home!"
In Kamar-Taj's personal room in New York's Sanctum, Hogness, who was deep in meditation all night, felt a change in the magical energy outside the room. He opened his eyes and waved his hand. The door behind him opened gently and Strange walked in with a light breakfast. There were three pieces of white bread, a glass of water, and a plate of honey. The only luxuries were two pieces of perfectly cooked steak and a small bunch of carefully washed grapes.
It was not a sumptuous meal, but it was definitely appetizing. This was the diet that Hogness had maintained for nearly three hundred years and had never changed.
From this point of view, the bad-tempered old mage was actually a nostalgic person.
"Thank you, Mage Strange."
Hogness politely nodded to Strange. He reached for the napkin and wrapped it around his neck. He picked up the knife and fork and glanced at Strange. His meaning was obvious.
"I'm going to eat. Please leave."
In the past, Strange would have taken the initiative to leave without Hogness's gesture. But today was different. The young Doctor Strange hesitated for a moment and said.
"Mage Hogness, something happened in New York City last night. I think it's necessary for me to inform you."
The old mage frowned and waved his hand.
"Let me finish my breakfast first."
"Yes."
Strange bowed slightly and turned around to leave the room that was decorated with ancient decorations. It was as if he had stepped into the modern era from the ancient Middle Ages. The visual contrast made Strange rub his temples involuntarily. His magic cloak helped him rub his shoulders spiritually. This magic cloak was said to be made by an ancient mage. It had a simple intelligence, and Strange could even communicate with it.
He sat on the chair outside Hogness's room and patiently waited for the old mage. Last night's incident was actually not that serious because Saber had made some kind of agreement with the Sorcerer Supreme that Strange did not know about. He came to New York with a murderous mission. A massacre of mixed-bloods would not make Strange feel sad.
What really made him restless was another matter.
Fifteen minutes later, Hogness, who had eaten and rested his spirit, followed Strange to the basement of the Sanctum. It was a permanent portal that could achieve rapid contact between the Sanctum and Kamar-Taj in a critical situation. But now, this portal had a strange phenomenon.
It was as if it had been tampered with. The originally golden rotating light had now turned into a gray color. It was still shining, but from the color of the light, one could feel a deep sense of foreboding.
"With my attainments in the study of space, I have no idea why this portal, which is only used in an emergency, would have this kind of situation."
Strange's expression was serious, while Grand Mage Hogness's expression had already turned gloomy.
"This means that the originally separated dimensions are changing. Child, the reason why Earth is special is that it is sandwiched in the center of various dimensions. If you want to go from hell to Mountain Paradise, you have to pass through Earth. It's the same for going from the Land of the Dead to Asgard. So in this system, Earth's dimension should be the most stable, but now, it has changed …"
Hogness pondered for a moment. With a wave of his hand, a curtain of flames sealed the portal in front of him.
"It's harmless, at least for now, but it's best not to use it rashly … In the case of dimensional changes, no one knows where it will teleport you to … Can the teleportation spell to Kamar-Taj still be used?"
Strange nodded.
"I just came back from Kamar-Taj. Everything is normal, except for this portal … By the way, Grand Mage Hogness, you probably don't know, but last night, Saber made all the hybrids in the city …"
"I know! Child … "
Hogness glanced at Strange who was beaming with joy and coughed lightly. "Just because I'm meditating doesn't mean that I'm asleep. I'm very clear about what happened in this city last night. Syber Hawk, cunning and ruthless. He possesses tyrannical power but he won't lose his way. A guy like him, if placed in our era, would definitely become the best and most dangerous Demon Hunter. Do you understand? Strange, I'm starting to like that unruly bastard. "
The old sorcerer stroked his beard, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.
"The Ancient One finally chose this most effective method. If you ask me, she should have done it 200 years ago. Her retreat was regarded as weakness by those bastard gods. This time, Saber did a good job, and ruthlessly killed their spirit … By the way, the thing I asked you to look for, have you found it?"
Strange nodded and followed Hogness out of the basement.
"The seven magical items that have recently become active have all been monitored, but last night, we found the eighth magical item. Its magic vibration frequency is very active, but it seems to be moving, and it is difficult to lock onto."
"Oh? The eighth magical item? That's rare … Can you determine the identity of this magical item? "
"Uh … According to the comparison of the magic frequency we observed with the Book of Everything, it should be the legendary spear stained with the blood of the Son of God … Yes, it's the Spear of Longinus."
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