Fantasy World Transmigration - 1181. Chapter 1181

Constantine is standing downstairs in an apartment. This is where Father Midnight runs his gang. As soon as Constantine got off the taxi, he saw a few sons of Midnight, the gangsters led by their father, they were downstairs. Standing on guard, hiding in the corner to monitor the people passing by, when I saw Constantine, I was really surprised that even the added tobacco fell out of his mouth.

One person disappeared quickly and went upstairs to report to their father.

Constantine calmly observed the disappearing little boy from the corner of his eyes, and calmly said to Zatanna in the car: “Aren’t you going up?”

“I’m not going up… I’ll just wait for you here.” Zatanna was very cold towards the African voodoo warlock.

“I have put the reversal spell in your pocket… I hope he can calm down. What did you steal from him?” Zatanna asked, “It’s shameful to stand with you… …”

“Don’t say that… Xiaozha, it’s just a probe skull.” Constantine said calmly: “I thought I had cleared up the misunderstanding with him! There was a huge power fluctuation in the metropolis that day, I was a little curious, so I discussed it. He and Dad borrowed the thing, but I didn’t see him when I went, so I didn’t talk to him.”

“But you didn’t expect the thing to be delivered by yourself, right!” Zatanna sneered: “Go up! Accept the punishment you deserve.”

Constantine smiled hippiely: “Xiao Zha, you know… we are best at avoiding punishment and cost. This is magic…”

At this time, Constantine had seen from the corner of his eyes, a big black man with a naked torso and a group of people came down, he was carrying a big golden chain-Father Midnight is a voodoo warlock from Haiti, his Some of them are capable blacks. Constantine walked towards him with a smile on his face, and said, “Hey! My buddy… It’s been a long time since I saw him. Is the old man in good health?”

The black man went up and gave Constantine a punch, knocking him to the ground: “You stole something from the old man… Again, dare to come!”

Constantine fell to the ground and let out a painful cry.

Constantine raised his head and said, “Isn’t I here? I have borrowed and paid back. I am showing my sincerity and helping my father solve a trouble… You should know what happened in the big city that day, who will detect the magic wave of the skull? I all know that someone will come looking for that stuff…”

“Uh!” Constantine was given a crowbar by the old black.

Constantine collapsed to the ground, and the old black stopped his hands and said, “Daddy wants to see you! First think about how to explain it!”

When he saw Father Midnight, Constantine was not surprised at all that he was torturing two people who were already difficult to be humans. One of them looked like a woman with long hair, but now it has become The woman’s nightmare, its lower body has completely disappeared, its spine is resting on the ground with its intestines, and it is still wailing: “Please, you, you, you, let me, me, and me!”

It has become a hideous and terrible resurrection corpse!

At midnight, Father stood beside him with a cigar and his arms, looking at Constantine. He was wearing a voodoo robe and sneered and said, “I’m curious what you are looking for? Constantine, you stole my things. , Ready to find the magic artifact that appeared in the metropolis… this is not your style. Generally speaking, you will restrain your greed.”

“You know the price of magic very well, although you are reluctant to say that, Constantine… you are a scum, but you are also a scum with a stand.”

“You are maintaining the balance of magic!” Father Midnight said: “This is why I see your rotten flesh and want to listen to you…Of course, don’t play such tricks in front of me! “Papa Midnight stretched out his hand and took out a strange spell from Constantine’s jacket pocket.

“Reverse the spell and return the damage you have suffered to the last person who hurt you today!”

Father Midnight pressed Constantine to the face of the half-remaining corpse, bringing him into close contact with it.

Zha Kang was so vomited by the stench of the decomposing corpse that he wanted to vomit. He screamed, “If you do this, Xiaozha won’t kiss me for half a year!”

Father Midnight flipped the spell, and the spell suddenly burned, transferring all the damage Constantine had suffered to the Resurrection Corpse.

Father Midnight loosened his grip on the back of Constantine’s neck and asked him to stand up calmly. Zha Kang sorted out his windbreaker and shirt a bit, and a mouthful of rancid saliva was highlighted in disgust, and he hit With a snap of his fingers, his body was plunged into darkness. In a dark space, there were only two people, Zha Kang and Midnight.

“I received the order from that adult!” Zha Kang said:

“Don’t play mystery… John, I’m not a very patient person.” Father Midnight said.

Some twisted blue flames suddenly appeared around Constantine, and a vague figure appeared in the middle of the flames. He looked at Constantine and said: “I need you to do something for me, John.” Father Midnight was terrified. Shocked: “Prophet!”

“The first prophet!” Constantine turned sideways to the projection that was preserved by magic. His sideways silhouette was holding a cigarette. Cigarette is also the medium for casting spells. In fact, the history of tobacco used in occultism is almost the same as that of tobacco. The history of human use is synchronized. Indian wizards like to smoke tobacco to cast spells, and use smoke as a medium for casting spells.

A certain writing wizard, a white-robed wizard who reads as a berserker, also loves tobacco.

Smoke around the projection, it is clear that Zha Kang used tobacco as a medium to reveal it.

The first prophet distorted the projection and said: “There will be an artifact in the future metropolis…” A fuzzy shadow with green light appeared in the smoke, and Constantine slowly said: “Like kryptonite, right?”

“It is very dangerous. It is a gateway to another world. It can create the fourth prophet. It is a key sent in…Help me find it, Constantine. It is a powerful one. A beacon for the mage to go home, but we can’t let him come back because he will destroy this world. There are three outsiders who came to our world.”

Reed, the little spider, and Strange’s fuzzy shadow appeared in the projection.

“Protect him.” The first prophet looked at Reed’s projection complicatedly.

Then he said to the little spider’s projection: “And the artifact is on him! He may destroy the world, but this world should have been destroyed long ago. You don’t need to care. He is the one we chose to destroy this world.”

“And he!” The First Prophet pointed to Strange and said, “It is the mage who was exiled out of time. You must bring him back at the right time. If the timing is wrong, the process of destruction of this world will not be affected. control.”

Constantine appeared in the projection for the first time. He asked the first to know: “Isn’t it the responsibility of the committee to protect this world? Why do you look for me?”

“Because of our differences in opinions, the three prophets have split! We have all seen that the world is at a key node, standing at a crossroads leading to different futures, but our opinions have appeared huge differences. Everyone wants to save this world, but this world can no longer be saved!”

“We must make a choice, a different choice!”

“So we have our own way. Only when the three prophets have the same opinion, the committee will act. This is the iron rule I set. The committee is now trying to save me, and I must ensure that there is a chance to come again. Let the second and third prophets act, and you know, no one can compare to the second prophet in making decisions for the world.”

Constantine solemnly said: “That’s really a… enviable ability.”

“Our opinions are not consistent, so I need you to get that artifact so that I may prevent him from making choices for the world at a critical time.”

“But he can keep me from touching that artifact at all.” Constantine said.

“No… he will!” The First Prophet smiled and said, “As long as it makes you unlucky… He will take the initiative to deliver things to the door. This is the rule of the game between us.”

All illusions disappeared… Father Midnight was silent.

He stood up, turned his head and walked into the darkness, and the two of them left the dark world and returned to reality.